Unlimited Cultivation Players

Chapter 197 Paper Airplane

There is no white dragon liver, and there is no need to eat it.

In fact, Jiu Yuanzi can eat or not. Gongyang Yan adheres to the principle of never eating blindly in the dojo, and only eats the bigu pill bought with a lot of money.

On the other hand, the others still sat at the table in order to follow the plot, anyway, they could use spells and other means to transfer the food away.

Ai Zijia was the first to come back, she was sitting on the doorstep, and came in as soon as the proprietress called her.

At this time, she was helping to set the dishes, and after apparently finding out that she was abandoned by both men and women, she turned to the aborigines of the dojo.

Get a good impression, and the chance of death will be small.

Jiu Yuanzi looked at the house. During the day when they were kicked out, the boss's family had already repaired the house.

Even the few paintings that were blacked out with marker pens were wiped clean.

There was only the portrait engraved by Jiu Yuanzi, and the faces in it were pasted on the frame, looking like they were about to come out to seek revenge at any moment.

Scary.

The family repaired surprisingly quickly.

If it is put outside, this family will set up a contractor team, and it can be completed in one night for others to decorate.

As long as the family is not paid, the small goal of [-] million can be achieved casually.

The water on the ground is gone, the floor has returned to its old look, and the stairs have been repaired, almost exactly the same as yesterday.

The old lady also seems to have been repaired, and now she is sitting at the table in a particularly healthy state, waiting for her soup.

Today I ate liquid food again, a pot of soup with unknown meat.

Ai Zijia took advantage of eating a large bowl of meat porridge yesterday, and was fine. Today, after helping, she sat down and drank the bowl.

"Miss Boss, the soup you made is really delicious, can I add more after I finish drinking it?" She praised.

Everyone looked at her inexplicably. If they wanted to drink so much, they might as well take everyone's soup.

Then the eyes of 10 people on the table fell on the 6 men from Yuxiao Company.

His eyes were full of surprise, astonished that their company did not teach the most basic operations to the employees, which made the people of Yuxiao company feel ashamed and made their company look very unprofessional.

Jiu Yuanzi sat on the sofa, watching the magic show at the dining table.

Everyone on the table is drinking soup in a serious manner, but the excitement under the table is comparable to some small movies with colors.

Some used spells to make holes in tables and bowls, allowing the soup to drip onto the floor, pretending that they were drinking it.

Some also poured the soup in their hands, filled it with spiritual power like jelly, and put it in their pockets.

There is even one who doesn't know whether he used spiritual objects or just used props and techniques.

He hid a hose in his sleeve, leading to the bottom of his trouser legs, and the soup was sucked out of his hand along the hose and dripped to the floor.

Except for Ai Zijia, everyone else more or less resorted to tricks, but she was the only one who was drinking the soup sincerely.

Of course, maybe she thinks everyone is drinking, so she can drink too.

The worst thing was her ex-boyfriend Yuan Zhouli, who transferred all the soup to Ai Zijia's bowl.

He wasn't the only one who did this, at least three of them were doing it.

Jiu Yuanzi saw their tricks clearly from the sofa, and he didn't know whether the proprietress didn't notice it, or she was just pretending to be stupid.

If it were her, whoever wanted to spoil the food she made would definitely turn the table over.

But Jiu Yuanzi thought about it again, since he doesn't know how to cook, this assumption doesn't make sense.

After drinking the northwest wind, everyone went back to their rooms.

Before the boss's family went upstairs, the proprietress said to Jiu Yuanzi: "If the first floor is damaged again tomorrow, I will kick you out at night."

"..." Jiu Yuanzi said speechlessly, "He is your husband, he just repaired the water pipe, and he is going to be kicked out at night."

"It's not because you are reluctant to hire a professional worker and let him fix it hard."

The boss was so angry that he touched the hammer on his waist again, but was held back by his son and daughter. The old lady gave her a resentful look before going upstairs.

Jiu Yuanzi really couldn't stand this family, he was so angry that he didn't dare to do anything to himself.

Very brave.

Don't look at the boss being held tightly by the two children, as if he really couldn't make it through, but as long as the two children let go, he will not rush over.

And you will be at a loss, and you will have to be held back by the child to continue yelling at yourself.

Ah.

Jiu Yuanzi watched them go upstairs, his face was full of I dare.

Everyone was gone, and a floor lamp was still on in the living room. She stood up and went to black out the eyes of the people in those paintings, and repainted the portraits on the black iron prison.

For the two children and the dog playing in the water, Jiu Yuanzi drew an iron cage for each of them and locked them up.

Then she wandered around the house, Gong Yangyan followed her with a chainsaw, and the fake brother turned into a cute dog to ease the atmosphere.

They opened the toilet door first, looked at the clean toilet and shouted, "Is there a ghost?"

No movement.

Then she went to the kitchen and looked through the refrigerator. It was empty, as if she was afraid that Jiu Yuanzi would steal something to eat in the middle of the night, and there was not a single green onion.

Not to mention human heads, stumps and the like.

Finally, when the two came to the stairs, Jiu Yuanzi stepped on them and would not move.

Back on the sofa, Jiu Yuanzi sighed boredly, "Why don't you go upstairs and knock on the door to call out Ai Zijia, she will definitely encounter a ghost."

"Sister Jiu, I'm afraid she won't open the door, and it's embarrassing." Gongyang Yan said.

Jiu Yuanzi thought for a while, then looked at the portrait she had painted black just now, "Little Yang, how can I wash off the color of the marker pen?"

Gong Yangyan recalled her parents' recipes, and said uncertainly: "Alcohol or gasoline, but if it gets on the skin, it's better not to use these things, it's not good for your health."

"Gasoline, I have plenty." Jiu Yuanzi ran to fetch the engraved portrait, took out gasoline from the Qiankun in his sleeve, and poured it on.

Then turn it over and rub it back and forth directly on the sofa release.

Gong Yang hesitated to speak, thought about it and forgot, it is not our sofa anyway.

Don't bring a marker next time, it's so troublesome to the wine sister, obviously I'm just worried about encountering a maze, so I can use it for marking.

Seeing Jiu Yuanzi rubbing the portrait on the sofa with great interest, the air was filled with the smell of gasoline, Gong Yangyan pointed to the basement door and said to her: "Sister Jiu, let's not go to the basement to see ?"

Jiu Yuanzi stopped rubbing, looked at her and said, "I'm waiting for others to go down and take a look first. If it's a boss with too high strength, the range we can run is too small. The house is as big as it is, and no one else will Open the door for us."

"Sister Jiu, you are so far-sighted and thoughtful, I was too impulsive and didn't think about it at all." Gongyang Yan immediately dismissed her plan to go to the basement, what if she died.

Jiu Yuanzi wiped the portrait for a while, then turned it over and saw that the whole painting was dirty, even the portraits painted on it were blurred.

She stared blankly at the painting that had no human figure and was a mess, "Little Yang, is the painting muddy?"

Gongyang Yan came over to take a look, and it was no longer a painting.

She also said in a daze, "Sister Jiu, I'm not an art major, so I'm not too sure about it. But judging from the facts, it's really blurry."

"Gasoline can wash off the marker pen, so the paint on the painting should not hold up, right?"

"..." Jiu Yuanzi was silent for a moment, then raised his hands to appreciate the painting, "As expected of an authentic work, it was directly mounted in a frame without adding a layer of glass."

She hung the painting back to its original place, pretending that nothing had happened, and glanced at the other paintings, leaving them for the proprietress to clean.

But you can't just wait until dawn without doing anything, Jiu Yuanzi stood in front of the floor lamp, and started to frantically turn off and on the lights, trying to summon another fat ghost to come out.

The lights on the first floor kept flickering, and she tossed about thirty or forty times. After turning off the lights and turning them on again, five people appeared in the living room at some point.

Gongyangyan was taken aback, and jumped up holding the chainsaw with a groan, only to realize that it was a team upstairs.

"You ghosts, can you make some noise when you go downstairs." She said dissatisfied.

Luo Shi's people looked at each other, and the team leader Luo Shao came out and said, "We don't cross the river, how about completing the trial missions?"

"Oh, good." Jiu Yuanzi sat back on the sofa without asking what they were going to do.

Gongyang Yan quickly ran to her side, also staring at the team curiously.

During the day, these people used paper cup phones to talk to others, but at night they ran to the first floor, and they must have obtained some information.

Sure enough, they took a look at Jiu Yuanzi, walked to the door of the basement, and tried to open the door to enter.

The door was locked, and they began to pick the lock.

They don't want to open the basement door under the watchful eyes of others, so they don't directly give the information to others.

But Jiu Yuanzi was chased into the living room by the boss's family, and whenever he came, he would meet her.

Now I have no choice but to bite the bullet and come here, otherwise I can really do nothing and wait until the last day to die?
Seeing that they struggled for a long time but couldn't unlock the door, Jiu Yuanzi walked over and said, "Get out of the way."

Luo Shi's people looked at her in surprise, and wanted to say that they came first, but when they saw a wrench in her hand, they swallowed all their words and moved aside.

Jiu Yuanzi raised the wrench and tapped lightly on the door lock. Durability: 10/1
The door lock rotted away with a click, and the door creaked open by itself.

"Several, please." She pushed open the door and made a gesture of invitation.

Luo Shi's people did not advance but retreated a few steps. Because of her initiative, everyone felt a strong sense of caution and did not dare to go in.

Jiu Yuanzi looked back at the basement, he could only see the third staircase, and it was pitch black below, and he couldn't see anything.

She thought that there was an open door to kill, and that's why the team was so scared that they backed up and didn't dare to go in. Isn't this nothing!
Luo Duo said, "Let's hold a battle meeting first."

They sat down at the dining table, and all the team members looked at him without saying a word, waiting for the captain to make a decision.

Jiu Yuanzi was a little puzzled, why they didn't go down, didn't he help open the door?

At this time, Gongyang Yan came over, looked at the dark basement and said, "Sister Jiu, it's so dark down here."

Jiu Yuanzi suddenly had an idea, "Xiao Yang, bring the paper here."

Gongyang Yan didn't understand, she took out the notebook from her bag and handed it over.

Jiu Yuanzi tore off the paper, folded a paper airplane, then lit the nose of the airplane with a lighter, and threw it into the basement.

The paper airplane flew down with flames, lighting up the stairs.

"It's really interesting, it's much more fun than directly shining light." Jiu Yuanzi had long wanted to try paper airplanes.

In TV dramas, the male protagonist folds a paper airplane for the female protagonist, and after standing on the roof and throwing it out, the female protagonist will be as happy as a fool.

She just wanted to see if she could really be this happy.

Sure enough, there was something interesting about it, especially when the paper airplane burned something underneath.

Something is burning in the basement, and the flames are strung up in one fell swoop.

Seeing the flames at the door, Luo Qiao immediately jumped up, "Not good! Put out the fire, water!"

"Water, get water here, water is needed here!"

When Jiu Yuanzi heard this, he ran to the kitchen quickly, raised the wrench and injected spiritual power, and smashed it hard on the newly repaired water pipe.

Durability: 0
"boom!"

Several explosions followed, and all the water pipes on the third floor of the house burst, and water sprayed out again.

"Here we come, the water you asked for is here." Jiu Yuanzi stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at Luo's people and said.

The wrench in his hand also shattered into pieces, all falling to the ground and submerged in water.

　We don’t have a holiday in Kunming on New Year’s Day, and the child has to go to school on weekends. I will pick him up in the afternoon, and the update will be later in the evening. I have to cook first!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)