Strong mental strength......
He looked at these ghosts, and suddenly his heart moved, could it be that the "warmth" of the mage was extracted from these things?
Just as he was thinking, the two white shadows that looked harmless and cute on the outside suddenly burst into a smile at him, and the shadows gradually solidified and deformed, turning into terrifying grimaces.Jiang Zhaonian's entire scalp exploded instantly, his brain was numb, he took two steps back, tripped over the debris on the wall, and fell by the door.This fall directly stunned the person, Jiang Zhaonian raised his head, and before he could react, he saw the big face of a ghost in front of him.Without thinking about it, he grabbed the wooden sword and thrust it into the white shadow.The white shadow wailed, and was nailed to the sword, unable to move.Jiang Zhaonian looked down, only to find that it had come in through the crack in the door, and even now there was still half of his body left, squirming hard to get in.Not only it, but there were two or three ghosts squeezing in through the crack in the door, and they had just popped up."......"
Jiang Zhaonian held his sword and pulled the ghost in from under the crack in the door.He put the rest of them in a skewer with his sword and put them in a cage.The nervous heartbeat finally calmed down, and Jiang Zhaonian remembered the grimace just now, and a delicate sense of balance actually rose in his heart.If it's scared by this kind of guy......
And rightfully so.After tossing and turning for a while, the mage finally returned.He pushed open the door, holding a square flat wooden box with a layer of pure white, extremely fine powdery object at the bottom.The mage shook the wooden box, and while walking around the room, he said to Jiang Zhaonian: "I'll settle the spiritual power in the room first, and you go outside and catch the ghosts in the courtyard that are not clean." ”"Oh, okay."
Jiang Zhaonian said, taking a look before leaving.The powder in the box slowly floated into the air under the shaking, perhaps because of absorbing those spiritual powers, and the dust gradually gathered into beige sand grains one by one, and fell to the ground.He dragged the cage out of the room, and the floor of the yard was covered with fine sand, but unlike the inside of the house, the sand here was colorful.Jiang Zhaonian quickly cleaned up those white ghosts, and when he returned to the house, the mage had already put away the wooden box and was holding a watering can, spraying water one by one.Some of the pure white particles fell into the beige sand grains on the ground, making it difficult to distinguish them from each other.The mage tiredly put down his arms that had been raised for a long time, kneaded his muscles, and placed the watering can in the corner of the wall: "First check if there are any ghosts hiding in the room."
Be sure to double-check and don't miss it. ”"What happens if I miss it?"
Jiang Zhaonian asked curiously.The mage glanced at him: "If you don't want to hear a knock on the door in the middle of the night."
I saw inexplicable bloody handprints on the window."
When I turned on the faucet, it was a red liquid."
When I'm home alone, I'm tapped on the shoulder from behind."
The mage paused, looked at Jiang Zhaonian's gradually frightened expression, and replaced it with a gentle smile with satisfaction: "Then clean them up."
These things don't have much power, they do some annoying pranks. ”Jiang Zhaonian, whose face was pale and trembling slightly: ......
At this time, he didn't need the mage to tell him anything, he didn't dare to slack off at all, he carefully inspected every corner of the room, and sure enough, he caught two more ghosts hidden in the environment.Locking them up in the cage, Jiang Zhao breathed a long sigh of relief.By the time they had finished inspecting all the rooms, a long time had passed, and it was already late at night.The two of them casually cleaned up the sand all over the house, to the extent that they could make do with the night, and then hurriedly fell asleep.The aftermath of the accident lasted for two days—the sand used to settle mental power was □□ annoying compared to the ghosts that had obvious targets and could be caught casually.These particles are scattered everywhere, in almost every crevice that Jiang Zhaonian can imagine and can't imagine.Whenever Jiang Zhaonian breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he had finally cleaned them up, he would find a few fine grains of sand from nowhere on the ground, in the corners of the table, and even in his shoes.Although this little bit of sand can live as usual regardless of it, every time Jiang Zhaonian sits quietly on the sofa, he thinks of how much such "dust" is still hidden in places where he can't see......
He sat still, feeling as if he was covered in the sand, and he had to get up at once to find it and sweep it clean before he could breathe a sigh of relief and sit down.On this day, Jiang Zhaonian found a small pinch of fine sand at the corner of the stairs, which was intermittently connected along the gap and formed a line.He turned around with an irritated expression, picked up a small brush and cardboard, and went down the stairs to find clues again.The mage who passed by was quite speechless: "You can't let go of those two ones?"
”Jiang Zhaonian collapsed and said, "I want to too!"
But it's okay if I don't see it, but when I see the sand and don't deal with it, I feel uncomfortable all over my body, and it's uncomfortable to do anything, and the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes!
”"......" the mage straightened his cuffs and walked out of the door, and the moment he closed the door, he raised his head to encourage him, "Then you are free, come on." ”Jiang Zhaonian lowered his head and continued his "detective" work, climbing the stairs one by one.Just as he was cleaning carefully, there were suddenly two knocks of "tuk tuk" from the attic.Jiang Zhaonian was stunned for a moment and looked up."
Giggles......"
There was a series of eerie laughs from behind the closed door.Sure enough, something was there.Jiang Zhaonian was a little hairy at first, and soon, he remembered the warning of the mage the day before yesterday.Jiang Zhaonian frowned, is it a ghost that was missed?
The fear subsided slightly, and he stepped up several steps in succession, trying to figure it out.But at this moment, there was a loud "bang", and the small door, which had always been locked, flew out of the door frame with fresh stubble.Jiang Zhaonian hurriedly flashed sideways.The door panel slammed down the stairs with a "bang" and slid down the stairs all the way to the bottom.Jiang Zhaonian raised his head, but he didn't even react, and the secret in the attic that had tickled his curiosity for a long time was unguarded in front of his eyes.The author has something to say: I'll see you tomorrow at twelve o'clock at noon ~ Chapter 12 is unexpected, the scene in the attic is very ordinary.As a major secret that was strictly guarded, Jiang Zhaonian had already made countless imaginations about what it looked like in the attic.But the ordinary scene in front of him surprised him more than those eye-shattering fantasy imaginations.The walls, floors, skylights, corners were full of paintings, and the whole room was full of paintings.Large and small, different paintings.In addition to paintings, it is just a painting tool, as if it is just the most ordinary studio, and no one would have thought that this place actually belongs to an "evil great magician".After the secret was suddenly revealed, the Void Ghost giggled and disappeared from the body again, not knowing where it was hidden.Completely leave the scene in front of him to Jiang Zhaonian to face.The paintings in the attic are shrouded in a not-so-bright light, and they are not very clear from a distance.I only vaguely see that most of them are landscapes, and the few characters that appear are mostly backs and vistas.Only in the corner of the wall, next to a stack of randomly stacked frames, stood three or two frontal portraits.It's just that the facial features of those portraits are either empty or covered with messy paint.It looks like a novice has a mental breakdown because he can't draw his facial features well, but the rest of the skillful skills deny this possibility.These......
Was it drawn by a mage?
Jiang Zhaonian thought.He recalled the caution with which the mage had opened the door, and thought that was probably it.Why is the mage hiding this?
Jiang Zhaonian pondered, maybe he was the kind of guy who refused to reveal his personal hobbies at all?
The kind of person who is so ashamed that he will be red and want to explode on the spot.As soon as this idea came out, Jiang Zhaonian vetoed it in his heart.How can it be!
The man the mage......
Hahahaha, it's absolutely impossible.Maybe he hid it because he didn't think his painting was in line with his "evil mage" personality!
Jiang Zhaonian guessed wildly, and his mind was so active that he couldn't do it.The long-inquisitive secret is revealed, and it looks like it's just an ordinary scene.According to common sense, Jiang Zhaonian should have felt disappointed, shrugged his shoulders and put away his curiosity.But he didn't, and his energetic curiosity died down for a very brief moment, and more questions immediately arose.Mages like to draw?
Is he usually secretly drawing when he goes upstairs alone?
Why did he hide his paintings, could they be that these paintings were hiding his deeper secrets?
What does he look like when he comes up and paints alone, just like he does in the studio?
…… I'd love to see what he's drawing.Jiang Zhaonian thought about it, and couldn't help but climb two more stairs.But he quickly stopped, after all, he also painted, although he didn't know why the mage was hiding it, but he could understand that kind of psychology to some extent.Do you take a sneak peek, or do you respect him and leave ......?
Jiang Zhaonian was uncertain.Just then, there was a sound of the door opening downstairs.The mage's footsteps rang three times and stopped.There was a moment of stillness in the air, and he heard the mage speak dryly, "This is ......
What's going on?
”Jiang Zhaonian froze his body, raised his hands as early as the moment the mage spoke, turned around, and pressed his back against the staircase railing.His voice was drier than that of the mage: "Listen to me!"
I—I'm innocent......
Just now, there was a Void Ghost inside......"
The mage walked up the stairs, his face expressionless, and his eyes coldly roamed around the attic: "What about the ghost?"
”Jiang Zhaonian reluctantly responded with a smile: "It's gone......"
He heard the mage seem to let out a cold sigh.The mage pursed his lips and said nothing, and stepped into the attic in a few steps.Jiang Zhaonian thought for a moment and followed, half of his foot stepped into the door, and at this moment, he suddenly slowed down.It was the first time he had set foot in the area......
Jiang Zhaonian couldn't help but open his round eyes and slow down his breathing.He looked up and asked tentatively, "......
Catch the ghost now?
”The mage's form paused for a moment, but he didn't say anything, and took another step, walking deeper into the attic.It was as if I hadn't heard that question.Jiang Zhaonian's eyesight suddenly sharpened, and through the dim light, he saw a small piece of the mage's ear that was gradually turning red."......"
He couldn't say what kind of thoughts were rushing in his heart, Jiang Zhaonian touched his nose and felt that it was not appropriate to make any sound at this time, so he took extra light steps, caught up and followed behind the mage, keeping a small step away.Soon, behind an easel in the corner, the mage found the ghost hiding in a blank piece of paper.Without saying a word, he carried the piece of paper, kneading it and clumping it into a ball, as if he was in a terrible mood.The mage walked into the courtyard and drew out the magic flame, staring at it until he saw the paper turn to ashes, blown by the wind, and completely disperse.Only then did he slightly relax the tight corners of his mouth.And Jiang Zhaonian's heart for death became active again, and he was bold and asked, "When I have time......
Can I draw?
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”The mage instantly turned his head, frowned slightly, and stared at him for a long time before he spoke, "You know how to draw?"
”Jiang Zhaonian nodded and said modestly: "It's half a professional." ”The mage lowered his eyes slightly, was quiet for a moment, blinked quickly, and dropped a short "yes", as if there was something important to deal with, hurried towards the studio, and dodged himself into the door.The author has something to say: there is also a ...... today There is an uncertain time for the change, 6 or 9 o'clock in the evening_(:з"∠)_; _; I don't think I'll ever be able to save it......
Chapter 13 Jiang Zhaonian instinctively sensed that the mage didn't want to be disturbed at the moment, so he didn't take the initiative to go to the studio to find him that day.As a result, the mage stayed until late at night.This was the first time since the last unexplained Cold War that Jiang had had the opportunity to re-supervise the mage's daily life.Coincidentally, last time it was about the attic, and today it's about the attic.Painting has the power to communicate with the heart.Judging from the influence of the attic on him, the mage must have hidden all his thoughts in the painting, so that people could not see through and guess through it.What does his painting say?
Jiang Zhaonian thought about it and knocked lightly on the door of the studio.As soon as the door opened, a strong spiritual power rushed to the face.The mage not only used the power of "warmth" this time, Jiang Zhaonian felt that in that soft relaxation, it was also mixed with a refreshing coolness, and a little bit of solid and mellow support.Although I don't know the name, it's all quite comfortable.Jiang Zhaonian thought about it and pushed the door open.Surprisingly, the mage was not working.He sat back in his chair, tilting his head slightly as if in thought.Seeing Jiang Zhaonian coming in, he didn't say anything, maintaining that kind of relaxed and vaguely melancholy look, looking at Jiang Zhaonian with an estimated look.Jiang Zhaonian: ?
Somewhat confused, he reminded, "It's time to rest." ”"yes, I see."
The mage said, took out the materials to recover the spiritual power of the house, and followed Jiang Zhaonian out of the door.…… The next day, the snow became smaller and smaller, leaving only a few sparse snow seeds that turned into droplets of water as soon as they touched the skin.Jiang Zhaonian crouched in front of the cage where the Void Ghost was kept, counting their number—there were already more than twenty.Seeing the mage go out, Jiang Zhaonian held the cage in one hand, raised his head and asked, "Can you go out to find the frost flower today?"
”The mage looked at the sky and said, "Not today, but tomorrow."
This snow is going to clear. ”Jiang Zhaonian thought for a while, and then asked, "Then while the snow hasn't stopped, can I draw a picture?"
”"......"
Master had promised him yesterday, but he still didn't expect Jiang Zhaonian to bring up the topic in the attic so quickly.He had a bit of a "sudden hit" feeling, but quickly adjusted his mood and nodded that he could.Jiang Zhaonian tentatively went upstairs, and seeing that he really didn't object, he generously stepped into the attic door that had not yet been repaired, and while glancing at the paintings left and right with his spare eyes, he carried tools to the courtyard downstairs.Jiang Zhaonian set up the shelves in the courtyard, thought about the paint for a while, and soon had an idea.He drew a picture of the snow from the forest to the mage's courtyard.Large snowflakes float in the air, setting off the atmosphere lonely and bleak.Jiang Zhaonian looked at the picture and always felt that something was wrong.He suddenly reacted that he had been led astray by the mage's style, which always seemed to be a melancholy spectator, a little distance away from the object he was depicting, shrouded in some kind of cold filter.And Jiang Zhaonian's paintings are always full of human vitality and fireworks.In his paintings, those things are always presented in the most beautiful and desirable posture, like the perfection that can only be reached in the most beautiful dreams.So Jiang Zhaonian and the mage are almost the other extreme, he likes to draw people the most.Jiang Zhaonian frowned and stared at the picture for a long time, and suddenly thought of something, and a little smile appeared on his lips.He looked up at the studio, glanced through the glass window at the figure, scribbled on the paper, and added a mage to the picture.Still not satisfied after painting, I thought about it and added another of myself.In the painting, "Jiang Zhaonian" squatted on the ground, locked in a cage made of ice and snow, looking up in confusion; And in the direction where his gaze was pointing, the mage was holding the newly harvested materials, frowning at the uninvited guest blocking his door.Because it's just a sketch, the details aren't clear, but Shen Yun is vivid.But Jiang Zhaonian's brows still did not loosen.He watched carefully for a while, and with a flash of inspiration, he changed the expression of the "mage", making him suppress the corners of his mouth and frown, and at a glance he knew that he was in a bad mood.Jiang Zhaonian, who was outside the picture, loosened his brows and curled the corners of his mouth.He was satisfied, and excitedly tore off the drawing paper, couldn't wait to dry, and ran to the studio with it.Then he shoved it in front of the mage who was writing at the desk, and caught him off guard."
What is this?"
The mage straightened up and asked with a slight dissatisfaction, his expression the same as the "mage" in the painting."
Haha, the scene when I met you for the first time will be given to you as a souvenir!"
The mage said disgustedly, "It won't snow." ”"Oh, artistic processing.Take it, I'm going to pack my things. ”As soon as Jiang Zhaonian put the paper on the table, he ran into the courtyard and packed up the pile of painting tools.The mage watched him leave, and picked up his pen again, but he couldn't write anymore.He took the picture and looked at it in front of him, but his mind didn't know where to go.In the middle of the night, the mage pressed his forehead a little troubledly, and he got up and took some materials, and worked on the painting, which had not yet dried, and protected it, ready to be framed and hung in the attic at night.It was the first time that a second person had been invited to that place.The mage thought about it, and also seriously considered another matter, whether he wanted to allow Jiang Zhaonian to enter his true secret.…… Forget it.The mage leaned back in his chair and sighed.After all, it's not that I haven't tried before, and it's not that I haven't had expectations, but after every expectation, disappointment comes too early and too quickly.Let's wait a few more years.
&& Jiang Zhaonian was locked in the house by this snow, and he was locked up for half a month, and he was almost suffocated.When he was finally able to go out, he was almost impatient.After the fresh snow, it's the perfect time to pick frost grass.Because the frost grass mostly grows on the top of the mountain and in the valley, and the forest where the mage lives is theoretically not their growing area, Jiang Zhaonian plans to try his luck in the valley on the east side.He vaguely remembered that he still had a magic contract on his body that limited his distance, so he found the mage and asked him to help him eliminate it.The mage was in a particularly good attitude today, and gently told him that the thing had been unraveled a long time ago, but he had just forgotten to tell him.His tone was so gentle that it was creepy to put it on the character of "mage".Jiang Zhaonian stared dryly behind him, wondering if the mage had taken the wrong medicine today, or if he wanted to mess with himself.He said dryly, "Okay, then I'm leaving......
You remember to eat on time!
”The mage nodded and handed him milk.Jiang Zhaonian: ......
How did I forget this stubble, he really wanted to me!!
The mage looked at his figure bouncing away, and suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth.At least this guy looks like it's worth looking forward to.Chapter 14 Jiang Zhaonian was happily sprinkled with joy, he didn't push a cart today, he only brought supplies and a small box for frost grass and went into battle lightly, which made his actions more brisk.Frost grass can only be collected in the snow, and it does not grow intensively, making it a very rare ingredient.Jiang Zhaonian walked all the way east, avoiding the danger zone according to the mage's map, and finally touched the dark mountain range.I heard that there are endless dangers hidden in the depths of the Dark Mountain Range, but because most of the mage's range of activities is concentrated in the forest, and he has never entered the depths of the mountain range, he can't give a safe road map.Therefore, Jiang Zhaonian is not going to go too deep this time, just explore it outside.Frost grass was too rare, and Jiang Zhaonian was prepared to find nothing all day.But luck is such a thing, when you are full of hope, it often goes not well, when you give up the idea and are ready to pick up a guarantee and leave, you will get the surprise of its arrangement.Jiang Zhaonian was exhausted and climbed over another hill, giving up hope and preparing to return, when he went all the way down the mountain road, and suddenly found a large area of neatly grown frost grass on the edge of the valley.For some reason, the ice crust near the stream melted into snow with crushed ice, which not only made it easier for the frost grass to grow on the rocky beach, but also made it easier for him to pick it.Jiang Zhaonian opened the box, pounced on it in surprise, and carefully uprooted the frost grass one by one.Who would have thought that when he set off, his container would be smaller?
There's so much frost grass here that you can fit three more boxes!
Soon, Jiang Zhaonian was bald with a small patch of frost grass, until the box was stuffed so that he could no longer hold a single seedling, and then he couldn't finish his work.He looked at the remaining large flowers on the ground, and his eyes were reluctant.After these days of giving a hand to the mage, Jiang Zhaonian also developed some sincere interest in potion refining.Seeing such a rare material, he just hated that he couldn't collect it immediately and put it in the collection cabinet to feel at ease.Jiang Zhaonian squatted down and stroked the remaining frost grass and showed love: "Don't worry, I'll come again tomorrow and take you all away." ”Jiang Zhaonian happily left the Dark Valley and returned to the mage's courtyard to tell him the good news that he would go again tomorrow.The mage certainly wouldn't object.The two of them worked together on fresh ingredients until the end of the moon.And at this time in the dark mountains......
Deep in the mysterious and dangerous valley, the black-haired elf has just finished remembering his seventy-first "beloved wife".The elf gently placed a frost grass in his hand in front of the tombstone.He looked up and saw the full moon in the sky, and his sad and heavy heart recovered a little.The best day to see the scenery that I've been looking forward to for a whole month has finally arrived.The elf leaped towards the valley.He planted a large expanse of frost grass there, and after the new snow, the frost grass broke through the snow and shimmered with silver glow in the light of the full moon, which was his favorite beauty."
O Frost Grass that symbolizes loyal love, you are so pure and lovely...... " The elf snorted indistinctly, and arrived at the valley in anticipation, to his frost grass, ready to admire......
Then he saw that his beautiful flowers were bare in a small patch, and they were bare on the black rocky beach.The elf's eyes widened in disbelief, and the smile on his face was lost.He angrily grabbed the water goblin in the stream trying to lower his presence: "Who did it, who stole my flowers?!"
”"The Great King is angry," the water fairy cried, and water beads kept bubbling in his eyes, "Who in the valley dares to touch the king's things, yes, an outsider who has never seen before!"
”"Outsiders?"
The elf laughed mockingly, "So you mean to say that you can't catch that thief?"
”"No, no, no, the king spare—" The angry elf squeezed at the water elf's cry for mercy, grabbing it into a burst of water and falling back into the stream through his fingers.The seriously injured water elf did not dare to complain about anything, and immediately gathered up and hid under the deepest water, hugging the poor weak and helpless self tightly.With a dark face, the elves set up an arrangement by the frost grass.If that thief is not greedy enough and dares to come again, don't blame him for taking action himself, let that thief have a good experience of what the anger of the elf king is.The next day, Jiang Zhaonian said goodbye to the mage, brought a large medicine box, and set out on the road to the dark mountain range with more anticipation than the previous day in the mage's advice to "pay attention to safety".This time, he was familiar with the valley and happily began today's harvest.Before leaving, Jiang Zhaonian specially put a small box in the large box, and he calculated that together, it was almost just enough to fill this piece of frost grass.When Jiang Zhaonian squatted down and touched the first grass stem, in the valley, the tips of the elves' ears that were weaving rattan cages suddenly moved.He ripped off the hood of his cloak and looked out into the valley.The elf slowly narrowed his eyes and showed a long-awaited smile: "The thief has come to accept his punishment." ”The elves harnessed the power of nature, and soon climbed over the mountains, and before they could reach the edge of the valley, they saw the little thief.He smiled coldly, withdrew his strength, and walked towards the man step by step.Jiang Zhaonian lowered his head, looked at the two boxes that were filled with distress, and then looked at the few frost grasses left on the ground.He thought about it, put the small box aside, stood up and pulled the shoulder strap on the large box, moved it to his chest, frowned and pressed it with one hand, and squeezed out a little space, feeling that it was enough to accommodate the last few plants, then he showed a smile, grabbed the broken hair on his forehead back, and squatted down again."
Are you ......"
The elf watched his movements, his expression gradually stunned, and his angry voice immediately softened, like a spring breeze and drizzle, "What are you doing?"
”He gently covered his chest and said in his heart: My dear, I seem to have met my love again......
Jiang Zhaonian had just put the last frost grass into the box and carefully fastened the lid when he heard this sudden sound, and he was startled and almost fell to the ground.Jiang Zhaonian hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the rocky beach, and looked at the person in shock: "Who are you, how can you walk without making a sound ......?"
”The person who came was wearing a white cloak, and a few strands of long black hair ran out of it, which made his skin as white as jade.The handsome beauty smiled slightly, and stretched out her hand to pull Jiang Zhaonian: "I'm sorry, they all said that my steps were too light." ”"I live in a nearby valley, and I just saw that there seemed to be people here, so I came over to have a look."
The beauty leaned over beside him and watched Jiang Zhaonian's movements, "Are you collecting these weeds?"
I know there's a lot more nearby. ”“？？？
Weed?!
”Jiang Zhaonian was so shocked that he almost couldn't speak.The beauty raised her eyebrows suspiciously: "What?"
This thing grows all over the mountain, and no one has ever asked for it, and it is not fed to animals. ”For a moment, Jiang Zhaonian couldn't help but wonder if the book given to him by the mage was outdated, so that he couldn't keep up with the latest situation in this world......
He looked at the beautiful woman who was still waiting for his answer, scratched his head, and said, "I'm useful......
But that's enough. ”The corners of the beauty's mouth twitched, as if to say something.Jiang Zhaonian said: "My box is also full today, otherwise I will go back and help you ask if the mage needs it, and come back tomorrow." ”The beauty smiled and bent her eyes: "Okay."
If you need to, you can come back to this place, and I'll know if you blow this whistle.If you don't need Frost Grass, if there's anything else I can do to help, I'm especially familiar with this valley. ”He handed over a leaf whistle.Jiang Zhaonian took Ye Whistle and asked strangely, "Why are you ......
Uh, so good to me?
”The beauty said, "I live in the mountains, and it is rare to meet a few people......
Especially someone as good-looking as you.Wouldn't it be nice to make a friend?
”His eyes lingered, and he seemed to contain endless affection.Jiang Zhaonian felt a little embarrassed inexplicably, he tugged at his cuffs helplessly, "haha" laughed dryly, quietly stepped back a little, and said, "It's good, you are really a good person." ”The elf watched his small movements and said nothing.But in his heart, he whispered, he is so cute.Jiang Zhaonian was shrouded in the gaze of a strange beauty, and he only felt that the gaze made him more and more uncomfortable.He shifted his feet, adjusted his shoulder straps, and picked up the smaller box: "That......
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I'm done picking grass, and I still have something to do when I go back, so I'll leave first. ”The elf raised her voice behind him, "Then you will remember our agreement tomorrow!"
”Jiang Zhaonian said: "I know, I know, I will help you ask him." ”The elf watched Jiang Zhaonian's back as he left, and slowly put away his smile.He recalled the "mage" in Jiang Zhaonian's mouth, and that annoying figure immediately appeared in his mind.It sounds like his cute lover is on a close relationship with that nasty guy.Looking at the figure of him hurrying back, does it look like he can't wait for a tryst?
It's jealous.A fire burned in the elf's eyes.If they really are that kind of relationship......
Thinking so, the elf slowly let go of his smile.His smile gradually became perverted: if they really were in that relationship, wouldn't it be better?
After all, it's my favorite thing to do.The elf licked the corners of his lips, and his smile revealed a hint of imperativeness.Chapter 15 Jiang Zhaonian returned to the mage's courtyard with a full harvest, startling the mage."
Where did you get so many?"
The mage said.Jiang Zhaonian put the box away and opened the lid, lowered his head and fiddled with the frost grass, and said without raising his head: "I told you yesterday."
By the way, I met a man who lives in the mountains today, and he said that there is a lot of frost grass in the mountains, and no one wants it, and he can take me to pick it if he needs it......
Do you want to stock up on some more?
”The mage couldn't help frowning: "What person?"
Why does it sound so suspicious. ”"It's a little strange......
Jiang Zhaonian scratched his head, "But what he said should be true, after all, these frost grasses I found grow together, and they are not at all different from what is said in the book."
Maybe the environment in the mountains is special?
”The mage stared at him: "You want to go?"
”Jiang Zhaonian smiled embarrassedly: "It's a little."
Well, there's something I want to ask you......"
The mage looked at him, waiting for his next step.Jiang Zhaonian remembered his surprise when he discovered a large area of frost grass, his devotion to dealing with frost grass, and the shock and satisfaction he felt when he saw those magical phenomena after helping the mage complete his work again and again......
That sentence naturally came to his lips: "Well, I heard that magicians will accept magic apprentices or something, do you accept them?"
What do you think of me?
”After speaking, Jiang Zhaonian's eyes widened, sorted out his expression, and tried to make himself look sincere, intelligent and reliable."
You?"
The mage didn't expect his question, so he was surprised for a moment, and then he really thought about it.He pursed his lips, shook his head, and said, "It's not time yet." ”"What's not time," Jiang Zhaonian frowned, "Is there still an inspection period?"
”"Well," the mage pondered, "that's fine. ”"Okay."
Jiang Zhaonian slumped his shoulders, so this was rejected.But he quickly figured it out, the mage was right, it wasn't time yet.Winter is coming to an end, and he'll be leaving this forced plot, and there's still a big game world out there waiting for him to explore......
An apprentice or something, you can wait until he's had enough fun!