Wang Jin dragged his tired footsteps and slowly climbed the stairs.
He originally just wanted to find a strong man to protect Shi Baibai, but he didn't expect to be busy until late at night.
Lu Zhishou, doctor, Chang Tianqing, Zhang Sheng boiled sea formation.
The truth hidden under the turbulence has become much clearer.
Hui Diandeng hesitated for a long time, but finally agreed to leave with Shi Baibai.
He also carried the remains of Wei Daoxuan and the two incredibly heavy bronze doors.
After that, Wang Jin saw with his own eyes the talent of the Gray Immortal in digging.
Hui Dian Deng plus Xiao Hui...and Kong E who is just recovering from a serious injury.
It only took the three of them half an hour to dig a quite decent cellar in the backyard of Shibaibaitangkou.
This kind of efficiency, this kind of completion...
It made the capital soul of some people burn brightly for a while.
In order to prevent the strange object from affecting the ordinary people living in Shi Baibai's neighborhood, Wang Jin left all the ghost talk inhibitors on his body there.
The She family was very grateful to Hui Diandeng for informing Chang Tianqing's whereabouts, and promised to send someone to take turns watching him.
Wang Jin could also relax for the time being and turn his attention to himself.
Out of humanitarianism, he did not lock up Cook Jia and Kong E in the stone-white cellar.
There is dirt everywhere and it is not very suitable for living.
After all, he is a prisoner, so he still needs to be taken care of more or less.
So Wang Jin broke their limbs, tied bombs on them and stuffed them into the warm and comfortable basement.
Kong E looked very happy and even shed tears of emotion.
As for Chef Jia...he stopped moving when Wang Jin broke his arm.
Entered into a baby-like sleep.
Including Su Xi and the unconscious Wu Zhu, Wang Jin already has four of the Ten Evils.
"I gained a lot tonight."
The young man grinned, but accidentally pulled the wound on his neck.
"I am really tired when I am tired."
Wang Jin sighed and muttered helplessly.
His current mood was a bit like that of a high school student who had just finished his evening self-study that lasted until early in the morning and walked home alone.
There is an indescribable loneliness in the exhaustion.
"It would be great if I could have a hot midnight snack."
Wang Jin said unrealistic words while reaching out and pushing open the security door of his home.
squeak——
The old and disrepaired bearing made a heartbreaking groan, and Wang Jin subconsciously relaxed his movements.
He saw the fox-eared girl sleeping on the sofa, hugging her knees.
She was still wearing Wang Jin's old short-sleeved shirt, with her fair and smooth shoulders half exposed.
The slightly messy white hair fell gently, and the little head shook slightly as he nodded again and again.
The window was half open and the curtains were dancing in the wind.
The hazy moonlight fell gently, shining on the girl's flawless face, and also on the plate of steak on the table that didn't look very good.
Although it has become completely burnt due to repeated heating, it can be seen from the smiling face painted on the sauce that the owner of this dish is very attentive.
As if she heard the sound of the door opening, the girl's big furry ears twitched twice, trying to find the source of the sound.
After finding that everything was as usual, those big ears drooped in disappointment.
"This silly fox."
The young man quietly appeared in front of the girl and gently put a blanket on her.
Then he ate the steak on the table.
Still warm.
——
"Boss, morning."
The madman tightened the apron around his waist and waved his hand at Wang Jin, whose face was covered with tooth marks.
He wisely hid in his room yesterday and didn't come out all night.
It's a pity that the madman still can't understand why these two people didn't sleep in a good bed, but came over to squeeze into the sofa.
However, judging from Wang Jin's mental state, he rested well.
"Is this some kind of mysterious power from the immortal family?"
The madman touched his chin, seeming very interested.
"morning."
The young man sighed, and then plucked a fluffy little fox from his head.
I was nibbled all night again...but Hu Xiaobei calmed down a lot more than at the beginning.
"One plate is missing, boss, did you see it?"
The madman was about to walk into the kitchen when he suddenly remembered something and turned around to ask.
If anything is missing at home, you must report it in time. This is what Wang Jin has ordered.
After all, the likelihood of escaping from the basement with a spoon is low, but not zero.
"Plate? Wait."
The young man raised the little fox and put it to his ear, carefully identifying her sleep talk.
"Cookies, such big cookies."
The latter muttered, fluttered, and burped lightly.
"Thank you plate, it was sacrificed for me."
Wang Jin rubbed his temples, his grief palpable.
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"What we are going to learn today is the burning of metal..."
In class, a fat old man with a slightly bald head gave an impassioned lecture. From time to time, he would put his fingers into his mouth to dip some saliva in, and flip through the book.
Unfortunately, the students in the audience did not appreciate it very much.
After all, it was the first class in the morning, and many people were still awake.
This made the teacher a little frustrated.
His lecture voice paused, and his eyes began to scan around the audience.
Soon, his eyes rested on the boy in the back row by the window.
Unlike other students who were careless, this classmate kept looking up at him.
As a qualified people's teacher, he can even feel the long-lost aura from the other party.
It is the desire for knowledge and the love of learning.
"I haven't seen such serious classmates in a long time."
The male teacher wiped the corners of his tearful eyes, then raised his head from the roll call and said the name without hesitation.
"Classmate Wang Jin, get up and talk about your understanding of active metals such as aluminum and magnesium."
"Um?"
Wang Jin was stunned when he was asked a question for no apparent reason while he was sleeping, but he still stood up obediently.
"Aluminum and magnesium...are very useful."
He touched his chin and began to answer in response to the teacher's encouraging gaze.
"Magnesium is quite dazzling when it burns, so it can be used to make signal flares."
"Using the principle of thermite reaction, it will cause explosion... cough, high temperature will be generated."
Wang Jin, who had just woken up, almost said his true feelings by accident.
Fortunately, he responded quickly and changed his words in time, so that no one noticed anything unusual.
"It's very good. I turned over the book carefully as soon as I read it."
The teacher nodded with satisfaction, apparently regarding the young man in front of him as an top student who had previewed his homework in advance.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that most of Wang Jin's chemical knowledge came from his own hands-on work.
Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.
This sentence is quite correct.
"You just said explosion...you definitely said it, right?"
Zhang Wen, who was closest to Wang Jin, shrank his neck with a look of horror on his face.
It was as if the person sitting in front of me was a dangerous person who could blow up the school at any time.