The night is getting dark, and Huhan returns home.
Fortunately, it's winter, so if you go out all day with your furry ears and tail, you won't get sick from the heat.
...Jiang Han took a breath of white mist happily, hid at the door of his house and patted his snow-covered clothes.
Being more than a thousand meters above the ground, traveling on a broomstick or in a vehicle pulled by a griffin, I have become accustomed to this kind of life. Before I knew it, more than half a year had passed since Jiang Han came to this world.
Even though my heart is still nostalgic for my hometown in another world.
But still indulge in the beauty.
"The other me, don't be surprised by the fact that humans live on the ground... and there are subways. Ah, according to the witch's idea, it is not enough to live on the ground, you have to go down.
Digging?'... Hiss, the only thing that won't cause panic may be the disintegration of the Soviet Union."
In a sense, this is downright terrifying.
...Jiang Han imagined his other self. What would he do in his hometown when he grew up as a witch? Maybe he would invent a single-blade propeller that shocked the whole world? After all, the self who had traveled through time had terrifying magic power and talent. Then,
Should the self who traveled through the past also have terrible talents and talents?
She rubbed her hands, twitched her fox ears, shook off the snowflakes, and murmured to herself:
"Otherwise, that would be too unfair, wouldn't it?"
call
Another snowflake hit her face directly. This was an awkward time, just like the time when the heating was on but there was no heating or air conditioning at the beginning of winter. Kongdao did not turn on the protection against snowflakes.
Barriers, or things like that, can only be found in top locations like Yulu Sky Island, right?
Although Jiang Han lives in a middle-class area, there is indeed no such configuration in the middle-class area. On the contrary, it is also very embarrassing!
Most of the poorer witches, or those without capital, live together in witch apartments, and such places are heated early due to the special construction of the apartments.
But the house of a middle-class witch family like this is not heated in advance.
While enjoying the open gardens, leisurely scenery, and the forest in the community, the middle-class witches have to endure the fact that heating will not be available until December 1.
"Haah... it's so cold, so cold that my fingers are almost turning red from the cold." Jiang Han took off his gloves and breathed a sigh of relief. At least there were warm stones in the room, so it was quite warm.
Boom, boom.
The sound of exploding snowflakes is closer to the sound of popping? But if it is changed to the sound of 'piapia', it seems not good.
Looking along the sound, through the glass, I saw the ice bear in the garden, which had already begun to dance Michael's moonwalk. After it jumped, its fat flesh and thick fur rippled like a gurgling sound.
It's like it's made of water.
"This is no longer fat, but it can prove the extent of Miss Dinisa's shooting, right? Although, I have never seen her shoot."
...Jiang Han sighed helplessly. Although he was the culprit of fattening the ice bear, but:
"I'll give you food, but you don't have to eat it. You're such a weak-minded bear."
Although it is not easy to expect a bear to have self-control.
She put her gloves into a convenient storage rack, bent down and took off her boots. Because of the warm plush lining, the snow-white pantyhose had become translucent as if they were wet. She flexed her toes.
, it feels a bit sticky.
"It's so cold." She took out her slippers and put them on her feet, with her toes gently touching the floor. After the slippers were firmly on, she shook her fox ears. "Fortunately, I don't have any body odor, but I kind of want to take a shower."
Work is not an easy task. Walking and shopping with witches with different personalities is really a kind of torture.
As we all know, witches have weird and peculiar personalities. Sometimes they are very extreme, and sometimes their way of thinking is extremely terrifying. To describe it as neurotic:
Most of them are neurosis after rational thinking.
He's the type who commits a perverted crime and thinks to himself, "Ah, I've never been to the barbecue restaurant down the street." At the same time, he handles the scene very well and carefully.
The guests also like to coax me in a coaxing tone.
...Jiang Han walked to the living room. Although it was already evening, there was rarely anyone at home.
Naturally, the two mothers obviously worked overtime at the end of the year. Miss Zhenling was probably training spells at a free training ground. Liang Cuoyu and Jiang Miao both politely left letters explaining their situation.
[Liang Cuoyu: Put the rice and soup in the thermal pot owo]
[Jiang Miao: I made handmade beef jerky and added some black pepper, =]
Rather than saying it was polite, it would be better to say...gentleness? Jiang Han laughed when he looked at the sentences left by the two people on the paper, and walked back comfortably, feeling relieved from the soreness in his back and back that had been walking all day.
was released in a gentle way.
Lying on her furry tail, she squinted her eyes and snorted comfortably.
The tail of the nine-tailed fox is no longer a weak point. It can be said to be a very terrifying weapon. The tough and fluffy fur can instantly turn into a sharp blade and beat an object into pieces. And the fox will not feel any pain or anything when he lies down on it.
, soft, fluffy, almost as irresistible magic as the morning sheets, once you are obsessed with it, you can't escape.
This kind of work is indeed very hard, to say the least.
It's more difficult than going to the wild and becoming a dragon hunter.
If you are a witch jungler, you will always be able to meet friends with whom you can talk, and you will always meet friends with whom you can talk. But if you work in this kind of service industry, make friends with customers? Is that a joke? Although it looks like
They seem to have a good relationship, but in reality it's just a matter of appearance.
Put on a smile to greet you, put on a smile but analyze in your heart what the other person wants and want to see, and then try to satisfy the other person. This is the uncomfortable part of being a "friend rental" service.
Of course, whatever it is to do the job.
Or, buy a friend to accompany you for the day.
This is all slightly psychopathic behavior.
"I want to hang out with Cen Jing and Qiao Rou after work." Jiang Han looked at the ceiling, thinking quietly.
Gulu...
My stomach made a protesting sound. It was already severely lacking in fillings after a whole day of action.
Jiang Han started thinking about the tail. This fox tail is simply the best pillow. Today, the guests grabbed and rubbed it many times, and almost had a few hairs pulled off. This is the strength of the nine-tailed fox's tail.
, being able to be hairy can only mean that the guests are too strong.
hungry.
…She turned and walked towards the kitchen.
On the stove in the kitchen, there is a thermos pot with shiny blue lines on the outside. Beef jerky dried with magic is hanging next to it. The aroma of black pepper and beef comes from a distance.
"It was a big help, Zhenling, and A Miao." It was indeed a big help. Jiang Han could use magic to conjure food, but it was a bit cumbersome, and what he conjured were raw materials that were convenient for cooking. He wanted to make them quickly.
The only way to eat is through the art of bread.
It is also called the 'food creation technique', also known as the shit making technique.
There are not many witch Jiang Han who can use that kind of magic to cook delicious dishes.
She happily took a sip of the thick soup, and then ate half a black pepper beef jerky. She sighed with satisfaction, and then looked at the refrigerator:
"It's time to drink Coke."
So, she opened the refrigerator.
The compartments inside have changed again. Witches like changes very much, so they will often adjust the placement of storage cabinets and cupboards. Naturally, the refrigerator is also often tidied, Jiang Han's refrigerator
Usually the Coke was placed on the middle level the day before yesterday, but today the Coke is placed on the top level.
"Ah...wu, ah!" Jiang Han struggled to tiptoe, his face bulged, and he stretched out his hands desperately to barely reach a bottle of Coke.
"Really, take good care of your family's feelings. Neither I, nor Jiang Miao, nor Comrade Jiang Xuan can get Coke easily." Jiang Han complained and saw the Coke in the refrigerator.
The witch egg was startled:
"Wow! So big!"
It turns out that the witch eggs that my sister bought at Vientiane Commercial Street half a year ago have already entered the incubation state. During this period of time, these witch eggs have failed to hatch one after another, and the success rate is lower than Jiang Han imagined.
The one in front of me should be the last one. It has grown to be about bigger than two basketballs.
"Aww, is this what the witch egg looks like when it grows up?" Jiang Han observed the witch egg closely.
The eggshell looks opaque and has three colors: fiery red, leaf green, and sea blue. It just looks like an integrated version of Pokémon.
These lines shine with magical power, symbolizing the magical power that the witch possesses at birth.
Very beautiful.
"I feel like this little guy has an extraordinary background, but I don't know why it was leaked to the country... Well, the transaction of witch eggs requires an official background. I think this little guy may have a bloodline? He is some kind of strange witch.
…”
...Jiang Han made a guess.
Although he has never seen a large witch egg in hatching state, Jiang Han knows that when he was a child, witch eggs were white and the size of ping pong balls. Whether they were sirens, sea monsters, or purebred Muggles, the eggs looked
They're all exactly the same.
"I don't know if witch eggs will all have three-color patterns when they grow up, but they are really beautiful, like works of art."
...She looked at the witch egg with a loving expression, and a slight voice came from her ears:
crackle.
Jiang Han blinked:
"ah?"
Crack!
The sound became louder, and a thin crack opened on the three-color witch egg.
"...Eh?" Jiang Han's eyes widened, and he was frightened by this situation. "Hey! Is it going to hatch? Ah? Is it going to hatch?"
Crack! Crack!
As if in response to her panic, the eggshell made a mocking sound and crackled.
Jiang Han, who had never received incubation training or been to a professional institution, held the ring on his hand with one hand during this crisis:
"Angelette von Ludwig!"
Call her by your full name. It’s easier for her to hear you by your full name!
There has never been such an urgency, wanting the great witch to hear her words, welling up in Jiang Han's heart. She was so overwhelmed that she almost stretched out her hand to press the witch's egg tightly, and almost used 502 glue to seal it.
The cracks in the egg are glued together.
She stretched out her hand, but didn't dare to touch it casually.
A pair of snow-white hands took one step ahead of her and picked up the hatching witch egg.
She turned her head, but only saw gray hair, and heard Angelette's reassuring, calm voice:
"The condition of premature birth, Miss Jiang Han, is just the condition of premature birth."
Angelette walked out of the kitchen and saw their hot spring. She walked directly over and threw the incubating witch egg into it. At the same time, she comforted Jiang Han and said:
"The newborn witch can breathe in the water. Now we just need to wait quietly for her to hatch... You called my name so eagerly just now, it scared me a little."
Huh, huh...
Although he didn't do anything, Jiang Han still breathed a sigh of relief and laid his ears softly on his head.
She looked at Angelette who was wearing an exquisite evening dress, smiled sheepishly and asked:
"Um, Anjie, are you busy?"
"Well, I attended a banquet." Anjie added casually, "The banquet hosted by Peak Witch Magazine."
Jiang Han was startled:
"Isn't that important?"
"Don't worry, I just said to go to the bathroom." Anjie nodded to her and said in a calm voice, "The bathroom is a common excuse used by witches to get out."
"Is that so..." Jiang Han patted his chest: "I was scared to death just now. It hatched suddenly."
Anjie joked:
"I was also shocked. After teleporting here, I saw a witch pointing at the baby witch who was about to emerge from her shell."
"Ha, haha..." Jiang Han covered his face and laughed awkwardly.
You almost thought you were blackmailed, right? Miss Anjie.
