The recipe for the little mermaid bean has been expanded again, and now Hao Ren can basically guess this pattern: a qiē bamboo and wood fiber...... Read the latest and most complete novels

After the little guy was as happy as he was eating chopsticks, Hao Ren immediately ran to the basement to find a few sticks of wood and came back, sawed them into small pieces and cleaned them up and tried to feed them to Doudou, but the result was that the little guy was now soaking in the water belly up like a ball, talking to himself while paddling with a happy little burp. She is obsessed with a qiē bamboo and wood fiber and the things that contain these fibers, chopsticks, wooden strips, pieces of paper, books, everything, to be honest, if it weren't for her mouth being too small to eat, I'm afraid she would even have to bite two bites on the TV cabinet. In fact, Doudou is already interested in the furniture at home that exudes the "aroma of food", and Hao Ren is currently guarding her from biting the table: the little one can start biting from the ridge of the table leg, where she will go down to the mouth......

Vivian was at the table and a little bat who had just come back from patrol to report a special "communication", she wrapped the little bat in a cloud of blood mist, floated it in front of her and slowly analyzed, the bat slowly melted in the blood mist like ink, and now only a shadow remained, Nangong May looked at this wonderful magic in amazement, and couldn't help but ask: "I heard that you share your senses directly with your own bats, why do you need them to come back to report the situation?" ”

"A lot of information can't be conveyed directly by sensory sharing, and I have limited energy to share it, and it's easy to overlook the minutiae of the past," Vivien dismantled a small bat and recycled it back into her own shadow. "Breaking down the memories of the little bats like this and reliving the scenes they have explored over and over again will sometimes reveal small details."

"And what are you doing now?" Hao Ren asked.

"This bat flies the farthest. I sent it to the northern suburbs, where we had the last fight with those two werewolves. Wasn't it burned to ruins by a lightning storm by Big Blue? I have seen traces of witchcraft in my vicinity. ”

Hao Ren was stunned: "Witchcraft? Do witchers still use witchcraft? ”

"They can do anything," Vivien nodded, "or to put it another way, most of the primitive superstitious forms on Earth now, such as exorcism, witchcraft, totem worship, and prayer for blessings and healing, the source of these activities is more or less related to the Demon Hunters, who taught these simple techniques to ordinary humans in the early days, so that ordinary people can barely fight in the face of weaker aliens, and these skills do not require magic and mental power. Instead, some materials that are available in nature can be mastered by ordinary people who do not have magical talents, so they were very popular in ancient times. Thousands of years ago, tribal shamans used chronic poisons and burned incense to protect their people in the dark, and their rituals were effective. It's just that with the passage of time, most of the aliens have been hunted down by the demon hunters to the point of extinction, and the remaining aliens have either degenerated, or simply lost their strength and become ordinary humans or alien beasts, and the various witchcraft that humans once relied on to protect themselves are useless. These techniques have been twisted from generation to generation, and now they have simply become a ridiculous farce - but in real witcher circles. Witchcraft is still a real thing, and it has been passed down to this day along with their various evil-destroying spells. ”

Itzax listened and casually commented, "These guys called witchers seem to be doing good deeds too. ”

"How can there be such a simple good guy and bad guy." Vivien shrugged, "In the big picture, they're 'good people' to humans. But to the aliens, they are villains at all times. ”

"Maybe it's because I'm from another world, and I don't have any preconceptions about the races in this world." Itzax scratched his barren scalp, "It's all alien to me. It's just that the stubbornness of those witchers bothers me. ”

"So the witcher has already shown the traces of the battle of that day," Hao Ren scratched his chin and smacked his lips, "Didn't you say that the traces of the scene have been cleaned up, and there is no natural force left, how can this still be revealed?" ”

"It is true that the forces of nature can be removed, but it is not natural for such a large area to be burned to the ground by a lightning storm for no apparent reason," Vivien tugged at the corners of her mouth, "I can guess what happened there with a little normal human logic, and now I just wonder how they found this place - the southern and northern suburbs are at opposite ends of the city, and we were careful not to leave traces that could be traced after the fight that day, what went wrong?" ”

Everyone was discussing business here, and Lily, who was lying on the sand watching TV, quit: "It's annoying, it's annoying, it's annoying, don't talk about these upsetting things at night, I'm still watching TV." ”

Vivien rolled her eyes, "Can't you go back to your house to see?" What a big deal this has happened, why don't you have a heart and lungs? ”

"It's deserted in my house, it's lively here," Lily muttered as she lay on the sand, then continued to shout while fluttering, "Oh, it's annoying, it's annoying......"

"Don't make a fuss," Hao Ren tapped on Lily's head, "let's get down to business here." ”

If this was before, Hao Ren would definitely not let the rented house make a fuss in the living room, but now he knows that he has a husky, so he naturally treats Lily with the same leniency and standard as a husky.

With a "bang", Doudou jumped out of his pot, and dragged Hao Ren's arm to make a posture to sleep, Hao Ren happened to be a little sleepy, and when he looked up and saw that it was already more than ten o'clock, he yawned: "Then I'll go back to sleep first, maybe there won't be any movement from the witcher tonight." ”

"Well," Vivien looked at with a smile, "just keep your spirits up, and I'll be on guard at night." ”

Hao Ren nodded, hugged the baby fish and walked towards the house, but just halfway through the walk, Doudou shouted, while calling and stretched out his hand to point in the direction of the coffee table, Hao Ren was stunned for a moment, and saw Nangong May holding the pot and catching up: "Take the child and her mother with you." ”

Hao Ren: "...... Let's not mention the child's mother?! ”

Nangong May had a narrow smile on her face, ignoring the expression on Hao Ren's face that was almost black: "Pick up half a pot of water in the pot, and let Doudou sleep in the pot at night, so that she won't pester you." You don't want to lie down all night in your clothes like last night, do you? ”

Hao Ren finally frowned when he heard this, this is the only good news - fortunately, the little mermaid is satisfied as long as she can sleep in the pot, if the little guy has to let Hao Ren hold her with his left hand and hold the pot with his right hand, then this day is really impossible!

Hao Ren took his daughter back to the house to sleep (look at the verb, end!). After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to put the little one on the writing desk far from the bed instead of on the bedside table: he didn't want to sleep until midnight when Doudou suddenly rolled over and splashed him with water. After putting the pot down, Hao Ren still felt that this thing was quite funny, he had been single for twenty-five years, and suddenly there was an extra girl - still a mermaid girl! You say how wonderful this thing is fate.

"Sleep honestly tonight, don't be pestering people like yesterday," Hao Ren lay in front of the desk, staring at Doudou who was also lying on the edge of the pot, and didn't care if the little guy could understand people's words, "Don't run around casually, call people if there is a situation." Also, don't jump on the ground to prevent someone from stepping on you. ”

"Hmm-ha," the little guy stretched out his hand and touched Hao Ren's nose, let out a long sound, and then swam nimbly around to the bottom of the pot and curled up to sleep, as if he really understood what Hao Ren had just told her.

Hao Ren looked at the little guy lying quietly at the bottom of the pot, and hesitated for a long time whether to close the lid of the pot - he was afraid that the little thing would jump out in the middle of the night and be stepped on. But after thinking about it for a long time, he remembered what it would be like if he woke up and found himself locked in a black, rumbling iron pot, so he didn't button the lid.

He put the number jù terminal on the edge of the pot: this thing doesn't sleep anyway, let it watch the child.

Outside, the night was getting darker.

The moon slowly rose to the middle of the sky, and slowly sank to one side, the streets were already empty, and the night roads in late autumn were deserted, bleak and silent, only the occasional barking of dogs came from afar, and it was the sleepless stray dogs who were passing information from afar.

Three hurried dog barks suddenly broke the silence of the night. (To be continued......)

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