After Han Heilian left, nothing strange went wrong. Of course, the most likely trouble was that Comrade Leng Han completely forgot about Han Heilian's painful plea and planned to take the Warlock's express delivery after having dinner at Lin Chou's place. Return to Heichenhai to continue the mission that will never be completed - of course, it is impossible to prove to Han Heimeian's wife and the garrison superiors how the private money is gone, emmm, or whether it exists.
Therefore, according to the consistent bad behavior of the garrison, which is so poor that everyone is so poor, it is estimated that Han Heimeian will continue to experience the pain of not having invoices.
Regarding Lieutenant General Leng Han's haste, Shan Ye and Sikong both felt that this was obviously a self-inflicted act with a guilty conscience. Unfortunately, Lin did not see through the possibility at all.
The warlock's focus is completely different: Huh? Is this what trust feels like? !
Lin Chou's eyes widened,
"You? Let the warlock apparate and send you back?? It would be safer to hang on a convenient shovel and throw you over!"
The warlock boss was not happy.
"Don't compare your brute force operations with scientific methods, believe in science! Every transmission I make is the product of a carefully calculated combination of theory and practice!"
Lin Chou picked up the shovel and waved it to emphasize,
"When can magic be classified as science?"
The warlock waved his hand, and the gray fog in front of him spread out into a curved blackboard filled with more than 8,000 formulas. A pair of glasses hung on his hood, and the blood-red soul fire reflected through the lenses a stream of majesty. And the aura of academic master that hits your face,
"The part of science that can be explained by science is called science, and the part that cannot be explained by science is called science that cannot be explained at the moment!"
More than eight thousand formulas transformed into swirling entities and starry sky,
"Should we start with the Rosen Bridge? Or the dimensional conductor? Or the quantum object? Considering the rigor of our warlock profession, I think it is easier to understand and understand the quantum architecture first. Look at me. What to do...you should know about the duality of light particles...let me tell you..."
Lin Chou: "Damn it, what on earth is he doing?"
Sikong: "Uh... It should be the basic introduction to warlock science, similar to Huanggang Wusan before the cataclysm..."
Wu Ke: "Five years of magic, three years of simulation?"
Master Shan scratched his bald head,
"Sure enough, there is a specialization in magic. This magic is so difficult. I wonder why I can't even understand a punctuation mark with my profound knowledge!"
Sikong added,
"Are you sure you are storing knowledge rather than gestures?"
Leng Han suddenly slapped the table, scaring the warlock so much that even the fog on the blackboard dispersed.
"What's up, Lieutenant General Leng..."
Leng Han frowned deeply and said in a melancholy tone,
"Magic is really complicated. There are no numbers after the equal sign in those formulas. How did you calculate the result?!"
Warlock:
"Oops."
...
Considering that the warlock would send Leng Han back to the foggy nightmare area later, Lin Chou insisted on making a crock pot chicken for the warlock to hold and eat.
But Sanhuang had just been dragged off the back of his beloved concubine by Master Shan. His mood was bursting with blood and his cockscomb was full of blood. One of them was unhappy and the other was angry and pecking around, which was quite uncooperative.
Lin Chou scratched his head while cooking.
"Why do I always feel like I've forgotten something, it seems quite important..."
"Hey, what's going on?"
"If I knew this, I wouldn't forget it!"
Master Shan thought about it for a while,
"Everyone who needs to be notified has been notified, people have been rescued and medicines have been given. Apart from these, there is nothing else to do, and there are no customers. I have been busy all day long. What else can you forget... You forgot to put soy sauce in the cooking." ?Forgot to use a knife when cutting vegetables?"
Lin Chou suddenly froze, threw away the shovel and ran outside.
A low cry,
"Damn, as expected...it's over..."
It's rare to see Lin Chou so nervous. A group of people thought something big happened and ran out one after another.
"What happened!"
"what's going on?"
Lin Chou pointed at the pile of metal powder that Leng Han peeled off.
"Whose leg is that? Who saw it?"
Master Shan frowned and said,
"You mean the poor pilot's two cast-iron legs and half of his metal butt? What did you do with those things? They just threw them here... eh? Why are they gone... and he ran away?"
"Don't be surprised if there is something strange. Don't be surprised..."
Lin Chou's expression was very sad. At the same time, he took out his father's ninth vertebrae from his pocket and rubbed it.
"In any case, it can be regarded as the meat that fell from other people's bodies. Although he may not want to see it, it is not good if others lose it. I would say don't throw anything away, especially this kind of thing, on this mountain It’s a pitcher plant, it’s a bear, it’s a snake, it’s—”
As he spoke, Lin Chou paused.
The four-dog dog walked past the door with a strong and delicious human expression on his face, and then he sat down in front of the coconut tree hut and licked his paws until he reached the sweet spot, but he still couldn't bear it. I couldn't help but burp.
The air seemed to be frozen, and someone struggled to complete the two unfinished words.
"--dog's!"
The big-breasted sister couldn't hold it in her face at that time, and she was so angry,
"Xiao Si!!"
The fourth dog trembled, biting its hind legs and gnawing with concentration. It "chirped" and threw its arms around.
"Ouch?"
The big-breasted sister grabbed Si Gouzi’s ears and taught,
"Xiaosi! How could you do this! How many times have I taught you not to eat whatever is left behind by the guests! You can't eat it casually!! What to do if you have a bad stomach!"
Lin Chou,
"???"
The big-breasted girl clearly felt the boss's anger. She coughed and her tone became more severe.
"Besides, this is so unqualified! The person who lost something must be so anxious - especially something as important as a leg. What if he comes back here to look for it? It will embarrass the boss if he can't get it out. ! Maybe you’ll have to pay for it!! Do you know that you have to pay for it!!!”
Si Gouzi lowered his eyes and barked cautiously,
"Aww...aowwow..."
The busty sister turned to Lin Chou and said,
"Boss, Xiaosi said it knew it was wrong and would not dare to do it next time - it secretly buried a few pieces of gold and bones in the back mountain. I can give them to you."
Lin Chou smiled broadly,
"Okay!"
After thinking about it, I felt something was wrong, so I put away my smile and shook my head, sighed, and said a harsh word,
"Forget it, if you do it again next time, I'll break your bitch's legs!"
After saying that, he turned around and entered the house.
All petrified!
Sikong followed the house and asked,
"I said, what's wrong with you here? Now even Chizhi can understand...dog language??"
"I dont understand!"
"Can you understand that?"
"Of course I don't understand either..."
"Then you believe it?!"
"Damn, what can I do if I don't believe it? Take the bones out of the dog's belly and put them back together? You know - that thing is a husky!!"
Sikong choked for a moment.
