Xie Wanyou slowly covered his face with the drawing.

You can't blame her for not being able to understand the blueprints. As the saying goes, there are specialties in the arts. She has a good talent in alchemy, but in weapon refining... I can't say well, I can only say that she is a little better than ordinary people.

Feng Ranzhou's tone was incomprehensible: "Don't the Bixiao Alchemy Sect have a weapon refining class? You can't even understand it?"

Xie Wanyou asked slowly: "Excuse me, Lord Demon Lord, why do you think that I, a useless person who has just started to refine weapons, can understand the design drawings of a high-level weapon refiner like you?"

Feng Ranzhou leaned back, crossed his arms and said, "I remember that your talent in alchemy is very good. You learned weapon refining and alchemy together, but you didn't make any progress at all?"

Xie Wanyu protested: "No one is perfect, and so am I."

Not every alchemist can refine weapons, so why is Feng Ranzhou so arrogant?

Xie Zhuoxing, who was nestled in Xie Wanyou's arms, immediately nodded in agreement and asked Feng Ranzhou: "Uncle Fox said that my mother doesn't know how to refine weapons, so does Uncle Fox know how to refine elixirs?"

"..." Feng Ran glanced at it: "No."

Xie Zhuoxing tilted his head in confusion and said, "Hey, Uncle Fox is so good at refining weapons, why can't he even make elixirs~"

Xie Wanyou: "Pfft——"

Zaizai's confused eyes and innocent tone made his sarcasm soar. When Xie Wanyou saw Feng Ranzhou's forehead twitching across from him, she couldn't hold it in any longer, so she hugged Xiaobai and laughed.

For a moment, the air was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Feng Ranzhou: "..."

He endured it again and again, and did not answer the cub's words. He said with an indifferent expression: "I can't understand the drawings, but what about the appearance?"

Xie Wanyou looked through the drawings in her hand again. To be honest, whether it was the necklace or the handcuffs, Feng Ranzhou's aesthetics was impeccable. The same was true for this longevity lock. She couldn't find anything imperfect at all.

place.

But Feng Ranzhou asked her to make changes, and Xie Wanyou made one suggestion: "How about adding a tiger head?"

After hearing this, Feng Ranzhou calmly rummaged through the table and took out another drawing: "This kind?"

There is actually a second version of the design drawings?

Xie Wanyou was speechless while taking it and looking at it. After a moment, he hesitated and said: "Well...this tiger head is a bit too fierce. It seems not suitable for children to wear."

Feng Ranzhou silently turned out the third drawing.

There is even one... Xie Wanyou took it and looked at it in amazement, then touched his chin thoughtfully: "This tiger head is a bit cute, but the whole thing is not coordinated and the style doesn't match. It seems like something is missing."

After Feng Ranzhou listened, he once again took out the fourth drawing to Xie Wanyou's surprise.

Xie Wanyou was stunned.

How many design drawings did he draw?

This situation made Xie Wanyou couldn't help but think of those modern designers from Party B who worked hard to revise a bunch of design drafts, but in the end Party A might still choose the first version...

Xie Wanyou felt that he had become that evil Party A. After looking at a dozen drawings in a row, Xie Wanyou was silent for a moment, raised his head and said to Feng Ranzhou: "Why don't you just stick to the first version? No need to change it."

Feng Ranzhou didn't say anything and put away the first version of the drawing in Xie Wanyou's hand.

Seeing how skilled he was, Xie Wanyou couldn't help but ask him: "Since you are a high-level weapon refiner, will you take orders from outside?"

Feng Ranzhi glanced at her: "Yes."

Xie Wanyou couldn't help but be speechless. The dignified Demon Lord went to take orders to sell magic weapons. It was a bit beyond imagination: "You will modify everyone's drawings so many times?"

Can he, the Demon Lord, be able to bear this anger?

"Of course not." Feng Ranzhou said in an arrogant tone: "Not everyone is qualified to ask me to revise the drawings frequently."

After hearing this, Xie Wanyou subconsciously glanced at the basket of paper balls next to him and said in a strange tone: "Then these paper balls are-"

Feng Ranzhou was silent for a moment and added: "...unless I am not satisfied with the drawings."

"..."

Feng Ranzhou seemed annoyed by Xie Wanyou's eyes, and said coldly: "What are you looking at - how can you get promoted if you don't pursue excellence?"

"You're right," Xie Wanyou held up her chin and looked at him with a smile: "I just think Lord Demon Lord is quite humorous sometimes~"

"Boring." Feng Ranzhou didn't want to talk to her about these strange topics, so he lowered his head and ignored her.

Xie Wanyou organized the dozen or so drawings on the table into a stack, and then asked Feng Ranzhou: "Can you give these to me?"

"What do you want these for?" She couldn't understand.

Xie Wanyou: "I want to see more and learn more."

Feng Ranzhou didn't think she could learn anything from them, but those drawings were already useless to him, so he casually said: "It's up to you."

Xie Wanyou happily put the stack of drawings into the Qiankun bag.

In two words, Feng Ranzhou got a dozen design drawings of high-level weapon refiners for nothing.

Feng Ranzhou may think that these blueprints are waste, but in the eyes of low-level weapon refiners, they are very precious things.

High-level weapon refiners are already rare. What low-level weapon refiners want to learn, apart from relying on their own continuous practice of refining weapons, there is another way, which is to gain enlightenment - that is, by studying the drawings of high-level weapon refiners. , those with high talent and good opportunities may be able to learn something from it.

Therefore, the blueprints of high-level weapon refiners are also quite popular in the world of cultivation.

Xie Wanyou has not thought about what to do with these blueprints for the time being, but they are valuable things after all, and there is no harm in keeping them. They may come in handy someday.

Xie Wanyou thought about it, took out three thick medical classics from the Qiankun bag, and opened them to read.

They agreed that they would sleep with their children tonight, but it was not yet time to go to bed, so Xie Wanyou simply brought the unfinished books and seize the time to study.

Xie Zhuoxing was very satisfied just to see his mother. Seeing that his mother and Uncle Fox were busy, he flew to the high stack of medical books, turning his belly and licking his paws, while wagging his tail. Amuse yourself and wait for the two adults to touch each other after they finish their busy work.

During his free time, Feng Ranzhou glanced across the way and found Xie Wanyou holding a heavy book and looking at the contents seriously.

There was suddenly an extra person in the originally empty study room. Feng Ranzhou felt a little uncomfortable and could only try his best to ignore Xie Wanyou's presence.

But the more he ignored it, the clearer Xie Wanyou's breath and taste became.

Feng Ranzhou couldn't help but raise his eyes and glanced at Xie Wanyou again. Unexpectedly, he was spotted by the cub lying on the pile of books. He pointed it out angrily: "Uncle Fox doesn't read well, so he deserts and peeks at my mother! "

Xie Wanyou immediately raised his eyes and looked at Feng Ranzhou doubtfully: "?"

"..."

Feng Ranzhou suddenly felt that the sentence "Tiger poison will not eat its seeds" could be changed to "Tiger poison will eat its seeds."

Feng Ranzhou lowered his eyes again expressionlessly and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "It's okay."

Xie Wanyou didn't pay much attention and lowered his head to read the book again.

Xie Zhuoxing, on the other hand, was secretly glared at by Feng Ranzhou. Xie Zhuoxing was not afraid at all and shook the tips of his ears at Uncle Fox.

Uncle Fox didn't concentrate on his studies, and even peeked at his mother, looking so embarrassed!

…

Time passed quickly, and it was late at night in the blink of an eye. Xie Wanyou collected the book, said hello to Feng Ranzhou, and then returned to the room with Zaizai, who was very sleepy.

Xie Wanyou's scent in the air gradually dissipated, and Feng Ranzhou felt relieved. Not long after he relaxed his heart, he suddenly remembered something important——

I haven't gotten that pillow back yet!

If Xie Wanyou knew that he took away the pillow given to him when he left Bixiao Danzong... I don't know what he would think about.

Feng Ranzhou immediately went to Xie Wanyou's room. As soon as he arrived, he saw Xie Wanyou standing in front of the bed, about to stretch out his hand towards the pillow on the bed.

Feng Ranzhou waved his sleeves and put the pillow into his arms.

Xie Wanyou took a step slower and watched the pillow disappear. He was wondering when he turned around and saw that it was Feng Ranzhou who did it. He couldn't help but be surprised and asked: "What are you doing?"

Feng Ranzhou said coldly: "This is the pillow I slept on. I just brought it back."

Xie Wanyou just said "Oh" in confusion, and there was a flower in front of him. When he looked again, Feng Ranzhou had disappeared.

Inexplicable.

She had no intention of sleeping on Feng Ranzhou's pillow, so why was Feng Ranzhou so anxious?

Speaking of which, that pillow actually looks a bit familiar, as if she had embroidered a cat's head and gave it to Feng Ranzhou.

But on second thought, Xie Wanyou thought it was impossible. The situation was chaotic at that time, and it was impossible for him to remember to take away a worthless pillow.

While Xie Wanyou was thinking, she took out the pillow from her Qiankun bag and placed it on the spot where Feng Ranzhou had just placed the pillow. Before she put it down, she suddenly discovered something and picked up a long silver hair from the bed.

It’s the hair of an adult white tiger!

It can be used to make elixirs!

Xie Wanyou felt that she must have been assimilated by Feng Ranzhou. The first time she saw Feng Ranzhou's hair, she thought that the hair of mythical beasts could be used to make elixirs.

While Xie Wanyou was scorning herself, she happily put the silver hair into the box. Xie Zhuoxing saw it and came over in a daze and asked: "Mom, can Uncle Fox's hair be sold for money?"

Xie Wanyou scratched its chin and explained with a smile: "You shouldn't be able to sell it for money, but if you collect dozens of them, you can use them to make elixirs."

Xie Zhuoxing purred from his throat, feeling so comfortable that his ears disappeared, and his head turned into a fluffy little glutinous rice ball: "Then Xiaobai... wants to help my mother steal Uncle Fox's hair."

Xie Wanyou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and tapped its pink nose: "No need, just let it go."

As expected, they are father and son, always trying to collect weapons/alchemy refining materials from each other.

Xie Wanyou kissed the little glutinous rice ball's head, then pinched its pink paws and kissed it: "Why are you so cute! Tell me, are you the little glutinous rice ball?"
To be continued...