White jade tea wrote all afternoon, and when she got tired, she slipped back to the cubicle to rest and read the script.
The good name is to combine work and rest.
Mo Shulin saw that the three volumes on the table were getting worse and worse, but he could still use the Qingxin mantra, so he didn't say anything, and let White jade tea turn back into a fat rabbit to avoid laziness.
He was already sure that White jade tea really couldn't write with a calligraphy brush. The characters written at the beginning could still be distinguished, but after White jade tea's hands became sore, the lumps of characters were simply ghostly symbols, and writing them with rabbit's claws was probably no worse than the current characters.
It was really hard for Mo Shulin to imagine that a person with thousands of scripts would not know how to write with a brush.
Maybe White jade tea is not some kind of spy, but just a fat rabbit demon who has taken over the magpie's nest.
After sleeping for a while, and reading the script until it was late at night, Fat Rabbit put down the script he had just finished reading, and stretched himself in the grass nest. Feel the situation around you with your spiritual sense. Surprisingly, Mo Shulin was not next door, but outside the cave.
With clouds under his feet, the Fat Rabbit took a look at what the little apprentice was doing.
Mo Shulin sat in the snow, under the moonlight, repairing the mechanism mouse in his hand.
For White jade tea, a mahayana practitioner, this kind of night is not a big deal. His eyesight is as clear as daytime, and he can see nearby scenes clearly. Mo Shulin was only in the Qi refining stage, and his eyesight was slightly better than ordinary people's, but not much better.
Even so, Mo Shulin was extremely skilled in repairing the mechanism mouse. Inject a little spiritual power, listen and feel to identify the problem, quickly find the problem, replace the parts in twos and twos, and then inject spiritual power to try it out, and the mechanism mouse will move vividly in Mo Shulin's hand.
Anyone else would probably be surprised, thinking that Mo Shulin was a terrifyingly evil kid.
But it was precisely because White jade tea knew that the person in front of him was Mo Shulin, the villain Mo Shulin who was both good and evil in the book, who harvested a lot of tears from fans, and despite the unfair fate, was able to escape from the male protagonist's hands many times with his wisdom.
Mo Shulin is a genius, isn't that what he should be
If Mo Shulin is stupid, not good at studying, and unable to grasp every opportunity, how can he become the second largest demon in the demon realm step by step from a poor child who is lonely and bullied by everyone.
Thinking of those plots, White jade tea couldn't bear it, and wanted to treat Mo Shulin better.
"Let's rest early." Fat Rabbit said, grabbing the rabbit's ears.
Mo Shulin was startled by the sudden voice behind him. Mo Shulin turned around quickly, and saw in front of the hole, under the moonlight, there seemed to be a nearly spherical creature floating in mid-air.
It wasn't until the Fat Rabbit let go of its claws and straightened its ears that Mo Shulin recognized that it was Master.
Mo Shulin: "..."
Looking at it this way, Master's figure became even fatter.
"Master, I'll do the meeting again and go to bed when I'm tired." Because it was late at night, Mo Shulin's voice was soft and waxy like a child's.
White jade tea's heart softened when he heard that, but he still said, "Don't wear yourself out, I will find a way about the Lingshi."
"Just for a while." Mo Shulin shook his head and insisted, "I'll go after finishing these twenty."
He is still growing taller now, and it is impossible to stay up late.
But Mo Shulin found that White jade tea cared about his body, so he couldn't help but want White jade tea to love him more.
Mo Shulin lowered his head, squeezed the mechanism mouse in his hand, and said, "I hope I can help Master. My parents' relics are not willing to move, and the gift from the elder Shangguan is not easy to resell, but I can earn spirit stones with my hands. Less, it is also a wish of this disciple."
After saying those words, Fat Rabbit was almost moved to tears.
What a villain. How did the author's brain grow, and how could he forcefully push such a good villain into the whirlpool of hatred.
"Let me help you." The Fat Rabbit flew to Mo Shulin's side, and used magic to grab a mechanism mouse in his hand.
Its rabbit shape is not as flexible as a human shape, but it doesn't need too much skill to get started with what Mo Shulin can solve so easily.
Mo Shulin was very happy that White jade tea could sit by his side and work hard with him.
The moonlight is very good, and the shallow light shines on the snow, which is extraordinarily gentle.
The little man sits on a wooden stake and teaches the fat ball beside him. The picture is beautiful and warm.
until…
click.
click.
Boom.
"Master, why don't you rest first." Mo Shulin's heart throbbed when he saw the seven or eight mechanism mice damaged by Fat Rabbit.
These mechanism mice that are broken will have to deduct money.
"I..." Fat Rabbit embarrassedly rubbed his belly, which was a lump of soft meat, "I'm sorry."
On such a beautiful night, it was so clumsy that it had to be driven back to sleep by its apprentice.
It saw that Mo Shulin fixed it so easily, and thought that the mechanical mouse was easy to operate, and it didn't know that even a little force would break it.
Mo Shulin couldn't bear to see Fat Rabbit's pitiful appearance with drooping ears.
Sighing, Mo Shulin said, "Then Master will stay with me for a while. I still have seventeen, and they will be fine soon."
All the time was spent teaching White jade tea, so his progress was naturally a lot behind.
"Yeah." Fat Rabbit quickly agreed.
Mo Shulin originally thought that White jade tea would take out the script to read, but who would have thought that White jade tea would stare at him with all his attention.
A pair of big black eyes full of firmness, the pink and tender little rabbit's nose was raised, and the three-petal mouth was tightly closed. Because of the cold and twelfth lunar month, the rabbit fur is dense and thick, softer than cotton. The pointed rabbit fur swayed gently with the breeze, teasing him to touch it hard.
Mo Shulin: "..."
With Master's company, he not only couldn't speed up, but also seriously affected his work speed.
Mo Shulin was a little puzzled, but at first he was the one to accompany him, so it's hard to say anything now.
The Fat Rabbit looked at Mo Shulin for a while, then shifted his gaze to the mechanism mouse in Mo Shulin's hand. Seeing that Mo Shulin had repaired three more, the Fat Rabbit, whose scars healed and forgot the pain, couldn't help but rub the rabbit's paws.
"Well, I think I've improved again. Why don't you let me try another one." Fat Rabbit really didn't like the feeling of not doing anything.
Mo Shulin didn't believe a single word, but it was better to make something happen to White jade tea than to just stare at him and affect his speed.
Obviously, Fat Rabbit once again failed Mo Shulin's almost zero trust.
Looking at the mechanism mouse that was broken in half in his hand, Fat Rabbit really didn't know where he was wrong.
"Master, I almost forgot. Let's soak the seeds at night. We can breed them tomorrow." Mo Shulin saw the aristocratic nature of Fat Rabbit's lack of limbs and limbs, and suggested Fat Rabbit tactfully. Do what you are good at.
Regardless of whether the current White jade tea is the real White jade tea or not, at least they are all wood spirit roots.
Wood spirit roots can promote plant growth, so Mo Shulin found some breeding tasks. Some seeds lack aura and need to be nourished by aura. Practitioners of spiritual liquid, or wood spirit root, are both methods of accumulation.
"Okay." Fat Rabbit rubbed its belly, and slowly climbed down the ladder built by the apprentice, so as not to lose face as a master again.
The breeding task is equipped with special pots and mud, which is basically a fool's way of transporting aura. Mo Shulin felt that Master could do such a simple thing as pouring water and soaking seeds, so he didn't pay much attention to it and continued to play with the mechanism mouse in his hand.
Following Fat Rabbit's movements, Mo Shulin felt a wave of heat coming. He turned around anxiously, and saw the breeding pot that was steaming.
Mo Shulin suddenly turned pale with shock, "Master! Why are you pouring boiling water?!"