Hearing the suggestion made by the sister-in-law, Uncle Mu was obviously a little surprised, but Uncle He was very happy and said with great interest:

Okay, okay, Xiaosheng hasn't studied with Mr. Yue for a few days. Uncle Mu continued: I haven't seen Yue'er so happy for a long time, and stopping is really the pearl of her palm.

I don't know why my sister-in-law is happy, but I can feel that she is because of me.

Maybe I behaved when I was explaining the corpse today. It's the activity that my sister-in-law said, what is the competition with Uncle He? I'm curious, waiting to feast my eyes.

The sister-in-law comfortably picked up the red wine glass, sipped the wine inside, and smiled without saying a word.

Uncle He said to Yu Jia: Don't clean up the dining table yet, you go and prepare the basement, and then there is something for you to do.

Yu Jia didn't say much, nodded, bowed to us and went downstairs, and after about twenty minutes, Yu Jia came back to inform us that the basement was ready.

Uncle Mu smiled and said, this Yue'er is too, if you want to come out, you want to go to the basement again.

The sister-in-law smiled and didn't speak, took a sip of the wine in the glass, the three of them got up and went downstairs, I followed them downstairs, came to the first floor, and couldn't help but be stunned by what I saw in front of me.

Fang Cai Yujia came downstairs, and had already put down and locked the roller shutter door outside, and the door of the store had been closed.

The lighting in the store is a very simple small spotlight, with a round ceiling lamp in the center, and there is no extra decoration.

At this time, I was surprised that under the round ceiling lamp I saw when I came into the store before, that is, in the middle of the first floor, one meter above the ground, there was a spherical object about one meter in diameter, golden and slightly reddish, which was between an entity and a spirit, and it seemed to be real and illusory.

Walking in, this "ball" is composed of countless translucent neuron-like things, each of which resembles a neuron is suspended independently, grouped together to present the shape of a sphere, and each neuron will have a slight offset when suspended.

When two neurons collide together, small golden-red sparks will flash, and the entire sphere is composed of countless neurons, and they are constantly colliding with each other, constantly flashing golden-red sparks, making the entire sphere show golden-red light.

I was so surprised that I couldn't help myself, and walked towards this "sphere", and couldn't help but stretch out my hand to touch it, and I heard a majestic voice say: Doll, don't touch it.

My outstretched hand stopped, and looked in the direction of my sister-in-law with some confusion, the voice just now was not Uncle Mu's, nor Uncle He's, let alone my sister-in-law's, so, where did this voice come from?

Could it be that there is someone else here on the first floor? My sister-in-law also heard the voice and turned her face to see that I was looking at her, and she turned back when she was walking to the side, and said:

Oh, you old man, don't treat my child well when you meet for the first time, and scare her. If the child wants to touch you, you let her touch it, what are you afraid of an old man, will you have a piece of meat for our children to touch you? Besides, if you're worried about the premise of having less meat, you have to have meat too, come, let my aunt and grandmother be happy.

The sister-in-law came closer, stretched out her index finger, and scratched the neurons on the surface of the big ball a few times, the neurons were stimulated, writhing faster, colliding and flashing bright sparks, and the voice just now sounded again:

Oh, I said you woman, do you have anything to say, why do you do it? On the one hand, the sparks shining on the surface of the sphere became brighter.

The sister-in-law said: Old man, will you think I will do it again? When I first met, how many times did I not poke you one day? How many new ways have I developed you, how many new poses have I unlocked, and you have forgotten? Come on, stop, you try too.

After that, my sister-in-law said to me: I'll teach you, this old man is fun, you have to do this, follow me. Kneading, pinching, flicking, poking, masturbating, scratching......

I happily played with my sister-in-law, and the voice that was very majestic just now immediately began to tease me with a wolf howl:

Shangxian spares his life, I don't dare anymore, oops, flirting with the old man of the good family, I hope the relevant departments can manage it, the old man has a heart attack, and he loses money.

I didn't pull and talk a lot of words, my sister-in-law and I ignored him, and the ball was very bright at this time, and the whole room was illuminated as day.

The touch of this ball is a bit like the wind, I can feel it, but there is no substance, when I touch it cold, and a little numb, as if there is an extremely weak current passing through, the more I play, the more happy I am, laughing and giggling, my sister-in-law is also very happy, saying:

It's fun, this old man pokes it up and decompresses, and I feel very good every time I poke it.

We had fun in the fancy begging for mercy of the ball, and we didn't notice that Kuroto Yujia secretly pulled Uncle He's shirt.

Uncle He was also smiling at us playing with him, but when he saw Yu Jia looking at his eyes asking for help, he quickly nodded and shouted at us: Okay, okay, let's play in the future, we have something to do in the basement.

The sister-in-law promised: Well, just come. Don't forget to pinch the ball twice before leaving the talking orb, we continued to walk towards the northeast corner of the house.

I asked my sister-in-law, what is this ball? My sister-in-law said: You are stupid, it is a ceiling lamp, you see how bright it is.

I said, "Sister-in-law, how can this ceiling lamp still speak?"

My sister-in-law said: Of course the ceiling lamp can speak, don't you see it so bright?

I said, "Sister-in-law, does Liang have anything to do with being able to talk?"

My sister-in-law said: Of course there is, because it is bright, so it is a ceiling lamp? Are there any ceiling lamps that can't speak?

I:...... Doesn't your ceiling lamp not speak?

The sister-in-law said: You bear child, of course my family can't speak, and my family has a ceiling lamp.

I was moved by my sister-in-law's logic and was grateful, and said, "Auntie, what did you just say?"

My sister-in-law said, "You can call it an ink ball."

I then asked, "Auntie, where did Uncle He get this ink ball?"

My sister-in-law said: It was downloaded by your Uncle He.

I think my sister-in-law is fooling me, but I also ask casually, and my sister-in-law and I often communicate unconsciously, enjoying the happiness of simple poor mouth.

So I didn't care, I just wanted to pull on the next question, Uncle He saw that I didn't believe it, and told me seriously: What your sister-in-law said is true, and the ink ball is really downloaded by me.

I was about to say something, we had already walked to the northeast corner of the room, and after standing still, Kuroto Yuka stepped forward, and I looked carefully on the ground, guessing which floor tile the entrance to the basement was hidden in.

Unexpectedly, Kuroto Yujia did not bend down, but raised her head to look at the ceiling, raised her left arm, and operated a watch-like thing on her wrist.

After a click, a one-meter-square opening opened in the ceiling, slowly protruding from the sloping staircase. Looking up, above the stairs, the lights were bright.

I'll go, I said okay to go to the basement!? The entrance is actually on the ceiling?!