Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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She walked around the small lake, but found nothing new, and as soon as she gritted her teeth, she entered the Thousand Chance Cave.

The first floor of the cave is a simple stone room with stone beds, tables and chairs, all made of original bluestone blocks.The stone bed was covered with a thick layer of straw, without any bedding.

Qi Luoer smiled wryly, alas, it seems that he was born poor.

Just a few days after my birthday, I'm going to live the life of a primitive man again...[

She touched the straw, perhaps because she hadn't lived there for a long time, the straw was a bit damp.

She sighed, and according to Master's tone, she would stay here for a while, and she had to try her best to make this place as comfortable as possible.

Still be self-reliant and work hard.

He picked up the straw and walked out of the hole, spreading it on the lakeshore.

Fortunately, the sun is just right, so two hours in the sun, it is estimated that it will be very dry.

Qi Luoer went into the cave again and cleaned the inside thoroughly.

Fortunately, there are no cockroaches or mice inside, which is better than a prison.

There is also a stone door in the left corner of the cave with a big lock on it, which is estimated to pass through the second and third floors.

While she was busy, she suddenly heard a thunderbolt outside, a flash of white light, and then heard the whistling wind...

ah?Her straw!

Qi Luoer rushed out.

Seeing that the sky that was still so clear just now is now thick with clouds, and the strong wind is raging, rolling up the straw that she used as bedding into the sky...

Some blew up the treetops, and some blew into the lake...

"August and autumn, the high wind howls, and rolls up the three-storey thatched roof of my house...

The tall ones hang on the tops of the forest, and the lower ones float around Shentangao..."

Qi Luoer finally realized the helplessness of the great poet Mr. Du Fu.

This poem is so vivid!

Alas, it will be more vivid if the roof is changed to collapse...

Qi Luoer watched helplessly that there was not a single piece of thatch left, and there was nothing he could do. . [