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- Liu Liang knew that Qingyue was angry, but she didn't dare to speak and just kept her head down while eating.
But she couldn't bear it anymore.
¡°Master, why don¡¯t you let me bring you another mirror?¡±
"It's worthless if you have too much." Qingyue really didn't understand how she could have such a stupid apprentice.
"If it's available everywhere, can I still exchange it for something better?"
And he is the only one who has the big one. Don¡¯t even think about it. He will bring all the old guys here and let them take a good look at his big bronze mirror. By the way, there are also Vegetables grown outside that are not available elsewhere.
"Master, aren't you angry with me?"
Liu Liang asked carefully, who made Qingyue really scare her and leave as soon as she flicked her sleeves? She thought that their master-disciple relationship was over.
"What are you angry about?"
Qingyue put a large amount of chopsticks into her bowl and said, "No matter how talented you are, you are still my only disciple. As I get older, I no longer have the mood to accept more disciples."
"Besides, if I drive you away, who will cook the food? How will I see those good TV things in the back?"
If he is lucky enough to see something that will happen a thousand years later, he will have no regrets even if he dies.
¡°Besides, it¡¯s just two storage rings. Children like them, so what¡¯s wrong with them?
It¡¯s good to have no desires, but it¡¯s better to be a living disciple.
"Girl, tell me, why do you want an extra storage ring?"
Qingyue asked Liu Liang, "One is enough to hold all your things. Although the quality of this one when Liu Liang was brought back to the era has dropped from the top to the lowest quality, as long as it is used to hold things, But it is enough.
There are two more. It¡¯s not that he doesn¡¯t want to give them to Liu Liang, it¡¯s just that it feels a bit pity. After all, they are top-quality things. It still feels a little distressed to have them ruined.
"I want to give it as a gift."
Liu Liang clenched the ring in her hand, feeling soft in her heart.
"To whom?"
As soon as Qingyue heard it as a gift, she felt that this apprentice really didn¡¯t have a white teaching, at least he didn¡¯t occupy the bowl for himself.
As for who to give it to, Qingyue thought, it should be her mother, right?
Liu Liang put her hand on her chest. Every time she thought about this, her heart would not only soften, but also hurt. She rarely mentioned the inexplicable feeling of soreness and swelling, and she rarely thought about it.
She just kept these in her heart because she wanted to give him the best and best things.
It¡¯s best to have something unique in this world.
And something like this shouldn¡¯t be bad, she thought.
Except for her, no one else has the things from another world.
And who to send it to?
Liu Liang put her hand on her chest, and suddenly felt her nose was slightly sour, and what pricked the corners of her eyes was a slow astringency.
"To the person who buried me in my previous life."
Although she didn¡¯t know the man¡¯s name or even his appearance, she remembered his voice. She thought that he would be able to find him and recognize him, and he would never admit his mistake.
Qingyue piled a bunch of vegetables into her bowl, picked up the bowl and went out to eat.
He sat in the field where Liu Liangkai came out. Although this apprentice was stupid and stupid, he still did not misjudge the person.
Inside the house, Liu Liang put away the bowls and chopsticks, took them to the kitchen, washed them with mountain spring water, and then made a pot of tea for Qingyue. The tea here was better than that of their time. Many things nourished by spiritual energy are natural and cannot be compared with ordinary things.
Therefore, she never thought of bringing tea from their era, but she did bring a set of small tea sets, which was beyond the reach of the craftsmanship of this era. Qingyue liked this very much.
Sometimes a pot of tea can kill him for a whole day. Liu Liang also bought him a lot of books, all of which are in traditional Chinese and simplified Chinese. Qingyue can't understand them, but the traditional ones are the same as here. The text is roughly the same.
Although I don¡¯t know what kind of time and space Tianyuan Continent is in? But with the same words and the same habits, it can still be seen that they are actually from the same clan.
Qingyue was lying on a rocking chair, flipping through a book in her hand. On the table next to her, there was a pot of tea and a plate of fish skin peanuts, which were much more delicious than peanuts.
He threw a fish-skin peanut into his mouth, and the book he held in his hand was Journey to the West, and he read it with fascination.
If anyone knew about the life he was living, there would be people who would want to strangle him to death.
As for Liu Liang, she is already reviewing the college entrance examination courses. She also hopes to read at least half of the book within this month. By the time she comes here next time, the high school sophomore courses should also be completed.
A month later, Liu Liang set up a shelf for cucumbers and tomatoes, and planted some small vegetable seedlings, which should be ready to grow when she comes next time.
She told Qingyue to water the fields, otherwise the vegetable seedlings would die of drought.
Qingyue promised that it was not a big deal whether he knew how to water it or not. He could just find someone to come over and water it.
As soon as Liu Liang opened her eyes, she arrived at her home. It was already around nine o'clock in the morning, and she could still hear the sound of the TV outside.
Zhou Lanping is still watching TV outside. She thinks Liu Liang is studying hard. After all, the courses in the third grade of junior high school are already very heavy.
So she never bothered Liu Liang, but she didn't know that Liu Liang was back from traveling, and he had only been away for a month.
Liu Liang stretched out her hand, and there were two rings in the palm of her hand. They were ordinary but also unique. The ordinary ones had no appearance, but the unique ones had some complicated patterns. I didn¡¯t know what they meant, but they had a strange sense of mystery.
Putting the two rings on the table, Liu Liang opened the drawer, and then took out the needle and thread from the drawer. She took out the needle and pricked her finger.
You have to be ruthless when pricking your finger. Although you can easily bite your finger on the TV, Liu Liang couldn't bite it off.
So the only option was to use a needle. Fortunately, she used the needle very hard, and when her finger hurt, there were blood drops coming out.
It¡¯s just that the eye of the needle seemed a bit small, and only half a drop of blood was squeezed out.
She had no choice but to be cruel again, this time it was really cruel, blood beads came out one by one.
It can¡¯t be wasted.
Liu Liang dropped blood on one of the rings, and the blood entered instantly, and then the ring also emitted a faint light. Until Liu Liang felt the ring change from cold to hot, and then there was a strange feeling. contact.
With a bang, her head felt like something broke open, and then took root and sprouted, branches entwined, leaves connected with each other, and finally completely integrated with her body.
The space in the ring is indeed not large, but it is about fifty square meters, which can accommodate a lot of things. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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