Light Keeper

Chapter 110 Start a New Mission

In the end she deadpanned and Seth returned to the original place.

Seth signed another contract with her, and she has become the keeper of the lamp under the jurisdiction of Seth!
But other people's race is the guardian of the lamp, but her race remains the same, and she has an extra profession.

〒_〒 Isn’t this really a scam?

Song Shuyun went back to her tree house in a mess, not even paying attention to Shujue greeting her.

Shu Jue didn't care, and went to the shopping mall alone.

Song Shuyun was alone, lying quietly on the hammock in the tree house, silently looking at the shopping page.

A woman's mood is destined for three points, and seven points depend on shopping!
The bad mood that cannot be relieved by shopping must be because the money spent is not enough!
If spending too much can't alleviate it, it must be the wrong way to spend money!
So in Song Shuyun's tree house, there are idyllic partitions, flower stands, flowers, fish tanks, bathrooms, wardrobes...

She bought all kinds of snacks again!
There are many kinds of snacks, and she has seen very few of them. Song Shuyun's mouth is drooling looking at the dazzling array of things.

In anticipation of the future, she added another one, eating all the snacks in the Lord God Mall!
She put all the elements that she once wanted but couldn't afford into her tree house, and she also bought the most popular novel in the mall <Across 1 Planes to Hug You> and read it.

The writing is really good, Song Shuyun praises the author's brain hole!
But it's a pity that the book has been serialized for more than 9000 years. It is said that the hero and heroine are still not together. The plot is full of ups and downs, and the love is described bloody.

Song Shuyun was so excited that she forgot the time.

She didn't get up until Shujue came back from shopping and knocked on her door.

The big tree where she lives has been surrounded by a wooden fence.

The fenced yard is filled with flowers.

Shujue lay there looking very excited, stretched out his fingers and wanted to pinch off one flower, seeing Song Shuyun opened the door and came out, he withdrew his hand again.

Song Shuyun stood at the door and asked him.

"Are you leaving?"

Shujue nodded, and then said again: "My mission this time will last a long time, maybe hundreds of years, and you may have to buy a pass to do the mission."

Song Shuyun was taken aback for a moment, and her thoughts surged instantly.

What is a passport? Don't you have a contract? Could it be related to your becoming a lamp keeper?
Shujue didn't know what she was thinking, and continued to explain: "The passport is a certificate for not returning here when the plane is too big and there are too many tasks, but to continue the tasks directly according to the time trajectory."

Seeing that Song Shuyun didn't understand, Shujue became impatient, and his scarred face was extremely ferocious.

"Our mission time is different. After you finish a mission, you can start the next mission with the pass, without being trapped in the client's body!"

Song Shuyun was taken aback by Shujue's ferocity, and felt that she was really lost, the boss dared to show her face, no matter whether she understood or not, she nodded immediately.

Liu Guang's explanation appeared at the right time, because the mission time of the two was not consistent, the main mission was not completed, and Song Shuyun could not come back after the mission was over, so he had to use the pass to start the next mission on the same plane.

She was helpless, the money seemed impossible to save.

Fortunately, it was not too expensive, and with a bit of luck, if she hadn't had little savings in the previous plane, she wouldn't even be able to afford the passport.

Song Shuyun calculated the time and bought a hundred copies directly!
I can't use it up this time, but I can use it again next time!
But if it's not enough, you'd be silly!
Shujue asked her impatiently again if there was anything she needed to prepare, and Song Shuyun hurriedly exchanged for a knife and a soft armor.

She also looked at the gun and exchanged it for the cheapest one. Only 20 bullets were exchanged.

Seeing her like this, Shujue reminded her.

"Every plane is suppressed. If you take out weapons and tools that are different from the time and space you are in, you will have to deduct your luck!"

Song Shuyun nodded, expressing her understanding.

She has read all the rules of keeping the lamp, and was forcibly engraved in memory by Seth with props!
She knew all these things, but she still appreciated Shujue's kindness.

Everything is ready.

A white light flashed in front of Song Shuyun's eyes, and when she saw everything around her clearly, she was already lying on a Babu bed.

Her eyes moved, trying to see if there was anyone around her, but before she got up, the bed curtain was lifted up, bringing in a little chill.

The man hummed a little song lightly, and gently tied the bed curtain to the bed frame.

The surrounding light is dim, but the figure who is fastening the bed curtain can still be seen clearly.

It was a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, about 1.5 meters tall.

The upper body is a slightly larger gray double-breasted jacket, covered with an old blue, blue to black waistcoat, and the lower body is wearing cotton trousers of the same fabric. There is no embroidery on the fabric, brand new, and the folds at the bottom of the box are still there. .

She is wearing a double bun, with an old blue hair rope, and two light pink silk flowers pinned to the bun. The color of the silk flowers is so light that it looks white at first glance.

I don't know how to comb it, but looking at the light, there is not even a single broken hair.

Song Shuyun was lying in the warm bed at this time, and there was a warm thing under her feet, which was constantly emitting heat.

She involuntarily stretched out her little hand, wanting to stretch.

Seeing this, the little girl who was humming was flustered and asked.

"Miss Jiu is going to get up?"

Song Shuyun hummed twice, and turned over as if lying on the bed.

The little butt is facing the little girl who is talking.

Seeing that she seemed to be still sleepy, the little girl didn't dare to disturb her, she silenced her voice, picked up a broom and rag and went out the door.

Song Shuyun heard the sound of her leaving, turned over and sat up, wanting to see if this place is suitable for receiving memories.

But I didn't want my line of sight to be much lower than usual.

She froze for a moment, stretched out her hands to look, and what caught her eyes was a pair of white, tender and soft little hands, the skin was delicate and smooth, and the slender fingertips seemed to be transparent.

Look at this hand, the client looks like five or six years old!
Song Shuyun didn't have any strange emotions in her heart. After all, she had seen Shujue turn into a man and a woman, and she was prepared for turning into a child or a beast.

She settled down, poked her head out and looked around.

The room is very big, besides the Babu bed, there is a large mahogany desk beside the bed, and a mahogany bookcase is placed against the east wall, which is full of various ancient books.

Beside the cabinet is a pair of huge suitcases, the height of which can reach the chest of an adult woman.

The suitcase was painted with red paint and inlaid with silver streaks. The red paint was old, and the place where it was often opened was darker than the side. The top of the suitcase was covered with a white cloth.

The floor is covered with marble and cleaned very cleanly.

There is a hollow door on the west wall. The door is covered with silk gauze, embroidered with a cluster of plain white peonies, which is so lifelike that the peonies seem to be still shaking when the light changes.

Beside the door was a washstand with white hand towels draped over it.

On the side of the washbasin stand is a mahogany dressing table. The standing mirror on the dressing table is facing the bed. Song Shuyun glanced over and saw her own arm supporting the bed.

Song Shuyun didn't see anyone, and didn't have the time to continue admiring it, so she quickly shrank under the quilt and accepted the client's memory.

　I don’t know if anyone will watch it when it’s on the shelf, let’s celebrate by myself! Hahaha...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)