With this treasure here, I can restore countless recipes!" "The characteristics of this soul stone are really super practical!

She worked hard for a long time, only to find that Yan Saburo was a little absent-minded.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

The young man pulled out the necklace from his chest: "Strange, this time the wooden bell didn't respond." ”

She didn't care: "What reaction do you want?"

"The Hidden Remnants are invasive species, not from this realm. Yan Saburo has always felt strange, "It stands to reason that when Liao Qingsong appeared, the wooden bell should have a hint. "That's when he's going to be more vigilant too.

However, it didn't.

Heaven is constant, and the wooden bell has hints for people, things, and things that destroy the balance, and gives tasks and rewards. The hidden remnants have entered the world chaotically, Yan Saburo has not met him before, how long has he been facing each other now, why did the wooden bell quietly not prompt at all?

Zhuang Nanjia is like this, and Liao Qingsong is also like this.

Chitose thought about it, but didn't take it to heart: "The principle of this broken bell to the task is unknown, and it's useless to speculate on your own." "If the wooden bell was made, then its creator didn't want the user to understand the trigger mechanism.

Perhaps, the principle is vague to effectively prevent cheating, right?

Yan Saburo also mentioned it in passing, knowing that there was probably no answer to this question.

Chitose covered his mouth and yawned, "Haven't you slept yet?" "Last night, I took advantage of King Wei's wedding to arrest Si Wenrui, and tonight I came to arrest Liao Qingsong, and Yan Xiaosan is about to become a nocturnal animal.

"Here it goes. After two thrilling nights in a row, he finally solved the problem of his henchmen, and Yan Saburo also felt that he could have a good rest for half a day.

But he stretched his waist, and suddenly stepped on something soft under his feet:

"Horn!"

Judging by the touch, by the sound, by the smell...... He lifted his boots and looked at them, and secretly said badly.

He actually stepped on shit.

But he thought in a blink of an eye that the cook's yellow dog had been driven by Liao Qingsong last night and jumped to a place where it never usually went, so it was not surprising that it had left some traces along the way.

Chitose also saw it, and jumped seven feet away with his nose covered: "Oh, disgusting!

Yan Saburo laughed: "What if I step on it again after a while?"

"How could it be so unlucky...... Oh!" Chitose reacted and rolled her eyes, "Fukusuko, you're going to start running out of bad luck?"

She silently calculated that from last night to tonight, Yan Xiaosan had used Fushengzi for nine hours. Now that the lamp golem has been removed, his good fortune has come to an end, and it is time to turn from prosperity to decline.

I just don't know how bad luck is this time.

"Perhaps. Yan Saburo knew very well what she was thinking, "I only used it for one day, and the mold will not die, don't worry." ”

Si Wenrui used it for more than ten days, and the end was death, and the opposite effect of removing Fushengzi depended on the frequency and duration, and Yan Saburo didn't think that he would be unlucky.

Therefore, he walked back to the sleeping spring house to change his boots and clothes, and fell asleep upside down, not caring too much.

......

Yan Saburo slept late and woke up late, and this sleep actually arrived at the hour, an hour later than usual.

And he forgot to close the window.

The white cat sneakily wandered outside the window for a moment, and a small sparrow caught and released, and his eyes were full of hesitation, but he still sneaked into Yan Saburo's room.

It jumped to Yan Saburo's pillow and saw that his face was a little flushed and his breathing was a little short.

The cat rubbed its furry head against its master's face, but he did not wake up, so he became bold, and walked around the bed, and found a small bag bulging under the thin quilt, like a tent.

What is this? I've never seen it before.

Qianqian patted it curiously, and found that it could be patted, and Yan Saburo also sighed softly.

It thought about it, and simply got under the thin quilt.

The cat crawled on the boy's lower belly and found something strange, much larger than the dried fish he loved to eat. It stretched out its claws and flicked it twice, and it was hard and elastic.

Can you eat it?

Yan Saburo had a good dream.

In the dream, there were soft words and fire-like enthusiasm, but the woman's face was covered with a layer of mist, which made him unable to see clearly.

But this time it's different.

This time she smiled lightly, her eyes brightened, and suddenly she hugged his neck and approached.

The haze in front of him quickly dissipated, and he was about to see her face clearly.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp tingling.

Although the pain is not severe, it is very abrupt and the area is also very fatal.

The most terrifying thing is that a lot of white soft hairs suddenly grow on the smooth skin of the beautiful woman in the dream......

"Ahh

Without thinking, he lifted the thin quilt and saw that the white cat was playing happily in a posture of holding the ball, and stretched out his leg and kicked twice.

"Chitose!" the boy finally couldn't help but scream, grabbing the soft flesh on the back of the cat's neck and lifting it up.

Its eyes were clear and innocent.

However, after touching the fire-breathing eyes of her master, Qianqian finally knew that she was in trouble, and she didn't dare to struggle, curling up like a ball.

Chitose's voice rang out, as lazy as waking up: "What are you yelling about, disturbing people's dreams early in the morning?"

She's sleeping, too.

Yan Saburo's body was still very nervous and couldn't relax. He quickly grabbed the quilt and put it back on his waist, and sat up on his knees to cover up.

"It's time to get up. He tried to calm his breath, "It's dawn. ”

"I don't have to exercise in the morning!" "The sun rises and she sleeps, isn't this the law of iron?"

"It's fine. He put the cat back on the bed and patted it on the head, "Get out, I'm going to wash." ”

He's uncomfortable!

What kind of nerves does the stinky boy have early in the morning? The cat shook her head helplessly, "I'll wait for you in the study." With that, he jumped out of bed and ran away with a puff of smoke.

Yan Saburo knew what she meant, and she went to sleep in the study.

He calmed down for half an hour, and his body was finally released from combat readiness.

The boy didn't notice that the cat was hiding in the canopy in the distance, staring at him through the gaps in the leaves.

Is Qianqian a ......?

Chitose thought, uh-huh, well done!

After washing up, it's time for breakfast.

Yan Saburo has an amazing amount of exercise, and he can't eat fritters with a bowl of white porridge like ordinary people. Huang He confessed that the kitchen prepared a large pot of soft and flowering millet porridge for him, five fried fried fritters that were crispy and crispy, as well as six tea eggs, seven green onion rolls, five white-flour steamed buns bigger than a person's palm, and a few exquisite side dishes.

"What's wrong with Huang Da?" With such a sweet millet porridge, Yan Saburo can drink most of the bowl in one go.

"I went to Tianfu Tower with Xiaocui this morning. ”

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