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Chapter 421 Cat Mandrill

In the next two days, the people in the town spent their time peeling gluttonous meat, and occasionally cooked some gluttonous meat to try.

However, the people are all mortals, and they can only get a little bit of the smell of meat. A little more will make them so excited that they can't sleep all night.

This made the work of sorting out the ruins go faster. Some simple sheds were gradually built, and everyone moved out of the inn lobby one after another.

As for the formal construction of the house, Yu Sheng discussed it with Li Zheng to give everyone a temporary reprieve.

If Yu Sheng builds the best inn in the world, the house in the town must also be unique. If it is too shabby, the style of the inn will be greatly reduced.

However, I still can’t make up my mind about what kind of building to build.

Fortunately, it was early autumn now, and the autumn tiger was still there. I was not in a hurry, so I decided to go to Yangzhou to find a craftsman to do some research.

Aunt Qing is very supportive of the large-scale construction projects for the rest of her life. In her opinion, as long as she stays here for the rest of her life and does not go to the Central Plains, everything will be fine.

But the most important thing now is to dry the gluttonous meat into dried meat, otherwise it will rot quickly in such weather.

While everyone was busy in full swing, Yu Sheng was sitting on the back of the beauty in the attic, looking at the lake in boredom, blowing the wind, and counting the waves.

"Hey, why am I the son of King Donghuang?" Yu Sheng said suddenly, with helplessness, regret and unwillingness in his tone.

Cao'er and Heiniu, who had taken a break from their busy schedule to chat, turned back and looked at him in surprise. They didn't know how Yu Sheng could express such emotion.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" Cao'er said. She held up a piece of gluttonous meat in her hand and was carefully feeding Qiuqiu to avoid being strangled to death.

"You don't understand." Yu Sheng crossed his legs on the table.

The black girl held a bowl of scallion noodles and was devouring it. After hearing what Yu Sheng said, she turned around after swallowing and said, "How about we switch?"

If she were the daughter of King Donghuang, she would first go back to the mountain streams around Junzi City, call out those dragons, and beat them until they kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Change? You still don't understand my loneliness." Yu Sheng drank a cup of tea and looked deeply at the birds in the sky.

"Suddenly becoming the son of King Donghuang, all the goals have lost their meaning." He lazily bathed in the sunshine, "Hey, the whole life of Longsheng has become boring."

As soon as he finished speaking, his aunt came out of the attic and kicked his legs off the table.

"It's boring, isn't it?" When Yu Sheng was caught off guard, Aunt Qing pinched Yu Sheng's ears, "Now I'll give you a goal and practice calligraphy!"

"Isn't that necessary?" Yu Sheng said, he had turned calligraphy into a hobby.

Are you interested? Of course you only practice when you are interested. You don’t have to work hard on weekdays.

And even though he said it in a boring way, he was just experiencing a helpless feeling similar to that of Hu Mu Yuan handsome.

"Practice, three hundred characters a day, no cheating, or I will take away your mirror." Aunt Qing narrowed her eyes and looked at the mirror in Yu Sheng's arms.

"Isn't that too cruel?" Yu Sheng said. Seeing that his aunt didn't look like a joke, he hurriedly said: "I'll practice, I'll practice."

It's not that Yu Sheng is reluctant to part with the power of the mirror, or the magical power of the mirror, it's just that Yu Sheng has been playing with the mirror recently and has just mastered it.

"Mirror, mirror, who is the most handsome man in the world?"

"You, the rest of your life." The mirror refracted the sun's rays, leaving three words on the roof. As for the most beautiful one, there is no doubt that it is King Donghuang.

It’s not that beauty cannot be seen in the eyes of lovers for the rest of their lives, it’s just that the owner of this mirror is the King of the East Wilderness. No matter how wet or burned they are for the rest of their lives, my aunt will never change her mind and be the most beautiful.

After taking out the Four Treasures of the Study, Cao'er and Hei Niu were driven away. When Yu Sheng was about to practice calligraphy, he took out the mirror again and was about to play with it when Aunt Qing snatched it away.

"Jealous." Yu Sheng curled his lips and practiced "Belly Pain Post" honestly.

Not to mention, after gaining magical powers, my tolerance for this post has skyrocketed, and I no longer need to go to the latrine as often.

He quickly finished practicing one hundred big characters. Yu Sheng shook his wrist and took his mind off the words. He saw his little aunt resting her chin on her hands and watching him write.

Yu Sheng put down his pen and said, "I think I can practice five hundred characters."

Aunt Qing glanced at Yu Sheng strangely, thinking that he had really taken the wrong medicine, "Then practice. If you don't practice for five hundred, you won't be allowed to eat."

Yu Sheng, whose legs were sore from standing, squatted down next to Aunt Qing, resting his chin on her knees. He raised his eyes and looked at her, "Well, if you practice enough, is there a reward?"

The little aunt saw him licking his lips, looked straight at her lips, and immediately understood what he was planning.

Aunt Qing circled her middle finger and flicked it on Yu Sheng's forehead, "Let me practice my calligraphy. Don't make mistakes here."

Yu Sheng said "Ouch" and stood up on his aunt's knees. When his head brushed through her hair, he quickly kissed her forehead with his lips.

Before Aunt Qing could recover, Yu Sheng teleported to the table and said, "I'm practicing my calligraphy now, don't disturb me."

It wasn't until dusk that Yu Sheng finished writing the five hundred characters, and then he got what he wanted before lighting the lamp. He didn't leave until he heard Bai Gaoxing's footsteps coming up to light the lamp.

With the motivation, I practiced calligraphy diligently every day for the rest of my life. After breakfast, I went upstairs to practice calligraphy voluntarily without being told by others.

Hei Niu looked at Yu Sheng's back and was surprised, "Is this still my lazy adult?"

She looked back at Aunt Qing, "Sister Qing, what medicine did you give him?"

"How miserable is your family?" Aunt Qing said. Although this kid has ulterior motives, she thinks the rest of his life is pretty good.

Just as the black girl was about to answer, a person fell at the door. Aunt Qing looked up and saw that it was not a stranger, but Yan Ting, the lord of the movie city.

"Miss Zhao, you are happy hiding here." Yan Ting glanced at Taotie, whose skeleton was gradually revealed, and walked in.

The dog was gnawing bones at his feet. When he saw someone coming, he barked "woof, woof" a few times to fulfill his duty as a dog.

Just as he was about to lower his head and continue enjoying, Yan Ting was startled, "Hey, this dog is really ugly!"

Now the dog became restless, bared its teeth and kept barking at Yan Ting. Rich is in trouble, Ye Ye Gao and Bai are happy, no one can persuade them.

"Let's go and play." Until Aunt Qing opened her mouth, the dog rested with the ending of "Ouch-woo-".

Yanting was sitting at the long table. Seeing that everyone was enjoying the meal, their faces were shiny and exuding the alluring aroma of green onions, so he hurriedly called out: "Give me a bowl too."

Wei Zai stood up and went to the back to serve food. Aunt Qing asked him: "How are you, the city lords, living in Zhaixing Tower?"

"It's okay. Now some city lords have returned one after another." Yan Ting said that the leader of the alliance has been established, and some of the city lords have to go back to prepare for the coming of Qi Qi.

As for Yanting, there is no need to go back. When he came, he left a shadow puppet in the city, which was equivalent to a clone, enough to allow him to control the city thousands of miles away.

Yan Ting looked around, "Where is the alliance leader? We have found out the latest trends and news about Yuqi."

Aunt Qing was startled and looked up at him, "Where is Yuqi now?"

Everyone who was dining also raised their heads.

Yan Ting said: "Follow the great river of the Central Plains, all the way to the east and then along the coast to the east wasteland."

Aunt Qing frowned. This trajectory is very strange. The land near the sea is mostly deserted due to sea monsters. What is this fish doing along the coast?

Seeing Aunt Qing's confusion, Yan Ting took the noodles handed over by Guai Zai, stirred them up and said, "It's chasing a mandrill [xiāo]."

"Cat mandrill, is it from Cat City?" Aunt Qing knew the Central Plains very well, "I don't remember that it has any parts of its body that the mandrill is concerned about."

"It's true that it doesn't have it, but it has it on its body. News came from the Central Plains that Mandrill stole a sword bone in Luo City." After Yanting said that, he lowered his head and took a bite of the scallion oil noodles.

"Hmm", he was so surprised that his eyes widened and he didn't care to say anything else. He buried his head in enjoying it, leaving Aunt Qing frowning in thought.

Sword bone, a bone that looks extremely ordinary, but when the bone comes from the great disciple of Baiyun City, the son of the saint who created the word, this bone is extraordinary.

According to legend, the sword bones contain the sword spirit of the god-slayer throughout his life. Whoever gets one piece can build a city, and whoever gets all of them can rival the gods.


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