The recipe for the little mermaid bean has been expanded again, and now Hao Ren can basically guess this rule: all bamboo and wood fibers.After finding that the little guy was as happy as eating cardboard and eating chopsticks, Hao Ren immediately ran to the basement to find a few wooden sticks and came back, sawed them into small pieces and cleaned them up and tried to feed them to Doudou, the result is that the little guy is now soaking in the water belly facing the ground like a ball, and talking to himself while paddling with a happy little burp.She is addicted to all bamboo and wood fibers and things that contain these fibers, chopsticks, wooden strips, pieces of paper, books, everything, to be honest, if it weren't for her mouth being too small to eat, I'm afraid she would even have to bite two bites on the TV cabinet.In fact, Doudou is already interested in the furniture at home that exudes the "aroma of food", and Hao Ren is currently guarding her from biting the table: the little one can start biting from the ridge line of the table leg, where she will go down to the mouth......
Vivian was at the table and a little bat who had just come back from patrol to report a special "communication", she wrapped the little bat in a cloud of blood mist, floated it in front of her and slowly analyzed, the bat slowly melted in the blood mist like ink, and now only a shadow remained, Nangong May looked at this wonderful magic in amazement, and couldn't help but ask: "I heard that you share your senses directly with your own bats, why do you need them to come back to report the situation?"
”"A lot of information can't be conveyed directly by sensory sharing, and I have limited energy to share in the process, and some small things can easily be overlooked," Vivien dismantled a small bat and recycled it into a shadow back into her own shadow, "Splitting the memories of the little bats like this to relive the scenes they have explored over and over again, sometimes you will find some small details." ”"And what did you find?"
Hao Ren asked."
This bat flies the farthest, and I let it go to the northern suburbs, where the last time we fought with those two Eben werewolves, wasn't it burned to ruins by the blue big man with a lightning storm?
I found traces of witchcraft in the vicinity. ”Hao Ren was stunned: "Witchcraft?
Do witchers still use witchcraft?
”"They'll do anything," Vivien nodded, "or to put it another way."
Most of the primitive forms of superstition on Earth today, such as exorcism, witchcraft, totem worship, and prayer for blessings and healing, are more or less related to witchers, who taught these simple techniques to ordinary humans at a very early age.Allowing ordinary people to barely fight in the face of weaker aliens, these skills do not require magic and mental power, and are replaced by some materials that exist in nature, so that even ordinary people without magical talents can master them, so they were very popular in ancient times.Tribal shamans thousands of years ago protected their people in the dark by taking chronic poisons and burning incense.At that time, their rituals were indeed effective.It's just that with the passage of time, most of the aliens have been hunted down by the demon hunters to the point of extinction, and the remaining aliens have either degenerated, or simply lost their strength and become ordinary humans or alien beasts, and the various witchcraft that humans once relied on to protect themselves are useless.These techniques have been twisted from generation to generation, and now they have become a ridiculous farce - but in true witcher circles, witchcraft still exists, along with their various evil breaking spells. ”Itzax listened and casually commented, "These guys called witchers seem to be doing good deeds too. ”"How can there be such a simple good guy and bad guy."
Vivien shrugged, "In the big picture, they're 'good guys' to humans, but they're villains to aliens at all times. ”"Maybe it's because I'm from another world, and I don't have any prejudices about the races in this world," Izax scratched his stubble on his scalp, "I'm all alien, but the stubbornness of the witchers bothers me." ”"So the witchers have already found traces of the battle that day," Hao Ren scratched his chin and smacked his lips, "Didn't you say that the traces of the scene had been cleaned up?"
There was no supernatural power left, how could this still be discovered?
”"Supernatural forces can indeed be removed, but it's not natural for such a large area to be burned to slag by a lightning storm for no apparent reason."
Vivien tugged at the corners of her mouth, "With a little normal human logic, I can guess what happened there, now I just wonder how they found this place - the southern and northern suburbs are at opposite ends of the city, and we were careful not to leave traces that could be traced after the fight that day, what went wrong?"
”Everyone was discussing business here, and Lily, who was lying on the sofa watching TV, quit: "It's annoying, it's annoying, it's annoying."
Don't talk about these upsetting things at night, I'm still watching TV. ”Vivien rolled her eyes, "Can't you go back to your house to see?"
What a big deal this has happened, why don't you have a heart and lungs?
”"It's cold in my room, it's lively here," Lily muttered as she lay on the couch, then continued to shout while fluttering, "Oh, it's annoying, it's annoying......"
"Don't make a fuss," Hao Ren tapped on Lily's head, "Let's get down to business." ”If this was before, Hao Ren would definitely not let the rented house make a fuss in the living room, but now he knows that he has a husky, so he naturally treats Lily with the same leniency and standard as a husky.With a "bang", Doudou jumped out of his pot, and dragged Hao Ren's arm to make a posture to sleep, Hao Ren happened to be a little sleepy, and when he looked up and saw that it was already more than ten o'clock, he yawned: "Then I'll go back to sleep first, maybe there won't be any movement from the witcher tonight." ”"Well," Vivien looked at with a smile, "just keep your spirits up, and I'll be on guard at night." ”Hao Ren nodded, hugged the baby fish and walked towards the house, but just half of the way Doudou screamed, while calling and stretched out his hand to point to the direction of the coffee table, Hao Ren was stunned, and saw Nangong May holding a pot to catch up: "Take the child and her mother with you." ”Hao Ren: "......
Let's not mention the child's mother?!
”Nangong May had a narrow smile on her face, ignoring the expression on Hao Ren's face that was almost black: "Pick up half a pot of water in the pot, and let Doudou sleep in the pot at night, so that she won't pester you."
You don't want to lie down all night in your clothes like last night, do you?
”Hao Ren finally frowned when he heard this, this is the only good news - fortunately, the little mermaid is satisfied as long as she can sleep in the pot, if the little guy has to let Hao Ren hold her with her left hand and hold the pot with her right hand, then this day is really impossible!
Hao Ren took his daughter back to the house to sleep (look at the verb, end!).
）After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to put the little one on the writing desk far from the bed instead of on the bedside table: he didn't want to sleep until midnight when Doudou suddenly rolled over and splashed him with water.After putting the pot down, Hao Ren still felt that this thing was quite funny, he had been single for twenty-five years, and suddenly there was an extra girl - still a mermaid girl!
You say how wonderful this thing is fate."
Sleep honestly tonight, don't be pestering people like yesterday," Hao Ren lay in front of the desk, staring at Doudou who was also lying on the edge of the pot, and didn't care if the little guy could understand people's words, "Don't run around casually, call people if there is a situation."
Also, don't jump on the ground to prevent someone from stepping on you. ”"Hmm-ha," the little guy stretched out his hand and touched Hao Ren's nose, let out a long sound, and then swam nimbly around to the bottom of the pot and curled up to sleep, as if he really understood what Hao Ren had just told her.Hao Ren looked at the little guy lying quietly at the bottom of the pot, and hesitated for a long time whether to close the lid of the pot - he was afraid that the little thing would jump out in the middle of the night and be stepped on.But after thinking about it for a long time, he remembered what it would be like to wake up and find himself locked in a black rumbling iron pot, so he didn't button the lid.He put the computer on the edge of the pot: this thing doesn't sleep anyway, let it watch the kids.Outside, the night was getting darker.The moon slowly rose to the middle of the sky, and slowly sank to one side, the streets were already empty, and the night roads in late autumn were deserted, bleak and silent, only the occasional barking of dogs came from afar, and it was the sleepless stray dogs who were passing information from afar.Three hurried dog barks suddenly broke the silence of the night.
(To be continued.) )