During this time, Jiang Zhaonian tried his best to reglue the broken tea set and barely sew the cloth products in the house.Although it is impossible to return to the same in any case, at least, leave them with a decent place.…… also leave yourself a bit of dignity before leaving.Jiang Zhaonian sat on the sofa with a heavy face, as if waiting for a trial.Just hearing the mage coming down the stairs made his body tremble.Unaware of this, the mage walked to the dining room and poured himself a cup of hot tea.Jiang Zhaonian's gaze followed him closely.The mage leaned back in his chair, exhaled soothingly, and pressed his temples: "The sleeping brain is muddy. ”Jiang Zhaonian thought to himself, it would be great if he was really confused......
Then he saw the mage lift the handle of the teacup.Detached from the teacup, taking only the handle of a piece of broken porcelain.When the tea met the gap, it poured out in an instant, and soon the whole plate was gone, and the table was everywhere.Jiang Zhaonian covered his eyes in despair.Mage:......
He looked down at the mess in front of him, and his brain was still a little dull when he had just woken up.The water slowly spread, drop by drop, and fell off the table.Only then did the mage react.He cast a magic spell to evaporate the water, put down the lonely cup handle, and looked at Jiang Zhaonian, who had a weak face: "......
What's going on?
”"That's the case......
Jiang Zhaonian slowly squeezed out an explanation, he couldn't wait for a while, and then delay for a while, until the mage was too lazy to ask about it, "I had some friendly exchanges with the honorable little hacker.That is, there may be a little misunderstanding in the middle......
Anyway, that's it in the end.There are also sofas and kitchens......
I'm sorry for making a mess of it. ”He moved his feet, retracted tightly, and buried his head deeply.The mage exhaled and closed his eyes.He frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose, and finally waved his hand to get up from the dining table: "Forget it, let's go to the studio and prepare." ”Jiang Zhaonian was a little surprised that Mr.
Master actually let go of the mess of the destruction of his home.He quickly stood up: "You better eat something first, I cooked the soup and the cake was baked."
I'll take care of the preparations, uh......
Don't worry, this kind of accident won't happen this time......"
As he spoke, Jiang Zhaonian's heart became weak again, and his voice couldn't help but be a little weaker.Without saying anything, the mage agreed to his arrangement.…… The furniture was replaced with new ones, the mess was magically cleaned by the mage, and everything was back to normal, as if nothing had happened.And the mage said that he didn't care, so he really never mentioned those things to Jiang Zhaonian again.Jiang Zhaonian breathed a sigh of relief and felt even more embarrassed, but at the same time, he couldn't help but become more curious about the mage.What does the mage care about and what doesn't he care about?
His mood and mood are always randomly shifted, making people unable to understand the patterns, sometimes even the same thing, but the mage will show two attitudes at different times.What kind of perspective is he looking at many things in life?
Jiang Zhaonian couldn't guess him, and this enigmatic feeling sometimes became a barrier between people, and at other times it was completely opposite, the beginning of temptation and approach.Especially when Jiang Zhao came to this new world at the beginning of the year, he was tied to his side by the mage.It can be said that his understanding of this new world has been built around the mage until now.He is such a unique and meaningful being.
&&Since the Master woke up, Jiang Zhaonian has taken care of the Master's daily life.It's not just out of the mentality of making up for other people's houses, Jiang Zhaonian used to live this kind of life day and night, but he traveled to this place after his sudden death, which left a psychological shadow on him.From that day when he discovered the true working state of the mage, Jiang Zhaonian felt that it would not work like this.But Jiang Zhaonian himself has experienced it, and he knows very well the mentality of a person who is dead.Don't expect them to change if you reason with them, only the people you live with influence him, remind him, and use coercive means when necessary, so that they can work and rest on time and live like this regularly.Therefore, Jiang Zhaonian would take care of the mage's diet and daily life, and at the same time, he would also take a tough attitude to make him stop working.If the mage doesn't listen, Jiang Zhaonian will kidnap his precious materials to blackmail the mage into going to rest.Whenever this happens, the mage will frown and say, "The wings are stiff, and you dare to threaten me?"
”Or hateful and angry: "I shouldn't have let you into my studio!"
”And Jiang Zhaonian will say: "It's useless to say anything now, can you sleep?"
”Each time it ended in a compromise on the part of the mage.Of course, verbally he would not admit it.He just squinted his eyes with a cold face and stared at Jiang Zhaonian, and after a while, he either sneered sarcastically, or snorted coldly with pretended disdain, and then took off his burqa gloves heavily, and stepped on his steps extremely loudly while his posture was extremely calm and indifferent, as if he just slammed the door with a push.…… Doesn't that seem like a good life?
The life of clothes and food and mouth opening has corroded people's minds, and the mage gradually adapted to the rhythm of Jiang Zhaonian's life.This morning, as always, he cleaned himself up refreshed, and spontaneously sat down at the dining table, holding his head and looking in the direction of the kitchen, waiting for Jiang Zhaonian to feed.However, in a daze, the mage suddenly realized that his series of movements were terrifying, and it had almost become a habit.His gaze couldn't help but condense, falling to the intersection of the patterns on the tablecloth.The mage pondered for a moment, his relaxed expression gradually disappeared, and his expression gradually became cold.He got up from the dining table and went into the kitchen to take a piece of dry and cold scones at random, leaving a faint sentence: "You can eat it yourself." ”He turned around and walked out of the kitchen door.Jiang Zhaonian, who was busy with his work, was stunned for a moment, watched his back leave, suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly picked up today's bottle of fresh milk: "Then you drink some milk, how can you just eat dry noodle cakes?"
”The mage did not speak, nor did he look back, but nibbled on the bread and turned to ......
Walking in the attic?
Jiang Zhaonian looked at the back of the mage, a little stunned.What's going on today, the studio isn't going?
The mage gnawed at randomly, almost choking into it.By the time we got to the attic, the bread had already been eaten.He took a key from his bosom and opened the small door that had been locked.Because of the angle, it's hard to see behind the door downstairs.The mage's figure disappeared into the chaotic light that filtered through the attic.It had become the locked, mysterious little door again.Jiang Zhaonian gradually frowned, revealing a puzzled look.…… Jiang Zhaonian just thought that something had happened that day and the mage was in a bad mood, but that day was just the beginning, and after that, the mage kept being strange.The mage went up to the attic twice later, but did not go again, and continued to soak himself in the studio all day long, as usual.It's not like it used to be day and night.The mage no longer needs Jiang Zhaonian's supervision and urging, he can maintain a regular routine and no longer refuse to eat with Jiang Zhaonian like he did that day.Jiang Zhaonian can still enter his studio as usual and act as an assistant by his side.But......
There is no longer the same distance as before.Everything seems to have gone back to the beginning, and it is not even as good as when they first met.All the communication and interaction have become so cold and alienated.Jiang Zhaonian was secretly a little aggrieved, not knowing what he had done wrong.However, the mage's attitude towards him was not leaky, leaving no entry point for questioning at all.Jiang Zhaonian couldn't stand his resentful state, and he almost got used to the attitude of the mage again.But at this time, things took a new turn.The opportunity was that Xiao Hei disappeared inexplicably that day.Even on snowy days, Xiao Hei would often slip out of the mage's courtyard, disappear for a while, and then sneak back quietly, shamelessly pretending that nothing had happened, and continuing to seek refuge.In addition, Xiao Hei rarely appeared in front of him to harass him recently, so at the beginning, Jiang Zhaonian didn't pay attention to the fact that it disappeared again.Of course, if he notices, it is also a welcome attitude.But when Jiang Zhaonian was cleaning up the living room alone, he suddenly heard a meow meow sound, accompanied by the sound of claws scratching the plank, and he couldn't do it in a hurry.Jiang Zhaonian was stunned for a moment, turned his ears to listen carefully, and finally confirmed.The voice......
Looks like it's coming from upstairs?
Jiang Zhaonian held his breath nervously, as if he heard the bewitching voice of "that secret" in his ears.Come and see me?
Just open this door......
It's a good opportunity, above board, and even if it is discovered by the mage, there is a perfect excuse to make it.…… Go?
Jiang Zhaonian looked in the direction of the attic and unconsciously clenched the broom in his hand.Chapter 9 Xiao Hei's voice gradually became irritable, Jiang Zhaonian took a deep breath, and he looked at the door, where Mr.
Mage was still in the studio.So......
Anyway, there was a lock on the door, so I just went to make sure the cat wasn't inside.Jiang Zhaonian thought so, step by step, and stepped on the stairs leading to the attic.The closer you get to the attic, the clearer you can hear the sound.Jiang Zhaonian stopped in front of the door, gently put his hand on the doorknob, and turned slightly.The door was locked, and the mage was strict about his secrecy.Jiang Zhaonian stopped his movements, leaned his ear to the door and listened.He slowly squatted down, held his fingers against the door, and said softly, "Xiao Hei, are you inside?"
”His gaze fell on the very narrow crack in the door below, and his mind swelled."
What are you doing?"
The cold voice suddenly sounded, Jiang Zhaonian was startled, turned around, and saw the mage standing at the door of the room, looking up at him.He turned against the light, and the look on his face was not clear.Jiang Zhaonian's heart was beating fast, and he immediately stood up from the ground with a broom: "I'll come to see if Xiao Hei is inside." ”Step by step, the mage stepped up: "This is not where you should be. ”"I just heard ......"
"You must have heard those fools talking nonsense," the mage said first, "You don't believe those foolish words, but I advise you to do your own thing, and leave the rest alone." ”Jiang Zhaonian knew that he should have apologized in silence, and then left, no longer mentioning the matter, no longer curious about the attic, just as the mage hoped, quietly and quietly until the end of winter, when spring came, and then left in peace.But I don't know what kind of power is churning in the body, stirring people's hearts up.He didn't want to endure that emotion anymore.Jiang Zhaonian pursed his lower lip restrainedly, but he still couldn't press the nameless fire.He glared: "You can't talk properly?"
No, they just didn't want me in.I didn't want to do anything, if it weren't for that stinky cat trapped inside, who wouldn't have come up!
Who wants to hold you accountable for that bit of secret?
”Then I added in my heart in a whisper, no, in fact, I want to ......
The mage exhaled lightly and slowly twisted his eyebrows: "What kind of attitude do you have?"
”Jiang Zhaonian simply slammed the broom to the ground: "What kind of attitude do I have, isn't my attitude good enough?"
I took the books you asked me to memorize seriously, I did the things I asked me to do, and I took the initiative to do the work that I didn't let me do, am I not qualified enough to be a 'slave'?
Even if you talk coldly, now you have to teach me a lesson now.I kind of understand, it's all because my hands are too long, I do too much, and I get in the way of 'you' 'idle business' and it's annoying, right?
”Xiao Hei heard their familiar voice at the other end of the door, and he was so anxious that he scratched the door and quickened the rhythm again, almost cutting out the wood flowers of the door.It's a pity that no one is paying attention to it now.The mage was squeezed out of his teeth by Jiang Zhaonian's angry laughter: "Can you endure it?"
You are very capable.Asked you to find materials, you haven't found them all so far, it's okay to quarrel with me.I see that you don't have the consciousness of a slave, you can't wait to be my uncle!
”"If you want to say this, I have something to say, so it's not that you yourself won't let me out?!"
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Jiang Zhao kicked on the handrail of the stairs angrily, looked up and glared at him, "I think I'm slow, you are repairing your ice sculpture, how many days you have been motionless for a few days, it is like a wall, are you interested, urging me is the same as the real thing."
It's great that you can fix it now, I can't complete the task, I can do whatever I want, no matter what punishment and lesson my nosy slave receives, isn't it just what you want?
”Jiang Zhaonian's speech was so fast and his firepower was so fast that the mage's expression was blank for a moment, and he couldn't keep up with his rhythm in time.And Jiang Zhaonian also came back to his taste as he spoke.Yes, when he first issued the task, he said that he must hand in the materials before the time limit, otherwise it seems that something terrible will happen.The problem is that after letting go of the cruel words, the ice sculpture is thrown there and never cares.The time limit will never come.Jiang Zhaonian showed a suspicious look.Quiet admonitions, pretended awkward approvals, and anger that tried to hide it......
The details of the day before yesterday have resurfaced in memory, and even in the past few days of the "Cold War", there are traces to follow if you think about it carefully.Xiao Hei disappeared from his eyes, and when he thought about it, there were mage's movements inside.He is consciously helping them both avoid conflict.Jiang Zhaonian suddenly felt that he had grasped the weakness of the mage.He couldn't help but tilt his head, raised his chin slightly, with a little offensive smugness in his eyes, and glared at the mage: "Say, why don't you go and repair your ice sculpture, is there still a lack of materials for the great demon mage?"
Hey, if you let others be nosy, you must be a person who rarely cares about other people's affairs.You said that you repair your props, what does it have to do with me not completing the task, huh?
”The mage was defenseless, and after Jiang Zhaonian finished speaking, he really showed a look of embarrassment.He opened his mouth, not knowing where to start.But after only a moment of hesitation, the mage's expression regained his composure and distance: "You are really self-inflicted, you can cultivate whenever I want, what does it have to do with a slave." ”Jiang Zhaonian's mind still drifted in his memory, and he quickly captured another forgotten detail: the bottle of milk that had brought him a shadow in the first place.At that time, I was uncomfortable, and I didn't take this too seriously.But now that I think about it, how could it be just right, no more, no less, that bottle of milk completely replenished his physical strength and life?
Jiang Zhaonian took advantage of the victory to pursue, and his voice was fast: "Then do you care if your slaves drink milk or not, whether they have physical strength, and whether they die outside?"
”The mage said angrily, "Who cares if you drink it or not, it's because I don't like to drink milk!"
”After saying that, as if he felt that the same reason as this schoolboy was unconvincing, the mage tilted his head and closed his eyes in annoyance.When he turned back again, he had regained his composure, and repeated it in a serious tone, as if to emphasize that there was nothing false about what he said: "I mean really, I hate milk.Otherwise, why do you think I gave you this?
”"As for the rest, huh."
The mage hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly, "As a slave, don't be self-inflicted, otherwise the master's family will be very troubled." ”Jiang Zhaonian didn't know if what the mage said about milk was the truth, but it didn't matter anymore.Through contemplation.Jiang Zhaonian has gradually sobered up from his emotions.He didn't want to continue to stand here stupidly, and quarreled with this childish ghost schoolboy in the accompaniment of the little black scratching the door.Jiang Zhaonian picked up the broom that fell to the ground, slapped it on the ground and rubbed it, combing the messy broom hair: "Okay, since the slave owner who has never been nosy is so troubled, I won't make people disgusted in front of him, so I will go and kill the work that has not been completed so that the slave owner is still obsessed."
There are still ten frost flowers left, and twenty void ghosts, right?
Look, I remember it all the time. ”The mage was silent, pursed his lips heavily, and craned his neck to watch Jiang Zhaonian's figure leave.The meow of Xiao Hei in his ears gradually became hoarse, and he turned a deaf ear and stared at Jiang Zhaonian's back dissatisfied.Finally, when Jiang Zhaonian was about to leave the house, the mage angrily followed.He grabbed Jiang Zhaonian's wrist and said angrily: "I think I said that you are not allowed to go out on a snowy day." ”Jiang Zhaonian stopped, looked back at him, and did not speak.The two looked at each other for a moment, and finally, the mage compromised first.He lowered his voice slightly, looked at Jiang Zhaonian, and softened his tone: "Don't go out." ”Jiang Zhaonian wanted to snort coldly, but as soon as he got up, even the last bit of temper completely dissipated.So he just broke away from the mage's hand slightly, relaxed his tense body, and said, "As you wish." ”The author has something to say: I will also add a change today, see Chapter 10 at 9 o'clock in the evening Jiang Zhaonian put down the broom and began to tidy up the messy utility room.And the mage also silently went up to the attic and found out the culprit of this dispute, Xiao Hei.He lifted the back of the cat's neck, stared at it for a moment, and said coldly, "Bastard, this is not the place for you!"
”And the reckless guest just raised his paw and licked the fur on it.I don't know if it's because of that quarrel, the mage's attitude towards Jiang Zhaonian relaxed, but he never returned to the original sense of closeness, Jiang Zhaonian could feel that the mage was deliberately avoiding the excessive closeness of the two.What else could he say, of course he couldn't do anything, only to obey the mage's wishes.The relationship between people is really a complicated, but also very simple thing.As it is now, if the expectations or perceptions of the relationship between the two parties are not in agreement, then no matter how many actions he does unilaterally, it will be in vain.At least not the suffocating silence that I had before......
Jiang Zhaonian thought and sighed, so be it.What is there to ask for?"
Glass bottles."
The mage reminded, keeping his eyes on the task at hand.Jiang Zhaonian hurriedly put aside his thoughts and lined up the prepared small glass bottles on the workbench one after another.In his left hand, the mage held a leaking container filled with a blue powder; In his right hand, he wore thick gloves and held a small pot of freshly prepared magic solution.He aligns the container in his left hand with the dispenser held in the ice pool, and with his right hand he carefully pours the solution into the blue powder.Draw a steady and even circle on one side to achieve maximum mixing and thorough extraction.A pale golden liquid gradually accumulates in the dispenser.Despite the cooling of the magic ice, the liquid inevitably evaporated, escaping throughout the room.Jiang Zhaonian felt a burst of relief spread from the inside out to his whole body, and the whole person was warm and relaxed."
Is this 'warmth'?"
He said cautiously, for fear that if he gasped too much, he would blow these hard-won things away.Jiang Zhaonian knew that from the very beginning, when he was busy day and night, the mage was preparing for the extraction of such things.According to the Master, this is a materialization of pure spiritual power.It is already very difficult to condense the spiritual power into the essence, let alone extract the only power "warmth" from the various mixed spiritual powers.However, Jiang Zhaonian soaked in the diluted power of the room, and felt that it did live up to the name of "warmth".Very comfortable."
Hmph."
The mage didn't have time to gossip with him, so he just answered it as an affirmation.Soon all the solution was poured into the leaker in his left hand, the blue powder turned completely black, and less and less liquid came out from under the leaker, and finally, it only slid down drop by drop.The mage put down the prop in his hand and picked up the dispenser.The switch was slid open, and the liquid dissolved into a small strand, which flowed into a tiny glass bottle, which soon filled a quarter of the bottle.The mage immediately closed the dispenser, and Jiang Zhaonian was quick to use the cork to block the mouth of the bottle in time.Leaving the ice pool, the liquid quickly evaporates into gas, locked in a glass bottle, a small, golden lump, very beautiful.The mage then finished filling another bottle, and Jiang Zhaonian followed closely behind, sealing them one by one.The volume calculation was just right, and when all 53 glass bottles were sealed, there were only three or five drops of liquid left in the dispenser, which was not enough to hold another bottle.The mage flipped the switch and let the drops of liquid evaporate."
Whew, it's finally done!"
The mage sat down in his chair at once, leaned back in it, and crossed his legs happily.He had a smile on his face, a rare one to see in this studio, the ease he felt at getting his work done.Jiang Zhaonian cleaned up the table, and the mage hugged the fragile little bottles in front of him, hugged them, and pressed his cheek to it, revealing a satisfied expression."
Hey."
Jiang Zhaonian turned his head when he heard the sound, and the mage casually threw him a small bottle: "I'll give you a bottle, if you want to hide alone and cry secretly, use it." ”Jiang Zhaonian hurriedly caught it, his face was a little embarrassed: "There won't be that day!"
”"Tsk," the mage got up and leaned back in his chair, "you quarreled with me so fiercely the day before yesterday, and I thought you were going to cry on the spot." ”"Hey!"
Jiang Zhaonian said angrily, "It's only been two days, and I haven't forgotten about it, so you are reversing black and white with me."
It's you who want to cry, right, no wonder you have prepared so many bottles, enough for you to use for a month?
”"Hmph, I can't tell you," the mage didn't think he was upset, and slowly put the bottles into the box one by one, and finally picked up the box and walked out the door, "I won't tell you, you can clean up slowly."
Good bye. ”"......" always felt that he lost this game, what was going on?
Jiang Zhaonian gently dropped the rag.He rubbed the back of his hand against his nose and lowered his eyes to clean the instrument.must be to blame for the "warmth" of this room that is too paralyzing.After cleaning up the studio, Jiang Zhaonian carefully picked up the bottle.He held it up in front of his eyes for a moment, thought for a moment, and found a black string.Jiang Zhaonian wrapped the string around the bottleneck and hung it around his neck.…… The snow fell for more than ten days, and it was not until tonight that it finally showed a tendency to decrease.Jiang Zhaonian stood under the eaves, looked up at the fine snow seeds in the air, and was silent."
What are you doing here?"
The mage passed by with a pencil in his ear, and he didn't know what he was doing alone, and he wore two floral sleeves on his arms, which looked a little homely and cute."
I'm looking at the snow, it looks like it's about to stop."
Jiang Zhaonian looked at him and said.The mage actually stood beside him like this, quietly watching the snow fall together.Jiang Zhaonian looked at the scenery in the distance, and suddenly said, "Did you make that ice?"
”"What?"
The mage followed his gaze, and after a moment he reacted, and said angrily, "Are you stupid?
I didn't notice that the ice had thickened again.After spending so many days together, when did you see me casting spells?
”Obviously, you have a lot of time away from me, and you can cast spells at any time......
Jiang Zhaonian said: "Oh......
That's what they said, and I just remembered it and asked casually. ”The mage calmed for a moment and explained, "I don't have that much strength to sustain such a large area of forbidden spells for an entire winter. ”He paused and added, "Even if I had, I wouldn't be that boring." ”Jiang Zhaonian's voice sounded a little disappointed: "I thought you were so powerful." ”"......"
The mage was silent for a moment, and suddenly whispered quickly, "Actually......
If it had been before, it wouldn't have been impossible. ”"What?"
Jiang Zhaonian didn't hear clearly, and turned his head to look at him."
Nothing."
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The mage was vague and refused to say more.Jiang Zhaonian didn't ask any more questions, his mind was immersed in his own questions......
Jiang Zhaonian was eager to ask the mage, but he didn't know what was going on with the solid ice that almost enveloped everything.He had long wanted to ask, this kind of confusing thing.It's just that he has never been clear about whether this situation is a very ordinary and common existence under the current worldview.If this is just a normal natural phenomenon, wouldn't it be easy for him to ask others questions?
It's just that after getting along for so many days, the mage gave him a sense of reassurance, so Jiang Zhaonian thought about it for a while, and said directly: "Then do you know......
What's going on with all this ice?
”The mage hesitated for a moment before he said briefly, "Curse." ”"Cursed?"
Jiang Zhaonian's eyes widened unexpectedly, wanting to continue exploring.The mage was about to say something, when a loud "meow-" suddenly sounded in the quiet night, and the two looked up, and a black shadow jumped straight from the wall to his body under the cover of the night, and hit an obvious "bang" on Jiang Zhaonian's chest."
it-" Jiang Zhaonian took two steps back after being hit, and he said angrily: "You go down for me!"
”Jiang Zhaonian leaned back with his head pinned, stretched out his hand on his chest to grasp it, and opened and closed it several times at the black cat, but he couldn't get his hands down.Black's paws also opened and closed a few times on his clothes, and the paws stomped around the fabric, not knowing whether they wanted to climb on his head or go down to the ground.Fortunately, the mage struck at the right time.He pinched Blackie's neck and lifted it into his arms.And Xiao Hei's claws were still dancing towards Jiang Zhaonian unwillingly, and between opening and closing, the tip hooked the thin line on the side of his neck."
Don't-" Jiang Zhaonian said in a panic.However, it was too late, and the string was stretched to the extreme, and it suddenly came loose from the tip of the black cat's paws.And the small bottle hanging at the lower end of the rope fell to the ground with a "snap" and exploded into a glass flower.The small cloud of golden gas suddenly dispersed, turning into a little golden firefly, floating in the air, flickering a few times, and then completely blending into the darkness.The author has something to say: I would like to introduce to you the most dedicated supporting role in this article: the tool cat and the cat Xiaohei.Little Black (paw licking): Low-key, low-key.Chapter 11 The mage carried Xiao Hei back to the house, teaching him a lesson as he went.Jiang Zhaonian looked at his back and turned to look at the winter scene in the wind and snow in the distance.He sighed, rubbed his hands together to get some warmth, crouched down to pick up the glass shards, and followed him back into the room.The spiritual power that was released spread quickly, and when Jiang Zhaonian entered the house, he immediately noticed the "warmth" of the room.It's not as intense as it was in the studio, but it's relaxing.The mage sat on the couch and nudged Blackie from side to side with the tips of his shoe, warning him that what he had been doing lately had gone too far.If it insists on doing this nonsense, don't blame it for being "sent off" by the host's family.And Xiao Hei obviously didn't pay attention to him at all, didn't listen to a word, was squinting a pair of round eyes, lying on the ground and rolling over and over, "purring" in his throat.I'm already intoxicated with the "warmth" of the room."
It's ......"
Jiang Zhaonian walked to the sofa and sat down on the other side of the mage, symbolically caring for the little cohabitant."
It's okay, just wait for the 'warmth' to dissipate in a while.""
Oh, okay," Jiang Zhaonian put his palms together on his lap and turned his head to look at the mage, "But the curse you said earlier......
What's going on?
”The mage was silent for a moment, then scooped the black striped cat from his feet and placed it on his lap.He lowered his eyes, stroked his hair absentmindedly, and said, "Forget it, if the time comes, I'll tell you again." ”Jiang Zhaonian couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows and pressed the corners of his mouth: "So mysterious?
What time are you waiting?
”The mage pondered, as if deliberating how to reply.Suddenly, he felt a chill.Unlike the cold of winter, it is a kind of cold that seeps from the inside out, from the soul to the outside.Just like "warmth", it first resonates with the soul, and then gradually spreads to the senses of the whole body.The mage frowned and stood up, walked quickly to the window, and pulled open the curtains to look out—dense white shadows were approaching the house from all sides.Many of them had already arrived in the courtyard, and were lying dead on the windows, looking into the room with large, round, hollow eyes."
Damn."
The mage cursed in a low voice, and he strode into the storage room, dragging out a huge cage and a slender wooden sword and handing it to Jiang Zhaonian: "The void ghosts of the entire forest have been attracted by 'warmth'.When you stay in the house, a ghost comes in and pierces it with a sword and puts it in a cage.I went to the studio to get something to deal with the 'warmth' in the air, and I couldn't wait for them to dissipate naturally. ”"Okay."
Jiang Zhaonian hurriedly got up and took the things."
Be careful, don't get touched by them."
The mage explained, opened the door, and strode out.In just the moment when the door was opened and closed, four or five long white shadows came in a row.Jiang Zhaonian waited for the battle, and according to the mage's instructions, carefully avoided their touch, and caught the ghosts one by one.Fortunately, they are as clumsy as ever, and they don't take much effort.The White Shadows struggled in their cages, unable to escape no matter what.Jiang Zhaonian looked at them and suddenly remembered the time when he was scared half to death.He crouched down and observed the half-transparent ghosts.They look like stick figures drawn when they were children, with round heads and gradually blurred tails, and the whole one looks like a large wavy strip, which is a bit cute.Jiang Zhaonian was a little difficult to accept in his heart, he was actually scared like that by this kind of guy before......
Jiang Zhaonian remembered the mage's advice, and couldn't help but tentatively stretched out a finger and gently touched one of them.He wanted to see what would happen.The fiery touch instantly went straight to his soul along his fingertips, and Jiang Zhaonian immediately retracted his fingers, but the desire to burn reason and make people desperately want to destroy something was still churning in his heart, and it took a while to subside.Health is directly reduced by 10%.When he put away his fingers, Jiang Zhaonian accidentally touched another white phantom beside him, and this time he felt the coldness and hatred that penetrated his heart.Jiang Zhaonian took a few steps back to calm down his emotions, and then looked at this cage of white ghosts, and his heart palpitated.