Chengxin and the two finished plucking the longer duck feathers, and then took out a little straw left over from last year, and gave the duck who sacrificed himself for Chengxin, and did a fire therapy to completely remove some fluff.

After that, it is a big unloading of eight pieces, put it in a large antimony pot that has already been boiled, and simmer it, and by the way, shoot two pieces of old ginger.

Because it is placed on a small charcoal stove. Don't worry about him, just let him simmer on low heat, and you may have to add some water halfway.

After doing this, Chengxin also got up and prepared to go out, he hadn't returned to his hometown for a long time, so he had to go out for a walk.

After walking around, it's not this milk, that master, it's this uncle, that aunt.

Anyway, whoever Chengxin knew, he said hello to others.

After walking around, Chengxin returned to the old house, and there were no people who were too close to him in the village.

The old man's generation, 3 brothers and two sisters, and the two elder brothers went out at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and I don't know if it was a war or something wrong.

As for the sisters, they are all married, so there is no one too close in the village.

As for my father's brothers, they all moved out, three brothers and one brother, who either work in the same town or are in the city.

The whole family, Chengxin's generation is not married, one is Chengxin, and the other is an uncle's family, 18 years old, should still be in the second year of high school, right?

As for the eldest sister of the uncle's family, she has long been married, and the children are all in high school, and the cousin of the fifth uncle's family is also married, and she works in the factory in the town, and the children are also in elementary school.

There is still a cousin of the sixth uncle's family, who is also married, and the child is about to enter elementary school.

In the evening, Chengxin and his grandmother sat in the main house to eat, and in the evening, they had a soup, a cabbage, a pickled pepper duck offal, and an old duck soup.

You have to pay attention to this thing when drinking duck soup, this thing has a layer of oil on it, he doesn't smoke, and Chengxin has not been burned less when he was a child.

Child, when I saw that this duck soup was not smoking, it was just a mouthful, hehe, it was sour, only those who were scalded knew it.

I had dinner in the evening and chatted with my grandmother for a while, basically chatting about family life, girlfriends and something.

The TV is still received by that kind of satellite.,Referred to as the pot lid.,I can watch a few messy stations.,After watching it for a while.,Chengxin went to sleep.。

In the middle of the night, the whole village was silent, except for the occasional chirping of insects and birds, or a few dogs barking.

In the room where Chengxin slept, Chengxin had a tattoo on his chest that no one else could see.

If you can see it, then you will find out what light the tattoo absorbs, and all this, Chengxin doesn't know.

For several days, Chengxin ate, shopped, ate, slept at night and visited the village during the day.

Grandma was very happy to see Chengxin with him, the old man, he likes to have children or grandchildren with him.

One night, Chengxin was woken up in the middle of the night, and when he opened his eyes, his scalp immediately went numb.

I saw that he was covered with a quilt on his stomach, and his chest was exposed, and then. There was a tattoo on his chest, and many small colorful dots of light were submerged in the tattoo.

This frightened Cheng Xin sweating profusely, and immediately got up and turned on the light.

After looking at it for a while, Chengxin calmed down, because he felt that this tattoo was very familiar, and it was not good if he was not familiar with it.

This, this thing seems to be the jade net bottle placed on the coffee table before the crossing?

This, this, what's this, what's going on in your chest?

Cheng Xin thought about it carefully, and then recalled that scene, he flew higher and higher, and then the bottle flew towards him, and then he flew into the sky, and then there was a crack, and he didn't know anything.

I thought it was a dream, but now that I think about it, is this how I came here? What is that crack? Time tunnel? Wormholes? Spatial rifts?

After thinking about it for a long time, Chengxin didn't want to think about it anymore, and looked at the tattoo intently.

How did this bottle become a tattoo? Can you get him out?

Do you want a spell or what?

"Bottles, bottles, coming out?

Cheng Xin read it quietly, but there was no movement.

"Open the sesame door?

"Amitabha?

Useless.

"Amen, God forbid?

Still useless.

！！！ How can this get him out? Thought?

But you won't?

Chengxin thinks about it, thinks about it, thinks about it, can't this bottle come out?

stared at the tattoo-like bottle and thought about it,

Unexpectedly, a miracle happened, and suddenly, the pattern on the chest in Chengxin's hand glowed, and the bottle slowly came out of the tattoo.

When the bottle came out, the tattoo on the chest was gone.

Looking at the bottle suspended in his chest, driven by curiosity, Chengxin slowly reached out towards the bottle.

There was no special circumstance, and the bottle was honestly caught by Chengxin.

What the hell is this? Is it really the jade bottle of Sister Guanyin in mythology?

Cheng Xin carefully took a large number of bottles, took them in his hand and looked left and right, and then shook them.

This shake made a problem, Chengxin shook the bottle, feeling as if there was something inside.

Something? How can there be something? When I took it back, I looked at it on the coffee table for a while, and when I looked at the bottom of the bottle, nothing came out.

Chengxin took the mobile phone he was putting on the side, turned on his own flashlight, and shone it into the mouth of the bottle.

Through the mouth of the bottle with that little thumb, Chengxin saw the water.

"Water?

"How can there be water in it?

"Could it be, could it be that there is some kind of spiritual fluid in this?

It's no wonder that Cheng Xin thinks about it this way, this thing is rotten in the novels of the later generations, so Cheng Xin thought about it for the first time.

Is it or isn't? Why don't you try it, do an experiment with Ah Huang, or go to the old man's field to water the vegetables?

But after a while, Chengxin dismissed this idea.

Nima, it's not dawn yet, why do you want to do so much? Sleep at dawn.

Uh, but how do you get this thing back? Come back? Get back? Cheng Xin thought about it in his head, but there was no reaction.

Close, as Cheng Xin's head thought like this, the bottle disappeared, and then a pair of bottle tattoos appeared on Cheng Xin's chest that only he could see.

Then Chengxin recycled and put it back and forth several times, but there was no problem, and he tried on the clothes twice, and the result was no problem.

In the end, Cheng Xin put the jade net bottle, the name he gave himself, put the jade net bottle back, and then prepared to sleep for a while, and after dawn, find something to try by himself.

But after lying down, Chengxin's head was full of all kinds of thoughts, and these thoughts kept lingering in his brain.

So, Jue, I can't sleep, I can't sleep after tossing and turning in bed all the time, and as soon as I close my eyes, all kinds of thoughts come out.

Waited until dawn, grandma got up to cook pig food, Chengxin couldn't fall asleep, so he simply didn't sleep, put on clothes or something, Chengxin went out of the bedroom.