Chapter 12: How Can It Be a Dead Star?

The shape of the dragon turtle bone is hexagonal, about the size of a palm, Wen Yusoft first spread the thousand machine diagram on the ground, and then put the dragon turtle bone in the center of the thousand machine diagram, only to see that the original thousand machine diagram that was like a blank sheet of paper slowly emerged on the complex golden light, as if there were countless complex fonts covering it layer upon layer.

Wen Yusoft closed his eyes, silently recited the incantation in his mouth, and after making a seal on his chest with both hands, his right index finger pressed the dragon turtle bone and quickly moved on the Thousand Machines Diagram, quickly outlining an ancient rune on the Thousand Machines Diagram.

Then, she removed her hand and opened her eyes, only to see the dragon turtle bone move rapidly on the Thousand Machines Diagram on its own, and every time it reached a point, a small golden word would appear in front of Wen Yuruan's eyes.

Eventually, the small golden print made up a sentence.

Looking at the words in front of him, Wen Yu softly hooked the corners of his lips coldly.

When Lan Yanshen and Wen Yusoft returned home, it was almost dusk.

Qiao's hands are in the kitchen, and chicken soup is still boiling on the stove, and the rich aroma of chicken soup fills the kitchen, and the fragrance is mouth-watering.

Lan Yanshen and Wen Yusoft entered the kitchen together, and Qiao, who was busy in front of the board, looked up and saw that the two of them looked in a good mood, and a gentle smile spread between his eyebrows, "I was talking about why haven't you two come back yet?" Where did you guys go? ”

Wen Yusoft wanted to help Qiao's hands outflank, so he went to wash his hands, Lan Yan shook the iron bucket in his hand, and said to Qiao's with a smile, "I went to catch fish with Yu'er." ”

Qiao Shi looked into the iron bucket and found that there were more than a dozen fish in the bucket, but she was not surprised at all, the stream in the village usually did not have many fish, but every time she went to catch them, she could catch several, at first she also felt strange, but then she got used to it.

She has always felt that Yan Shen is a blessed child, and she doesn't know what the Lan family thinks, but she said that this child was born a mourning star and was unwilling to accept him.

How can such a well-behaved and lovely child be a mourning star?

Is it just because Yan Shen can see those things? But that's not a child's choice, it's something he was born with.

Lan Yan Shen saw that Qiao's eyes looked at him and his familiar pity appeared again, and gently lowered his black and thick eyelashes, covering the complex color under his eyes, and said softly, "Auntie, are these fish still kept in the water tank?" ”

Qiao's thoughts drifted a little far, and when he heard Lan Yanshen's voice, he suddenly came back to his senses.

"yes, let's put it in the water tank. There are a lot of fish in the tank, and we can exchange them for food again. ”

Wen Yusoft, who had just cleaned her hands, came back and heard Qiao's heart tighten.

Although her father is the only man in the village, because most of the villagers in this village are really too poor, there are too many people who can't get silver taels for medical treatment, but her father has a benevolent doctor's heart, and often gives people free medical treatment, not to mention, but also gives away herbs for free, which also leads to their family's tight life.

Fortunately, most of the villagers are also simple and kind, know gratitude, every New Year's festival will have some villagers to give their family some food and game, their family three meals a day is quite guaranteed, although there is no big fish and meat, but not hungry.