I! The Salted Fish Law God Was Eavesdropped On By Master Loli

Day two.

Nanako gritted his teeth, and bursts of white gas burst into his head, shouting:

"Knight Arnold, you have to give me a reasonable explanation, how can this be! How can Vivian knock out my apprentice with a hammer!"

"And confessing this kind of thing is really unacceptable!!"

Arnold was sweating profusely, and kept wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, saying:

"Deacon Nanako, calm down first, calm down! I don't know why! Logically speaking, Her Royal Highness Vivienne and your disciple have just met, how could it be possible to see it at a glance!"

Nanako was furious and sat on the small bench not far away, holding a cigarette and smoking Lynn in silence for a long time.

one, one.

Soot fluttered in the wind.

Nanako frantically said: "Didn't you see that my lively and cheerful disciples have become so depressed?! Explanation! There must be a reasonable explanation."

Lynn sat on the bench in the corner.

smoking a cigarette.

silence.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

[This kind of thing is confessed by my own descendants who don't know how many generations...]

[Sure enough, I was still wrong. 】

【The mistake is that you are too good...】

【No matter where you go, you are like fireflies in the dark night, so bright, so outstanding... 】

Lynn looked up and took a sigh of relief.

but……

I still feel a faint sense of melancholy.

The bag on his head was still aching.

Being enchanted by his great-great-great-granddaughter with the dizziness that prayed to him, knocking himself unconscious...

As long as you think about it for a while, there is an urge to jump from the nearby city wall...

He didn't know what happened after he was dizzy last night.

That is, after waking up this morning, I heard from Master Loli...

last night.

After being knocked out.

His great-great-great-great-great-great-granddaughter picked himself up very quickly and swiftly, and then slammed towards the door.

If it weren't for Master Loli's timely response...

that oneself...

Maybe he really wants to be the first one in history... an ancestor who was slapped by his granddaughter who I don't know how many generations.

Lynn took a deep breath and wiped the wistful wetness from the corners of her eyes.

Sure enough... pretending to be in front of his own descendants...

Really gotta get the hang of it...

What I should have thought of long ago, a strong and handsome boy suddenly appeared in front of a girl who didn't know much about the world...

Really, without a doubt, will be loved.

O(╥﹏╥)o

It's really... a sin!

...

After the negotiation, Nanako turned his head, his eyes were slightly wet, and he felt very distressed when he saw the silent appearance of Tu'er.

Confessed by his own descendants.

It's really a very sad thing no matter how you think about it.

"Teacher hug, don't cry, don't cry."

Nanako walked over in distress, patted Lynn's back, and offered his shoulders to let the disciple lean on.

"After you go back, Master will give you a few days off."

After all, something like this happened...

The disciple's heart must have suffered severe damage...

Nanako also burst into tears.

"Is it okay to take a month off?" Lynn burst into tears.

Nanako nodded and said with pity, "Yes."

"Can you ask for something like pinching your shoulders and beating your back?" Lynn was even more tearful.

"Yeah." Nanako was wetter.

"Is it okay to sleep together or something?"

"OK……"

Snapped--

Nanako closed his eyes and shuddered.

...

The basement of Yueerlan Castle.

The sword puppet has been pacing back and forth for a whole day.

And as long as he thinks of the terrifying scene he saw yesterday, he feels that his magic energy core is about to be burned.

"This stupid girl! This stupid girl!"

The sword puppet trembled.

It's okay to suddenly confess this kind of thing to others in public.

But do you know that the object of your confession is your ancestor!

This is no longer the rhythm of smoking from ancestral graves...

This is the rhythm that makes all your ancestors stunned and crawled out of their graves as zombies!

"I hope the master doesn't get angry!" Jian Puppet paced back and forth, anxious.

And at this time.

The space in the basement suddenly distorted.

next moment.

I saw a handsome young man slowly emerging in front of him.

"Morning." Lynn smoked silently.

In an instant, Jian Puppet's eyes widened in surprise.

The Lord...is the Lord! !

The master has come to see himself! !

Without further ado, Jian Puppet rushed over quickly, knelt down on one knee, beat his chest heavily with one hand, and said excitedly:

"Sword series oo7 sword puppet, I have seen the master!"

That's right.

He is one of a series of puppets created by Lynn after he finished all the magic engineering skill points.

It's just something special about him.

During the process of being created, he accidentally generated his own consciousness, so he was always taken by Lynn's side.

until the gods come.

He was then arranged to be the guardian of the Violet family.

until today.

A thousand years!

It's been a thousand years!

"Master, I really never thought that you... you are still alive!" Jian Puppet burst into tears.

Lynn took a breath and said with dead fish eyes:

"There's nothing to be surprised about, the three caves of the cunning rabbit, everyone will leave some backhands for themselves. After all, fighting against the gods is not a big deal."

Sword puppet tears.

At that time, he was arranged to protect the descendants of the master family and did not participate in the decisive battle in person.

Later, when he heard the news of his master's fall, he almost collapsed.

For a thousand years, he lived every day in the grief of the death of his father, and now that he knew that his master was not dead, how could he not cry.

"It's great! It's really great!"

The old sword puppet burst into tears.

"Old slave really misses you every day, every day I wash my face with tears..."

He pointed to a table not far away and cried:

"I kowtow to you every day, and every day I hope you can come back to life and lead us to face the gods again!"

Lynn was startled, then looked in the direction he was pointing.

A crumbling table.

Above it hangs the portrait of a burly man in gray and white.

Three sticks of incense in front of him.

Blowing smoke.

Exactly what he looked like when he was the Violet Maharaja.

"..."

"..."

Lynn walked over with dead fish eyes, glanced and saw a few books on the table.

The Magical Guide to Bringing Back the Dead

"The Zombie Terminology That Raised Coffins"

"The Encyclopedia of How to Communicate Normal with Zombie Ancestors"

"Zombies and girls must tell secrets"

"On the Correct Grooming Posture of the Old Ancestor after the Fossilized Long Hair"

Kaka-

Lynn closed her eyes, clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and said complicatedly:

"Sword Puppet, you really have a heart, I am afraid that in this world, you are the only one who thinks about how to resurrect me every day!"

The sword puppet said with tears: "This is what I should do as an old servant!"