The book was picked up.,The janitor actually asked me for a few strands of little Lori's hair.,I really didn't expect this collector's uncle to be really perverted.。

So, I can only one day, call the little Lori into the room, Babao sauce is still looking forward to it, thinking that I want to surprise her, but then I forcibly press her down, take out the scissors, Babao sauce is scared and screamed, I tried a lot of effort to cut a strand of hair, but because Babao sauce struggled too much, accidentally cut her clothes a little, when Qiushui saw Babao sauce running out of my room unclothed, I knew that my name as the number one pervert in Shushan couldn't run away.

Even the saury looked at me a little strangely.

However,Compared with the cheats I got,,It's insignificant.,Qimen mecha technique,It's about a long-lost method of cultivating immortals in ancient times.,The art of cultivating immortals by mana.,And the most difficult point of this cheats is the production method of various mechas.,But I used to be a mechanical repairman.,This has become my strength.,It seems that Xiaoyaozi has been paying attention to what I'm saying.。

In addition, this book also teaches the cultivation of the Armor Immortal Technique, but this is too difficult for me as a mortal, so I can only start from the most basic and occasionally ask the janitor for advice.

After half a year, I finally made my first mecha, tentatively as the prototype No. 1. But the manipulation is still often "turned off", but I can barely move, and the janitor is also surprised to see me like this.

Even Master Cheerilee made a special trip to watch the mecha performance I did, of course, all of this was naturally taught by Senior Brother Lei.

One evening, I passed by the cliff side of the mountain and saw Qiushui standing on the edge of the cliff, staring at the sunset, at that moment, it was really beautiful.

On Midsummer Night, Master Cheerilee suddenly said that she was going to hold a fireworks display, and everyone was excited, and Babao-chan came to me again after a long absence, asking me to order honey from Queen Bee and prepare for the fireworks display.

At the fireworks display, everyone regardless of age or age, drank the honey grapefruit tea of Babao Sauce, ate a sumptuous dinner, under the fireworks, Babao Sauce danced a cute dance, I was in charge of lighting and sound machinery, and Master Cheerilee cast a high-level spell for the first time, and the meteor fell.

Looking at the fireworks blooming in the sky and the meteor shower falling, everyone sang and danced, and was very happy.

There is a peaceful scene on Shu Mountain, let's switch the camera, at this time, thousands of miles away, in the brightly lit bustling city of Shanghai, in front of a bar called Huahua World, a man pushed the door in.

The man, dressed in black and with a deep hood and no face, came to the bar, behind which was a graceful female bartender, who looked to be in her twenties, with her hair dyed purple, tied up in a ponytail, and a bunch of bangs hanging down on each side, wearing professional attire, sexy and seductive, "Hello, what do you want to drink?"

"I'm here to tell a story. The man's voice was low

"Everyone here has a story, but our professionalism is not to interfere and understand anyone, we only sell alcohol. ”

"But this story is different," the man lowered his hood, revealing a mohican-esque hairstyle with a fire tattoo on half of his forehead.

The bartender was stunned for a moment when he saw the word fire, then expertly mixed a cocktail and handed it over

"Is the story good?" she asked

"Of course," the man took a sip of wine, "the wine is good, and the story is certainly not bad." “

"All interesting stories start a long, long time ago, there was a little girl, her mother died of childbirth just after she was born, her father committed suicide because of excessive sadness, and in troubled times, the little girl was sold to a brothel, the little girl was born with a pair of beautiful contacts, is a beautiful embryo, so the bustard took her strange goods to live, cruel training trained her, the little girl also lived up to expectations, the first stage was amazing, the first night was sold at the highest price in history, becoming a veritable Oiran. Isn't it very inspiring. ”

The bartender gave her a blank look.

But the story is not over, and then the war started, and she also became the guest of honor and pillow guest of the generals, and how many people spent a lot of money to make her laugh. But she smiled, but she wasn't happy. The war was getting bigger and bigger, there was bloodshed and sacrifice everywhere, and even dead people began to appear outside the brothel, and one day, a soldier-like man appeared in front of her door, this soldier was dressed in straw sandals, looking emaciated, badly wounded and dying, but there was something in his eyes that she had never seen before, so clean. ”

She secretly hid the soldier, so that he could be healed, and the soldier got better day by day, she felt inexplicably happy, as if nothing in this world could make her so happy, but the soldier wanted to leave, she asked if she could not leave, and the soldier said that if the war was over, he would marry her. ”

And so she waited, and waited, until that day, when she saw the generals hanging the corpses of the soldiers on the walls. ”

"Don't say it. The bartender said angrily.

"Okay, I didn't expect the descendant of the dignified Nuwa, Xiaotian, to actually work as a bartender in this place, is this also a return to the old business. ”

The bartender lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "I didn't expect the Zoroastrian master to come in person, the world is really getting more and more boring." ”

"I need your help, the world needs to change"

The woman named Xiaotian took another puff of cigarette, her eyes were misty, and the smoke was filled, "Yes, I have indeed stayed here for too long, and it is not bad to go out for a walk."

The woman went in and changed into a trench coat, turned off the lights in the shop, and walked out of the door, it was already raining on the street, and the man held up an umbrella for her very gentlemanly, and the two gradually disappeared into the bright night.