After returning to the courtyard, Qin Ding thought that Uncle Ma would at least ask for some matters or explain some things to pay attention to, but Uncle Ma didn't say a word after that.

"Uncle, in the future, when I go to the Yin-Yang Pavilion to hand over this tape, do I go by myself, or do I need you to come with me every time?"

"Usually they take charge of themselves, and they don't need me. I'll just teach it."

"So, what's the password for that wooden door? Is there anything I need to pay attention to or what tricks do I have?"

Uncle Ma looked back and smiled meaningfully, there seemed to be subtle contempt in that smile, which made Qin Ding feel like a joke for a moment, and this feeling was only fleeting, but it made him feel a little strange to Uncle Ma.

"Don't have a cave in the world, it's a password, a suffix where you want to go, you can report the name and location, but ...... It's not that you can go wherever you want, that's permission.

For example, the Yin-Yang Pavilion, only the prefect and the master have this authority here, and the soul hunter can't enter."

Qin Ding didn't ask anything more, and Uncle Ma's attitude suddenly became a little indifferent, which made him feel strange.

"Xiao Qin, I'm leaving, come over in the evening and deliver food, you can find a time to take a bath later."

By the way, plug the door in the shower, don't blame me for not reminding you, there may always be a Soul Hunter coming to hand in the mission these days. If you happen to have a soul hunter, ask them to wait for me in the courtyard.

And also...... If you want to get out and about, don't go too far.

The weather is so good, you should go out and breathe."

"Got it, Uncle Ma."

Uncle Ma turned around and walked towards the wooden door again, and as soon as he reached the wooden door, he disappeared.

Qin Ding was surprised, Uncle Ma disappeared in front of the wall, without even touching the door, what kind of spell is this, it really looks like a ghost piercing the wall.

Uncle Ma's ability is more than that, hiding it is the most terrifying, so if Uncle Ma really has any intentions......

Qin Ding couldn't think about it anymore, a sense of anxiety surged in his heart, and his gaze inadvertently moved to the door.

He walked over in a few steps, wondering if he wanted to do another experiment, if there was still thunder to hack him, then Uncle Ma would definitely have a problem.

He reached out to knock on the door, but when his hand was about to touch the door, he felt a chill in his heart for no reason, and then he felt the hairs on his arms stand on end.

Qin Ding quickly withdrew his hand, and at the same time dispelled the idea of opening the door to experiment, a strong intuition made him feel as if something terrible was waiting for him on the other side of the door.

Qin Ding took a few steps back, trying to stay away from the gate, he didn't know why he had such a strong feeling, but he was afraid that he couldn't go out of this door, Uncle Ma might really be lying to him.

Qin Ding didn't dare to move, although he couldn't tell if it was dangerous to step out of this door, but his intuition was strong, so he decided that he wouldn't go out until he conveyed that his face was black.

Qin Ding didn't stay in the courtyard for long, he hurried back to the house, so far, the house is safe.

He looked at the table below, it was more than one o'clock in the afternoon, and he was not in the mood to take a bath, so he should take advantage of the free time to sleep for a while, and then wash when he got up.

Qin Ding bolted the door, anyway, it wasn't hot in the room at all, so it should be quite comfortable to take a nap.

Perhaps because of the lack of sleep for many days, he fell asleep not long after he lay down.

"簌簌簌簌...... Crash...... Streaming down...... Goo... Goo... Goo... Quiver... Streaming down...... Quiver... Whoa......

Qin Ding heard some strange noises, and he directly turned over and sat up.

Follow the voice, it came from a corner of the room.

Qin Ding was a little puzzled, this sound was like countless insects crawling, and it was like bouncing in water, which came from the stone water tank.

What's going on?

Qin Ding got out of bed and walked to the stone water tank in a few steps, the sound came from inside, but what could be in this water tank?

The sound of rustling came and went, and even boiled.

Qin Ding lifted the lid of the water tank, and was suddenly startled, only to see that it was densely packed with big whiskers

Living creatures.

And these creatures kept poking their whiskers up the edge of the stone jar inside, and the sound was these thick. Hard whiskers collide out.

Qin Ding's head buzzed, this thing is a shrimp, and it is a very big shrimp, it is the first time he has seen it, but these shrimps are squeezed together greasy, the green and black shrimp heads are still facing upwards, and the protruding black bean eyes are densely packed in twos and threes, looking very terrifying and disgusting.

Not only do these shrimp stretch out with their whiskers, but the shrimp feet on their abdomen kick quickly, scrambling to crawl out of the stone tank.

Qin Ding snapped the lid on.

Perhaps seeing the density of shrimp whiskers and shrimp feet, Qin Ding suddenly felt that there seemed to be a shrimp whisker scratching in his throat, which made his stomach cramp, and then he began to vomit out something with a wow.

The things that spit out seemed to be a little hard and a little slashing, and they fell to the ground with a clatter.

His throat and eyes were still gushing out, but Qin Ding found that what he spit out was actually a large stall of live small river shrimp.

Qin Ding's eyes widened instantly, the appearance of these shrimps was the kind that was swallowed raw at noon, densely crackling and jumping on the ground.

"Ahh

Qin Ding woke up suddenly, he didn't realize that he was dreaming, but the nausea in the dream made him can't help but retch a few times after waking up.

Tears flowed from his eyes, and he swallowed it with difficulty, only then did he realize that it was a dream.

Qin Ding thought to himself that this dream was broken, it must be caused by swallowing a small river shrimp raw, or maybe his stomach was really uncomfortable.

Because of the dream, there was a layer of sticky sweat on his body, and he could indeed smell something, so Qin Ding decided to take a bath.

Picking up the cup and drinking some water, and sobering up a bit, he walked over to the tank, opened the lid to the side, and looked inside.

The water inside is so clear that even the slightest impurities cannot be seen.

Qin Ding began to prepare the water distribution before taking a bath. He needs to scoop the cold water from the tank into the basin and pour it out, and when there is a small half of water left in the tank, he will pour all the hot water in the kettle so that the water temperature is just right.

After pouring back and forth, the water was ready, and the soap towel was placed on the edge of the jar.

Qin Ding took off his clothes, stepped on a low stool, and stood in the water tank with ease.

When he sat down in the water tank, he slipped his body down and out like last time, and the whole person was submerged in the water.

All his senses were wrapped in cold, and his hair was soaked, but suddenly a strong smell of alcohol resonated in his nostrils, which rushed to his brain.

Qin Ding stroked his face and sat up from the water, and wiped the water droplets on his face again.

Puzzled, he sniffed into the air, and there was no smell of alcohol.

Could it be that there is some hallucination?

Qin Ding remembered that he had swallowed drunken shrimp at noon, could it be the taste that came up from his stomach?

It should be like this, after all, he didn't breathe in the water, and the smell came from himself.

Qin Ding didn't think about it anymore, and sat down again, wanting to soak in the water for a while.

The comfortable temperature and the lightness of the water made his whole body feel relaxed, and as he enjoyed the moment, a piercing pain spread from his fingers like a bolt of lightning.

Qin Ding sighed and stood up from the water tank, because it was too sudden, his elbow also hit the wall of the tank indiscriminately, although it also hurt, but it was not at the same level as just now.

Qin Ding raised his hand in front of his eyes, and the pain just now came from the ring finger of his right hand. He had to figure out why it hurt so much, like salt sprinkled on a wound and wine to the marrow.

He frowned, his ring finger was cut by a sharp object on the beam yesterday, undoubtedly the sharp pain from the wound, but although the wound was a little deep, it would not hurt so much if it caught the water, not to mention that he had been in the water many times after that, and he almost didn't feel anything.

At this time, the wound did not hurt at all.

Qin Ding slowly sat back in the water again, feeling strange in his heart, but he said that he didn't want to put that hand into the water anymore, because the pain just now was like chopping off his finger.

In fact, Qin Ding was no longer in the mood to take a bath

The water in the water tank was also cold after such a toss, and he still felt a little cold, so he hastily put some soap on his body and washed it, and stepped out of the stone tank.

Changing into the clothes that had been washed by the paper man before, Qin Ding went to the toilet, and when he returned to the house, he lifted the lid and looked inside, the water inside was crystal clear, and it was back to the same as before.

Qin Ding felt that it was really worry-free, if the water temperature could be maintained all the time, it would be good to take a bath like this.

After taking a bath, he suddenly had nothing to do, and took out the paper with the spell written on it and memorized it silently again.

Now that he had memorized these spells, what was the use of memorizing them? In this old mansion, there can be no evil spirits, and he doesn't have any tokens.

He pondered in his heart, lay down on the bed again, and fell asleep again after a while.

When he woke up again, he found that the room was already dark, which meant that it was not too early.

He glanced at his watch, and it was already half past eight in the evening.

No, why hasn't Uncle Ma come to deliver the meal yet?

Although Qin Ding was a little strange, he was not hungry at all when he got to this point.

He got up and went to the toilet, and when he came back, there was a light in the room, and Uncle Ma was already sitting on a small stool waiting for him.

"It's late today, uncle."

Uncle Ma is still smiling.

"I had something to do today, I was almost too busy, are you hungry? Come, see what good food I have brought you."

Qin Ding looked at the small table, there was only one lunch box today, but there was still a bag of bulging things next to it, and to his surprise, there was also a bottle of liquor and a few bottles of beer on the table.

Uncle Ma said that he had already gone to unpack the plastic bag.

Qin Ding was a little curious, but also a little worried.

What is curious is that looking at Uncle Ma's posture, he must have brought something delicious in his excitement, but what I am worried about is that it is not strange and difficult to swallow.

Qin Ding also sat on the small stool, Uncle Ma had already opened the mouth of the plastic bag, and a strong smell of cumin barbecue wafted out, and he saw a large handful of iron skewers of mutton in the plastic bag.

This time it can ruin Qin Dingle, he hasn't eaten barbecue for at least two years.

In the past, his parents came back from work and took him to the barbecue city to satisfy his hunger, but after his parents had an accident, no one took him there.

"Uncle, why did you think of eating this?"

"To celebrate your first transcript as the master. Well, this one suits your appetite, right?"

Qin Ding couldn't wait to take out a string and stuff it into his mouth, if there were not so many doubts, Uncle Ma still seemed to be very good to himself.

I don't know why, Qin Ding suddenly felt a little guilty, and more tired, he really hoped that it would be better to just do this.

"Uncle."

"Huh?"

"Eat some too, we haven't eaten together yet."

Uncle Ma smiled faintly.

"Xiao Qin, can you drink? I think you have to drink wine when you eat skewers, and I don't know if you can drink white or beer, so I brought both."

"I can drink some beer, but not white."

Uncle Ma picked up a bottle of beer, and slammed his thumb at the cap of the bottle, which fell off with a snap, and a small amount of white mist erupted from the mouth of the bottle.

"You blow on the bottle."

Qin Ding took out a lamb skewer from the plastic bag and handed it to Uncle Ma, but Uncle Ma didn't take it.

"Xiao Qin, I don't eat barbecue, you can just eat it."

Qin Ding sighed, and was no longer polite, took a bite of the meat skewer, picked up the beer bottle and took a few bites.

The beer is really delicious, and it tastes even better with lamb skewers, so before a few clicks, a bottle has bottomed out.