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123: Departure

Du Anchen looked at Song Yu with a half-smile but not a smile: "You are dead and can you still talk?"

Song Yu ignored Du Anchen's taunt and asked Xiang Xie Nanshi, "Where are you going?"

"I need to prepare some materials to set up the formation tonight." Xie Nanshi was talking about me, obviously not the same person as Du Anchen.

Du Anchen directly crossed the Song Dynasty and pushed open the door: "I helped you capture people for three days, why don't you allow me to take a rest? Go out and relax?" She said and looked back at Xie Nanshi: "You need me to help you raid the formation.

?"

Xie Nanshi shook his head: "No need." It wasn't that setting up formations at night was not dangerous, but that even though they had been together for many days, he didn't have much trust in the person in front of him.

In fact, it was difficult for him to trust others except himself. Even he himself was not sure about the formation at night, so naturally he would not keep an untrustworthy person with superb swordsmanship by his side.

"Okay." Du Anchen responded, seemingly unaware of the fact that he was being guarded. He just looked back at Song Yu and changed his face again: "My lord, remember, even if the King of Heaven comes today, don't leave."

Come call this girl."

Song Yu was still a little hesitant. He knew that Jie Nanshi's plan at night was dangerous, and having Du Anchen there would mean he had one more force value. But: "Don't forget..."

"Don't worry, I promise to keep an eye on the people in the town." Du Anchen waved his hand nonchalantly, saying that he would keep an eye on the people in the town and not disturb their activities at night.

After saying that, Du Anchen stepped out of the threshold in a big way. At the end, he seemed to suddenly remember something. He turned around and stretched out his hand to Song Yu. His smile suddenly became more well-behaved: "Please settle the monthly payment for this month first?"

Song Yu raised his eyebrows: "It shouldn't be time to pay the monthly payment yet, right?"

"Sir, could you please be accommodating?" Du Anchen raised his hands in front of Song Yu: "I don't have enough money in my pocket to buy wine."

The Department of Security was short of manpower, and it was really Du Anchen who had to catch the suspected believers in the past three days. Song Yu felt soft thinking this, not to mention that what he lacked the most was money, so he used his sleeves to actually take ten taels of silver from the space.

Throw it to Du Anchen.

Du Anchen stretched out his hand and weighed the silver twice. Seeing that it was quite heavy, he immediately calmed down, turned around and left.

Song Yu turned around speechlessly and saw that Nan Shi had also stretched out his hand in front of him. Song Yu's eyelids jumped and he asked subconsciously: "You want to drink too?"

Xie Nanshi frowned and was obviously unwilling to explain, but simply threw down three words: "Buy props." He didn't prepare much back then, and now he writes talismans every day, which consumes a lot of red sand and yellow paper. At this time

Somewhat stretched.

"Okay, okay." Song Yu even omitted covering up this time, and directly took out more silver and handed it to Xie Nanshi: "Is it enough? Is it enough? I still have more."

Mr. Song has always been very generous with money. He has a lot of money in the big brushes, and the monsters he has fought in recent times are not weak. He has also recovered a lot of the silver he spent.

It's a pity that no more props were dropped. Song Yu, who has no level or skills, is now greedy for all kinds of strange props.

"That's enough." Xie Nanshi also accepted the money and walked away without looking back.

Song Yu stood in front of the door. He couldn't help but shiver when the cold wind blew. Why did he suddenly feel... like a licking dog who had taken advantage of him?

Fortunately, Xie Nanshi returned not long after, holding a bunch of garlic and many bits and pieces in one hand, and pinching the neck of a rooster in the other hand. Song Yu was stunned for a moment.

Is this still a fairy-like Taoist Priest?

Song Yu was silent for a moment, then tentatively asked: "Lin Zhengying?"

Jie Nanshi looked at Song Yu in confusion. Song Yu shook his head and said it was okay. He was suddenly glad that he did not choose the Taoist direction when he was doing it. He was taking chicken and garlic, and he always felt that if he added some ingredients, he could make a meal.

Beggar chicken.

After being greedy for too long, Song Yu couldn't help but feel that the rooster was so handsome. He was so busy during this period that he almost forgot that since he couldn't eat food outside, he could make it himself!

Song Yu turned around and quickly followed Xie Nanshi: "What does the Taoist intend to use this rooster for?" Is it for crows or bloodletting? In the zombie movies he has seen, roosters usually have these two functions.

.

Xie Nanshi explained: "It is used for bloodletting. If a rooster is needed to crow to correct Yang energy, the rooster must be more than ten years old." Roosters that are more than ten years old are spiritual, so naturally they cannot be found in a small place like Qinghe Town.

.

The talisman paper that Jie Nanshi carried was almost used up. Unfortunately, he couldn't find good cinnabar to draw the talisman paper here, so he had to mix it himself.

When passing by the yard, you can still hear the sound of Goudan punching. Song Yu shuddered, and he didn't know if it was the first day of training that inspired Xie Nanshi. Whenever Song Yu was free, he would be Xie Nanshi.

Take it to practice with Goudan.

Afraid that Xie Nanshi would remember and carry him away and punch him again, he quickly walked across the yard to catch up with Xie Nanshi and asked, "Do you need me to help you with anything?"

Xie Nanshi thought for a while and threw the garlic in his hand to Song Yu: "Crush it and pound it into juice. Just the juice."

"Mashed garlic." Song Yu didn't know what he thought of, couldn't help but take a sip of saliva, turned around and went to the kitchen with the garlic.

When I got to the kitchen, I suddenly remembered that there was no juicer in this era in the game. The garlic had to be crushed one by one and then the juice was squeezed out. I didn’t know when I would get these dozens of garlic.

I was careless. I just thought I didn't want to suffer from practicing, but I didn't expect that these workers were not that easy to do. Song Yu made a grimace and knocked the garlic with the knife, waiting for the garlic skin to fall off, but after only knocking for more than ten times, he felt

tired.

Just as Song Yu shook his wrist, he suddenly heard the fierce cry of a rooster. It was obvious that the rooster was already heroic.

Song Yu simulated a hundred ways of doing things like a rooster in his mind, and tears fell uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth. He suddenly remembered that there was an extra person in the Safety Department. Although it was to save the young man who had lost his footing, he also provided food, housing, and education.

, it’s not too much to let him do some work occasionally, right?

In fact, he should have done this a long time ago. After all, there is no minor protection law in the game! Why would he raise a child for nothing!

Song Yu thought about it and ran to the yard with a kitchen knife. Goudan was boxing. When he saw Song Yu rushing over with a kitchen knife, he almost punched Song Yu in the face. Fortunately, he stopped it in the end.

Although he held back his fist, Goudan's eyes did not stop him from looking at the kitchen knife in Song Yu's hand in horror: "Sir, what are you going to do?"

Song Yu handed the kitchen knife to Goudan with his backhand, and said in an almost coaxing tone: "You have been learning from your master for two or three days, and now I have a difficult task for you."

Goudan took the kitchen knife hesitantly: "What mission?"

"Tonight your master is setting up a magic formation. He needs..." Song Yu deliberately lengthened his tone. Seeing that Goudan was getting more and more curious, he pointed to the kitchen with a last smile: "Squeeze the garlic into orange juice."

Goudan looked at Song Yu in confusion. Song Yu didn't wait for him to react and ran directly to Jie Nanshi's room. After a while, he came out carrying a dead rooster.

When closing the door, he did not forget to say: "You take your time and work, and I will show you my skills in the evening!"

It’s decided, the rooster still has to be stewed!

Song Yu lives alone all year round, and he thinks he is good at daily meals. However, he underestimated the difficulty of the stove in the game, and he was so busy just lighting the fire that it was almost dark.

Jie Nanshi had already arranged the talisman array in the yard, but turned around and saw the thick smoke in the kitchen. He was shocked and was about to go to rescue people when he saw Song Yu rushing out of the kitchen with steamed buns and vegetables.

came out.

As soon as Song Yu came out, he saw Xie Nanshi standing outside the kitchen: "At noon..." He glanced at the already dark sky and decisively changed his words: "Dinner is ready! Do you want to try it?"

Xie Nanshi was speechless for a moment.



Everyone didn't expect that Song Yu's stew tasted pretty good, and Song Yu also didn't expect that he couldn't eat it.

Song Yu gnawed on a big fat steamed bun and looked at Xie Nanshi and Goudan who were dining with a sad and angry look. The food he made as a zero-level player actually had a mental buff. Is this really reasonable?

!

Fortunately, he doesn't need to eat, nor does he need to consider the nutrition of the food. Now he eats more just out of habit. Otherwise, he may not die from evil attacks in the end, but from malnutrition.

Of course, he might also have died from the depletion of nutrient solution in the game cabin... When will he be able to get out!

No matter what kind of meal Xie Nanshi used, even the chicken stewed in a big pot like Song Yu's was as delicate and elegant as if there were eight precious jade delicacies under the chopsticks. So much so that Song Yu was full of complaints.

, when facing people who were eating quietly, they finally pressed down silently and abided by the other person's rule of not saying anything when eating.

After Xie Nanshi took the last bite of the dish, he put down his chopsticks and said, "You just stay in your room tonight and don't come out."

"Yes, Master." Goudan studied with Jie Nanshi for two days. Although he has not yet learned the magic of cultivating immortals, he knows that this cheap master is a man of great ability. Naturally, he will listen to whatever the other party says.

But Song Yu is different. He is a person who works hard to find game bugs in the main events and strives to escape from the game as soon as possible. Naturally, it is impossible for him to stay in the room honestly at the key points of the story. He immediately expressed his righteousness.

: "I am also the manager of the Security Department after all. How can I hide alone in the room?"

After meeting Jie Nanshi's puzzled and suspicious eyes, Song Yu coughed and whispered: "Don't worry, I still have the ability to protect myself!"

"I'm afraid." Xie Nanshi was helpless. He was probably also worried that it would be more dangerous for Song Yu to run around when the formation was activated. After all, this person had been kidnapped by evil spirits too many times. The words "self-preservation ability" have little credibility:

"When the time comes, just stay with me and don't touch anything."

Song Yu smiled and performed a nondescript military salute: "Promise to obey the command!"

Goudan glanced at Song Yu's inexplicable movements, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head and quickly picked up the rice.

After finishing the meal, Goudan obediently returned to his room, and Song Yu followed Jie Nanshi to the room where Xiaoxi rested.

When he reached the door, Xie Nanshi stopped and looked at Song Yu hesitantly.

"Just tell me what you need me to do." Song Yu was speechless. We have fought side by side for so long. Could it be that in this person's impression, he is still a laggard?

If he asked this question, Xie Nanshi might tell him directly that the Song Dynasty five years later is not considered a laggard, but the Song Dynasty five years ago definitely was.

In addition to having money and a flexible mind, Song Yu is thankful that he can protect himself when it comes to fighting the White Walkers.

Of course Song Yu didn't ask, and Xie Nanshi naturally didn't say much. He took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to Song Yu: "There is a soul-solidifying pill here. After I lure the strange ghosts out, you can find an opportunity to take the pill."

Feeding it to Zheng Xiaoxi can stabilize the child's heart."

As soon as Song Yu got it, he realized that it was a level 99 elixir. What a good thing! It can ignore the camp and bring the dead back to life instantly! What a pity! The level is too high, even if it is given to him, he will not be able to use it!

Song Yu took the medicine and couldn't help but fall into a sad mood. He was even worse than an NPC possessed by an evil god!

Xie Nanshi frowned and suddenly felt that handing the elixir to Song Yu was a wrong decision. However, he had no intention of letting Song Yu help, so he had already set up the soul-fixing formation, even if Song Yu didn't

If Zheng Xiaoxi can be given medicine in time, as long as nothing goes wrong, the child will not die.

To put it bluntly, the medicine on Song Yu's hand was just a layer of insurance and something to give him something to do to prevent him from running around.


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