Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Xu Guangbai is very aware of the reason that these talents can only get their body but not their hearts by taking them by force.

Under the influence of Ji Mingzhao, Gui Sheng has been further sublimated, from a problem boy who simply hated the society to a problem boy who is no longer pure and forced to play tricky lips, and the social harm is acute. The decline, of which Ji Mingzhao was the first.

Under this kind of habitual thinking led by Ji Mingzhao, violence is no longer Xu Guangbai's first choice in dealing with affairs. Instead, at this time, signing unequal treaties has become the first choice that jumped out of Xu Guangbai's mind.

Xu Guangbai followed the labels on the shelf and went straight to the fur layer. He took a glance at a piece of silver-white fur.

"Silver...fox fur?"

The hair has left Silver Fox's body, so it should be unconscious.

Thinking like this, Xu Guangbai stretched out his hand to pick up the box, but when his hand was about to touch the fur, the fur turned around with the box.

……

How can the fur become fine after being left for a long time? !

Standing in front of that piece of fur, Xu Guangbai racked his brains thinking about how to trick this fur...to take it home. After thinking for a long time, he finally managed to say: "Come with me. From now on, I will have a bite and you will have a bite."

After speaking, Xu Guangbai lay down in front of the fur, waiting for the fur to react.

But that fur was different from the never-before-seen Ten Thousand Years Black Iron in his hand, in which resided the soul of the silver fox, and there was still a big gap between the spirit and it in terms of intelligence.

And since it was skinned, it has stayed in this warehouse for not 100 years, but also 90 years. The monks have been revolving around. It has never seen any kind of rhetoric and robbery, but it is still in the warehouse. The most obvious first This is enough to show that it is quite oily.

Xu Guangbai waited for a long time, but there was no reaction from the fur. He kept thinking about how Ji Mingzhao fooled the Xuantie yesterday: "...I am 16 and a half years old, and I am equivalent to the Golden Core Realm, but I can become a fairy after a hundred years."

"I came here this time to choose my talisman," Xu Guangbai tilted his head and tried to recall, "...and then I will ascend with me, are you willing?"

The piece of fur in front of him remained unmoved, people were more scheming than spirits and monsters.

Xu Guangbai was a little discouraged. If he knew this was the situation, he would drag Ji Mingzhao out of bed in the morning.

But just when he was a little discouraged, suddenly, a box fell from above his head, and it just landed in Xu Guangbai's hand.

This is……

Xu Guangbai took a closer look, and found that the box that fell into his hand also contained some white silk hairs. Xu Guangbai looked at the contents of the box carefully, and could faintly see the hairs reflecting colorful light with the sunlight.

This is even better than silver fox fur.

Xu Guangbai didn't know what kind of animal hair it was, but the hair was really beautiful, so he walked up to Wan Zhi with great satisfaction: "I choose this."

Wan Zhi didn't expect Xu Guangbai to choose it so quickly: "Are you sure you want this?"

Xu Guangbai nodded: "It jumped into my hand on its own initiative, so that's it."

"Okay." Wan Zhi took out a palm-sized booklet from his arms, and the booklet grew to half a meter in the wind, and Wan Zhi pointed at the booklet: "What are you going to do with the silk of the West Sea thousand-year-old silkworm? "

"written."

Wan Zhi glanced at Xu Guangbai, and seemed to want to say something, but thought that Xu Guangbai probably didn't know what it was, so he swallowed the words that were stuck in his throat.

Put the booklet away again: "You should still find some furs."

Xu Guangbai is actually not sure whether this thing is suitable for him, but since he jumped into Xu Guangbai's hands, he would not agree to go out again: "But it chose me."

Wan Zhi was silent for a long time: "...you should find some fur."

Xu Guangbai is still very persistent, he thinks that he and this silk may have some fate, maybe it will be: "It chose me."

Wan Zhi really couldn't resist Xu Guangbai, so he took out the brochure: "...This silk is somewhat resilient. Some monks used it to make floating dust, and some people used it to make silk, but no one used it to make pens, no one knew. Can it hold ink?"

He has already made it very clear that this thing is not something for writing, otherwise, tens of thousands of years have passed, this thing is still floating dust and silk.

But Xu Guangbai had no common sense about this, and his ignorance prompted him to be very optimistic: "Maybe it is possible?"

Wan Zhi did not persuade this time, but drew a horizontal line on the silk with a pen, waved his hand at Xu Guangbai, and motioned for this poor thing to get out of here: "Let's go."

Holding the silk, Xu Guangbai happily came to the courtyard where Ji Mingzhao was.

He didn't know that he had to knock on the door to enter Ji Mingzhao's yard, so he just pushed open the door and entered the bedroom, holding the silk in front of Ji Mingzhao who was washing up: "A new treasure."

Ji Mingzhao was startled by Xu Guangbai, and almost swallowed the water in her mouth. She waved her hand to signal Xu Guangbai to wait for her to finish washing. Down.

After half a stick of incense, Ji Mingzhao hung up the cloth for wiping his face again, and came to Xu Guangbai: "What is this?"

"Silk, the one that fell into my hand by myself, I think it is destined for me." Xu Guangbai replied.

Ji Mingzhao and Wan Zhi had the same expression at this time: "What are you going to do with it?"

"The pen." Xu Guangbai replied.

"...Have you ever seen a pen not made of animal hair?"

Xu Guangbai shook his head: "I haven't seen it before."

"I've never seen you not looking for fur!" Ji Mingzhao really couldn't figure out what Xu Guangbai was thinking, "What are you thinking?!"

"...I didn't think much about it, it jumped into my arms and I brought it back."

"Does it know what you are going to do?!"

"...Should be," Xu Guangbai thought for a while, then replied, "I don't know."

Ji Mingzhao walked around the table twice, but Xu Guangbai had already brought back the silk, and now she said nothing would help, she suppressed the anger that wanted Xu Guangbai to die a second time: "...to see if it can absorb water .”

Xu Guangbai raised his head quietly, seeing that Ji Mingzhao's facial features were still very ferocious, he immediately jumped up from the chair, opened the box, and took out the silk in one go.

He squeezed the silk with his hands, unexpectedly, the texture of the silk is moderately soft and hard, and it is about the same thickness as Xu Guangbai's commonly used Langhao brush, but it is much smoother than the Langhao brush.

Xu Guangbai suddenly had a little confidence in Silk.

Under Ji Mingzhao's increasingly ferocious stare, he carefully soaked the silk into the ink.

Please, take some water...

Please, take some water...

But the God of Creation did not listen to Xu Guangbai's urgent wish. The silk that was pulled out of the ink was so unstained that it came out of the mud, and the ink slipped gently from the silk without leaving a drop.

It seems that some friends helped me deal with the extra 170, thank you very much, I can’t delete it even if I delete it... Thank you very much!
small theater:
Xu Guangbai: Why did you choose me?

Silk: Tell me, sister, what are you going to do!

Xu Guangbai: ...