One hundred and nineteenth, passed
No, they didn't go to Xiaoyangshan to shoot a video!
What are they for?
It's for ......, it's for ..........
Yang Zhao felt a slight pain in his head.
Brain pain?
Then she reacted and was overjoyed, she could actually feel the pain!
She could feel her head hurt!
She swallowed the pain, suppressed her joy, and continued to think about it.
Why did she go to Xiaoyang Mountain? What's on Xiaoyang Mountain?
Uncle Gongsun! Road signs!
Yang Zhao seemed to have been struck by lightning, and remembered the things that had been ignored.
They went to Xiaoyang Mountain for her Taoist sign!
She crossed!
She's real!
Now, she's building the foundation!
Rumble!
Consciousness returned to the body, Yang Zhao suddenly opened her eyes, and the light on the magic circle was put into her field of vision, so warm and bright.
After a long while, knowing that her chest hurt slightly, she remembered to breathe.
"Whew~~."
With a sigh of relief, she stumbled out of the room, everything around her was too cramped.
"Are you alright, guest?"
The night watchman in the store looked at her cautiously.
"How much?"
"You went in for two days and two nights this time, a total of fifty-two taels of silver."
Yang Zhao trembled and took out the Qiankun bag, paid the silver, and ran out of the big house quickly.
Until she opened the door and rushed outside, the open field soothed her tense spirit.
Looking up at the sky, even the huge planet became cute when it hit Yang Zhao's eyes.
The wind around her was chilling and blowing in her face.
For a moment, she even felt like tears welled up in her eyes.
She really felt alive, and the joy pumped out of her heart flooded her whole being.
It was still early in the morning, and the street was sparsely populated, so Yang Zhao walked home while laughing.
She hesitated for a moment when she stood at the door, and then she heard Shen Ruoyu's voice calling her inside.
"Why are you standing in the doorway? Why don't you come in? ”
Yang Zhao pushed open the gate and saw Shizu standing in the courtyard.
"Master ......"
Shen Ruoyu stared at Yang Zhao and said, "You came back a little late, did you meet the heart tribulation?" ”
"Seems to be." Yang Zhao was a little unconfident, she hadn't experienced it, so she wasn't sure.
"It's all over, congratulations on your successful foundation, you hurry back to the house to meditate and consolidate your cultivation!"
Shen Ruoyu admonished her, turned around and returned to her room.
It's a pity that she didn't want to enter the room, Yang Zhao endured her physical fear, dragged out a quilt from the house, and spread it on the ground in the yard.
She sat on the quilt with one leg and began to run the Three Qingzheng Yang Sutras.
The trickle of cuckoos in her body turned into a small river, flowing happily with a bang.
After a big week, she felt refreshed, turned back to her senses, and found that there was another sticky piece on her body.
Pinch the trick with one hand, and spit lightly on the lips.
"Net!"
The spell swept through the whole body, and the whole body instantly became dry.
Although it was a small spell, after reducing the spell to a single word, she actually succeeded in casting it.
This made her extremely happy, and he tried out the few small spells he commonly used one by one.
Sure enough, there were some cumbersome spells in the past, but now they can be easily cast.
And several offensive spells, such as water balls, fireballs, etc., are greatly powerful. It's just that the yard is narrow, and she doesn't dare to use it with all her might.
By the time she reacted, it was already dawn, and it was almost noon.
Shen Ruoyu stood next to her, watching her toss by herself there.
Yang Zhao was a little embarrassed.
"Master ......"
"It's noon, you go out for a good meal."
As soon as he said Yang Zhao, he felt that his stomach was already hungry.
She has successfully built a foundation, which is a great joy that keeps her away from the bone forging medicinal soup.
If it weren't for Shen Ruoyu who couldn't eat, she really wanted to invite her ancestor to go to the hotel to have a big meal and celebrate.
It's a pity, Yang Zhao made up his mind to inquire about what the ghosts can eat, and he didn't know if burning a pillar of incense would work.
While thinking wildly, Yang Zhao found a small restaurant, ordered half a table of dishes, and ate it.
Huanglonggang is located on the coast, and each restaurant has its own unique way of eating seafood.
For example, there is a dish in this restaurant that makes seafood into desserts.
The little second brother in the store strongly recommended this dish, but Yang Zhao couldn't wipe his face and ordered a point.
It looks like a sea snail, a sea rabbit or something like that, the internal organs are removed, it is slightly steamed, sprinkled with fruit sweet juice, and the chopsticks touch it, and it actually bounces.
These dishes are somewhat beyond her psychological scope, but it looks like many people on both sides are eating this dish, Yang Zhao
The first bite was weird, and she took another bite, and that was it. You can admit that it's delicious, but you also have to admit that it does have a bit of a strange taste.
She is a northerner, and the sweet taste of seafood is always a little unacceptable.
Knowing that half of the dishes on the table were finished, she didn't move the third bite of the dish.
When she paid the bill, the little second brother in the store looked at the remaining signature dish in their store and showed a surprised expression.
There were not a few bites of this dish, and the rest of them and the staff could eat it.