"How long can your clone last?"

The sky was bright and bright, and Ding Xiaoyi was eating freshly fried hot fried dough sticks with a bowl of tofu.

While eating, he asked Wanzhi in a low voice.

"That's just a part of my spiritual energy. As long as I don't consume a lot of spiritual energy, it will dissipate in a matter of seconds."

Yu Lianzhi explained, but he didn't finish his words.

I just hid the remaining words in my stomach: "As long as I keep absorbing the breath from your body, I will share as much as you want!"

After saying this, he immediately sensed through his clone that Scarface was carefully treating his clone as the object of prayer.

"Master, he has completely believed it. Do you want to see him tonight?"

Ding Xiaoyi shook his head: "No, just ignore him for now and tell him it will be business as usual!"

I made an appointment to see Wang Jialiang tonight.

There is no time to play tricks with Scarface on pretending to be a master. Just keep everything as usual. I will contact him when I need it.

After breakfast, I thought I might as well go directly to Qingmang Mountain instead of rushing back.

Anyway, with my current physical condition, staying up all night won't have any impact.

At this moment, Ding Xiaoyi's phone rang.

When I picked up the call, I saw it was an unknown number.

A hoarse voice came from inside: "Hey, QTO Express, your express delivery has arrived!"

"All Express!"

Ding Xiaoyi was startled, but soon realized that it was his lathe that had arrived.

At this moment, I didn't care about going to Qingmang Mountain. I hurriedly picked up the two bites of tofu brains at the bottom of the bowl and hurried home after paying the bill.

When I rushed back, I saw that the workers had already unloaded the lathe.

A group of people were waiting for me, so they hurried over and apologized profusely, signed the order, and paid the money.

Just ask these masters to carry the lathe into the yard.

After watching these masters leave, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't wait to close the big red door.

Looking back at the lathe in front of me, my face was as red as if I had just married a concubine, and I couldn't wait.

With a "chi~" sound, he roughly tore off the outer covering of the lathe.

Looking at the metal machine displayed in front of him, his eyes almost narrowed into a thin line.

So much so that when the police sergeant on the side saw Ding Xiaoyi rushing towards him, he felt a bit hostile towards the iron lump in front of him, and his tail kept wagging back and forth behind him.

"Meatball, put it away!"

Ding Xiaoyi opened his hand and made the meat ball swallow the lathe.

In fact, this lathe is not that big. Compared with my big baby water pump, it can be regarded as a Xiuzhen model.

However, technology has continued to advance rapidly in recent years, and even though this lathe is an outdated product, it is still fully functional.

Without any explanation, he stuffed the ring finger into Meatball's mouth.

After rubbing the sergeant's chin twice with his palm, he ducked into the door and soon his breath disappeared.

"Meow!"

Realizing that Ding Xiaoyi's breath had disappeared, the police chief slapped his tail hard on the bluestone, making the big bluestone crackle.

Return to Huangquan.

Ding Xiaoyi got up from the bed, looked in the mirror, and then looked at his diary. It had become his instinctive habit.

Even though his psychic powers are powerful now, things like the light-avoiding dolphin before would no longer be possible.

But every time I see it in the mirror, I feel more at ease.

Stand up and look at the diary.

There has been no movement in this diary for a long time since the fifth page of the diary was last opened.

I am very curious about how many unknown secrets are hidden in this thick diary.

But since the diary could not be opened, he had no choice but to wait slowly.

I believe, I believe my grandfather must have had his intentions in doing this.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously picked up the fishing rod and looked at the photo hanging on the wall.

An old man and a little kid, with bright smiles on their faces, are always heart-warming.

It seems that everything the old man left for himself has a unique function, but what does this fishing rod mean?

The palm of his hand gently wiped the non-existent dust on it.

Just think of it as a little thought that the old man left for yourself.

Go outside and let the meat ball be spit out by the lathe.

After placing the position, Ding Xiaoyi tried it and found that the machine worked perfectly.

Of course, the machine is better.

But if you want to carve beads, you still have to go to the last step.

I just thought about it this way before, but since absorbing Xuantong Tortoise Shell, I have become more convinced of this idea.

Xuantong's tortoise shell is so hard that even if it were replaced by a military machine, let alone this machine, it might not be possible to operate it.

But this doesn't mean that there is nothing he can do. The medicinal powder that the old man took before can soften Xuantong tortoise shell.

The lathe is set up.

Ding Xiaoyi started to feed Datou.

Datou ate very happily, as if he would never get tired of the noodles he ordered.

Sometimes, I feel a little sorry for it.

Do the most tiring work and eat the worst noodles.

But when he turned around and saw the meat ball under his butt that had become a sofa for him to lie on, Ding Xiaoyi silently removed the icing on a candy and stuffed it into the meat ball's mouth.

For a moment, the fleshy balls were shaking happily.

By comparison, the guilt in my heart suddenly eased a lot.

At this time, Datou was holding some scattered things and placed them in front of him.

There was a broken mirror, a straw sandal, bits and pieces, everything in a mess.

But no matter how you look at it, these things are of little value.

These things that look like garbage are all from the black seashells that were fished out before. Those black seashells have been eaten clean by the big heads.

Occasionally, some garbage will be eaten from it, and after being collected by the big head, it will be presented to him like a treasure.

Ding Xiaoyi carefully observed that most of these things were broken.

But given that they are all produced in Huangquan.

He still checked carefully.

After checking around, most of the things are of no use.

Just let Da Tou put the things aside first.

And he was rewarded with a pack of instant noodles individually to encourage him to keep up the good work next time.

Then I checked the blue rhinoceros fish in the puddle. Sure enough, this thing has a strong vitality and is not shaking its body in the puddle.

Looking at this fish, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but wonder if giving this fish to Mr. Chen would help him live a few more years.

But after thinking about it for a while, he gave up the idea.

Mr. Chen is good, he is not reluctant to part with this fish.

After all, I am so young, how long can I extend my life?

But the problem is that there are too many toxins deposited in Mr. Chen's body.

As Mr. Chen himself said, the essence of spiritual energy is both fine wine and highly poisonous arsenic.

Even in the union training base, the magician said that the dosage and digestion time of psychic essence are the results of rigorous testing by the union.

But poison is poison. It accumulates over time and settles in the flesh and blood.

Once you get old and your body begins to weaken, toxins will begin to explode.

I believe this is why the union is so open-minded towards retired people.

I'm afraid the union itself knows this too.

At this time, all the restraints, dignitaries, laws, and rules are just a piece of paper in front of these dying people.
To be continued...