Why don't you have a normal person on board?

Chapter 441 Who Did This? ! !
Xiaobai's life in the recent period has been relatively patterned.

Get up on time at [-]:[-] in the morning, tidy up your clothes and sheets, leave the current residence arranged by Ji Qing, and come to the pier to do the daily cleaning work of the Madhouse.

From the deck, to the interior of the cabin, the mast, the side of the hull and other places, everything is cleaned up.

Because Yermungandr and Little Void Whale are not nearby during this period, the feeding work that is usually required does not need to be carried out during this period.

From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the morning, Wangcai woke up and read some complaining words. Xiaobai just listened quietly.

Although she didn't know why Wangcai, the demon, was still sleeping when he was in a spirit body, but these things obviously didn't need to be delved into.

At ten o'clock in the morning, ask the crew for their opinions. If there is no special idea, she will go to purchase some ingredients and come back to make dishes.

Tongqiu had already complained about the cooking skills of the crew on the ship, so Xiaobai made a special trip to learn this knowledge, and used this time to practice. People, and the taste is not bad.

Around [-] noon, eat, if you cook by yourself, wash the tableware.

The afternoon is a rare time for free activities, but Xiaobai doesn't know much about it, because before Tongqiu took her out of the shipwreck, she lived as a slave without human rights, and had no time for free activities at all.

So under normal circumstances, she would follow the other crew members to see what they were doing and if they could learn anything.

Wait until dusk to prepare dinner.

During the period between dinner and bedtime, Xiaobai would read some books he had borrowed, and enrich himself as much as possible while letting the sick saint teach him how to read and write.

She has maintained this kind of routine for a long time, especially when Tongqiu was deeply trapped in the shepherd's body, she has always maintained this kind of routine.

Of course, after this day, her daily routine was disrupted.

When Xiaobai was still bargaining with the vegetable seller to see if she could buy the most ingredients at the lowest price, she suddenly saw a familiar voice in her sight.

"Great! I finally found you!"

Before Xiaobai had time to speak, Tongqiu, who also discovered Xiaobai's existence, rushed over at once, with a happy tone as if he had found the parents of his lost child.

"Boat...Captain? You're back!" The ingredients in her hand fell to the ground, and Xiao Bai embraced Tong Qiu with both arms, finally heaving a sigh of relief.

Even after Ji Qing ensured that Tongqiu had safely left the shepherd's body, she still couldn't feel completely at ease.

Because there are too many terrifying things in this sea area, who knows what kind of problems Tongqiu will encounter after killing the shepherd, the incarnation of the outer god?

To be honest, Tongqiu actually wanted the half-body evil god to learn from BT7274 at the beginning, and threw himself here directly from the ruins of the No. [-] sheltered port.

But thinking that if his body were torn apart in mid-air, it might not look good when he landed, and the half-body evil god wouldn't say anything like "trust me" or "Protocol [-]: Protect the Iron Pilot", So he dropped the idea.

"Okay, okay," Tong Qiu changed the subject, "I have something new that I want you to handle with me, come with me?"

Xiao Bai was startled, "Me, me? Wouldn't it be better to find other crew members?"

"No, only you can do this." Tongqiu looked serious, "Trust me, my vision will not make any mistakes!"

Seeing that Tongqiu spoke like this, Xiaobai also nodded and agreed, "Okay, but can you wait for me to put these things back first? At least let them know that the ingredients for tonight are ready."

"give it to me."

Tong Qiu gave a thumbs up, then stared at the huge pile of ingredients in front of him with the eyes of the void, and gave his order.

"Go to my crew!"

At the same time, quack doctors, fake monks, and sick saints are all doing what they are doing.

The quack doctor is dissecting the out-of-control extraordinary creation in front of him. He obtained it from Ji Qing without paying a price. Although he knows that this will usually cause him some trouble, but for the sake of scientific research, the quack doctor can only accept it. down.

As a result, as soon as the scalpel in his hand fell, a large jet of white liquid sprayed out, starting from the angle of the knife, and directly sprayed on the quack doctor's face.

What is this called?

Oh Yan...

Fortunately, the quack doctor was wearing a bird's beak mask, so he wasn't affected by this large jet of white liquid.

He stretched out his hand, wiped off the white liquid on his windproof goggles, and looked at the things that appeared on the surface of his extraordinary creation.

That is a bottle of milk.

"Fuck! Who the hell did it!"

The sick saint on the other end is accepting the confession of the aborigines as always. Ji Qing specially arranged a very small confession room for her. The aborigines can sit on chairs and express face to face with the sick saint. own confession.

Today's sick and delicate saintess is still carrying out her own mission, but if she is not related to Tongqiu, her performance is still very normal, and she is worthy of the name of saintess.

Sitting in front of her was a young girl who looked like she was confessing her sins.

But the sin she confessed was nothing more than secretly peeing in the quilt last night.

For the sick saint, it's not as good as the guy who put happy beans in the quilt last night.

"Sister Saint," the little girl asked the sickly Saint in a sweet voice, "My sins, can the Supreme Lord forgive me?"

The sick and delicate saint smiled slightly, her lips opened and closed like cherry blossoms, "Of course, my child, as long as your confession is sincere enough, the Supreme Lord will definitely forgive you."

Some weird voices came out, and the little girl tilted her head, subconsciously raised her head.

But the sound doesn't come from the ceiling.

She lowered her head again and saw the water stains flowing on the ground.

"Sister..." The little girl met the eyes of the sick and delicate saint, and then pointed to her already wet high-heeled boots, "If you can't hold it back, you can tell me... My business is not So urgent."

Hearing these words, the sickly saintess lowered her head and saw her own state.

She froze for a second, and her first reaction was, I didn't want to go to the bathroom, did I?
The second reaction is, have I reached this uncontrollable age?
With the third reaction, she pulled out the almost melted ice cube under her buttocks.

Who did it? ! ! !
The fake monk is even more formidable. Recently, he wanders around Fengyue places all day long. Relying on the business card he got when he killed the heir of the evil god, he has become familiar in many places. People in the world call him a capable little monk.

It's just that his luck was relatively bad today. When the dancer ran out of the room screaming, the fake monk was holding a live fish in his hand, with a face that looked like he was about to die.

At the same time, three different people raised the same question.

Who the hell did this! !

(End of this chapter)