Everything in front of you really subverted Zhuque's cognition.

Is this dilapidated house that Maoer came to? There is no door at all?

Dahuang led the way, limping and seemingly cheerful, and stepped into a broken house that did not even have a door.

Uninhabited, facing the door, there are two clay statues that are as broken as the house. The patent leather is mottled and it is difficult to distinguish the color. The facial features are gray and covered with spider webs. Judging from the hairstyle, it can be vaguely judged that it is a man and a woman, sitting cross-legged side by side, each with a cane on one side...

Zhuque suddenly felt very friendly. She guessed that this was a mountain temple or a land temple. The one who worshipped the land god, the land god, and the incense had long been ruined.

Among the gods and Buddhas in the heavens, these two seem to be the most down-to-earth and most inspiring.

The atheist soul does not avoid these things. She slowly wandered around the land temple, her eyebrows and eyes frowned, and she was very dissatisfied with the environment.

Such a delicate girl (after all, she had just traveled through time and her identity could not change for a while), just like before, she curled up in the haystack behind the statue with the local dog Dahuang, and the psychological gap was too big.

When Dahuang entered the Land Temple, he was always happy. He lay on one side, stretched out his big tongue to lick the wounds and filth on his body. In some places, it was old-fashioned, with black scabs that stuck to the fur.

Dogs have extremely strong tolerance, no matter how much pain they feel, they will not speak.

After inspecting the land temple of ten square meters, Zhuque chose the relatively cleanest place to sit on the ground, leaning on the ground with his back against the earth beneath the feet of the Tudipo, and adjusting his breathing.

After being hungry for so long, several bags of chicken claws could not replenish all the nutrients needed by the body for a while. She was very tired, and her limbs were soft and her tendons were thrusting.

There are also extremely important things to do.

My throat and stomach were still on fire, and I was so thirsty that I couldn't bear it for a moment.

Zhuque stretched out his tongue to moisten his lips and began to experiment with the spell again: "Eat bones...spicy chicken feet...no, don't have spicy chicken feet! Water, water, bottled water, absolutely clean, and clean the house, latex mattress, memory pillow..."

I was sick and went to the doctor. I still haven't confirmed what the principle of the spicy chicken feet that were vacuum-packed out of thin air is. I can only reach out and touch it and talk nonsense.

Zhuque didn't see it. The first one that fell from the ground from her palm was half a bottle of pure water with a lid. It rolled several times, and the water flowed out of the bottle's mouth and was bitten by the dog's mouth...

Zhuque opened her eyes this time. She had changed from a dilapidated land temple to another even more weird place.

Strange, a little familiar.

Zhuque raised his hand and twisted his face, it hurt.

She raised her legs, walked a few steps, opened her mouth again, and shouted, "Is anyone? Where is this?"

No one answered her, the world was as quiet as it was, in fact, it was indeed still. Zhuque saw a pot of tea brewing on an office desk, and white steam floated above the transparent glass pot, motionless.

On tiptoe, stretch out your fingers to touch, and there is also the temperature, just the right temperature.

Zhuque took a teacup for himself, filled it with it, and drank it all.

Just give up your vigilance. If you fall into such a strange scene, it is better to enjoy it freely.

After drinking the pot of black tea, the surroundings were still quiet.

There was not a sound in my ears, but it was certain that the sound came from outside this world, and it was the whine of the native dog after discovering that his owner had evaporated from the world.

Zhuque had a mess in his mind and had not fully understood what was going on. He spontaneously grabbed the small and small bag of instant noodles and ham sausages that were closest to him and stored. Before he could try various spells of "going out" in his mouth, the thought of going out flashed in his mind, and the man had already sat back to the feet of the Landlord.

Different from before, the colorful and colorful hands in my arms, instant noodles, ham sausages, and inexplicably there was a transparent glass cup like I imagined.

Is it too fantasy? Zhuque didn't bother to comfort Dahuang's joyful jumping feeling when he saw his master's strange appearance, stuffed the food in his arms into the haystack behind Tudipo, and silently recited in his heart again: "Get in."

Sure enough, I went in.

It is still the empty land, with the containers everywhere, mostly bound and closed.

There were traces of someone working in the place where I drank tea just now, the water dispenser and the coffee machine were in a working state, and the indicator light was still green.

Zhuque continued to walk inward, judging that she was in a large warehouse. As for her current small body, she could not easily open any tightly packed container. She could only find samples of goods that were open and seemed to be being inspected.

Fortunately, in addition to instant noodles, ham sausage, spicy chicken feet, she also found a large number of raw eggs, flour and other ingredients, as well as pineapple eggs, cakes and snacks.

I just got hungry and almost starved to death. Naturally, I focused more on food. The rest is not very important. I can wait and continue to explore later.

Zhuque appeared again, and Dahuang shook her tail and came forward to pluck her arms, as if she had met again after a long time. The colorful food that had just been stuffed into the haystack was not moved intact. It can be seen that this native dog understands the rules and does not eat it without the owner feeding it.

When exploring a new world, Zhuque was in a good mood and did not dislike the smell of rhubarb. He used his teeth to tear open the packaging skin of the ham sausage and handed it to the mouth of rhubarb.

Originally, Zhuque didn't like to talk, but it didn't mean she didn't need the companionship of a breathing animal around her. She just ate one by herself, one rhubarb, and then shared two bags of instant noodles. It was pretty good and she felt safe.

The night became heavier, and the mosquito biting action was unceremoniously unfolding. Zhuque tried twice to bring rhubarb into the mysterious warehouse to share the quiet and comfortable. Unfortunately, it was not successful.

The only gain is that Dahuang seems to be used to the owner disappearing constantly, no longer whining or nervously looking for it.

Then I'm sorry.

Zhuque cleaned up the remaining food packaging bags unrighteously and silently recited "Go in".

It seems that things that originally belonged to the warehouse can be easily entered and exited.

Zhuque found that there were a few hays entering the warehouse again...

That is to say, only breathless living things that do not belong to the warehouse cannot enter or exit?

The temperature in the warehouse was moderate, and Zhuque didn't spend any more time looking for quilts and other objects, and climbed directly to a relatively soft packaging box and lay down. She was very tired and fell asleep quickly.

Half-dream and half-awake, it seemed as if I saw the purple lightning again, and I heard the deafening thunder...

No, it seems that there are still eyes staring at me...
Chapter completed!