PS: Poor Road is back!! It's really tiring to travel!! His poor meow was deceived out!! What about a good food tour!! Nima actually dragged the poor road to Zhangjiajie to climb the mountain! And the hotel on the hill where he meows is too bad!! Poor Dao knows that the restaurants in the general scenic spot are pits, but because there are only a few poor roads on the mountain, he endures it, and he also recognizes the 88 poor roads on the menu, but he can't be so pitted!! (Lift the coffee table).

Nima's poor point is obviously a braised lion's head!! He actually meowed a plate of steamed pork on the poor road!! it!! What about teriyaki?!!! The lion's head was not put in the oil and rolled over the poor road, and the whole thing is a meat lump and the poor road is also acceptable, but!! Where is the word braised on his meow's menu, the soul is faint!!! He meowed directly and said that it was good to steam the lion's head!!

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Night had fallen, and the crooked moon hung high in the sky, and the bright moonlight sprinkled down, but it could not penetrate the layers of Motegi in the forest.

The night in the Forest of Magic was as quiet as ever, even mixed with a hint of gloom, and the faint light that flickered in the depths of the dark woods made people think that a terrible monster would pounce on it and kill it in the next moment.

Originally, not many humans dared to enter or even approach the Forest of Magic, and the spores floating in the air in the Forest of Magic were enough to make vulnerable humans sick or even die, except for a few humans with power, people stayed away from it.

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Now, the silence of the forest was shattered, and a gentle footstep was slowly sounding, constantly stimulating the nerves of some creatures lurking in the darkness, but they only let out a faint cry and turned to run.

Ashmida stretched out his hand to remove the branches that stood in front of his face, and he was slightly distressed to find that because he had either lived in the Lost House or the Sunflower Field for the past few years, he had not taken care of it for a long time, and the path he had opened up was overgrown with weeds at the moment, and the branches of the trees on both sides of the road stretched out almost to cover the path tightly, and Ashmida had to take a little effort to move the branches away and fix them to prevent them from continuing to grow towards the center of the road.

"Alas! ~" After finishing a qiē, Ashmida sighed, he suddenly felt a little inexplicably sad, the mansion he built seemed to have been forgotten by himself over the years, if it weren't for the anger he made today because of the Yakumo Zi he provoked, he was embarrassed to go back to the lost house, and became a little nowhere to go, although the sun flower field is a good place, Yuxiang is definitely very welcome. But if he does this, he has the feeling that his husband and wife will go to the mistress for comfort after a quarrel??!

“！！” As soon as he thought of the junior, Ashimida came back to his senses violently, shook his head violently, and threw out the ridiculous thoughts in his mind, Youxiang is also his lover, his wife, not a junior!

"Huh??" As he walked, Ashmida suddenly noticed that there were other buildings not far ahead, which was a delicate bungalow, although it was slightly old because it had not been inhabited for a while, and even the signboard was crooked, and the handwriting on the signboard was blurred, and the words "fog and rain" could only be vaguely seen.

"It's the tomboy's house." Ashmida walked quickly to the front of the western-style building, slightly emotional. Although he knew that the eldest lady of the Misty Rain family was practicing in the Forest of Magic in order to be a magician, and opened a magic shop, he didn't expect it to be opened near his mansion.

Ashmida remembered that he had been grinning since he was a child, doing things in a hurry, and his face was full of energy and bright smiles all day long, and the bell when he was a child was completely two extremes, one cold and one hot, and the two personalities were so contrasting but they became good friends. Every time that tomboy messes around, he will pull the bell, although the bell is reluctant on the surface, but in the end he still messes around with him, making the world a chicken and a dog jumping.

A few years ago, after Suzu succeeded her as a Hakurei shrine maiden, the combination of the two became even more frustrating. At that time, the combination of magic envoy + Hakurei witch made many monsters and even big monsters in Gensokyo frightened, and the girl from Morisa provided fire coverage support, and then Suzume smiled and stepped forward with an old fist to beat all those troubled monsters.

"However, when the tomboy grew up, he became a gentle wife and mother, and Suzu became so smug............ 'Ashmida couldn't help but hold his forehead when he thought of meeting Morisa and her family in the world some time ago, the difference is too great!! It's not magic!!

"Is there really something wrong with the old man's education policy?!" Ashmida was a little disappointed, but then he threw this thought out of his head, it was too late to say anything, the children had grown up, and he didn't plan to accept any more disciples in the future, so why did he worry about this kind of thing. Ashmida cheered up and walked quickly towards his mansion, but when he remembered that the mansion had not been inhabited for a long time, it was estimated that it was already covered with dust, and the house should be dirty and messy, and he must need to clean it up when he got there. As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Hmmm??!" Suddenly, in Ashmida's perception, he found that there were other breaths in his mansion, and the breaths were very familiar.

"Click~~~"

"Little Love?" Holding the door with both hands, Ashmida pushed the two heavy doors open, and shouted strangely to the figure who hurried to the gate because he heard the noise.

"Uncle ?!!"

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in the living room.

"So that's the case, thank you so much, I love you, and mention the old man to take care of this place when the old man is away." Ashmida sat on a comfortable cushion, holding a cup of tea, and thanked Alice, who was sitting across from her, with gratitude.

"It's nothing, I just want to do my uncle a little favor......" The cold and steady voice is the characteristic of Alice's voice, and people in the world think that she is very arrogant and dare not approach because of Alice's cold appearance when she speaks, in fact, Alice just doesn't like to express her emotions so obviously, she is actually very easy to approach.

"Sure enough, it's still Xiao Ai who makes the old man worry the most, if only Ling and Mei Hong could restrain that big grin a little, and learn from Xiao Ai." Ashmida reached out and stroked Alice's little head gently, praising it incessantly.

"Where, where..." Alice lowered her head slightly, her originally beautiful neck and ears had now turned a faint red, and her lowered face was like a fire. In order to change such a shameful situation, she asked softly, "Why did Uncle come back suddenly?" ”

"Uh............"

“……？”

Alice could feel the big hand on her head stiffen.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

She raised her head slightly, her eyes as blue as the sky full of banter and a hint of deeply buried resentment.

Ashmida has a headache, how can he explain it?? It seems that if you explain it directly, you are suspected of teaching bad children.,But if you have to make up an excuse or something, it won't work.,What should I do??

"Okay, okay, Xiao Ai, your uncle and your aunt have a little bit of an awkward quarrel." After thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't come up with any good words, so Ashmida tapped Alice's little head lightly and said with some self-defeat.

"I don't admit that Yakumo Purple ............ that guy" Hearing Ashmida's words, Alice was a little upset, she didn't like this kind of attitude towards wayward children.

"Don't talk about that." With a bitter face, Ashmida waved his hand again and again, signaling not to continue the topic. Then he got up from the cushion, the embarrassment and distress on his face all faded, he straightened up and stretched, the corners of his mouth curved a faint arc, and said to Alice with a smile: "Uncle hasn't eaten now, does Xiaoai want to eat together?" ”

"Hmm." Alice nodded slightly, a bright smile blooming on her cold little face.