Magic Punk

Chapter 110 Mo Li (2)

The potatoes come from leftover ingredients from the kitchen.

The firewood for burning potatoes comes from the crystallization of one's own thoughts.

When asked by others, he could politely explain that he was delivering lunch to his sister.

And - the embers of the bonfire in the woods were lit by him because he liked his sister and wanted to make something for her.

After all, four-year-olds shouldn't be playing with fire, unless you have an absolutely watertight reason to do so.

Xuan Yi thought this, and then holding the potato that was very hot even through several layers of leaves, he walked out of the wooden house step by step with small steps.

This is the first time he has stepped out of this range since he entered the illusion and was carried into the cabin by his sister.

In his original memory, he had actually been playing the role of a good boy during this period, watching Xing Lihua go out early and come back late every day.

Just like Xing Lihua had been hiding from him that he was actually being raised by a cold-blooded killer, he was also desperately trying to hide that he had nothing to do with those murderous demon cubs from ANBU.

They were both deceiving each other. Now it seems that due to the age difference, Xing Lihua knew everything about him, while Xuan Yi himself believed in the illusion created by Xing Lihua.

It wasn't until I re-experienced these past events with the same thoughts and ideas as Xing Lihua that I realized that Xing Lihua's disguise at that time was actually only enough to deceive a four-year-old child.

Of course, my disguise at that time could not deceive the fourteen-year-old girl at all.

For the first time, I am one year older than my sister, which is really gratifying and congratulatory.

It is a bit tiring for a four-year-old child to continue holding this ball of leaves, but fortunately, Xuan Yi is also a child who has undergone special training. In fact, many of his ability indicators are far beyond those of ordinary children.

In fact, if you give Xuan Yi a piece of iron, the boy today can kill a wolf for you.

Although the wolf's head is hard, the wolf's belly is very soft. With a slightly sharp piece of iron and a firm hand without shaking, it can be cut open as easily as cutting through rabbit skin. The blood inside is very hot and warm.

Xuan Yi knew it very well because he had killed more than one with his own hands.

Although the boy has never left here, he has lived in this land for eleven years. He can walk back and forth even with his eyes closed, not to mention that he still has his eyes open.

Although his sister never told him where he worked, Xuan Yi still had a mouth.

he would ask.

Since what he saw after walking out of the house was not darkness and falling into an endless abyss as soon as he took one step, but everything that had remained largely unchanged even though it was eleven years ago, Xuan Dun felt like he had taken countless reassurances.

If possible, Xuan Yi really wants to go further to Star City, the Forest of Death, and even the Lanye Empire to see where the boundaries of the illusion created by Xuan Er are.

He still doesn't believe that Xuan Er can create another world to fit him in. This is no longer the power of the devil, nor is it the power of an angel.

But the true power of the gods.

But Xuan Yi couldn't do it, so he could only go to his sister.

Then soon, the young man arrived at his destination.

Although that fish market is unfamiliar now, it will become more and more familiar in the coming time.

The scale of the fish market eleven years ago was far smaller than that of eleven years later. Xuan Yi was curious about how Xuan Er knew the outside world, but his steps became more and more rhythmic.

As mentioned before, the size of the fish market is much smaller than it was eleven years later. Although there are still some grocery stores in the entire market, they still mainly sell fresh sea fish. Many familiar faces are nowhere to be found, and there are There were more new faces, and they probably left here before Xuan Yi could remember them in his mind.

Fortunately, the person Xuan Yi is looking for is still here and will continue to be here.

Uncle Da.

Uncle Da was the manager of this fish market eleven years ago, and the same for dozens of years before that.

This old man still holds the green bamboo pipe in his hand. His beard is gray and he is energetic. It seems that he is not much different after eleven years.

If there is any difference, then eleven years have made him older after all.

Xuan Yi also knew that he was actually a peripheral member of the ANBU in charge of this area. After Xuan Yi was recalled by the ANBU for training, he was responsible for monitoring himself on a long-term basis. However, accordingly, if Xuan Yi could not contact the ANBU for urgent matters, Then Uncle Da will be Xuan Yi’s direct line-up.

But now it seems that whether Uncle Da knows about his existence is still a question.

After all, at this time, I was just a body that had been confirmed dead, and would not attract the attention of the ANBU at all. Then I was found again by the ANBU, and it was already a month away when I completed the next step of training, that is, I was no longer with myself. within the scope of consideration.

No - Xuan Yi immediately thought of another fact.

That's the truth about my sister.

His previous inferences were based on his own premises, but the problem was that now he knew that Xing Lihua was most likely also a commissioner of the ANBU.

In the same way, Uncle Da should also be responsible for monitoring his sister and contacting her with intelligence.

It's a little funny to think about it this way, that is, the person in this world who knows the identity and relationship between me and my sister, and who knows the most about each other, is actually their common contact person.

The big commissioner raised the little commissioner, and the big commissioner knew that he was going to be killed by the little commissioner or something.

In fact, just thinking about it makes me laugh.

Xuan Yi couldn't help but laugh.

Uncle Da also saw him at this time.

Isn't this Miss Xing's brother? Uncle Da took a deep puff from the pipe, then exhaled the white mist and said with a smile.

The old man has a kind face and gentle words.

Xuan Yi has known Uncle Da for almost ten years and worked together for three or four years. Even so, he cannot guarantee that he knows everything about this down-and-out nobleman of the Far Stern Republic.

But he at least understood that before there was no conflict of interest, Uncle Da was at least a good person.

He is not the absolutely good person that my sister has been trying to play and practice.

But an ordinary good person.

So Xuan Yi raised his head and blinked his black eyes.

I want to ask my sister to bring her some food.

A mixed-race sister and a Dalit brother.

Sometimes it's a perfect match.

Uncle Da nodded. Even in the illusion, Xuan Yi didn't know what the old man was thinking at this time.

Xuan Yi doesn't know how many people's personalities Xuan Er can simulate, but at least for now, it seems that almost every person he simulates has an independent soul operating in it.

This ability is truly a demonic ability.

You can't find Star Girl?

Xuan Yi nodded seriously and squeezed tears from his eyes to fill them with tears.

Although his acting ability is poor compared to Jiaoyue, he is really a kid who has taken acting classes seriously.

Uncle Da Juanjuan raised his pipe and pointed it: You can see it by walking upstream along this stream.

Xuan thanked him, turned around and was about to leave, when Uncle Da suddenly stopped him from behind. After he turned around, Uncle Da stuffed another small package of things wrapped in oil paper into his arms.

Originally, I planned to let Miss Xing take it back. Since you are here, I will give it to you first.

Xuan Yi smelled the familiar sweet smell of dried fish from the oil paper bag.

He finally knew where those small dried fish came from.