Chapter Seventy-One: Brewing
"Don't your kid's eyes be so sensual, okay? I got goosebumps. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”
Bodhi Zi said angrily, closed his eyes and meditated, and no longer paid attention to the two of them.
Now that the plan has been decided, the three of them decided to continue to catch up on sleep in the morning and recharge their energy to cope with a fierce battle in the evening.
Bodhi Zi rolled left and right on the sofa, and he didn't feel sleepy, so he got up and knocked on Murong Cao's door.
"Squeak—"
The door next to him opened, and Yang Muqing stood at the door with a bloodless face, looking at him silently.
"What's the matter?"
Bodhi Zi shook his head and confirmed that he hadn't knocked on the wrong door, but since Yang Muqing asked, he answered.
"Oh, I want to remind her not to forget my bed, and the Grim Reaper doll."
"Then I suggest you stop knocking, knock again, and there will be nothing."
Yang Muqing's tone was free, Bodhi Zi still knew how to observe words and feelings, and knew that this was not a threat, but a fact.
"Oh."
After confirming that Bodhi Zi was back on the sofa and lying down obediently, Yang Muqing closed the door.
A mosquito swirls above Bodhi's eyes.
"Mosquito, mosquito, my apprentice has entered the magic barrier, what should I do with this beautiful snake?"
He muttered to himself, his eyes sincere, as if the mosquitoes that kept spinning in circles would give him some answer.
When Yang Muqing woke up, he found that the sun was no longer in the middle, he was taken aback, and bounced up from the bed, he remembered that he had clearly set an alarm clock at twelve o'clock, and looking at the current sky, it was at least after two o'clock in the afternoon.
He packed up and pushed the door out, and found that Murong Cao and Bodhi Zi were actually leaning their heads against their heads, whispering something.
Perhaps, he didn't wake up, just wandered in a dream......
"Are you awake?"
Murong Cao turned his head and gave him a big smile, looking like he was in a mood.
"I just received a text message from Xie Hua, he has already done it, and it is really reliable."
"What are you doing?"
"I'm doing the specific division of labor at night, Bodhizi is in charge of the Demon Suppression Array, you are in charge of the old witch's safety, and I am in charge of guarding the door, which is perfect."
Murong Cao looked proud.
"You're guarding the door? Or don't go. ”
Yang Muqing was suspicious of Murong Cao's thin arms and legs.
"It's not my Murong Cao's style to be lively, I'm ready for everything!"
Murong Cao opened the drawer of the table, and there were four or five large locks lying inside.
"This can always hold the door, right? Wizards are human beings, not ghosts or demons, and they don't have the ability to break into the door by force. ”
Yang Muqing stroked his forehead and glanced at Bodhizi: "Did you tell her that she could keep the door with these few broken locks?" ”
"I didn't say anything, it was her own division of labor, and I only had the right to obey the distribution."
Bodhi was immediately wiped out.
"That's what you told her that wizard who can control wish-eating can't even break walls?"
Yang Muqing's face darkened.
"It's your boss's IQ problem, how can you blame me for not saying it?"
Bodhi Zi muttered in a gloomy voice.
"Okay, I'm not guarding the door, just just stay and watch you subdue demons and eliminate demons." Murong Cao's enthusiasm was hit all of a sudden, "I ordered takeout at noon, your meal is in the kitchen, I'll help you heat it." ”
"Ah Cao, I'll discuss with you, how about you don't go this time?"
Yang Muqing grabbed her with one hand and sighed imperceptibly.
"No, I have something to say to the old witch, and I promise I won't get you in trouble."
Murong Cao knocked his hand off and walked to the kitchen humming a small tune.
Yang Muqing smiled bitterly in her heart, she didn't cause trouble? There is a wish to eat, and to him, she is a big problem in itself.
I don't know if that food wish has any other abilities, in case Bodhi Zi can't control the scene, he may have to fall into that nightmare again.
"What are you worried about? Worried I won't be able to handle a little devil? Bodhi sneered.
Yang Muqing has been with him for several years, and he won't fail to see that when Yang Muqing shows a timid look, he either has no confidence in himself or has no confidence in the people around him.
"When this matter is over, I want to learn something from you again, will you teach me?"
Yang Muqing knew that he had always been a half-bucket of water, but he didn't feel anything before, but now he felt more and more inconvenient.
"That's exactly what I mean." Bodhizi still has some treasures in his heart, his only apprentice, he knows his temperament, and it is better to kill him directly if he teaches another one, and he promised that the old man's mantle could not be broken in his hands.
Naturally, he never told Yang Muqing about these, one of them taught casually, the other learned casually, and they could barely get along.
"While your mana is still there, can you heal my wounds first? I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it later. ”
Yang Muqing's character of refusing to ask for help, although he was facing his master, still felt that this sentence was difficult to say, and he held it for a long time before saying it.
Bodhi smiled, noncommittal, and reached for his shirt.
"What are you doing?"
Murong Cao, who was holding rice in one hand and chicken legs in the other, came over at some point and looked at them with puzzled eyes.
"Heal."
Yang Muqing replied calmly.
Bodhi's face turned red and his hands trembled, but he pulled the placket of his shirt open and covered the wound on his chest with his palm.
A trace of black qi burst out from the wound on Yang Muqing's chest, and fine sweat began to break out on Bodhizi's forehead.
When he removed his hand, Murong Cao saw that although the wound had not completely healed, it seemed to be fine.
Xie Hua didn't do anything serious today, first sneaked into Yu Li's office like a nobody, put the letter Murong Cao gave him on her desk, and then began to stare at Yu Li's every move, intentionally or unintentionally.
Yu Li has been his top boss for so long, he can see her emotions at a glance, although she still looks very calm after coming out of the office, but her eyes are obviously out of her mind, even the name of her colleague is wrong when training people, and she was going to have a summary meeting in the afternoon, but she didn't mention it as if she forgot - this is completely impossible in normal times.
"Did you say the old witch was a little out of order today?"
Xie Hua's chat avatar on the computer desktop flashed.
A little red rabbit is Qi Ling, obviously she handled a data wrongly, but it was another colleague who was called in and scolded, forced by Yu Li's usual obscenity, the colleague who was wrongly reprimanded didn't dare to say a word, but couldn't help crying when he went out, which made Qi Ling very embarrassed.
"Menopause, normal."
He replied happily.
"Ah, it's that one floating outside the window again!"
Qi Ling quickly replied.
There was a muffled gasp in the office, one after another.
Xie Hua looked out the window, and sure enough, he saw the paper money that came and went without a trace.
I don't know if it's his delusion, today's paper money is unprecedentedly dense and ruthless, like a swan's grand chant before death.