The arrogant emperor is a god pit

Chapter 165 Young Master Dongguo 3
He Lanjiu felt aggrieved, and wanted to vomit loudly, and also wanted to find someone to complain about.

There is no one to talk to, but to talk to him.

"I know." Mr. Dong Guo said lightly.

"Huh? What does that mean?
"I saw you stealing peaches last night." At that time, under the night light, she was small but calm.In the end, she even removed the traces for her friends.

That little person, standing quietly in the night, gave people a strong sense of disobedience.

Unfortunately, it caught his eyes.

So, there is today's scene.

And those peaches were indeed stolen, but it was not their children who did it, but a group of monkeys.

When He Lanjiu knew the truth, she could only curse inwardly - bad luck!

She has to think about it, when will she go to a fortune teller and ask if she has committed some evil?

Why do things always go wrong?
He Lanjiu retreated while thinking about something.

Mr. Dongguo looked at the little figure indifferently, the corners of his eyes rippling with deep thought.

He finally found out what that feeling of disobedience was, a sophistication that didn't match her age.

Without more than 20 or [-] years of life experience, this kind of sophistication is almost impossible.

But, on a little girl?

If He Lanjiu finds out, Mr. Dongguo's doubts.

I'm afraid, I won't live so peacefully.Fortunately, she didn't know it yet.

Sometimes the unknown is also a kind of happiness.

……

The room that Mr. Dong Guo lives in is very simple.

There is a small side room next to it, which is more than enough for He Lanjiu to live in a child.

By the time she cleaned up, it was getting dark.

Instead of going out, she took out the moonstone and took out the pamphlet given by Mr. Dong Guo to study.

What is recorded above is a small method of self-healing for monks. The meridian routes and acupoints are clearly marked.So, after reading it once, she crossed her calves and entered meditation.

After waiting for an hour, she opened her eyes again, and they were shining brightly.

"Good thing..." Did you really meet a good person?

Outside, it was dark.

In a quiet environment, there are only a few insects chirping occasionally.

He Lanjiu got off the bed softly and walked out of the small side room.

From the bedroom of Mr. Dong Guo, there was still a faint candlelight.

After thinking for a while, she turned back to the room, climbed into bed, and put on a patch to sleep.

Early the next morning.

He Lanjiu woke up and stretched.

A good night's sleep, refreshed, I got up and simply washed up.She walked out in small steps.In the hall, he didn't see Mr. Dongguo, so he came to the alchemy room.

There is no one in the alchemy room, and there is a alchemy tripod in the middle.

There is a desk on the right, and some bamboo slips, files, books, booklets and letters are scattered.There are also some paper manuscripts recorded by Mr. Dongguo at any time.On the left is a shelf of elixir, some low-level elixirs are scattered here and there.

No matter how immortal a man is, don't expect him to clean up the house.

The above words suddenly flashed in He Lanjiu's head.

He Lanjiu is no stranger to the work of the little drug boy.

She rolled up her sleeves and began to organize the messy letters and letters.People are very small, but they pack up neatly and orderly, and they also classify and arrange various things.Even, it is thoughtful to write a label, so that people can find any book they want to find quickly by looking at the label.

She cleaned up the elixir on the elixir shelf in the same way.

(End of this chapter)