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They dug a tunnel under the thick snow, like moles, and burrowed all the way to the tree house.

Every once in a while, you have to climb up and check the direction. After confirming the direction, continue digging into the tunnel.

Just like that, we arrived at the tree house.

He smiled and waved hello to Jiang You.

Under the eaves, Zhang Shuhui whispered in Jiang You's ear.

"Sir, this man seems quite normal and polite."

Jiang You didn't say anything, just smiled lightly.

Judging by the shape of his face, she could guess that the bald man in front of her was probably Yanchi's good friend, Tudou.

She always thought that potato was a name, but to her surprise, it turned out to be an adjective.

He really lives up to his name.

The Potato Emperor first emerged from the snow cave and looked around, but did not see Yan Chi.

"Hello, is this the home of the Imperial Master?"

He straightened his clothes and tried to look polite.

From the way he adjusted his clothes, it could be seen that he attached great importance to this meeting.

Jiang You smiled and said, "You are the potato, right? Welcome!"

The potato man frowned, and then spoke reluctantly.

"I give you the privilege of calling me by your honorable title, so you don't need to thank me."

He waved his hand and looked aside habitually, only to find that there was nothing on his left and right.

"People?"

He turned around, bent over and stuck out his butt, shouting into the passage, "Princess, General, Mr. Feathery Chicken!! Where have you been?!"

He shouted several times, but there was no movement.

So Jiang You watched helplessly as he crawled back into the hole and disappeared.

He and Zhang Shuhui looked at each other under the eaves.

Ten minutes later, Potato Man appeared again, this time.

From the snow cave behind them, three people climbed out one after another.

A woman with a bird's nest on her head.

Then there was another middle-aged man with a square face and many fresh and small wounds.

The middle-aged man had strings of dried salted fish, dried rats, and unknown small strips of meat hanging on his body.

The last one is an old man with a bun-shaped head that looks like a bamboo pole.

Jiang You knew the first person with a bird's nest on his head.

I haven't seen the last two, but it's not hard to guess.

The names in Yanchi's mouth are usually linked to physical characteristics.

The one with a very square face is probably a square-faced general.

The last one can only be the legendary Fei Ji Gong.

Jiang You waved at the man-eating tree, and a crow flew over and landed on her arm.

"Tell Yanchi and the others to come back and tell them that his friends have arrived."

She relaxed her arms lightly and said, "Go ahead."

The crow flapped its wings and disappeared into the sky.

"Come in and sit down first. Yanchi is playing in the woods behind. I've already called him back."

Tudou arranged his "new clothes" again with some restraint.

Outside the black cotton-padded jacket, he wore a blue and white hospital gown with the words "Red Victoria" embroidered on the chest.

The same goes for the remaining people.

The summer hospital gown looks a bit strange when worn outside the thick jacket.

But at least it covered the dirt on the coat that couldn't be washed away.

As a royal, he still pays attention to his image.

After entering the door, he sat on the sofa and coughed a few times in a low voice.

The square-faced man quickly stood up and handed the things hanging on his body to Zhang Shuhui.

"This is the gift we brought. Your Majesty emptied the treasury and brought all the best treasures with you!

He loves talents, and Imperial Master Honghong is a rare talent! "

Zhang Shuhui frowned and took a few skewers of salted fish and dried rats.

As for why you know it was done by a rat?

Because the hair has not been plucked and the head is still there, you can tell at a glance that it is a dried rat.

Who dares to eat this stuff? !

When the last bundle of thin strips of meat was placed in her hand, she smelled it curiously, but she couldn't tell what it was.

Could it be sandworms?

"This is an Earth Dragon! Hehe, the big one!"

The square face seemed to see through her doubts and explained with a smile, but his voice was very rich.

"Earth dragon?" Zhang Shuhui frowned.

Jiang You said calmly, "It's just earthworms. Keep them quickly. It's also a kind gesture from the guest."

"oh oh."

Zhang Shuhui nodded quickly and walked to the kitchen with all her things hanging on her body, "I'll bring you tea."

Several people sat on the sofa and started whispering in front of Jiang You.

Princess Jiwu stroked the soft sofa and said, "Grandmaster Hong Hong's family seems to be from a famous family, and this sofa is made of real leather!"

The square-faced man lay on the ground, stretched out his tongue and licked a small piece of wolf-skin mat at her feet under Jiang You's incomprehensible expression, and then carefully savored the taste on his tongue.

"Pure wolf skin, [-]% made!"

The old man with a bun and his face was wrinkled into chrysanthemums. He knelt on one knee at Jiang You's feet and pulled out her feet.

Just take off your shoes and give me a massage.

"Madam, your energy and blood are not flowing smoothly. You should stay up less late!"

Then he looked back at Tudou, covering his mouth with his hand and whispering in his ear.

"Your Majesty, this lady is still young and has not given birth yet. She is probably a stepmother!"

But in fact, the voice was not quiet at all, Jiang You could hear it clearly.

Can this be pinched and given birth? Has it ever happened?

It's outrageous!

The corners of Jiang You's mouth twitched, and he pulled his feet back hard and stuffed them back into his shoes.

"It's not my stepmother, I picked Yanchi up."

In just a few minutes, the words and deeds of the foursome have already welded the word "mental illness" on their foreheads.

Do you think they are crazy? They are sober.

I'm not crazy, but my brain circuit is not quite right.

Is this the world of mental illness?

It seems that I really can't fit in.

Jiang You picked up a cup of tea and drank it in small sips.

Listening calmly to the chats of several people.

……

It was already half an hour later when I came back from being tired of being late.

Zhang Shuhui, square-faced, Tudou, and Xiaomei were sitting cross-legged around the low coffee table, playing flower cards.

Zhang Shuhui's face was covered with small white notes, while the faces of the other three were clean.

I have lost so much that my vision is blurred.

When she saw Yanchi coming back, she gave up her seat to Yanchi and got into the kitchen.

Next to him, Jiang You was leaning comfortably on the sofa.

The old man with hair in a bun was grabbing her feet and pressing them.

The claws of his hands, which were like withered chicken claws, were very strong and made Jiang You break into a thin sweat in this cold weather.

Even his skin, which was paler than the body that had been dead for three days without being buried, had a faint blush.

Only then did Yanchi realize that Tudou and the other four were actually wearing clean blue and white striped clothes over their usual clothes today. They looked very neat.

The gray hair of Maoji Male was combed into a smooth bun.

The general's face was clean shaven.

Although Princess Xiaomei still has the same hair style, it’s rare that she doesn’t have thick eye droppings on her face.

The crown on Potato's head seems to be more straight, and after playing with it for so long, it is not crooked at all.

He looked closer and found that the plastic crown seemed to be glued to the scalp with something, and it was firmly fixed.

Seeing that everyone was getting along happily, he felt relieved.

Yanchi smiled and knew, how could anyone not like Jiang Jiang?

She is the kindest, friendliest person!

So he sat in Zhang Shuhui's seat, picked up the flower cards, and directly joined the battle.

After a while, the heads of the three people opposite were covered with branches, but his face was clean.

The situation was reversed in an instant.

In a cage hanging on a man-eating tree.

The Gu family brothers and sisters were shivering wrapped in tattered quilts, looking enviously and jealously through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the people in the room who were warming up by the fire and playing cards.

Cursing in his mouth.

"Damn it, you're hosting a bunch of lunatics and you don't even give us anything to eat! Bitch!"

"Laugh, laugh, wait until my Bailong reinforcements arrive and see if they can still laugh!"

Gu Mingxi said through gritted teeth, her face became thinner and her chin became more pointed.

A pair of big eyes hung on his face, looking particularly uncoordinated.

Gu Mingyuan has also lost a lot of weight. He originally had a big frame, but now his face has no flesh and his cheekbones are high and protruding, which seems to add a bit of ferocity.

The two of them were greeting the eighteenth generation of the Jiang family.

Then when Jiang You glanced over at them inadvertently, the two of them immediately shut up and reflexively retracted their heads into the bed.