Wu Tang Flourishing age

"Find a craftsman tomorrow. Ouch, I really miss honest uncle." Li Luoyang sneezed loudly, which made him feel that he really needed a heater in his room. It's unscientific to rely on physical resistance alone.

"The quilt is also thinner. I'm rich now. Yes, I'll change the quilt tomorrow, as well as Zhu Ying's and Chen Ma's. maybe it's because the sun in today's day makes the snow melt a few days ago, so the temperature is very low. Li Luoyang feels that his brain seems to be freezing and his eyelids are getting heavier and heavier.

In his trance, there was a sudden movement in the room.

There is a set of tea set on the square table. Although it looks very simple, it is a necessity of life after all. These days, there is no water dispenser, well water or river water. After boiling, you need something to put, so the teapot and teacup are essential. Otherwise, what should you do when your mouth is dry?

The teapot, which was originally well placed in the center of the square table, didn't know what the wind was. Suddenly it moved, slid over the table and fell to the ground with a "clatter", and then it broke to pieces with a "clatter".

The masterpiece of teapot's life was clear and loud, and immediately woke up Li Luoyang, "lying in the trough, what's the rhythm?"

If someone was making trouble outside when the window was opened, the good teapot placed in the room "walked" to the table and gave up his life. It was so magical that the magical Li Luoyang's teeth trembled.

It's not over yet.

Li Luoyang was still staring at the fragments of the teapot on the ground in a daze. He followed the two teacups matched with the teapot, as if shouting "you jump, I jump too!" one by one, caught up with the steps of the teapot, slid from the center of the table to the edge of the table, and jumped without hesitation - there was no exaggerated behavior of jumping. It was not enough. It was scary enough, Li Luoyang shook when he dropped a teacup. When both teacups fell to the ground, Li Luoyang didn't feel cold anymore. He was sweating in his vest on his forehead!

"Lying trough, lying trough!" Li Luoyang didn't know what to say except these two words. At this moment, he threw all his atheistic thoughts to Java. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and rushed to the bedside.

Of course, I don't sleep with my head covered by a quilt. In film and television works, this behavior is often the standard configuration of supporting actors who can't live three episodes. When encountering an incomprehensible phenomenon, the best way is to think as far as I can run. Li Luoyang just went to the bedside to grab his clothes and pants.

But he didn't expect that in addition to tea sets and cups, even his clothes and trousers were crazy in this room!

He stretched out his hand to catch Changshanzi. He was about to catch it. As a result, he flew! Just under Li Luoyang's eyes, without any foreign objects, the long shirt flew up in the air, took a circle in the room, and finally fell on the top of the shelf bed. At Li Luoyang's height, you can't think of reaching it by the bed!

"Lying trough!"

Li Luoyang thinks he must be crazy. He either sleeps and dreams, or how can this happen? It's so unscientific. If Li Luoyang wasn't afraid of pain, he would definitely twist his thigh to see if he could wake up from this dream.

"And pants."

Li Luoyang didn't feel desperate when he couldn't get his long shirt. When he reached out to grab his pants, and then watched them fly like a butterfly, he took two circles around his head and followed his eldest brother's footsteps to the top of the bed, Li Luoyang finally believed that he was not dreaming - such an unscientific dream would never come from his head!

But if it's not a dream, it's even more terrible!

Li Luoyang finally decided to give up touching anything in the room. Anyway, he still had a quilt on his body. He went out to avoid it first. After dawn, he must go to Li Bai to see if there are familiar monks and Taoists. Of course, he must find the kind of reliable one. He can't cheat on food and drink!

However, Li Luoyang is still naive. Since he can't even take his clothes and pants out, how can he take away such obvious things as quilts?

It was seven or eight steps from the bedside to the door. When Li Luoyang had taken five steps and reached out to grasp the door bolt, he suddenly felt a force coming. He stared left and right. There was nothing strange in his sight, but the force clearly existed, and it seemed to act on his quilt.

"No!"

Li Luoyang's left hand had pulled the door bolt, the door "creaked" and opened a gap, and the cold wind "swished" poured in. At present, Li Luoyang didn't care about this. He shouted, "don't do so?"

With his roar, the pulling force from the quilt seemed to disappear. When Li Luoyang felt this, he dared not delay to speed up again and rushed out, but the moment he crossed the threshold, which was the moment when his spirit was most relaxed, the quilt wrapped around him "swished" and flew away!

"Lying trough!"

Standing at the door, Li Luoyang instinctively hugged his chest and clamped his legs. He was not afraid of walking away, but cold!

To cry without tears, he turned his head and looked at the top of the bed. Sure enough, the quilt went with his long shirt and trousers, and ruthlessly abandoned his master. Li Luoyang was speechless and choked. At the moment, he didn't have time to blame the quilt for its cruelty. Li Luoyang stamped his foot hard, "monster, wait. I'll take you back tomorrow!"

After such a cruel remark, Li Luoyang covered his face with one hand and his stomach with the other. He turned around and ran away. He didn't dare to go to Chen Ma or Zhu Ying. Go to the study. There were neither clothes nor quilts in the study, so he had to choose to go to Li Bai. However, Li Bai didn't live in the same yard with him.

If Li Luoyang hadn't been strong enough, he would have cried now, and he still cried very sad and uncontrollable.

When his figure disappeared, Wu Xinyi, lying on the roof, finally raised her upper body and showed an amazing curve in the moonlight.

"Do you know my strength this time? Let you be lazy and don't write a story well? I still want to sleep, beautiful you! If you don't write a story well tomorrow, I'll give you something more cruel!" after talking, Wu Xinyi put away a long silk thread in her hand.

This is not an ordinary rope, nor is it the silk that silkworm can spit out. The silk thread in Wu Xinyi's hand with a length of more than three feet was specially obtained for her by his father in those years. It is a kind of silk thread that is vomited out by spiders living in extremely high mountains, and then woven by multiple spider filaments after special treatment.

This spider silk is originally very tough and sticky, of course, but the Wu family has a capable person. After soaking it in a special liquid, it not only removes the original viscosity of the spider silk, but also makes it more tough and durable. One spider silk can bear the weight of a seven or eight year old child. After weaving with more than ten spider silk, the load-bearing capacity has doubled several times, The most important thing is that after smearing a black liquid, the original silk thread with only the thickness of hair is difficult to be found even in the daytime, not to mention the brightness at night or in Li Luoyang's room.

Wu Xinyi didn't do anything special. She just uncovered two tiles on Li Luoyang's roof, and then skillfully controlled the silk thread with a small hook to joke with Li Luoyang.

"No, this alone can't play the role of supervision. I have to leave a message for him." after putting away the silk thread, Wu Xinyi said to herself.