Chapter 20 Just waiting to be blamed
I said. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" picked up the ring and shook it vigorously. "Don't stay in it all the time, can you come out and get some air? You don't feel annoyed with a broken virtual image projector every day. ”
He was answered with a clear thud.
"If you're still thinking about the robbery, can't I apologize?" Seeing that the other party's oil and salt do not enter the water and fire, let you say that I should not go out or not go out when you break the sky, Zhou You's voice this time brought out a trace of helplessness. "I said you shouldn't be so careful, I bowed my head and admitted that I was wrong, what do you want? Besides, even if you have to ask me to serve tea to make amends, you have to come out to do it, right? ”
This time, there was no sound of disdain, and it took a long time to spit out a note from the ring with a few crooked Chinese characters written on it.
- The ring doesn't react, like a real corpse.
"You're really—" Throwing the note aside, Zhou You shook the ring up and down again - if it weren't for the fact that this thing was as strong as hardened kryptonite, someone would have wanted to take a sledgehammer and hit it hard - anyway, it had been determined that this was a blind spot for surveillance, and no matter how much trouble it was, no one would find out. Please come out, we have a cute girl in this area~ A cute girl who is light and soft, but can't be pushed~"
"....... don't fool me with shoddy goods, although I don't go out all year round, I also know what the body of the guy who is following you is." In the face of the sound of temptation from the travels, the Arunians who could not survive were unmoved. "And don't want me to go out, and of course you don't want to come in, just say that—do you think I'll eat it a second time?"
"As for it? What the hell do you think I am? Shrugging helplessly, Zhou You finally gave up his plan to fool him out of the ring. And what about the things I'm telling you? Are you all set? “
After a moment of silence - the sound of rummaging in the ring kept coming - the Aerunians replied sullenly. "I only have two or three of the things you want, and most of them have expired for hundreds of years, and I don't guarantee that they will be effective..."
Hearing this, someone just smacked his lips, and his face did not show any disappointment, and he only continued to ask in a flat voice. "What's missing there? Can you tell me about that? ”
"Edmund grass rhizomes, dragon's birth, proton reconstruction, source element collection device......" The Irunians quickly reported a list. The strange things you mentioned are usually not stocked up, and even if I sometimes come across them, I don't think to keep one, so unfortunately there are none. ”
"That is....only one or two of the alternatives can be implemented?" After a quick mental count of the remaining items, someone's voice remained unwavering. "But with the resources you have, it should be enough."
He shook the ring again, prompting a pointless protest before he whispered to it. "As for the few things that have passed their expiration date, I remember that there are some maintenance methods that can restore their effects in a short period of time, so I can only ask you to do it a little more."
"Hey! I'm telling you, you don't have to make an inch! Lao Tzu—"
"Don't be in a hurry to get angry, originally, I didn't include you in the plan, even if it was that robbery, it was more venting than serious, otherwise I wouldn't have let you go like a joke." Zhou You's voice suddenly became extremely serious at this time. "But since you have joined, I also hope that you can do your best, after all, the evil god believers have completely surrounded this world, and we are also grasshoppers on a rope, if I can run, you can naturally run, I can't run..... I think after the evil god completely controls this world, how long can you hide in it? You know, from what I know about those crazy people, they have a policy of killing all aliens, and they will never leave anything alive. “
"....... well, I'll try." After a moment of silence, the one in the ring replied listlessly. "Come up here tonight and get it."
"Thank you very much." Putting the ring back in its place, Zhou You also swept the dust on it. "Thanks to you this time.,I'll introduce a few real cute girls to you when I get out.,Do you think? Carol pro? ”
The bronze ring, whose true name was finally called, lay silently in the center of a book, as if it were a real dead thing, with no one answering and no extra movements.
"Cut, what a guy who doesn't understand the amorous feelings." Beckoning Mo'er, who had been lying dormant on the bookshelf, came down, and squinted his eyes as he touched the smooth and supple fur that looked like the finest silk.
Then he jerked his head up and looked out the window at the sunlight - through the influence of the interdimensional spell, he could see exactly what was outside the house from anywhere in this scripture pavilion, and then muttered to himself. "There are seven days left, and it looks like it's time for the plan to be officially implemented."
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The daily life of the Daomen is boring.
It's very boring to say rather.
This sentence seems to have been said once... But that's exactly what happened
Let's put it this way, the life of an inner disciple is daily cultivation, visiting the Tao, listening to the Dharma, eating, drinking, and sleeping.
The life of the outer disciples may be a little richer, and every day is practice, visiting the Tao, listening to the Dharma, doing chores, eating, drinking, and sleeping.
Excluding the miscellaneous servants who don't even know whether they have human rights, at least most of the monks of the Cangyun Sect are like white-collar workers on the earth, living this pathetic life of repetition and repetition every day, without passion and without change.
But this is the so-called real cultivation of immortals.
――Of course, if there is an online writer on the earth who dares to write such a life of cultivating immortals that is close to the facts, although relying on the method of "Xiao Ming gets up, Xiao Ming goes up the mountain, Xiao Ming cultivates, Xiao Ming goes home, Xiao Ming sleeps" can at least 10,000 words a day, but Zhou You dares to guarantee that this author who vainly tries to become a human flesh typewriter will be sprayed by angry readers in less than three days, and the blood vessels will burst into the brain, and finally the book will definitely hit the street.
But that's just the way it is. What kind of treasure appreciation meeting, the underground black market, the place of trials, the evil sect attacking the Tu Sect, hunting demon beasts..... there are real, but with the outer disciples who have no sense of existence like Zhou You, no, it should be said that they have no sense of existence with the Cangyun Sect.
Mao's relationship is not there!
If you want to participate in the auction of the treasure fair, you have to provide proof of income, you have to pay a minimum deposit in the underground black market, and the place of trial must have enough cultivation and supernatural powers, otherwise the security guards guarding the entrance will not be allowed to enter, and they will notify the master of the sect to sneak you back - as for the evil sect and the demon beasts..... the former has been under the tireless crackdown of the official organization, and the latter....due to years of indiscriminate hunting and killing, the wild ones are too rare, as long as the news of their appearance is reported, to ensure that a group of red-eyed monks swarmed like stinky flies, and even the seniors above the age of the Yuan infant could often be seen shamelessly participating in it....
Therefore, a sect like Cangyun Sect, which is located in a remote area, has few personnel, and is weak in strength, and is not even enough to fight Taiping Fist every day, can only ..... can only pretend that it cannot see the fact that its sense of existence is weak, and nest in the Cangyun Mountain Range with the same name as the sect every day and every year, like an outdated antique clock, living an accurate and boring day.
The same goes for circumambulation.
But fortunately or unfortunately, he is different from those mediocre disciples and even traversers, he can shoulder the glorious mission of cannon fodder and death bearer for many years, and he came to this world with the identification belief that if he does not succeed, he will become a corpse, so his life must be magnificent - or rather.....
It must go through a thousand hardships and hardships, and it will definitely die for a lifetime.
So, on the sixth day of the sect where he came, a change came suddenly.
"What? You said Zhao Qingyu would come tonight?!! ”