There were only two people left at the table, Zhao Jiayuan and Bai Min'er, neither of them was talking, and the scene was very embarrassing.

"Uh, that, I went ghost hunting last night." It was Zhao Jiayuan who broke the calm first, and said.

"Who wants to know what you did last night?" Bai Min'er was still not salty, she was no longer looking at Zhao Jiayuan, fiddling with chopsticks in her hand.

Zhao Jiayuan was choked again, and just wanted to get up and leave, but Bai Min'er took the lead.

"I've finished eating, you clean up the table and wash the dishes and chopsticks, this is also a small punishment for you not saying goodbye last night." After Bai Min'er finished speaking, she also walked upstairs, leaving Zhao Jiayuan with a beautiful back.

"Why do you want me to wash the dishes, it's not what I eat, I don't know how to clean it up after eating, how can anyone dare to marry you."

This is what Zhao Jiayuan thought in his heart, he really wanted to say it, but he didn't say it, first, it was indeed what he did wrong last night, which made them worried, and second, if he really said it, he really didn't know what he would be damaged by Bai Min'er.

Seeing the back of Bai Min'er who disappeared on the stairs, Zhao Jiayuan stood up and said, "Okay, okay, I'll clean up, I don't know how to clean up after eating, curse you to get fatter and fatter, and never find a boyfriend." ”

"Ahh Bai Min'er, who had just opened the door, sneezed, she rubbed her small nose, "Who is thinking about me this early in the morning, it must be some handsome guy." ”

After saying that, he walked into the room.

Zhao Jiayuan quickly cleaned up the table and washed the dishes and chopsticks.

Then he walked into his room.

When Zhao Jiayuan woke up, it was already afternoon, and he slept in the dark, and Zhao Jiayuan woke up in good spirits.

This time, the ghost who subdued Li Fugui did not appear to increase his spirit as before, and the pleasure of suddenly increasing his spirit did not appear.

Zhao Jiayuan also kept thinking about this on the way back, and he didn't think much about it, just thinking that maybe it was a coincidence.

When I walked down the stairs, I didn't see Old Man Bai, and I didn't know if he was in his room or out to run errands.

I walked up the stairs again, came to the outside of Mr. Bai's room and knocked on the door, but there was no response, and when I came to Bai Min'er's room, I knocked on the door, but there was no response.

Why isn't this girl here, it's afternoon now, and I'm already hungry, Bai Min'er will definitely cook if she is here.

Zhao Jiayuan knew that although Bai Min'er was usually fierce to him, he only said so, but he actually took care of Zhao Jiayuan.

Helplessly, Zhao Jiayuan went down the stairs again, touched his stomach, and walked into the kitchen, wanting to find something to eat.

The kitchen is still as clean as new, only the refrigerator will have food, but Zhao Jiayuan really doesn't want to go to the refrigerator to find food, which makes him think of the meat he saw that day.

A manly man, he is not even afraid of ghosts, are you still afraid of these, Zhao Jiayuan gave himself courage in his heart.

Walking to the side of the refrigerator, there was a paper slip posted outside the refrigerator door, Zhao Jiayuan privately signed a paper note, which said, "There is food in the refrigerator, eat it hot, I will go out with my grandfather to do something, I can come back tomorrow, I will ask for more blessings, don't be starved to death." ”

The font is very handsome, it turns out that this Bai Min'er is not only beautiful, but also so beautiful that the words written are so beautiful that people can't bear to destroy it.

Zhao Jiayuan casually put the paper stick in his pocket, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, this girl is still good to herself, but she has a hard mouth.

Zhao Jiayuan shook his head and stretched out his hand to open the door of the refrigerator, but when he immediately touched the door of the refrigerator, he stopped.

You can't be lying to me, Zhao Jiayuan thought to himself.

But then I thought about it, if it was just a meal, I wondered if Bai Min'er was too immoral.

Without thinking about it, Zhao Jiayuan opened the door of the refrigerator, and there was no raw meat, offal or anything like that, and the top layer was the meal, wrapped in plastic wrap.

There are shredded potatoes with green peppers, spicy bamboo shoots, garlic sprouts, eggs, and a fried lotus root.

There are still four dishes, and they are all full, and they have not been touched.

Bai Min'er was really afraid that she would be hungry, so she did a little more.

When Zhao Jiayuan saw this, he was very moved, he didn't expect Bai Min'er to think so much about himself, in his imagination, at most, it was leftovers.

For a young man from the countryside, he doesn't care too much, because he has already regarded the grandchildren of Old Man Bai as his relatives.

Just imagine, if you come back very late and haven't eaten dinner yet, will you dislike the food your parents left for you, the answer is definitely no, and the same is true for Zhao Jiayuan.

With a sour nose, Zhao Jiayuan's eyes were red, since he was a child, except for his parents and grandparents who were so good to him, no one had ever been so good to him.

This is especially true when he goes to college, and no one else cares about him, and now Zhao Jiayuan feels that he has another warm home, and he really feels very lucky.

Heating the food in the pot, Zhao Jiayuan ate quietly and deliciously, and Bai Min'er's craftsmanship is really speechless, the condiments of the meal are just right, and it is very delicious.

This meal was arguably the happiest meal I've had out of the house in the past three years, and despite being alone, everything was enough.

Put the unfinished meal back in the refrigerator, this is his own dinner, maybe tomorrow's lunch, because he is not sure when Old Man Bai and Bai Min'er will come back.

Full of wine and food, Zhao Jiayuan touched his stomach, burped happily, and walked into his room, there is nothing now, he needs to study and study the "wordless heavenly book".

Time flies, when Zhao Jiayuan felt that his eyes were sore, and his hands and feet were very tired because of the corresponding spell, he stopped all movements.

He felt that his spirit had increased a lot, and his current level was at the Taoist stage according to what Old Man Bai told him, that is to say, it was the same level as the evil ghost.

He knew from the bracelet that cultivating spells could increase his essence and spirit, and another way was to get up in the morning, meditate and absorb the purest air of the day, draw from it, and transform it into his own essence and spirit.

From the beginning of Zhao Jiayuan's contact with the "Wordless Heavenly Book" to the time he subdued the ghost baby, he felt that there was one more thing in his mind, a very small and transparent ball.

At the time, he didn't pay attention to it, only to find out afterwards, and now he feels that the ball is obviously a little bigger.

This is a good thing, Zhao Jiayuan doesn't know what this thing is, but he feels that this transparent ball is very remarkable, and it takes some time to study it.

He also asked Su Su, but Su Su didn't know what was going on, because the cultivator's essence was full of energy, and the more saturated and pure the essence, the higher the level.

It was already completely dark outside, and it was pitch black inside because the lights were not on.

I really don't know how I practiced spells in this darkness, and Zhao Jiayuan was also very puzzled in his heart.

He opened it casually, and Zhao Jiayuan, who was swaying by the dazzling incandescent light, had a pain in his eyes, and simply adapted to it, and then slowly opened his eyes.

It was already ten o'clock now, and when I entered the house, I looked at the time, and it was only less than four o'clock, and more than six hours had passed since I saw it, but I was immersed in cultivation and forgot the time.

After hastily eating dinner, lying on the bed, waiting for tomorrow to come, he began to officially cultivate his essence and spirit. (To be continued)