The seventh day of March, Chang'an City, Jinchengfang Mansion.

It is the late spring and cold season, and there is light rain in the sky. The rainwater drips along the eaves, forming a bead-like rain curtain.

Gudong Gudong.

The sound of a kettle boiling came from the kitchen. Chai Cuiqiao slowly put down the book printed by Lanling Newspaper in her hand, her eyes still focused on the text on the page.

This book was only published last month, and the author is naturally Jin Jiang, the most popular person in Lanling News.

Originally Jin Jiang's writing style was gentle and delicate with a hint of sadness and resentment, but in the latest volume, her writing style has become lively and cheerful, and the words are filled with an indifferent joy that was not seen in the past.

This should not be an illusion. Yesterday, when she came back from sweeping the tomb in Zhenzhou and participated in a reading group organized by some aristocratic ladies in Chang'an, many people also speculated whether the teacher Jin Jiang, who never revealed his identity, had finally gained something recently.

Love.

Of course, it is also possible that the enemy is dead.

Chai Chai thought casually and came to the kitchen, taking the kettle off the coal stove and pouring boiling water into the thermos.

While releasing my mind power, I started doing housework.

When I first came to Chang'an, housework was actually not easy - the Jinchengfang mansion was too big, and sweeping and mopping the floor and cleaning the dust were very troublesome.

However, since she entered the academy and learned to control her spiritual power, housework has become much easier and more enjoyable.

The dust sweeping charm can collect dust, the water spin spell can wash clothes, and the object repellent spell can move heavy objects.

"I'm back."

Li Ang's voice came from the front door. Chai Chai hurriedly put the kettle on the living room table, went to the courtyard, propped up a mental barrier to block the rain, naturally took the package from Li Ang's hand, and asked: "Why are you so happy when you come back today?"

Late?"

"Something is bothering Dongjun Tower."

Li Ang said casually. After searching for the well in his hometown to no avail, he took the firewood and swept the tomb, then hurriedly returned to Chang'an and headed to the Dongjun Tower of the Academy.

The mountain chief was still missing, so he had to find the puppet servant named Ati in Dongjun Tower and learned two things.

First, the fragments of the bronze box that originally sealed the Dream Tapir have now been tightly sealed by the Academy, and no one is allowed to study it until the Mountain Chief returns.

This is mainly due to fear of the dream tapir’s all-pervasive ability to distort reality.

Secondly, Li Ang's guess about the Dragon Meteor Spear may be correct - in some pre-Sui classics that record the Dragon Meteor, the term "Transformation into Dragon Sacrifice" is implicitly mentioned.

It is believed that true dragon blood is widely distributed in the bodies of wild beasts, monsters and even humans.

Whether it's a carp leaping over the dragon's gate or a snake transforming into a dragon, monsters can activate and refine the thin dragon blood in their bodies through various methods to evolve into the form of a dragon.

The dragon blood here is not only the blood on the physical level, but also the source of life in the dark.

As a demon, the Dream Tapir has unfathomable strength. After killing it with the Dragon Meteor Spear, it absorbed part of its origin, thus gaining the ability to change its size.

Maybe as long as more demons are killed, Long Yun can really return to its original power in the hands of the founding emperor of the Sui Dynasty...

Li Ang put away his umbrella, placed it by the door of the living room, and asked, "By the way, what's for dinner?"

"Steamed yellow croaker from the restaurant. Seeing that you haven't come back yet, young master, I put it in the refrigerator. Now take it out and heat it up?"

"Well, I'll go to the study to read for a while. Call me when it's warmed up."

The conversation between the two was natural and warm. Chai Chai was humming a song. As soon as he walked to the kitchen, he heard the sound of "gu dong, gudong".

The kettle is still boiling on the coal stove.

Huh? Just now...didn't I take off the kettle?

Chai Chai blinked in confusion, released his mind power, took off the kettle again, opened the refrigerator, and took out the steamed yellow croaker covered with gauze.

Did I remember it wrong?

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The eighth day of March, Chang'an City, Jinchengfang Mansion.

It's still raining today.

Li Ang and Chai Chai have the same time after school at the Academy, except that he often reads in the library, or goes to help Dr. Su Feng, or teaches at the Imperial Medical Office, so he often comes home late.

"I'm back."

Li Ang held an umbrella and pushed the door into the courtyard. He saw Chai Chai sitting blankly in the living room, resting his chin on his hand and wandering around. There was a kettle on the table. "What's wrong? I'm just in a daze here."
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"Ah, Master, you are back."

A smile appeared on Chai Chai's face, "I've been fascinated by Mr. Jin Jiang's books lately, and I'm wondering when I can write as well as her."

"Really? Then work harder."

Li Ang smiled in his heart, did he know Jin Jiang's true identity?

Lu Yunan has a material library that is several times ahead of her time. If she just randomly finds some materials and fuses them together, she can defeat a small and transparent author like Chai Chai of Lanling News.

"By the way, what's for dinner?"

"Well... the restaurant hasn't delivered it yet."

Before he finished speaking, a restaurant waiter holding an umbrella and carrying a lunch box came outside the main entrance of the mansion, "Li Xiaolangjun, the food has been brought to you."

"Oh, thank you."

Li Ang stood up and walked to the door, took the lunch box and glanced briefly.

Vegetarian fried eggplant, fried wild rice with pork, beef soup...

"Huh? Why is there only one bowl of rice? Didn't you ask for two bowls of rice?"

"Ah?"

The restaurant waiter was stunned for a moment, "Maybe the chef forgot to put it away, I'll go get it right away."

"No, it's quite tiring to go all the way again. Just remember to send it off tomorrow."

Li Ang waved his hand and returned to the living room with the lunch box.

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The ninth day of March, Chang'an City, Jinchengfang Mansion.

"I'm back."

Li Ang held an umbrella and pushed the door into the courtyard. He saw Chai Chai sitting blankly in the living room, resting his chin on his hand and wandering around. There was a kettle on the table, and he asked doubtfully: "Huh? Aren't you going to talk to me today?"

Has Leling participated in the book club?"

"While I was outside, I suddenly remembered that the water at home was still boiling, so I came back early."

Chai Chai forced a smile on his face, "Master, I..."

"Li Xiaolangjun, the food has been brought to you."

A restaurant waiter holding an umbrella and carrying a lunch box came outside the main entrance of the mansion, interrupting the conversation between the two.

"Oh, thank you."

Li Ang stood up and walked to the door, took the lunch box and glanced briefly.

Stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots, vinegar and celery, pine mushroom and pork ribs soup...

"Huh? Why is there only one bowl of rice? Didn't you ask for two bowls of rice?"

"Ah? Maybe the chef in the store forgot to put it away. I'll go get it right now."

"No, it's quite tiring to go all the way again. Just remember to send it off tomorrow."

Chai Chai looked at the two people talking at the door and clenched his hands unconsciously.

Tick ​​tock.

Water drops dripped from between her fingers.

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March 10th, Chang'an City, Jinchengfang Mansion.

"I'm back."

Li Ang held an umbrella, pushed the door open and walked into the courtyard, looking at the mansion suspiciously.

There are fallen leaves on the floor in the living room, a light layer of floating dust on the table, and a few pieces of clothing on the clothes drying rack in the backyard, which have long been soaked by the rain.

"Master, are you back?"

Chai Chai slowly walked down from the second floor, with thick makeup on his face and a smile, "I learned the techniques in the book today and tried to put on makeup, but I forgot to do housework."

"...Which book did you learn makeup from?"

Li Ang's eyes twitched and he complained. He released his mind power, took back the clothes hanging in the rain, and swept away the fallen leaves and dust in the room.

...

At the dinner table, Chai Chaihua took half a bowl of rice in his bowl and suddenly asked: "Master, has Brother Song said anything to you recently?"
To be continued...