If Hu Qing knew that the souls were thinking about such high-level and nihilistic topics as the quality of life, he would definitely yell: Pray for me, souls - get out first and then everything will happen in the future...
The machine kept climbing up at a constant speed, Hu Qing tensed her nerves nervously, her consciousness attached to the ruthless threads, trembling and trembling with the mechanical movement of the ruthless threads.
God, please help her and let her succeed once. She has been staying in this ghost place for who knows how many days and years. She is really afraid that after struggling again and again, she finally goes out and finds that Hu Nuan has turned into an old lady.
Silk cloth: If you want to become an old lady, you must change first.
The hourglass bottle made of bone meal reached the bottom and was turned over by Xuan Yao. He solemnly marked a horizontal line on the small blackboard.
The boss asked him to keep records. If he recorded how many times the hourglass bottle was turned over, he would know how long it had been used.
Wow, the boss is so smart!
Hu Qing stared wide-eyed and kept walking. There was no viewing window in the machine, so she couldn't see anything. She could only use her spiritual consciousness to make sure that the machine would not crawl out of the range of the demon corpse moss. Fortunately, countless years had passed,
The Demon Corpse Moss was more than a hundred meters across as recorded in the Encyclopedia of Spiritual Plants, otherwise she would have had to drive on a narrow road.
I don’t know how long I’ve been crawling. Hu Qing’s eyes were so sore that she shed physiological tears. Silk Bu said to her: “Don’t use your eyes, just close them.”
Hu Qing: "I'm afraid I'll fall asleep if I close my eyes. What should I do if I relax and fall?"
This is indeed a hidden danger.
"But you can't help but rest."
"When I reach the limit, I will dig a hole, fix the machine, and then sleep well. Then you will keep vigil, and if anything goes wrong with the machine, immediately remind me, and we will climb up immediately."
Silk cloth agreed, then responded: "No, you want me to talk to you to refresh you when you are awake, and you want me to stay awake to work the night shift when you are asleep - is it appropriate for you to exploit a poor weapon spirit like this?"
Hu Qing: "You are a spiritual body, so many times superior to flesh and blood. Don't worry about me now. When you get back, I will give you a holiday, thirty days. Even the annual leave is not so generous.
"
Silk cloth: "Thank you, give me a holiday? Where can I go?"
"You can sleep."
"hehe."
Xuan Yao marked the word "正" on the small blackboard until he reached a hundred, which filled the whole board. Hu Qing also persisted to the extreme.
She controlled the machine to grab her head and claws against the cliff side and dug into the cliff. Then she dug and dug on the cliff with her ruthless wires, until she dug a deep hole.
Distance, ruthless wires are fixed up, down, left and right.
"It shouldn't collapse, right? You won't play with me, right?"
Hu Qing's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. His eye muscles were so tired that he forgot to close them. His spirit was still tense, for fear of closing his eyes and opening them again.
Silk cloth: "No, don't worry, if something goes wrong outside, I can tell Wuqingsi to hang up. Using your soul to communicate, I can still do this little thing."
Xuan Yao couldn't hear Juan Bu's words, but when he saw Hu Qing's whole body was tense, he massaged her shoulders without any guidance.
Needless to say, it feels quite comfortable.
This kid is so good at things that he even seems to eclipse his own eldest son.
Hu Nuan: Look, the little goblin has bad intentions!
Hu Huahua: Bold monster, look at the claws!
His shoulders relaxed for a while, Hu Qing's heavy eyelids fell, and he fell asleep. The hard-working workers did not stop, taking off their shoes from shoulders to arms to hands to legs and even feet to pinch them carefully.
Silk cloth: Just, it’s not pleasing to the eye.
The key point is that the little guy is not doing this out of flattery. He is really diligent, really wants to do it, and feels that it is nothing to do.
It's even more unpleasant to the eye.
If you are not of my race, it is shameless to curl up.
Hu Qing had a full sleep. In her dream, she was still settling in the prosperous modern world, taking Hu Nuan to parks, shopping malls, and amusement parks. She dreamed that Hu Nuan had grown up, went to elementary school, junior high school, high school, and went abroad to return home.
A boyfriend came back, and his eyes, hair, skin, and color were not the same as those of Chinese people.
Hu Qing woke up with a fright, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Xuan Yao's concerned face, a face that she had made to look like a mixed race.
Phew, it's a good thing that I traveled through time, otherwise Hu Nuan would have married a foreigner. There are not so many colorful people of different races in the world of cultivation. Everyone has black hair and eyes. That's great.
Maybe it’s because foreigners don’t have the culture of cultivating immortals?
Yes, the magical path that foreigners take.
Thank God.
Hu Qing drank some water, controlled the machine and climbed out: "Xiao Yao, how long have I slept?"
Xuan Yao showed her the notebook: "The boss slept with five straight characters."
Hu Qing is surprised, has it been so long? I have measured this bone meal hourglass before, and I usually sleep for two hourglasses. Why did I sleep twenty-five this time?
Silk cloth: "It consumes a lot of spiritual consciousness and will definitely require more recovery time."
Hu Qing: "In this case, apart from sleeping, the rest of the time must be spent on the journey, and we cannot delay it any longer."
What if she hugs her grandson when she goes out? What if Hu Nuan meets a scumbag? Her dragon-slaying sword has been sharpened! No, what kind of dragon-slaying sword can be used to deal with a scumbag? What she prepared is a dog-headed guillotine!
Suddenly her aura became fierce, and Jubu knew that she was out of sorts again. Xuan Yao took out a small blank blackboard, sat upright, and prepared to count with a solemn face.
Little Xuanxue was obediently on the other side, with only leaves visible in the basin.
The space in the control room is not large, only about ten square meters, and it is uneven and quite simple. Hu Qing threw the furs directly on the ground for convenience, using the short place as a bed and the high place as a stool, in a perfunctory style. Xiao Xuan
Xue just happened to be nestled in a just right nest, surrounded by a circle of fur, which was quite comfortable.
The ruthless silk was thrown out with spiritual consciousness, and Hu Qing controlled the machine to fly while exploring the path. No matter how fast he climbed, he could not compare to flying.
This time, Hu Qing felt that the flow rate of bone meal seemed to be faster.
How is this going?
Silk cloth: "It's the suppression from the outside. We don't feel it inside, but it's actually increasing, and the bone meal flows faster."
Xuan Yao also discovered this and was confused: "Boss?"
What should I do? Do you still remember?
Hu Qing said calmly: "Just remember."
It might be useless to write it down, but there are other things to do at this time to soothe her mood. Moreover, after going out, she can also simulate the flow rate to calculate. She is really curious about how deep the flat cliff is, and——Xiao Li
How thick is the boundary ground?
It's unscientific to fall so deep without feeling any warmth from the center of the earth.
Xuan Yao kept records diligently and massaged Hu Qing when she stopped to rest. He didn't know what he was doing when she fell asleep.
Hu Qing asked specifically and found out that Xuan Yao didn't sleep even when she was asleep and was standing guard for her.
Momentarily moved: "Aren't you tired?"
Xuan Yao: "Not tired."
Although he doesn't know why, he just isn't tired.
Hu Qing sighed silently, I really envied the spirit body.
Xuan Yao's little notebook recorded Hu Qing's sleeping time dozens of times. Hu Qing found that the time she slept seemed to be lengthening, while the time she traveled seemed to be shortening.
