"We are all up. You can talk normally." Although Zhuo'er was very sleepy, she still stood up quickly. When she stood up, her body was swaying and she almost fell on the bed again. She wanted to continue sleeping.
Lu Jianxing raised his head and saw Zhang Yan and Zhou Miaotong standing up from the bed one after another. Both of them were not in good condition and their brains were groggy. Even Lu Jianxing's voice sounded like something he heard in a dream, with some accents. .
"Looking at how sleepy you are, should I tell my lord to let you rest first?" Yichuan looked at Zhang Yan with slightly opened eyes distressedly. Her right hand was still rubbing her eyes. Yichuan was worried. I was a little worried that she had rubbed her eyes badly.
"It's not good for your eyes." He interrupted her with his right hand.
"This is what I'm telling you. Look at you, your eyes are bloodshot and you are still talking about me. You just spent a lot of time getting things. Let me think about it. It must not have been easy for you and Brother Lu to get such things. Lots of things." When Zhang Yan said this, it felt like she didn't have to go through her brain, but just said it smoothly.
"We are used to the life of Jin Yiwei. You have to suffer through the wind and rain." He raised his hand and touched Zhang Yan's face, feeling in his heart that he wanted to try his best to let her live. The urge to live a good life.
"Are you two okay?" Lu Jianxing shouted to the two of them with a serious face.
"Brother Lu, I made you laugh. For our common goal, there's no way Yan'er can't do it." Zhang Yan said with a smile, her eyes slightly narrowed.
"Now that we have all the materials, let's make preparations according to my previous arrangements." Shen Jie looked at everyone in the room one after another. They all looked tired. He had no intention of stopping this plan.
"Then let's get started." Shen Lian replied, and he and Zhou Miaotong immediately prepared rice paper and pen and ink.
"Yichuan, let's go to our respective rooms and bring two more sets of tables and chairs." Shen Jie said.
Ikawa nodded, and the two people walked out of the room one after another. The hall in front of the bed in this room was quite small, estimated to be nearly forty square meters. As soon as the two sets of tables and chairs were placed, it was filled in an instant.
As soon as Shen Jie put down the stool, he saw Shen Lian drawing a sketch of the dragon pattern on the imperial edict. How was it different from an earthworm?
At this time, others also gathered around, because the two patterns they created are essential for subsequent work: "That pattern looks familiar to me, but I still can't do this kind of painting the first time." , I'm trying." Shen Lian felt the gazes from all around, and he didn't raise his head. He continued to use the brush to extend and widen the body of the earthworm, and then used the tip of the pen to draw on the body of the dragon. Circles were drawn on it.
"There are five claws underneath, and the whole body is covered in black and gold intertwined patterns." Ikawa said from behind.
"Come here." Shen Lian looked at Yichuan and said.
He did his part and came directly to draw. The claws were painted like chicken feet, but they still looked similar.
"Actually, I have seen several dragon patterns. Now that I have the outline, I can roughly imitate them and draw them." Zhou Miaotong said.
She took the brush from Ikawa's hand and followed the pattern on the painting in detail. At first, she couldn't see anything. Several yawns came from the group behind them.
"Yichuan, Jianxing, I don't have anything else to do for you tonight. You go to your respective rooms to rest. You have a lot to do tomorrow," Shen Jie said.
"Brother Shen, I want to lie down here. I can help you as soon as possible if something happens," Yichuan said.
"It's up to you." Shen Jie replied.
He remembered that he hadn't spoken to Zhuo'er for a while. When he looked at her, she noticed him out of the corner of her eye and looked over with some resentment. Her expression was as if she had stayed up all night, and her eyes were constantly dry. blinked.
"Why don't you let us have a rest first and then work again tomorrow. Maybe we can work faster." Zhuo'er and Shen Jie walked towards the door five meters away.
"I'm still afraid that something will happen. We won't be able to stay here for long. Once the weather clears up, with Jin Yiwei's intelligence capabilities, we are likely to be exposed soon." Shen Jie said. He looked at the skin on her face due to lack of sleep. She looked a bit older. He raised his hand to touch the slightly protruding wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. When he looked carefully, he looked a bit like Song Huiqiao in her twenties: "Looking at your appearance now, you look a bit like someone in her late twenties." Woman, come here, stretch out your hands, and I will give you some spiritual energy."
"I'm only nineteen, and I'm not the one who's like you now." Zhuo'er said, his face turned to the side and he opened his hands, and Shen Jie took advantage of the opportunity to catch him.
In this moment, Zhuo'er seemed to have slept comfortably for half an hour. At first, he only reacted subconsciously to the things around him, but now he is much more awake.
But when she opened her eyes and looked at Shen Jie, he looked obviously tired.
"It takes a lot of energy for you to do this, right? Why do I feel that you are just as strenuous as when you heal Shen Lian's injuries?" Zhuo'er looked at his expression and said softly.
"You go and work with them, I need to rest for a while." Shen Jie felt that he couldn't cheer up now and had no interest in having sex with her anymore, so he closed his eyes and sat quietly on the stool outside. He was also thinking about all this in his mind. The spiritual energy transferred in the past five minutes or so had consumed 30% of the energy. Logically speaking, such a huge amount of energy was at least worth a night's rest for her, but judging from her appearance, it was probably far less. . Much of this energy is wasted in the process.
He thought of a problem. He didn't know any martial arts skills until now, and he couldn't grasp the specific transformation routine of energy. For this kind of delicate operation of using energy to repair the body, it is often half the result with half the effort.
