The Domestic Hero

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(The early bird catches the worms, does the old pride early riser have a monthly ticket? Please ~~ 求 月票 ~)

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But in other words, this kid is still a young baby, and it's better to deal with. Corpse Dao regained his mood and secretly rejoiced. On the surface, he frowned, his face was serious, and he said seriously: "Comrade Xiaowang, you are not good like this. The old man, as a person coming here, knows that there are too many dangerous things in this world, and many times cannot be measured by strength level alone. The old man, as a senior, has this duty and responsibility to direct you. The three iron armor corpses can just give you practice. "

Wang Yan was still hesitant, but as the corpses jumped up and down, he stepped up the playing price. Finally, he gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely, said: "Okay, I should accumulate experience points, seniors must be merciful."

"Haha, you can rest assured. As an old man of the National African Bureau, how can an old man bully a junior?" The corpse is righteous and claps his chest. "Then we will make up our minds. See you at the office tomorrow. The old man will definitely support the newcomers. "But under his heart, he was already very happy. It turned out that this guy was really simple. Alas, such a bully of a simple newcomer, how could the old man feel a little overwhelmed?

Forget it, just pit him less and get two thousand milliliters? No, three thousand milliliters is enough. Oops, the old man is really a good man, good man!

"Well, it's a word. Senior corpse, we'll see you tomorrow." Wang Yan was smiling, and he smiled sincerely. Wave your hands and say goodbye to the dead. Finally, raise the price to 15 million yuan, and play with the three armored corpses!

This makes Wang Yan feel a little embarrassed. Do he want to bully an old senior with poor information channels?

Wang Yan is not afraid that he has no money. Old monsters of this level randomly accumulate some good things before liberation and put them into the present. They are all valuable treasures.

If I still owe 19 million units, let the senior cadaver bring us this poor junior. Ha ha, it seems that this cadre senior is pretty good except for trying to get some of his own blood.

Forget it, just pit him a little less and get 20-30 million? No, 30-40 million is enough. Oops, my pharaoh is really a good man, good man!

A pair of thoughtful guys broke up on the subway happily.

Without mentioning the corpses, Wang Yan got off the subway and returned to Xianghu District. The area of ​​our own community is very large, and the area of ​​plants and water in it is much larger than that of buildings.

As soon as I walked into the community, the fresh and slightly humid air came. Wang Yan, who was in a particularly good mood, stretched his lazy waist and hugged the little ferret who had fallen asleep in his shirt.

It was already ninety in the evening, and the people who took a walk to eat had already returned home. The usual twitter birds have also returned to their nests.

By the bright moonlight, Wang Yan shuttled on the cobblestone paved path.

The evening breeze was blowing, and the leaves of the camphor tree on the road blew. Around the stream and the lotus pond, male frogs chirped happily and cheerfully. In their world, whoever is the loudest will be favored by the opposite sex.

This makes Wang Yan smile, and any creature in the world spares no effort to reproduce themselves in order to reproduce offspring.

Wang Yan walked all the way to the small melon-shaped lake, watching the willows by the lake move by the wind, the lake waves rippling under the moonlight, and the silver sparkling.

A mill-sized hairy crab separated Bibo and climbed to the shore, gathered two large pliers, and rubbed on Wang Yan's leg to please. Although it is not spiritually open, anyway, it can distinguish who is provable and who is to be pleased.

"Small stuff, I'm sorry." Wang Yan crouched down, whirling twice on its armor, and said with a slight apology, "It's been busy in recent days, and I have no time to take you back to my hometown. I can only grieve you here temporarily Plant in a small pool and continue to stay for a while. "

When the hairy crab heard it, he was so happy. What's so good about going back home? Although the hometown is large, the waters are wide. But the prey there are very wild, it is not easy to catch.

But it was different in this little pond. Those silly fishes weren't alert at all. They all waved big pliers to move them forward, and they stared at them silly and curiously looked at themselves curiously.

There are those hairy crab girls, although they are slightly smaller.

But small and small, it is more obedient than the rugged mother-in-law in the Great Lakes, and one is just so charming.

Therefore, hairy crabs are excitedly wielding human fist-sized pliers. Boss, although you are busy, the busier the better, the best is to be too busy to forget the younger brother.

Then it glided happily, slipped silently into the water along the grass along the shore, and continued to find its crab girl papers.

Wang Yan looked dumbfounded, and it was rare for a hairy crab to be happy like this.

Building No. 18 by the lake stands quietly, where is the home of Uya Ange, but the lights have been dim for these two days. Wang Yan also inquired about Brother Xiong, and heard that she had been on a business trip some time ago.

Downstairs, the small fence was covered with delicate and tender roses. Wang Yan sniffed the faint floral fragrance and the microwave of the lake, and felt inexplicably quiet and comfortable in his heart.

It seemed that he had entered into a wonderful state at once, with conscious emptiness and clearness, and the spiritual power centered on the forehead pineal gland, spreading and spreading in all directions.

Suddenly, he felt a seven or eight centimeters long centipede crawling behind him. Instinctively, he hurriedly turned to avoid.

I saw the little centipede, stepping on the half-decayed dead branches and fallen leaves, and swayed past the eyes.

Wang Yan just used his mental strength just now to feel its existence very clearly.

Yes, it is felt, not seen.

But that feeling was very clear, even clearer than his current vision under dim light. Recalling that moment, Wang Yan can clearly remember every detail on its body, the black oily carapace, the thin hook-shaped legs, the cut body, the yellow-white belly, and the two majestic tentacles in front of the red head There are also a pair of highly toxic palate teeth like pliers.

Xianghu Community is a high-end community, with more trees, grass and rockery than people, and plenty of water. The original environment has also caused a lot of wild animals in the community.

What about turtledoves, egrets, etc. What frogs, toads and turtles are often seen. Naturally, there are some terrifying small animals such as snakes, centipedes, mice, and weasels.

Only those creatures that cause panic and danger, the property will be cleaned regularly. But the source environment of the community is so complicated, there are naturally many fish that miss the net.

Wang Yan didn't want to miss this sudden cleverness, closed his eyes and reopened his mental strength.

The picture around him was like a 360-degree angle in his mind. It is clearer, more detailed and comprehensive than what you see with your eyes.

Huh ~~ The magical use of spiritual power is really delicate and vivid.

In my mind, there is a picture, to be precise, a three-dimensional picture centered on himself and spreading in all directions. In front of and behind the body, on the left and right sides, and even above and below the feet, all the three-dimensional images are shown in the mind.

For example, Wang Yan can clearly "feel" a small tree two to three meters high on the left. This is not a common sense, but a real feeling. Just like the perspective of God, he can feel all its images, tree crowns, tree poles, and the entangled roots deep in the soil in three dimensions.

As his "focus of attention" was placed on one of its leaves, he could even "feel" the meridians on its green young leaves, and then put the "focus of attention" on a certain meridian. Feel the delicate pulse of the delicate meridian, which is transporting water and nutrients to the leaves.

This is a very wonderful experience, it is difficult to fully describe this comprehensive experience beyond human vision. Those pictures are so clear, delicate and complete.

Wang Yan stood there blankly, forgot everything and immersed himself in this extraordinary and wonderful feeling experience.

"Feel" the flow of air.

Feeling a leaf, a fat worm is chewing on the fat and juicy leaves. It was a pity that it ate so much joy that it didn't notice that a monster with giant claws had sneaked in. In the next moment, the worm was struggling, and its head was clipped off. The green juice was flying, but the fat body became the dinner of the monsters.

Wang Yan also felt that in the soil under the half-decayed dry leaves ground where he stood, a nest of ants was entrenched, and the ant caves were all vertical and horizontal, and the structure was extremely complicated. Countless ants go back and forth, busy. A team of ants found a corpse, and then swarmed up, collaborating and dragging it back to the ant's nest.

After a while, it seemed that another group of bugs broke into the site and started a full-scale war with the nest of ants. Both sides continued to have soldiers killed and reinforcements came.

Everything happened around Wang Yan, but within a radius of five or six meters. But everything was revealed in his mind.

Life is so smart and colorful.

What makes Wang Yan even more amazing is that the magical power is so delicate and exquisite, you can experience such wonderful and amazing scenes, and experience a sense of shock, far more than those so-called blockbuster.

The kind of excitement and extraordinary feeling from his heart made him feel very comfortable.

Unconsciously, one hour passed and two hours passed. On Wang Yan's clothes, a drop of crystal dew was condensed between his eyebrows.

And he still seems to be immersed in the super-sensory world which is extremely delicate and beautiful, extremely vivid. His face is as quiet as water, peaceful and peaceful. From time to time, there was a dew drop hitting the ground.

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