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Chapter 17 I fought, I don't want to die, I figured it out! Continue reading

"Hehe, Yushou, my Yushou, hehe, this is the Yushou of the Son of God who is both beautiful and wise. Hehehe, it smells so good..."

On the way back to Inazuma Castle, Lu Yuan hugged the royal guard that he had just brought back. The delicious fragrance left by the Yao Shenzi was floating on the royal guard, and Lu Yuan smiled like a crazy man.

This symptom has been going on for a long time.

Little Paimon scratched his head in confusion:

"Lu Yuan, is this thing so precious? As for this?"

Lu Yuan came to his senses.

Glancing at little Paimon.

"Little Paimon, you don't understand... Also, don't think that I have forgotten what you did just now! I will starve you for three days as punishment when I go back!"

Little Paimon quickly showed his kindness.

"Hehe... Lu Yuan, you are the best. I didn't mean to say that just now."

"You know you're wrong?"

"Yeah, Paimon knows he was wrong!"

In front of delicious food, Paimon can say this a hundred times without any hesitation.

Lu Yuan smiled, not really hungry for Paimon.

After carefully putting the guard away, Lu Yuan hummed a little tune and continued walking, forgetting even about harvesting clovers along the way.

Lu Yuan was so happy to get this guardian.

When he was playing games in the past, he really wanted this guardian.

But at that time, the game only said that this thing was used to grant blessings. Lu Yuan did not expect that it could also be used as a pass!

This is a gift from the beautiful and wise Lord Yae Kamiko!

Who understands?!

Of course little Paimon doesn't understand.

Isn’t it just a matter of making more tofu and writing more novels a day?

Worth it!

Lu Yuan, who was in a good mood, hung the imperial guard in a conspicuous position on his belt, and he almost had the idea to stick it on his forehead.

But when he was about to enter Daozuma City, Lu Yuan thought of another thing.

As the saying goes, don't show off your wealth, it's a crime to have a jade!

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan quickly hid the imperial guard again, fearing that someone would accidentally steal it or be touched by dirty hands.

Who understands this kind of psychological game?!

"Lu Yuan, this time we finally don't have to hide anymore."

Paimon Jr. said.

Lu Yuan nodded, with a smile on his lips.

Although the wealth is not exposed, if someone from the shogunate army interrogates him, don't blame him for starting to show it.

Lu Yuan held his chest high and strode into Daozuma City.

His little eyes kept looking around, and for the first time, Lu Yuan actually expected to be discovered by the shogunate army, who would check his pass again.

But what surprised Lu Yuan was that he didn't meet the shogunate army today!

"Hey, where have all the shogunate troops gone?"

Paimeng looked around, but could not see the shadow of the shogunate army.

The corners of Lu Yuan's mouth twitched.

Is this life?

When I don't want to see the shogunate army, the shogunate army patrols the door of my house every day.

I hope that by the time I see him, I won't be able to see him at all.

Where are people?

Lu Yuan didn't know where he was.

But if it wasn't there, there wouldn't be. Lu Yuan wouldn't go so far as to find a few shogunate soldiers to man Dao's wife and hang out in front of them.

Even with a little bit of disappointment, Lu Yuan returned home to Xiaogong.

Xiaogong seems to be quite busy in recent days and is not at home at the moment.

Fortunately, Lu Yuan has the key.

In order to protect his guardian, Lu Yuan didn't go anywhere as soon as he entered the house and sat cross-legged on the tatami in front of the table in his room.

"Little Paimon, don't disturb me next time." Lu Yuan's expression was serious.

"Lu Yuan, what are you going to do?"

"What do I want to do?" Lu Yuan sneered twice:

"I want to code!"

"I have figured it out. God will only favor those who are diligent! Either he will starve to death or I will starve to death. I am still young, why can't I give it a try?!"

"I fought hard! I risked my life! I don't want my life!... Now it's better to have some big guys who can code 24 hours a day, preferably those from Yae-tang, to see who of us is more diligent!"

Little Paimon's eyes widened, thinking that Lu Yuan was extremely powerful.

"Then...Lu Yuan, how many words did you write in a day?"

Lu Yuan hummed:

"one thousand."

"oh oh..."

He had been typing from afternoon to evening. It felt like it was almost time for dinner. Lu Yuan stretched and stood up.

Little Paimon turned toward the table and wrote five or six lines of words on a piece of paper.

Paimeng stretched out his little hand and clicked it. After repeating it several times, he looked at Lu Yuan doubtfully:

"Lu Yuan, aren't there only a little over two hundred words here?"

Lu Yuan glared at Paimon:

"You don't understand, this is called concentration, which is the essence!"

"But..." Little Paimon wanted to ask, but was stopped by Lu Yuan.

"Little Paimon, do you still want to eat tonight?"

!!!

Little Paimon changes face at the speed of light:

"Hehe, Lu Yuan is right, the essence is the concentrated one!"

Lu Yuan got into the kitchen.

Regarding the novel... Lu Yuan can only take it one step at a time.

Now that I have obtained the Royal Guard, it seems... I have lost a little creative passion.

How can this be done without the support of readers?!

Although Shen Zi can be considered a reader, Lu Yuan always felt that something was strange.

"Forget it, don't worry about it for now."

Putting aside distracting thoughts, Lu Yuan happily started preparing dinner.

After having food from the Emiya family, Lu Yuan also fell in love with the feeling of cooking for himself.

Seeing others looking satisfied after eating, Lu Yuan felt a different kind of happiness.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan thought of Wabajiang.

Lu Yuan looked out the kitchen window.

Today is already the third day of Wabaojiang’s trip.

"I wonder when Wana-chan will come back?"

Lu Yuan shook his head, lit the fire, started the pot, and prepared today's dinner.

Let’s make a stir-fried koji melon and Jueyun pepper first.

...

After a busy day, Xiaogong returned home happily.

As soon as he opened the door, Xiaogong's little nose moved.

“It smells so good...”

He hurriedly ran into the living room, where Lu Yuan was wearing thick baking gloves and carrying a large bowl of hot soup.

Hearing the footsteps, Lu Yuan saw Xiao Gong in the direction of the door and said:

"Xiao Gong, you are back. Come and have dinner."

There were eight plates and eight bowls on the table, which was more abundant than usual.

Suddenly, Xiao Gong thought of something.

"Lu Yuan, have you got the pass?"

Lu Yuan nodded and put the soup on the table:

"got it."

"Very good!"

As soon as Lu Yuan finished speaking, Xiao Gong rushed over and hugged Lu Yuan. His smiling eyes were crescent-shaped, and he looked extremely happy.

Lu Yuan, who had no time to react, was almost knocked down.

The smell of fireworks on Xiaogong's body mixed with the body fragrance of a young girl, turning into a smell unique to Xiaogong, which kept drifting into Lu Yuan's nose.

For a moment, Lu Yuan could feel the heat of Xiao Gong's body, and a softness that he did not possess.

"Xiao, Xiao Palace... the soup is about to be spilled!"

Lu Yuan, who was blushing slightly, said in a panic.


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