My love game is too abstract.

Chapter 80 Who Killed My Cow
Liukin Exchange.

Lawrence had dark circles under his eyes and was holding a long list, checking off the items one by one.

"Eat an all-you-can-eat mango buffet, soak your feet in wine, watch two clowns perform stand-up comedy, play tug-of-war with a group of kindergarten children, watch a group of disabled people in wheelchairs play soccer, and even have a senior arts troupe perform 'Youthful You.'"

He looked at the list and saw a long list of wish items that seemed to have no end. The slips of paper fell to the ground and piled up.
Lawrence sighed deeply and looked at the fat yellow creature in the center of the room who was enjoying the massage service of four or five technicians.

Meanwhile, opposite it, there were a few eighty-year-old men performing a youth play.

"You clearly said before that you only needed to fulfill one wish, but now..."

Lawrence lowered his head in sorrow.

For the past half month, he has been taking care of this dragon and has been unable to take care of the business of the exchange, which has made him exhausted.

"My wish is to have all my wishes fulfilled. Is there any problem?"

The fat yellow dragon hummed.

"But if you keep going like this, I'm really going to..."

Lawrence gritted his teeth. He could never have imagined that after spending decades of effort, what he got in the end was such a thing. Not only did he not get his wish, but it also became a wish-making machine for others.

"Tsk, mortals nowadays really have no perseverance. They're so hesitant even when asked to do such a small thing."

Feilong snorted and patted his round belly.

"I'm feeling a bit bored too, so let's just leave it at that."

Lawrence looked up in surprise for a moment, then quickly signaled everyone around him to leave.

Several old men and women walked hurriedly with their crutches.

Feilong yawned and stretched slightly.

"Okay, we've had enough fun, it's time to go back."

Lawrence finally breathed a sigh of relief. He really wished this guy would disappear as soon as possible.

"But since you are quite diligent and have helped me realize many wishes, before I leave, I will also help you realize a wish." Feilong said, rubbing his belly.

Lawrence's eyes lit up, and he said in disbelief, "Really? Really? Lord Shenlong?"

"Of course it's true." Feilong said, "Hurry up and tell me, I'm in a hurry."

Lawrence's mood suddenly became excited. After so many years, he finally waited for this opportunity. He swallowed his saliva, looked at Feilong in front of him, and said with a trembling voice the wish that had been buried in his heart for more than ten years:
"Please, resurrect my wife Joanna, who died of illness fifteen years ago."

He bowed deeply to Feilong and spoke sincerely.

Ever since he got the news that there was a treasure in the secret realm that could fulfill wishes, he had spent decades of energy and countless money to make so many useful or useless props from it, all for this wish.

Feilong stroked his belly, looked at the man who was bowing in front of him, smacked his lips, raised his fat hand, snapped his fingers, and said to him:
"Look behind you."

Lawrence was suddenly shocked, his eyes flashing with joy, and he turned his head excitedly:
There is nothing behind me.

"Haha! I fooled you!"

Feilong pointed at him, raised his head and laughed, then turned into seven streams of light, turned back into seven dragon balls, flew out and disappeared.

Lawrence knelt on the ground stiffly, supporting himself with his hands. At this moment, he only felt extremely tired and didn't even have the strength to stand.

Just then, he heard footsteps, and someone squatted in front of him and gently touched his shoulder.

He looked up in astonishment. When he saw the familiar face in front of him that he hadn't seen in fifteen years, tears silently slid down his face and he squeezed out a voice from his throat:
"Joanna, you're back."

“There really isn’t a single fish.”

Yaluo looked at the fishhook that had not moved all afternoon and sighed helplessly.

He was supposed to start studying again today, but when he went to find Serena, he learned that she was going to do a potion experiment today and asked him to study on his own.

"Studying on your own?"

Yaluo thought about it and decided to go out fishing.

Then I sat here all afternoon without any movement.

"Forget it, go back."

He packed up his things and walked back with the bucket.

On the way he met Haka, a big man who was coming towards him with a basket of cucumbers.

"Yalo." Haka waved and greeted him.

"Thank you, Yaluo."

"Huh? Why are you thanking me?" Yaluo asked in confusion. "It's because of the idea you gave me last time," Hakka said with a chuckle, scratching his head.

"Oh,"

Yaluo remembered that it was the incident when little Smith bullied Haka. He didn't expect that he actually did it.

"So, is he so scared that he doesn't dare to mess with you anymore?" he said with a smile.

"No, although little Smith ran away in fear at first, he soon ran back," said Haka.

"That is..." Yaluo was puzzled.

"Then he said the things thrown on him were quite delicious and asked me if I had any more. I gave them all to him. Now we are good friends," Hakka said happily.

"Really? It's pretty good, uh, so did he taste that it was peanut butter?" said Yaluo.

"No, he doesn't know." said Hakka.

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On his way home, when he passed by a grove, he saw a group of people gathered there and heard some miserable wailing.

He saw Martha there too, so he went up to her and asked, "Martha, what's going on here?"

Martha turned her head to look at him and said solemnly:
"Meiqing is dead."

Yalu was shocked and the bucket fell to the ground with a thud.

"how so."

Martha lowered her head and said dejectedly: "We never thought something like this would happen."

The atmosphere became gloomy, and sadness spread. After a moment, Yaluo couldn't help but ask:

"Who is Meiqing?"

"That's Xiaomei, our dairy cow."

Martha pointed toward the crowd.

Da Zhuang was kneeling in front of the half-carcass of a cow, crying bitterly and beating the ground hard with one hand.

"Xiaomei! Xiaomei! I just made a wreath for you this morning, and in the afternoon you left me and went to the forest alone! Why?"

Meanwhile, Martha's father was comforting him.

"I let Xiaomei out to graze in the morning. After a while, I lost sight of her and she ran into the forest. When we found her again, only half of her body was left." Martha sighed.

Yaluo looked at the suffering Dazhuang for a long time, then pretended to be sad and said to Martha:
"Please grief."

"It's not a big deal to lose a cow, but they said that Xiaomei's wounds are very deep and there are traces of burns. I'm just worried that there might be monsters in the village." Martha looked worried.

"We were thinking about hiring some adventurers to go clean up the forest or something."

"Then leave it to me!" Yaluo patted his chest and said righteously.

"Don't worry, Martha. I'm quite powerful now. No matter what killed Xiaomei, I will find it and make it pay! Even if there are monsters, I will definitely protect the village!"

Martha smiled at him and nodded, "Okay, then I'll leave it to you, our little hero."

"no problem!"

There might be a monster in the village. This is no small matter. It can cause such a wound to a cow, so it must not be a simple monster. We will be busy for a while.
Yaluo walked back home while thinking. Just as he put down the fishing rod and bucket in the yard, he saw Zeshia walking back from outside.

"Zeshia? You actually left the house today?"

Yaluo said in surprise.

"Hmph, go out and relax, so you don't have to keep saying that I stay in my room."

Zeshia snorted and threw a fat beef leg to him.

Yaluo stared at the cow's leg and stood there in a daze.

"This... What is this?"

"Ox legs, can't you see it?" Zeshia said, clapping his hands.

"No, no, where did you get it?"

"It's in the forest over there. It's a cow with a wreath on its head. How stupid."

(End of this chapter)