Zhang Yichi took the two to a nearby dumpling shop. Mo Tu was clamoring to eat something good, but Lai Zeyin's favorite is dumplings, so the two had a fruitless quarrel, and finally Zhang Yichi settled down and went to the dumpling shop.

Not to take care of this new friend, of course, purely to save money......

"It's okay." Lesser has a typical western face, but speaks a smooth Z Mandarin, which makes the owner of the dumpling shop and other customers look sideways, oh or maybe because of his strange makeup.

"Cut, this kind of thing, I can do it with my eyes closed." Mo said disdainfully, in exchange for a roll of the eyes of Leszein.

Zhang Yichi raised the question he hadn't asked in the past two days: "Why do you have to eat out?" ”

"Wow? Don't you have a little count in your heart? Lezein complained, "One daily three meals can be paid with bubble noodles at any time, and one can go to the intensive care unit for three months after cooking and eating at home?" Tease me? ”

"Well......" Zhang Yichi pondered, "You said that I often eat instant noodles to avoid trouble, I agree, but it's unpredictable...... Didn't he say he was a good cook? I've been expecting him to show his hands. ”

Hearing this, Lezein's eyes widened and he looked at the unpredictable. Mo Ji coughed, pretending not to hear and looked around: "He? Cooking? Very good? This guy's mouth is as boundless as the sea, and you still believe him? ”

Zhang Yichi's face was expressionless......

Lyzer lowered his voice because he leaned over to Zhang Yichi, worried that there were other people in the store, and said: "A few months ago, the two of us decided to go to New York for seven days without taking a penny to "survive the challenge" for our seventeenth plan. We broke into a house, hung the head of the house, a fat man with unkempt brown hair, from a street lamp on Broadway Avenue, and planned to survive in his home for seven days.

Unfortunately, on the third day, it was terminated because of indigestion and abdominal pain, and I stayed in the hospital for four days. This is the reason why the program was terminated and I got sick. ”

Lezein pointed at Mojim dissatisfiedly, and Mojio whistled, but he didn't look at Lezein.

"I pride myself on being a great cook, but I tend to make disgusting things that smell like castrated dog poop with rotting cockroach carcasses!" "The most hateful thing is that he often uses "I like to challenge difficult dishes that I have never done, so I always fail" to cover up his poor cooking skills. ”

"Don't expose me again." Mo Ji was actually a little embarrassed when he was said, "Don't force me to shake out your affairs." ”

"Humph!"

"Cut!"

The two of them twisted their heads to the side again, ignoring the other.

"......" Zhang Yichi was eating dumplings silently, and he couldn't understand that he was obviously a person with a very good relationship, but nine CDs of daily exchanges were quarrels.

After eating, Zhang Yichi checked out. The library is gone, and he doesn't plan to look for a job for the time being, after all, he has to enter the reincarnation world once a week for life and death trials, and he doesn't plan to work in the real world and becomes more tired. There is also some money stored on the card, which can keep him from going out to work and spend normally for about a year.

However, it can't help but regret that under Zhang Yichi's beautiful calculations, he just missed the extremely unstable person of Moji.

He thought about it, today is only Wednesday, and he will enter the park at midnight on Sunday, so he still has to find something to do in the past few days, such as taking these two people around the city, basically to wear out time.

As soon as he put forward this opinion, Mo Ji and Lezein actually said in unison: I refuse.

As for the reason...... They said they were going to take advantage of these few days to get Super Mario through the game. Zhang Yichi, who knows a lot about unpredictable, is skeptical......

Back home, as soon as Zhang Yichi sat on the sofa, Mo Ji and Lezein sneaked into the bedroom, not knowing what they were plotting. Originally, Zhang Yichi didn't plan to go in to join in the fun, but he vaguely heard the sound of tearing paper inside, and he was slightly uneasy, so he finally chose to go over and knock on the door.

At this time, there was an even more chaotic sound in the bedroom, as if someone was cleaning up something.

"Open the door." Zhang Yichi felt that the two of them were hiding something from him, perhaps doing something like a car chase in the city and robbing the entire financial street.

"There's no one in there."

The sound of cleaning up inside was incessant, mixed with Lezer's defenses as if he were mentally retarded......

“……”

Zhang Yichi waited for about two minutes before the door opened, and behind the door was a panting Lezein, who was not much different from usual, with a flat and unpredictable face.

"You ...... What are you doing......" Zhang Yichi couldn't help but have a little strange guess.

"Hmm...... In the discussion of how much the president of country M will affect the price of rice. Lezein thought for 0.5 seconds before explaining.

"Well, you've been playing me like a fool." Zhang Yichi squeezed in, "What big things are you planning?" ”

Mo Ji pushed back, and his body blocked in front of Zhang Yichi: "Actually, I really didn't do anything." ”

"Holy!" Mo Ji was talking, Zhang Yichi suddenly saw the messy bookshelf, he pushed Mo Ji away, strode forward, pulled out his favorite book, and found that the inside had been torn off, and he didn't know where the paper was now, "I'll just say!" I hear you tearing paper! What else is the price of rice, what does the price of rice have to do with the president of country M?! ”

"Tell me what to do." Unpredictable put the mess in the hands of Lezein.

"We're stacking planes." "So I tore a few ......."

"Stack? Fly? Machine?! Zhang Yichi asked loudly, "You can ask me to borrow paper, but you have torn up all the paper in this book!" No way! How did this book also be torn up?! Ahh And this one! No way! Tell me again, you're stacking planes, believe it or not, I'm going to kill you! ”

……

"Well, that's the way it is." Lezein and Mo Ji sat on the sofa and explained the ins and outs of the matter.

"So...... "Zhang Yichi suppressed his anger, "is it because you want to use these papers to fold paper boats?" I don't think this reason is much different from folding the plane, if you continue to cheat, then you have to leave. ”

Mo and Lezein glanced at each other.

Lezein sighed: "Okay, okay, I originally wanted the two of us to do it, but after all, that monster appeared in D City, and it definitely needs your help."

This time I came to country Z to find the unpredictable, not to reminisce about the past, but to have one thing. ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to log in to the Reincarnation forum, and there was a post that had been turned countless times directly into his eyes.

[Clown Lesser died, and the old reincarnator fell again! ] 】

After reading this sentence, Zhang Yichi looked at the living Lezein in front of him again: "The clown returns to his soul?" ”