The white ball seemed to like to stay still in Fang Hao's arms, but when He Zizhong put it on the ground, it bounced and threw itself into Fang Hao's arms, making them both laugh and cry. Fortunately, this group of things does not seem to be malicious, but simply likes to stay in people's arms, so the two of them have to leave it temporarily.
On the third floor of the small building, there is nothing except the room where the Buddhist altar is located and the empty terrace outside. The two even turned over the two blue cloth futons and the incense burner, and couldn't find anything but white balls.
Go back to the second floor and enter the room full of bookshelves again. After a short search, the two found an ancient book that was placed on the desk in a more conspicuous position.
It was still in Xiaozhuan script. He Zizhong could roughly distinguish the title of the book.
Fang Hao blinked, still holding the white ball in his arms that squinted his eyes comfortably because of his touch.
"If I'm not mistaken, the title of this book is..." He Zizhong coughed and cleared his throat, "The Secret Book of Double Cultivation."
With a "click", the white ball fell to the ground, his eyes turned into mosquito-repellent incense eyes, and he swayed beside Fang Hao's feet. Fang Hao didn't notice that Bai Qiu's face was a little red, he looked at He Zizhong with some embarrassment, opened his mouth not knowing what to say and closed it honestly.
He Zizhong lowered his head and turned the page backwards, it was still Xiao Zhuan Xiao Zhuan, even he couldn't understand what was being said, until he turned to a page with pictures, and looked at the bold and clear words of the two people inside. The posture is to make sure that I am not mistaken.
Fang Hao was standing beside him, and of course he also saw this page, then lowered his head and continued to blush. Although the two are already together, but secretly doing shameful things together, and watching little pornographic books and little pornographic films together, the meaning is fundamentally different, right!
No matter how much I watch this kind of thing alone, it can't compare to the embarrassment of watching it with others, especially when that person is the one who has been secretly in love with, and who is now a new lover!
One page, one page, from this page onwards, most of them are pictures and texts. Various poses, various body positions, some of them are so bold that the two of them may not be able to see it in the pornographic film...
After more than half of the book was turned over, the style of painting suddenly changed, from the previous pictures of men and women, to the pictures of men and men...
"There is this, this kind of thing in Shuangxiu?!" Fang Hao didn't know when this book was handed down, but he also knew that at least it should be the age of Xiaozhuan, right? The ancients were so open back then? It doesn't matter if there are men or women, but there are still men and women? !
He Zizhong also twitched his face, flipped through the paintings, and confirmed that most of the poses here are very similar to those of the men and women in front, and even the explanations above are similar. It wasn't until the end of the page that she turned into a girl again...
The two were relatively speechless again, and at this time they could no longer find an adjective to describe their feelings of thunder and lightning.
- The two of them are now so troubled by these paintings that even the previous embarrassment has been thrown into the clouds. Is it easy for them
The dumplings threw themselves into Fang Hao's arms again, begging for comfort and hugs. He Zizhong looked at the sky outside the window and saw that the sky had begun to brighten. fell asleep.
"I'm going to find some books and find out what it says." He Zizhong was going to find some books that he had specially obtained for learning Chinese characters, and then identify those Xiaozhuan characters.
Although he had studied it for a while at the beginning, he only knew relatively common words, and he could not understand the more complicated words.
Fang Hao nodded, holding the ball that he rubbed and rubbed around and couldn't tell which was the face and where was the back of the head: "Okay, I'll go prepare breakfast."
He Zizhong burrowed into the lower warehouse, rummaged through the books he had bought, and then rummaged through the books he had collected from the library last time. Sure enough, he found a few books related to Xiaozhuan. Go back to the study on the second floor to translate the cheats.
Fang Hao came to the kitchen, thinking about what to eat for a while.
"There are wrapped wontons and buns that I made last time..." It's good to have a storage space at home that won't spoil things, put the cooked food in, and when you take it out, it's exactly the same as before!
After pondering for a while, Fang Hao turned around and carried a blue supermarket basket, and went to the open space behind the small building where chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep were raised to pick up eggs.
The eggs produced by the space, plus the coriander and shallots produced by the space, Fang Hao realized after making a big pot of wontons—it seems that he can also control the space and take things directly from the space below? !
Summoning the bowls, chopsticks, and spoons one by one and placing them on the table, Fang Hao Le rushed to the study to call He Zizhong.
He Zizhong had a few open books by his hand, and a book that was being written on one side. He got up and went downstairs with him when he saw him calling him.
"How's the research going?"
"I wrote the translated content in a notebook, and then let's study it together." He Zizhong thought for a while and explained, "That thing seems to be a kind of... internal strength."
"Nei Gong? Then the books on the shelf in that room are all inactive secrets?" Fang Hao was a little surprised.
He Zizhong recalled: "Maybe, but not all, I also saw some medical books on the bookshelf."
The two hurriedly ate breakfast and went back to the study. It is worth mentioning that when the two of them were eating, the dumpling suddenly jumped onto the table and winked pitifully at Fang Hao's bowl with those big watery, round eyes Unstoppable discharge to both of them. The electric current caused the two of them to sweat coldly. In the end, Fang Hao couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply filled a wonton and put it in a small plate.
Then, I saw that dumpling jumped up and made a "puff"... He pressed the spoon with the wontons under his body...
After it left, I saw—the spoon was still there, the wontons… gone.
After "eating" the dumpling of wontons, he flipped over and fell on the table with a thud. Just when Fang Hao thought that he was about to take first aid measures for food poisoning - he actually snored.
"It's estimated... It's asleep, let it sleep, let's do our job."
He put the white bun with black lines on the big bed in the room, and covered it with a quilt before the two returned to the study. He Zizhong continued to study the "Double Cultivation Secret Book", while Fang Hao rummaged through the bookshelves for books in traditional Chinese that he might understand. Although he doesn't know Xiao Zhuan, he can still recognize ordinary traditional characters.
One of the two translated and the other turned the book. When the middle was hungry, they would directly take out something to eat from the space below, and it was not until the first time when the lights were on that they would come up with a clue.
"This is indeed a kind of exercise. The thing that is cultivated is called 'qi', which seems to be a bit similar to internal energy. It is said that it can be used in conjunction with other secrets in the room." He Zizhong prioritized the previous general requirements, and A few articles in the male and male part in the back have been translated... Ahem, put what you have learned into practice, what can you do, and how can you increase your strength? What a good way to kill two birds with one stone
Fang Hao also held the basic book with bright eyes and brought it to He Zizhong: "This is an introduction to herbs, and some formulas for common diseases. These books should be martial arts secrets!" He did not expect that these books There are really martial arts secrets! I was originally just a healing power user, and I didn't have any overly powerful attack methods. I could only use copper pipes and iron rods to fight zombies. If I had some skill, I wouldn't need to be a fuel bottle!
Because the two were too excited, they turned over the pile of books that Fang Hao had found, a pile of classical Chinese and traditional characters, which made people dizzy.
In the middle of the night, they were awakened by the white light after the space was upgraded, and they were busy flipping through the books during the day. The excited two people forgot the time, and they slept on the grand master chair in the study, leaning against each other.
Back pain, neck pain, arm pain.
Before the person opened his eyes, he was awakened by the pain in his body.
He Zizhong opened his eyes with some difficulty, and there was a little bit of fine hair on his nose and mouth, soft and soft, touching his cheek. The chest and body were warm, Fang Hao, who was in his arms, was sitting sideways in his arms, treating his chest as a big bed, and still slept in a daze.
He looked around in confusion, and before he could figure out where he was now, he was startled by a pair of big, watery eyes.
The table was all white, and the soft ball-like thing blinked with big eyes, "puniu, puniu" jumped two or three times in a row, jumped on the back of Fang Hao's head in the arms, and came back close to He Zi. face to face.
This thing seems to be... the white dumpling I found yesterday
"Go down, go down." Gently poked the dumpling with a slightly numb finger. Unfortunately, the dumpling's comprehension was no longer in the same band as his, but instead he rubbed on He Zizhong's finger with a look of enjoyment. When someone tried to grab it directly, he jumped straight into He Zizhong's arms...
Why do you think this thing is like a kitten and a dog at home? Except for the different touch and appearance, this coquettish posture seems to be no different from those pets.
Thinking that Fang Hao said yesterday that this thing seemed to treat him as a mother, at this time, He Zizhong had a strange feeling - this thing seemed to really think of himself as a father...
So, this ball considers itself to be the descendant of himself and Fang Hao? Or is it from Fang Haosheng
The corners of his mouth twitched several times to try to get the white ball down, but to no avail, He Zizhong could only temporarily acquiesce to the behavior of this thing lying in his arms like a candy.
At this time, Fang Hao, who had been sleeping in He Zizhong's arms, was also awakened by the interaction between someone and Bai Qiu. He rubbed his eyes and looked left and right, then raised his head: "Senior... What time is it."
He lowered his head and kissed his still confused face: "It's daytime, I haven't looked at my watch yet."
"I'm going to make breakfast..."
The two of them moved their bodies stiffly asleep on the chairs, and then reluctantly got up to wash. After accidentally discovering that the bathroom water in the enlarged space seemed to have a healing effect on the soreness and exhaustion of the two of them, He Zizhong pulled Fang Hao into the hot spring pool immediately and took a mandarin duck bath.