There is no white dragon liver, and there is no need to eat it.
In fact, Jiu Yuanzi can eat or not, but Gongyang Yan adheres to the principle of never eating blindly in the dojo, and only eats bigu pills bought with a lot of money.
On the other hand, others still sat at the table in order to follow the plot. Anyway, they could use spells and other means to move the food away.
Ai Zijia was the first to come back. She was sitting on the doorstep. She came in as soon as the landlady called her.
At this time, she was helping to set the dishes. Apparently after finding herself abandoned by both men and women, she turned to the natives of the ashram.
The better your goodwill, the less likely you will die.
Jiu Motoko looked at the house. During the day when they were kicked out, the boss's family had already repaired the house.
Even the paintings that were blackened with markers were wiped clean.
Only the portrait that had been engraved by Shu Motoko had the faces of the people in it stuck to the frame, looking like they were about to come out and seek revenge at any moment.
Very scary.
The family made repairs incredibly quickly.
If it were to be put outside, this family would set up a contracting team to decorate it for others and it could be completed in one night.
As long as you don't pay your family a salary, you can easily achieve the small goal of 100 million.
The water on the ground is gone, the floor has returned to its old look, and the stairs have been repaired, almost exactly the same as yesterday.
The old lady seems to have been repaired and is now sitting at the table in particularly good health, waiting to drink soup.
What I ate today was liquid food again, a pot of soup with unknown meat.
Ai Zijia ate a big bowl of meat porridge yesterday, but nothing happened. After helping her today, she sat down, held the bowl and drank heavily.
"Lady boss, the soup you made is so delicious. Can I add more after I finish it?" she praised.
Everyone looked at her inexplicably. If she wanted to drink it so much, she might as well take everyone's soup.
Then the eyes of the 10 people at the table fell on the six men from Yuxiao Company.
The eyes were full of surprise, and they were surprised that their company did not teach employees the most basic operations. This made the people of Yuxiao Company feel embarrassed and made their company look very unprofessional.
Jiu Motoko sat on the sofa and watched the magic show being performed at the dining table.
Everyone on the table was drinking soup seriously, but the excitement under the table was comparable to some colorful short movies.
He used magic to make holes in the table and bowl, allowing the soup to drip onto the ground, pretending to be drinking it.
Others poured the soup into their hands, filled it with spiritual power like jelly, and put it in their pockets.
There was even one person who didn’t know whether he used spiritual objects or just props and techniques.
He hid a hose in his sleeve and connected it to the bottom of his trouser leg. The soup was sucked out of his hand along the hose and dripped to the ground.
Except for Ai Zijia, everyone else used more or less tricks, but she was the only one who drank the soup sincerely.
Of course, maybe she thinks everyone is drinking, so she can drink too.
The most outrageous thing was her ex-boyfriend Yuan Zhouli, who transferred all the soup to Ai Zijia's bowl.
He is not the only one who does this, there are at least three people doing this.
Jiu Motoko saw their tricks clearly from the sofa, and he didn't know whether the landlady didn't notice it or was just pretending to be stupid.
If it were her, whoever wanted to ruin the food she made would definitely overturn the table.
But after thinking about it, Jiu Motoko realized that she couldn't cook, so this assumption made no sense.
After drinking enough from the northwest wind, everyone went back to their rooms.
Before the boss and his family went upstairs, the boss's wife said to Shu Motoko: "If the first floor is damaged again tomorrow, I will kick you out tonight."
"..." Jiu Yuanzi said speechlessly, "He is your husband. Didn't he just repair the water pipe and have to kick him out at night?"
"It's not because you were reluctant to hire a professional worker and let him repair it hard that it became like this."
The boss was so angry that he touched the hammer on his waist, but was held back by his son and daughter. The old lady even looked at her resentfully before going upstairs.
Jiu Yuanzi really couldn't stand this family. He was so angry that he didn't dare to do anything to himself.
What a coward.
Even though the boss was being held tightly by two children, as if he really couldn't get through, as long as the two children let go, he would not rush over.
And he will be at a loss and will have to be held back by the child before he can continue to roar to himself.
Ah.
Jiu Motoko watched them go upstairs, with I dare you written all over his face.
Everyone was gone, but a floor lamp was still on in the living room. She stood up and went to blacken the eyes of the people in the paintings, and repainted the portraits with black iron bars.
For the two children and the dog who were playing in the water, Jiu Motoko helped them draw an iron cage and locked them up, which was absolutely foolproof.
Then she started walking around the house, Gong Yangyan followed her with a chainsaw, and the fake brother turned into a cute dog to ease the atmosphere.
They first opened the toilet door, looked at the clean toilet and shouted, "Is there a ghost?"
No movement.
Then she went to the kitchen and rummaged through the refrigerator. It was empty, as if she was afraid that Jiu Yuanzi would come and steal something in the middle of the night. There was not a single chopped green onion.
Not to mention things like human heads and stumps.
Finally, the two of them came to the stairs. Jiu Motoko stepped on them and couldn't move.
Returning to the sofa, Jiu Yuanzi sighed boredly, "If you don't go upstairs and knock on the door now, call Ai Zijia out, she will definitely encounter a ghost."
"Sister Jiu, I'm afraid she doesn't know how to open the door, and it's so embarrassing." Gong Yangyan said.
Jiu Motoko thought for a moment and looked at the portrait she had blackened out just now, "Little Yang, how can I wash off the color of the marker?"
Gong Yangyan thought of her parents' home remedies and said uncertainly: "Alcohol or gasoline, but if it gets on your skin, it's best not to use these things, as they are not good for your health."
"Gasoline, I have plenty of it." Jiu Yuanzi ran to get the engraved portrait, took out the gasoline from Qiankun in his sleeve, and poured it on.
Then flip it over and rub it back and forth directly on the sofa.
Gong Yangyan hesitated to speak, then thought about it and gave it up. It's not our sofa anyway.
It’s better not to bring a marker next time. It would be too troublesome for the wine lady. She is obviously just worried about encountering the maze, so it can be used for marking.
Seeing Jiu Yuanzi rubbing the portrait on the sofa with great interest, and the air was filled with the smell of gasoline, Gong Yangyan pointed to the basement door and said to her: "Sister Jiu, let's not go to the basement to take a look." ?"
Jiu Motoko stopped rubbing, looked at her and said, "I'm waiting for others to go down and take a look first. If it's a BOSS that's too powerful, the range we can run to is too small. The house is as big as this, and no one else can." Open the door for us."
"Sister Jiu, you are so far-sighted and considerate. I was really too impulsive and didn't think of this at all." Gong Yangyan immediately gave up his plan to go down to the basement. What would happen if he died.
Jiu Motoko wiped the portrait for a while, then turned it over and saw that the entire painting was dirty and dirty, and even the portrait on it was blurred.
She stared blankly at the painting that had no human form and had turned into a pot of porridge. "Little sheep, is the painting blurry?"
Gong Yangyan came over and saw that this was no longer a painting.
She also said in a daze: "Sister Jiu, I'm not an art major, so I'm not sure about this. But judging from the facts, it's really confusing."
"Gasoline can wash away the markers, but the paint on the paintings shouldn't be able to withstand it, right?"
"..." Jiu Yuanzi was silent for a moment, then raised the painting with both hands to admire it, "It is indeed an authentic work. It is mounted directly in the frame without adding a layer of glass."
She hung the painting back to its original place, pretending that nothing had happened, and glanced at the other paintings, leaving these to the landlady to wipe.
But she couldn't just wait until dawn without doing anything. Jiu Motoko stood in front of the floor lamp and began to turn the lights off and on frantically, trying to summon another fat ghost to come out.
The lights on the first floor kept flashing, and she had toyed with them thirty or forty times. After turning off the lights and then on again, five people appeared in the living room at some point.
Gong Yangyan was startled and jumped up with a chainsaw with a roar, only to realize that it was a team upstairs.
"You ghosts, can you make some noise when you go downstairs?" she said dissatisfied.
Luo's people looked at each other, and captain Luo Shaosha came out and said, "How about we complete the trial tasks separately?"
"Oh, okay." Jiu Yuanzi sat back on the sofa without asking what they were going to do.
Gong Yangyan quickly ran to her side and stared at the group curiously.
During the day, these people were talking to others on paper cup phones, and at night they went to the first floor. They must have gotten some information.
Sure enough, they glanced at Jiu Motoko, walked to the basement door, and tried to open the door and go in.
The door was locked and they began to pick the lock.
They didn't want to open the basement door while others were watching, otherwise they would directly give the information to others.
But Jiu Motoko was chased into the living room by the boss's family. No matter when she came, she would always meet her.
Now I have to bite the bullet and come here, otherwise I can really do nothing and wait until the last day to die?
Seeing that they struggled for a long time and couldn't unlock the door, Jiu Motoko walked over and said, "Get out of the way."
Luo's people looked at her in surprise. They wanted to say that they were the ones who came first, but when they saw a wrench in her hand, they swallowed all the words and got out of the way.
Jiu Motoko raised the wrench and knocked lightly on the door lock. Durability: 101
The door lock broke with a click, and the door creaked open by itself.
"Guys, please." She opened the door and made a gesture of invitation.
Luo Shi's people did not advance but took a few steps back. Because of her initiative, everyone was wary and did not dare to go in.
Jiu Motoko looked back at the basement and could only see three stairs. It was pitch dark below and nothing could be seen.
She thought she was opening the door to kill, so she frightened the group so much that they backed away and didn't dare to go in. Isn't this nothing!
Luo Shaosha said: "Let's hold a combat meeting first."
They went to sit down at the dining table. The team members all said nothing and looked at him, waiting for the captain to make a decision.
Jiu Motoko was a little confused as to why they didn't go down. Didn't he help open the door?
At this time, Gong Yangyan came over, looked at the dark basement and said, "Sister Jiu, it's so dark down there."
Jiu Yuanzi suddenly had an idea, "Little Yang, bring the paper over here."
Gong Yangyan didn't understand, so she took out a notebook from her bag and handed it over.
I saw Motoko Jiu tearing off the paper, folding a paper airplane, then lighting the nose of the airplane with a lighter and throwing it into the basement.
The paper plane flew down with flames, lighting up the stairs.
"It's really interesting. It's much more fun than the direct light-emitting technique." Jiu Motoko has long wanted to try paper airplanes.
In a TV series, the hero folds a paper airplane for the heroine and throws it out from the rooftop. The heroine will be as happy as a fool.
She just wanted to see if she could really be so happy.
Sure enough, it's a bit interesting, especially when the paper airplane burns things underneath.
Something was burning in the basement, and the flames started to spread.
Luo Shaosha jumped up immediately when he saw the fire at the door, "No! Put out the fire quickly, water!"
"Water, get water quickly, we need water here!"
Upon hearing this, Jiu Motoko quickly ran to the kitchen, raised a wrench, injected spiritual power, and hit the newly repaired water pipe hard.
Durability: 0
"boom!"
Then there were several explosions, and all the water pipes on the three floors of the house burst, and water spurted out again.
"Here it comes, the water you asked for is here." Jiu Yuanzi stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at Luo Shi's people and said.
The wrench in his hand also turned into pieces and fell to the ground, submerged in the water.
