I, Dayan of the senior department, never dies

"Work hard for love? Have you already washed your hands?"

After eating the melon, Nian nodded quite satisfied.

"It's not bad, Xiaobai. I only met that little fox twice and gained his trust."

Nian nestled in Bai Tian's arms, teasing him softly.

"It's just that she went to the doctor in a hurry."

It is very clear during the day.

"And she is the "thief" who took things from me. Now I face the owner with an innocent attitude, and I have shown goodwill to her. A normal person would feel a little bit ashamed."

"Well, so, what are we going to do today?"

Do you really want to be bored in the house all day?

In that case, Nian, who can't stop, will not be able to stand it.

"Sister, don't you want to sleep late?"

Playing with the white tail in his hand, Bai Tian's words aroused dissatisfaction with the year.

"Am I just that lazy?"

It is not common sense to not want to wake up before waking up, but not to sleep again after waking up.

"Then what does sister want to do? Go outside for a stroll?"

"Nowhere to go..."

Nian crawled out of the arms of the daytime, and shrank back into the bed.

"It's decided! Sleep all morning first!"

"Sister is really..."

Bai Tian shook his head and sat on the edge of the bed, watching Nian to fall asleep.

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"Three buns, nine words of sincerity!"

After taking the bun bag, the hand that went to take out the money was empty.

"..."

The painter in Tsing Yi paused in place.

"What? You didn't bring any money?"

The steamed stuffed bun store looked at the person standing still and not speaking, and twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly.

"One painting, change it. How?"

"draw?"

The shopkeeper looked at her appearance, and then stretched out his hand.

"no way."

"..."

Walking on the street with empty hands, the painter resentfully stepped on the stone bricks under his feet.

"Damn it, isn't it just a broken bun! Do you know how amazing my painting is! I wouldn't even trade it for three buns! Curse you to sell buns for the rest of your life! (o`ε?o)"

"Damn mortal..."

I touched my stomach, and it didn't feel good to be empty.

Although she can use paintings to satisfy her hunger, she prefers to eat smoky food rather than those things taken out of paintings.

She looked at the bustling market, but felt deserted and unbearable.

"Stupid Axi... where did you go?"

She wants to go back.

He walked half a Dao domain by himself, searched five or six cities, dozens of towns, but found no news about him.

"None of the guys I contacted replied. No, one of them replied, but it's the same as saying nothing. What does it mean that you are not allowed to say it, and what does it mean that as long as you persist, you will definitely find it..."

The painter knew that his relationship with his brothers and sisters was not rigid, but they were not very close either. It was basically hopeless to ask them to help.

But relying on herself, it is also hopeless to find him in the huge Yan.

"...No, I shouldn't have looked for it like this."

She calmed down and woke herself up.

"Think about it, if it is him, how will you find it."

"What would stupid Xi do..."

She frowned and thought hard.

She knows how powerful her hidden ability is, so if she wants to find her, apart from the help of those who are of the same origin as her, she needs to use things related to her as a guide.

And the things related to her...

Stupid Axi probably wouldn't use that pen...

It seemed to be an accident, and it seemed that the doubts that had always existed in her heart flashed by.

Maybe...he has forgotten that pen?

No, no!

The painter quickly put this bad idea behind him.

The reply means that he still remembers his own affairs.So he must be reluctant to use it.

Well, it must be.

She immediately changed sides and continued to speculate.

Except for the only pen, the rest, the easiest to find should be those casual works she left behind.

The other party should also think of this, and will probably search for information on the painting, and keep looking it up.

Then she can also push back based on this point.

It was rare to have good news, and the artist didn't care about the fact that the steamed stuffed bun was not sold, and instead focused on recalling where he had left his paintings.

Soon, she... gave up.

"..."

Laughing, I can't think of it at all.

In the past years, she went shopping all over the country, drawing a picture when she was in a good mood, and drawing a picture when she was in a bad mood.As she drifted away, she left too many essays, and she couldn't remember where she left them all, just like she couldn't remember how many buns she had eaten.

"..."

The good news is gone, and the good mood is gone.

"or……"

After thinking about it, she came up with an unreliable idea.

See her luck.

Taking out a thin pen, the painter throws it into the air, and prepares to find it according to the direction of the pen tip after it lands.

"North..."

She frowned and picked up the pen.

Will he go north?

Are there any famous places in the north that she appreciates?

"The closest to here is... Dongyue?"

Will he be in Dongyue?

Not necessarily, but always go see, even if the hope is remote.

The painter regained his mood, left the town, and headed north.

"Well, after going to Chongshan, where does Xiaobai want to go?"

Should I go to Dongyue to set up the tripod first, or go to Jishui to set up the tripod first.

"Dongyue."

During the daytime, he planned to finish setting up the tripods of these three mountains first, and then go to Beiyue to set up the tripods that are the farthest and most out of gregarious, and then cross the south of the river and go down.

In addition to wanting to solve the troublesome pulse gate first, Bai Tian also plans to focus on the southern border where Xi may be.

In this way, it will be easier to find Xi after the ascension.

"Well, it's up to you."

Nian bit the apple and didn't interfere much with the day's schedule.

"Maybe, Stupid Eleven is waiting for you in Dongyue. After all, she likes to travel around the mountains and rivers the most. The chances of meeting her in Mingchuan Dashan may be higher than the chances of meeting her in rural mountain villages." .”

"Indeed."

Bai Tian agreed with Nian's words, but he didn't want to continue this topic.

A woman will only affect his perseverance.

"Xiaobai, if you really meet Stupid Eleven, what do you want to say to her in the first sentence after reuniting after a long absence?"

This year brought up a new topic.

"say what……"

This seems like a serious problem.

Daytime fell into deep thought.

It's just an ordinary greeting... I feel like I will be rubbed on the ground by my husband, and then I will dislike him and not think about myself.

But if he said something that would easily arouse his emotions, he might be tied up and hanged from a tree, and then he would dislike his wife.Well, the thing about hanging him up and tying him to a tree was what Xi did when he and Xi were together not long ago, after Xi couldn't stand what he said for the first time.Hang him up with a rope and let him dangle like a bird.Of course, he was put down after only hanging for a short while.

The husband didn't hang on to him all the time, the husband has him in his heart!

Thinking of this, Bai Zhou laughed, and then continued to worry about it.

Ah, talking after reunion is really important and troublesome.

It feels better to act with your mouth than to speak with your mouth.

When it comes to Mr. Right, actions are far more effective than words.

Thinking about this, Bai Tian had a rough idea in his mind.

But there was one more thing he needed to pay attention to.

That was whether Xi could recognize his current appearance after being separated for so long.

After all, the Eighteenth National People's Congress changed, and when I was a child and when I grew up, I was basically two people.

He was a little worried that the eve of the reunion might not recognize him at all.

"Well, I feel that if I didn't follow, Stupid Eleven might really miss it. Don't worry, when she doesn't recognize you, I'll call her to recognize you...it's weird. I'll talk about it."

The success of Nian's words made Bai Tian heave a sigh of relief.

With the help of such a reliable sister, he believed that he would be able to reunite with his husband soon.

"Then let's prepare for the appearance of the next few tripods."

Nian greeted the day, and together with him, he referred to the style of the tripod used by Maimen.

Professional customization is very rare here.

So, stupid Xiaobai, you have to know how to cherish it!

Back Thirty Years: My birthday is also very important!

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