During the day, Zhou Baqiu finished the transfusion and came out of the hospital yawning, the sky was bright.
In the early hours of this morning, because the old lady's mobile phone crashed while playing with it, I managed to sleep for a while in the middle of the night.
Of course, I was still a little sleepy from not sleeping enough, so Zhou Ba Wa took out the elixir gourd and patted it. Birds chirped and insects chirped in the gourd's belly, and a warm current nourished the body. Well, now I feel energetic.
The breakfast stalls in front of the hospital were all open. Zhou Bachu went over and ordered a set of pancakes and fruit with five eggs. He was hungry after struggling all night.
While waiting for the pancakes to be spread, a certain "grandma" in a red wedding dress, who was invisible to ordinary people, was next to Zhou Ba Wa, shaking her red hijab, looking left and right, curious about everything she saw.
I was curious when I saw the car running on the road. I picked up my embroidered shoes and kicked off the bottom of my wedding dress. I wanted to go over and touch the car, but Zhou Baxu grabbed me and stopped me from walking away.
It turned around and looked curiously at the iron plate on which the pancakes were spread. It wanted to touch it, but Zhou Balexu stared and slapped his little hand away. "You touched the iron plate on which the pancakes are spread out. What should I eat?"
"Be honest, or I won't let you out next time."
Zhou Baqi said as if he was giving a lesson to the naughty boy in the family.
When Zhou Baqi left the hospital before, he thought about taking back the body temple and Xi, but Xi didn't seem to like staying in the temple. She was not happy and insisted on staying outside, making it very noisy.
In the end, Zhou Bachu simply let it go, letting it go out and following him, but told it not to run around. As a result, the naughty kid agreed well, and it didn't behave like that when he came out.
Being dragged by Zhou Baqu, he was free. He gestured and pointed unsatisfiedly with his little hands, probably what he was saying, but Zhou Baqu said, just wave your hands, but I can't understand anyway.
After a while, he saw that his gestures didn't work, so he had to give up. He stood there and was dragged by Zhou Bawa like a balloon, unable to escape, but he still couldn't stop looking around.
The pancakes were spread out, and Zhou Bachu took them to the roadside to eat. After taking two bites, he saw a red hijab standing in front of him with his hands behind his back. Although he couldn't see his face, he could tell that he was staring at his pancakes.
Zhou Bachu pretended not to see it, turned around and ate in another direction, and then out of the corner of his eye he saw a red hijab moving in from outside the field of vision, and then stood still in front of him.
"Only one bite, no more."
Zhou Ba was helpless, so he handed the pancake under the red hijab and took a bite. When he didn't want to take it back again, he saw that the whole pancake had lost all its nutrients and was rotten and spoiled as if it had been stored for a long time.
Xi Ze rubbed his belly with satisfaction, as if he was full, and then his body twitched, as if he burped silently.
Tsk, I asked you to take a bite, but you ate it all?
Zhou Bachu had no choice but to go back to school as he was still hungry, so he had to buy another set of pancakes.
In broad daylight, my sons were not in the dormitory. They were in class and Zhou Ba was on leave.
Looking at the small tabletop fan facing Zhang Saoling, he flipped the switch and blew on his red hijab to play with it. Zhou Bawa thought that he had nothing to do, so he contacted Bai Xier via WeChat.
Zhou Bachu: Are you busy? I have something to ask you.
Bai Xier: Well, you say.
Zhou Baqi: I would like to ask where you learned sign language. Is there any place to learn sign language in Bincheng?
Bai Xi'er: Third floor of Children's Palace, Chunfeng Road.
Bai Xier: There is a sign language school there.
Bai Xier: Do you have any friends you want to learn from?
Zhou Baqi: No, I want to learn sign language. I recently met a very important deaf-mute friend. I want to communicate more with her and deepen our relationship.
Bai Xier:......
Bai Xier: I’m typing on my mobile phone.
Zhou Ba wax raised his head, looked at the red hijab man next to him playing with the electric fan, and shook his head.
Zhou Baqu: I think sign language is more convenient and direct. Typing may be too difficult for her.
Bai Xier:......
Bai Xier: I go to a sign language school every weekend. Do you want to come with me this weekend?
Zhou Ba wax: Okay! How about we get together later?
Bai Xier:......
The two of them made an appointment. This weekend, Zhou Bachu went to see Bai Xier and asked him to go to the sign language school. Zhou Bataxin said that it was really good. There was an acquaintance who knew sign language to help him, so it went smoothly.
That’s it, we made an appointment to learn sign language.
Then Zhou Ba Wa was idle in the dormitory, watching the physical punishment in the game, going online, teleporting to the niche, and burning incense town.
Zhou Ba wax has newly gained the power to pretend to be dirty, and he has invited secular gods into the temple. He finally has a decent appearance, and his strength should have made a qualitative leap.
This time, he returned to Shaoxiang Town to test his sword and take revenge.
"Grain Eater, you are once again standing in Burning Incense Town. Now you have practiced the "Zang Zang Method", opened a body temple, and invited a secular god. Your strength is no longer what it used to be. Maybe it's time,
Let those lucky people who don’t know the heights of heaven and earth have a taste of the power of the future earthly lord.”
"What are you going to do? Are you going to overthrow Shaoxiang Town? Your secular god, 囍, has this kind of potential. Look, there are seven or eight Fushou guys coming in front of you. They seem to want to cause trouble for you. Do you want to let 囍
Show them something awesome?"
Of course Zhou Ba Wa chooses it, it’s just here to test the knife.
"You called out, looked at the Fushou guy in front of you, turned around and went back to the temple. You were besieged by seven or eight Fushou guys, and you lost your kidneys."
"You are dead."
Zhou Bachu was confused, turned his head and saw that he had returned to reality from the secular world through the body temple, and then ran to play with the electric fan blowing the red hijab, and his head popped up when he did it!
"What are you doing! Why don't you work!"
Xi covered his sore forehead, jumped angrily and pointed. The two exchanged nonchalant gestures for a long time, and Zhou Ba Wa roughly understood what Xi meant.
It requires weapons.
Oh, you are not from the magic system, but from the warrior melee system. Zhou Ba Wa looked up and down at Grandma Xi’s small body. She had her own steel plate and flat armor.
Weapons were still difficult to handle, so Zhou Bachu took out his dirt-removal broom and handed it to Xi. I happened to not use it much, so you can use it.
He didn't want to, but he pushed him away in disgust.
It seems that it doesn't like this filth-removing broom. It thinks it's too ugly, the materials are too bad, and its power is too weak.
"Grain Eaters, the way to practice the "Zang Zang Method" is to collect all kinds of materials you need, assemble and build your own four beams and eight pillars, and build your most powerful secular god and body temple."
"Now, your secular god needs a weapon that is handy. This is an important decision related to the growth of its strength. How can you just use a piece of garbage to deal with it."
"Perhaps you can ask Taoist Master Shen Gong Baijiang to design and build a special weapon for your secular god."
Damn it, Zhou Baqi always felt like he had fallen into a big pit of consumption trap. When the body temple opened, he had to invite gods. When the secular gods were established, they had to specialize in martial arts. One pit after another without end.
Wait a minute, this rubbish game, did you just call my dirt broom a rubbish weapon?
