Female killer crossing into money-losing goods: Perfume Princess

Chapter 71 Gossip Is Everywhere (4)

After taking the fire, throwing the ecstasy grass and herbs into the medicine cauldron, a faint medicinal fragrance came out from the cauldron.

Smelling the fragrance of the medicine, the little short hand hidden in Tang Duomi's Nine Dragon Cauldron crawled out excitedly.

No living animals can be placed in the storage bag, and short hands cannot enter the storage bag, so they crawl into the cup-sized Jiulong Ding.

Strange to say, seeing that the short hand can shrink and lie in the Nine Dragon Cauldron, Tang Duomi thought that the Nine Dragon Cauldron could also be used for storing things, so he tried to put things in it.But except for the short hands, no matter whether it is life or death, they will not be smaller and put in.The Nine Dragon Cauldron has also become a small room dedicated to the short hands.

"There's a mouse!" Qingfeng found something moving on the quilt, saw the little short hand, and slapped it down, and the lively little short hand slapped it flat on the spot.

Qingfeng raised his foot again, kicked his short hand to the wall, and slammed it against the wall with a loud bang.

Falling to the ground, the two short hands trembled for a long time before standing up on the hind legs staggeringly, staring at Qingfeng with weeping eyes and incomparable resentment.

Qingfeng was surprised, "Hey, it won't die like this, this mouse's life is so hard." Picking up a thick book, he was about to throw it at his short hand.

Tang Duomi quickly stopped him: "Don't! It's my magic pet."

"No way, you keep mice?" Qingfeng felt sick for a while because of Tang Duomi's wicked taste, goosebumps sprang up.

Tang Duomi rolled her eyes, and lied again for her embarrassing familiar: "It's not a mouse, it's a rabbit, it's a strange rabbit that looks like a mouse. Little short hand, take two rabbit steps to show the madman."

With a push of his hind legs, the little short hand jumped onto the bed, and walked around lightly on his two hind legs. His chubby body was very cute.

The more Qingfeng watched, the more curious he became, "Don't rabbits hop on four legs? How can you, a strange rabbit, walk on two hind legs?"

"Of course other rabbits can't do it. My rabbit walks on its hind legs." Tang Duomi was very proud, "I haven't seen it before, envy, envy, hate—"

The little short hand squeaked in agreement with the master's pride.

"Cut! It's a mutated mouse, you'll know it by its cry."

Tang Duomi was so annoyed that he slapped Xiao Duan on the head, "If you don't tell me, no one will say you are dumb!"

The little short hand is full of resentment, why hit it again?
In less than an hour, Tang Duomi finished refining a large box of sleeping powder, and fed Fatty and Xiao Xie a little. They immediately passed out, and their ears finally became quiet.

(End of this chapter)