Xin Wu found it interesting that this plastic suit called "Jian Ao" can be turned into a "spy", so I will do what Yang Guan said and give it a try! So, I just stared at this dress, concentrated my attention, and thought: "Ji'ao, Ji'ao, go find Muyi!"
As I thought silently in my mind, this ordinary, flat rubber coat that was originally placed on Yang Guan's arm suddenly inflated as if someone was inflating it, and turned into a human shape: Two slender legs, tall and strong, looking cool in pure black.
Yang Guan took out a pack of cigarettes and a small box of matches from his pocket and threw them over. "He" took them skillfully and lit one. When the flame head came close to his mouth, "he" only exposed Half of his face was illuminated by the firelight.
It turned out that this was a mask with only the upper half of the face exposed, and a pair of eyes with more white eyes looked towards Xinwu, as if a white light was shining from it, startling him so much that he couldn't help but turn back. He took half a step back.
"Yo! It's so scary. Quick, go find Muyi."
Xin Wu still pretended to be calm and gave clear instructions.
I saw him blowing out a puff of smoke, which just covered up the two "white lights", and then in this increasingly larger group of smoke, the person suddenly disappeared.
"Well, how long will it take for him to get it back?"
Xin Wu stabilized his mind and asked Yang Guan in a relaxed tone.
"Soon! He usually doesn't take more than a cigarette to come back. Whether he can find it or not, he will definitely come back."
"Okay, that's pretty quick, and it's an 'urgent' thing!"
Yang Guan took out another pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out another one for himself, and lit it.
"What else can you tell me about this 'relic'? After the restoration of this Guanyin statue is completed, can you take me around to see it?"
Xinwu is always full of curiosity about the unknown.
"Of course! In fact, in the month since you were in seclusion, some major things have happened in 'Shiyi': those intermediate collectors who were not accepted by us did not have enough goods and started other businesses. However, Do you know what they're doing? Raising flies! Isn't it disgusting? Originally, this 'scavenger' was just a mess, a mess, and the sanitary environment was typically dirty and smelly, but they still couldn't see through it and thought it would be better if they added a little more. Flies taste even better. I can't stand it. I destroyed their breeding farm several times, but they put a bunch of composted maggots outside the shed to disgust me. You know how hard I am. I’m not afraid of dirty things, I’m just afraid of things that are small, soft, fat, and wriggling—Hey! Even when I say these words, I get goosebumps all over my body!”
Yangguan looks tall and powerful, but unexpectedly, he also has a weakness, and he is still a weak little insect.
"It's disgusting! Then this 'relics' is even more unwatchable?"
After hearing this description of the environment, Xinwu lost interest in visiting the "Scavenged Relics".
Yang Guan took another deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, frowned, and continued: "As for seeing, there is also a place that you should like: there are many water, many holes, and many strange creatures. Although it is not dirty and the scenery is beautiful, there is a big problem. It is the 'kindergarten' for these creatures. They are thrown there as soon as they are born. There are no parents to raise them, so the We have also tried to feed the little creatures regularly, but there are still some little ones that will not survive. We have been thinking about how to help them survive the most difficult period after birth; and , just because we often feed them, many of them regard us as their 'parents'. As long as they pass by, they will hold on to us, causing us to be covered with small animals. In order to prevent them from being too After giving warm hugs, now every time we go to feed, we have to wear dirty clothes with the smell of smoke on them, so that we can smoke away these children. Alas! What do you think we are doing with the money we charge? Did you? Either buy cigarettes or buy food, anyway, it’s all spent on these little guys.”
"Haha, that should be a very interesting place. I'm interested and want to go check it out."
Xinwu likes small animals, especially the weak ones. When he sees them, he is filled with love and affection and cannot extricate himself.
“Besides this place, what else is fun, interesting, or interesting to see?”
Xinwu felt that it would be better to arrange the itinerary more fully.
"What's more, this year's Heritage Expo will be held soon. It is said that the exhibits selected for the conference are of high quality and have more varieties than previous ones. They will be auctioned immediately after the conference. , collectors and investors from all over the world are coming to participate. We have also signed up to attend, and Dumu has already sent over several boxes of exhibits we selected."
"Well! It seems that you two can still agree on things sometimes! Haha."
Xin Wu praised the two apprentices. Although he had not personally seen what this "single tree" was like, he seemed to be capable of doing things.
As they chatted, they saw that the cigarette in Yang Guan's hand was burning to the last puff. He held the cigarette butt in his mouth, took a deep breath, then raised his neck to the sky, and spit out a series of "concentric circles". They lined up in the air, growing in circle after circle, then fading, and then dissipating...
In the smoke ring of this very technical "smoking", Ji'ao's black figure appeared again!
However, when he came back, he looked much uglier than when he went out: the entire gelcoat became black, sticky, and shriveled, sticking to his body, revealing many large and small black holes - this was a typical sign of being burned badly. Looks like it's gone.
"What's going on? Are you burned like this? Are you okay? Have you found Muyi?"
For a moment, Xin Wu didn't know whether he should reach out to help this Ji'ao, who didn't know whether he had a physical body, so he had to throw out a series of words of concern first.
Ji'ao raised his face. Fortunately, his face was not burned, and he could still emit two more white lights. However, it no longer looked disturbing, but a slightly apologetic expression.
"Master, stare into his eyes and don't look away. He is sending you a message and reporting the situation!"
Yang Guan could hold Ji Ao up with one hand and skillfully guided Xin Wu to communicate with Ji Ao again.
Following Yang Guan's guidance, Xin Wu concentrated his attention and stared at Ji'ao's eyes without blinking. This time, there seemed to be not so many white eyes, and the black pupils were sending messages to him:
