In Da Tou's arms, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but straighten his waist, feeling indescribably comfortable all over his body.
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Then he lay down in Datou's arms and felt so comfortable that it was unbelievable.
After sleeping one night, I feel like my whole body is brand new.
He was not in a hurry to get up. Instead, he seemed to be thinking about it in Da Tou's arms, enjoying the fruit salad that Da Tou fed to his mouth.
On the other side, a small black box was taken out.
This box is exactly the one taken from the necklace of the three sisters.
After opening it, I saw two pairs of light blue bracelets lying quietly inside, which were the stolen treasures [Foreign Lost Star Rings]
The two bracelets were engraved with eight cloud patterns, and there were eight kinds of talismans matching them. After Ding Xiaoyi looked at them carefully, he couldn't help but be surprised.
He is still not the Amon of old, although in Song Xingxue's words he is completely illiterate.
However, after practicing the Encyclopedia of Formations, Zhengyi Formation, and studying the "Shangqing Sensing Sutra" obtained from Taoist Wu Jie, I already have a very high understanding of the formation talismans.
The cloud pattern on the double rings in front of him is more like some kind of natural formation. The other ring is imprinted with eight kinds of talismans, which makes him even more elusive and has extremely mysterious power.
These two bracelets look simple and unpretentious, but they are actually one yin and one yang. When combined with the yin and yang, the power is not known to be increased by many times, but the lethality is bound to be astonishing.
"No wonder Jie Zhi, this thing is one of the three treasures of the thieves, and it is indeed worthy of this name."
Looking at the bracelet, Ding Xiaoyi put it away silently, thinking: "I wonder what is so magical about the [Flying Star Hook] that Song Xingxue got."
Well, thinking about how much he had gained this time, he suddenly felt like he was an enemy.
But even so, he still gave him half of the other treasures he got as usual.
After all, compared to myself, they really put in a lot of effort.
Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi picked up his mobile phone and took a look at the video stored in the mobile phone. He couldn't help but smile knowingly. He got up from Da Tou and left all the other stolen treasures to Da Tou and let him figure it out and play by himself.
Immediately, he put away his psychic space and walked out of the room, intending to have something to eat.
As soon as he walked downstairs, he saw Song Xingxue sitting on the table early, eating breakfast with an expressionless face.
Compared to Ding Xiaoyi, he is not so happy. His body has not yet returned to normal, and the clothes he wears cannot help but fit poorly.
Even the hard bed for sleeping and resting is much smaller, and the legs of a person lying on the bed are still hanging out.
I can only curl up and rest, not to mention how uncomfortable it is after a night.
"Hey, it looks like you're recovering well. You'll be back to your usual height in two days. Do you have any clothes? Do you want me to lend you one?"
Ding Xiaoyi sat down, his mental outlook was obviously much better than his.
Song Xingxue has now returned to a height of about 1.9 meters, which is already within the range of a normal person.
It's just that Song Xingxing is still not used to studying. He shook the fan that looked like it had shrunk by one size and curled his lips: "No, I have spare clothes!"
After saying that, he turned to the left and said, "Look over there!"
Ding Xiaoyi looked around and saw a middle-aged man with a long beard and wearing sackcloth sitting in the corner.
There was also a box at hand, and I ate my food leisurely.
After taking a closer look, I didn't see anything different about this person.
"Do you know who he is??" Song Xingxue whispered.
He shook his head. Who could recognize this? He was not a local.
Song Xingxue was about to answer when a few wealthy businessmen outside the door hurried in. As soon as they entered, they rushed to the middle-aged man's table.
"Master Zhang Gu, it's really you. Why do you live here?"
Ding Xiaoyi, who was sitting at the table not far away, was startled when he heard this, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Zhang Gu with some deep meaning.
He has a goatee, small eyebrows, an unattractive appearance, a thin stature, and a weather-beaten face that looks a little old.
Such a humble-looking guy turned out to be Jia Zhanggu, who attracted the attention of everyone in the world.
This couldn't help but surprise him.
To be honest, I don't know whether I should thank him or blame him.
If it weren't for what he wrote, my name as a newbie might not have made such a big splash.
Not to mention that it will not attract the thieves giant Jie Zhi to come and recruit his disciples.
He would not have obtained a treasure like [Outer Territory Damage Star Ring] because of this.
But it is precisely because of his books that he is now a thorn in the side of everyone, and trouble comes one after another.
It's really him who succeeds and loses. It's really hard for me to evaluate Zhang Gu.
"I heard someone said that Master Zhang Gu is here. I thought he was lying to me, but it turned out to be true. Master, when will your next article be published?"
Several businessmen gathered in a circle and asked Zhang Gu when the next chapter would be written.
They all couldn't wait any longer.
But Zhang Gu ignored their intentions and ate the breakfast on the plate indifferently.
It's just that although Zhang Gu didn't speak, more and more people were watching, and after hearing the news, some people were rushing here in a hurry, trying to be the first to preempt Mr. Zhang Gu's new work.
"Let's go!"
Seeing that there were more and more people, Ding Xiaoyi didn't want to stay here any longer, so he called Song Xingxue and walked out of the inn.
As soon as he got out of the inn, he released the big head, along with the bulldragon beast.
The two of them got on and headed straight to the west gate of the city.
However, the two of them had just reached the city gate and before they could leave the city, Song Xingxue looked back and saw Zhang Gu following them.
This guy found a huge black bird from somewhere, rode on it with a small wooden box in his hand, and followed behind without saying a word.
"Hey, this guy seems to be blackmailing you!" Song Xingxue said with a bad smile.
"Ignore him, let's continue on our way. When we encounter danger, he will retreat on his own!"
For Zhang Gu, it was difficult for him to tell whether it was good or bad for him to follow him, so he simply ignored him.
The three of them walked along the southwest direction, and after jumping over the border city gate, the forest leaves on the road gradually became more and more sad.
The weather was getting hotter as we walked, and steam was rising from the ground. If a drop of water spilled down, it would have evaporated before it even hit the ground.
Fortunately, Ding Xiaoyi and Song Xingxue were both at the peak of disaster spirits, and they were no longer afraid of the cold and heat.
Zhang Gu held up a paper fan and opened the umbrella, hiding half of the shade.
The journey of the three of them was not too slow, it was even fast.
After walking for a while, the weather was really too hot, and even Meatball could hardly bear it, so he simply put them into the psychic space together with Big Head and Ox Dragon.
The big black bird that Zhang Gu sat down was still stumbling when walking.
Seeing this, he simply jumped off the black bird and waved his hand to signal the black bird to leave.
Then he followed behind without saying a word, planning to walk on foot like Ding Xiaoyi and Song Xingxue.
However, what he never expected was that when Ding Xiaoyi saw this, he just smiled coldly and took out another object from his spiritual space.
It was his big Barrett motorcycle.
"Buzzing..." Ding Xiaoyi got into the car, turned the accelerator, and as spiritual energy was injected into the body, the car's engine started immediately.
Zhang Gu was startled. He had never seen such a strange thing before. When he saw Ding Xiaoyi and Song Xingxue sitting on it, with a strange buzzing sound, it quickly rushed into the distance and gradually turned into a black dot.
Zhang Gucai reacted immediately. He stared at the surroundings with dumbfounded eyes. He saw an empty wasteland with no village in front of him and no store behind him.
Even his mount was gone, and he stood there alone for a moment.
The muscles at the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times. He silently took out a roll of silk from the small wooden box. He picked up a charcoal pen and wrote a paragraph on it. Then he put the things away with an indignant look, carrying the small wooden box.
Keep going.
It was still morning when they went out, but now it was already noon.
The sun above our heads was as hot as fire, baking the earth as if we were in an oven.
"It's been so long and this fool still doesn't give up??"
Under a shady mound, Ding Xiaoyi and Song Xingxue were sitting there eating watermelon.
Song Xingxue spit out a few watermelon seeds and poked his head out to take a look. He saw Zhang Gu from a distance, holding a paper umbrella in one hand and a broken stick he picked up from nowhere in the other, walking with difficulty.
"If he doesn't want to follow, just let him follow."
Ding Xiaoyi ate the watermelon unmoved, feeling that the distance was almost close, so he got on the motorcycle again and continued on the road with Song Xingxue.
When Zhang Guren walked up here step by step with difficulty, he saw watermelon rinds all over the ground.
I couldn't help but squint my eyes and look up, but I couldn't see very far away in the daylight.
I don’t know if I missed it or Ding Xiaoyi was too lazy to clean it up.
Zhang Gu was surprised to find that there was a big watermelon beside him. Immediately, a look of joy appeared in his eyes. For a moment, regardless of the image, he rushed forward, picked up the melon, sat on the ground and started eating.
The iced watermelon is sweet and crisp, which not only quenches thirst but also quenches hunger.
After eating most of the watermelon in one go, Zhang Gu put the remaining half of the watermelon in the box. He regained a lot of strength and immediately continued to walk forward holding up his walking stick and paper umbrella.
He didn't know how long he had been walking. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Zhang Gu had no choice but to stop and rest.
I took out the remaining half of the watermelon from the box and took a bite, but I felt that the taste was not right.
After taking a closer look, I discovered that the watermelon was stained with ink.
The ink had a bitter smell and dyed most of the watermelon black. When Zhang Gu saw this, he grinned: "I have been writing books all my life. How dare I say that I am a book writer without some ink?"
After saying that, he hugged the melon and started to chew it.
Just as he was eating the melon, the sky had turned completely dark, which was completely different from the scorching heat during the day. A strong wind blew, and Zhang Gu actually felt waves of ice coldness.
I couldn't help but tighten the collar of my tight shirt and moved half of my body to the corner a few inches.
However, the wind got stronger and stronger, whistling loudly
"clatter!!"
There was a crisp sound, and Zhang Gu couldn't help but take a closer look, only to see that there was an ice pimple as big as a pigeon egg on the ground.
It was still very hot during the day, and it actually started to hail at night.
Seeing this, Zhang Gu couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. No wonder people say that the land of Shu goes to the west and is outside the territory, and it is difficult for ordinary people to survive.
Just as he was surprised at the strange weather, the hail was getting heavier and heavier. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Gu quickly held the small wooden box in his arms and hid in the corner with an umbrella in his hand.
In just a blink of an eye, the paper umbrella in my hand was riddled with holes.
Zhang Gu's body was also bruised and bruised. After he noticed that the hail stopped, he immediately opened his clothes, took a look at the small wooden box that was tightly hidden behind him, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
But just when he put down the broken umbrella in his hand and subconsciously looked up, Zhang Gu's face suddenly froze.
Above his head, he saw a huge mountain-like snowball slowly breaking through the clouds and heading towards him...
