The first thing Yuan Xing did when he got home was to open the refrigerator, take out the happy water, and fuck it hard while turning it out to turn on the phone.

He left for three days, and during this period he missed several calls, and in addition to his parents' phone calls, there were two unknown numbers.

I called my parents back and chatted for a while. Fortunately, I greeted me before leaving, otherwise it would be difficult to explain the three days of missing. As for the other calls, I only did not see them.

There were also many messages on Weiwei, including those who asked him about his recent situation and advised him to return to secular life, some asked him to help bargain, and some promoted products by WeChat businesses. Among them, Lao He had a lot of messages, and there were more than a dozen of them, all of whom asked if he had time to go out to get together, but in the end, he became cute even if he didn't reply.

Yuan Xing looked at the shaking dog head above, resisted the urge to send animated picture, thought for a while before replying: "It's the weekend."

Then, "Received, I'll set a place now."

After chatting for a few more words, Yuanxing then put away the phone and began to examine the gains of this time travel.

The biggest gain of this is to learn "Light Water Flowing Waves". This light skill is now in the art. It is not only fast, but also able to cross the air without traces. If you wear a white dress and hold a long sword in your hand to perform this skill, it is elegant, elegant and elegant, just like a banished immortal, completely satisfying all the fantasies about the martial arts world when you were young. Unfortunately, he touched his bald head, and his hardware conditions are now a little worse.

Another gain was the bag of medicinal materials that Fang Qiwu gave him. This time, Taoist Master Fang bought precious medicines that are scarce in modern society, and all he spent was only some money that was not very valuable in modern times. Not only were they purely natural and pollution-free, but they were all first-class in the year. I was worried about what to buy martial arts auxiliary medicines in the future. This time traveled through time to solve a big problem. Now, I have a year of medicinal materials, which has saved a lot of money.

In fact, it is not impossible to get more benefits. If Xuanyuan Baoyu was given to Jinchan, he might improve his skills a lot, but he only trusted the skills he had developed little by little, and only felt at ease when he was down-to-earth and took one step at a time, because this is what he really had. It would be that his foundation would be unstable if he entered too fast. If there was any change, or if Jinchan took back the gifted improvement in the future, he would not know how he died.

In addition, if you accept the imperial edict and spend some time entering the palace to face the saint, you may have many advantages if you operate it well, such as more exquisite martial arts secrets, more precious medicinal materials, and even treasures of heaven and earth, and you will have the chance to obtain it, but you dare not.

He can't show off, and he really can't play with the great monks and great masters. The emperor has received elite education since he was a child, and there are even more masters who are proficient in Buddhist principles around him. How could he fool him with more modern knowledge? If he can't pretend, wouldn't he become a bad pen?

He is not funny either, he has no comedy cells on his body. If he angers the emperor, he can still be a slander by being funny and cute.

He is just a little miser and has been practicing honestly. At present, he is just a miscellaneous fish. Any expert in his own right can be killed. Although later generations have evaluated that Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng has a cowardly personality and likes to enfeoff sacrifices. He believes that gods and Buddhas are a "confused emperor", you must truly believe in historical records, haha.

Thinking about these things in his mind, he opened the bag, and the medicinal materials inside were wrapped neatly in oil paper. After checking them one by one, some of the remaining water still needs to be dried before they can be stored for a long time.

Today, the autumn was clear and the weather was cool. I took plastic cloth and spread it in the yard, and carefully placed the medicinal materials on it.

"Meow..." The soft and cute screams came to my ears. Yuan Xing turned his head and looked at the little guy on his side. This was a kitten with a black body and only four white claws. At this moment, he was staring at the medicinal materials with curious eyes on his little head.

"Are you still here? These are not for you to eat." Maybe it was because of the boredom of staying. Yuanxing was working, and chatting with the kitten without a word: "I thought I was leaving, why are you back?"

The origin of this cute little thing is very unusual. That day, he fought with Yuanxing in the city. After the battle, the four hooves left behind in the scene, and the scene was unconscious. Yuanxing felt pity and kicked him in his arms and took him back. He was afraid that the evil spirit would not be eliminated, so he attached it to it and harmed people. After observing for a night, he saw that everything was normal. He bought canned fish with the suspicious and contemptuous look of the shop owner and returned to feed him.

I don’t know whether it was because of the canned fish or the kitten that had already become spiritual, so I stayed in this yard since then and couldn’t drive it away.

After two days like this, when he traveled through the Northern Song Dynasty, he suddenly couldn't find this guy. Yuanxing thought it had left, and he was quite regretful. Monks cannot keep pets, so the kitten was saved, so naturally it was not listed. Yuanxing sometimes was quite bored alone, and he thought it was good to have this little thing beside him, but he was a companion at least, right?

At this time, Yuanxing had finished the work in his hand. Seeing this, the kitten came over and rubbed his head against his legs. He lifted the little guy up and hugged it in his arms, muttering: "I don't have that much can for you to eat. Even you have fish, but I can only eat radish and cabbage. Who can I reason with?" He said that, but the corners of his mouth were unconsciously raised.

The kitten's big watery eyes kept staring at him, and he meowed as if he was responding.

"What? You said you want cat food? Isn't that more expensive? I can't afford to support you." Yuan Xing pretended to make a fuss and lifted it up.

"Puchi" a woman's voice came from the gate of the courtyard.

Only then did Yuanxing realize that the gate of the courtyard was not closed, and everything that had just happened was seen by the people outside the gate.

Putting the kitten on the ground, he entrusted the eleventh ritual: "Amitabha, it was the donor of Xia. I am sorry for my mistakes."

"Master Yuanxing is so elegant." Xia Xiaonan walked in with a smile, glanced at the kitten hiding behind Yuanxing's legs: "This little guy is so cute, is it raised by his master?"

"It happened to be taken in, which is also fate." Yuan Xing explained briefly and asked again: "I don't know what important things are to bother the donor to go this trip in person?" These officials from the Supervisor's Office were the masters of the Three Treasure Hall without any trouble. I don't know what happened in the past few days.

Xia Xiaonan glanced at him strangely, always thinking that the monk was talking strangely today. But she didn't know that the other party had been in the Northern Song Dynasty for more than three months, and had not yet come over, so her words would naturally bring some ancient styles.

"There's something really wrong this time." She closed her smile and said, "Your phone is turned off, the captain tells me to come and have a look."

"Uh..." Yuan Xing finally knew who called the two unknown numbers and scratched his head unconsciously.
Chapter completed!