Author: Milk and eggs

Shake his head.

Chen Shu put aside these messy thoughts, rubbed his increasingly itchy eyes, and got on the bus.

When it was time to get on the bus, Chen Shu was still thinking about what would happen two days later.

The meditation room is a good place. As one of my classmates said before, practicing for an hour inside can last for three days outside.

This is also of great benefit to Chen Shu.

If there was no meditation room, his body would not be able to change so quickly, and the time would probably be extended by at least three or four years.

In addition, his parents passed away early in this life, and his life was already poor. How could he afford the resource for practice? The meditation room was his only resource.

After thinking for a long time, he didn't come up with any idea.

I can only wait and see what changes will happen later.

After getting into the car, I found a place by the window and sat down.

Chen Shu shrank his coat. At this time, he was riding an old-fashioned bus without air conditioning and crowded in the car. He sat by the window and pushed the fog away with his hands. The scene outside the window became much clearer.

Through the unclear mirror image, a young man with an ordinary face and about 18 or 19 years old was wearing a simple cotton jacket and his cheeks were red with cold.

But the eyes were very good, especially the left eye, which was clear and clear, like a clear pond, looking like a gem, but at this moment the left eye was slightly red, which was probably sour and itchy

The sequelae brought about.

But no matter what, because of that eye, his ordinary face became surprisingly attractive.

But even though he had been watching for ten years, Chen Shu would still see a young man in his twenties through his face - but he looked like he did in his previous life.

After shook his head, Chen Shu threw these distracting thoughts behind his head. After all, he swore that even if he was killed by the sun, he would never tell anyone about this.

“It’s raining.”

Some people say.

Chen Shu looked up at the sky.

The sky was dark, and a few idle clouds in the sky were also printed with gray colors. Raindrops fell in the air, scattered everywhere in the city, and finally gathered on the streets and flowed into the underground pipeline along the drainage pipeline.

It was November, and the temperature dropped, and a winter rain was no less than the injury. The pedestrians also became hurried, but most people seemed to have prepared and held up their umbrellas.

Eighteen years ago, the rainfall in Shikou City has increased year by year since the lakes in Shikou City turned into spiritual gods. It was originally a small town on the northwest border, but now it has a bit of the meaning of being on the south of the Yangtze River.

The spirit god's strength is not low, and many people in Shikou City have signed contracts with it, and there are also many water-attribute attack methods.

However, Shikou City has always been an energy city, with industry and coal industries developed. The drizzle is not as poetic as it is stuffed with, but it is a bit dirty.

In the past two years, the rain fell on the body and it was a mud spot, which was difficult to wash off even if it was washed.

But winter is a lot harder to endure.

The north, which was originally just dry and cold, is now adding a bit of wet and cold.

It has only been hundreds of years since human beings entered the divine era, but the spiritual gods turned into just a lake have been able to change a certain environment.

Sitting quietly on the bus, watching the surrounding environment gradually move from lively and prosperous to depression, and the entire city is developing northward, but Chen Shujia lives in the southern suburbs.

Not long.

Bus arrives at the station.

Chen Shu got out of the car, turned around a road, climbed two stairs, and finally arrived at an old building, where he could barely see the appearance of a community.

Nanjiao once flourished. When the coal industry was booming, because Nanjiao was close to several mines, most workers lived here. In addition, some coal bosses did not regard money as money, Nanjiao was the entire one at that time.

The center of Shikou City.

But later the coal fell, and as workers from all over the country left, the false prosperity in the southern suburbs was completely torn apart, and it has been completely declining.

After all, in the southern suburbs now, there is no place to taste tea.

The same is true for this old building, with few residents already, and the occupancy rate is probably only one-third at most.

Especially recently, it's even more so.

There is no idea where the rumors came from, saying that someone had seen traces of evil spirits near the community. The even more exaggerated statement is that an elderly man living alone died at home because of the evil spirit.

So many people moved out of this place temporarily.

In this case, it is naturally impossible to say any property.

However, Chen Shu's building is an exception. Five households moved into the slab building with a total of five floors.

Chen Shujia lives on the third floor.

When passing by the first floor, the door quietly opened a gap.

An old woman with white hair showed her head out: "Xiao Shu, are you back from school?"

"Um"

Chen Shu smiled and said, "Grandma Zhang, won't you go for a walk today?"

"No."

The old lady smiled and said, "Do you want to have a meal at home?"

Chen Shu shook his head: "No, no."

Said.

So he went upstairs again.

The old lady's eyes flashed, and Jingjing closed the door again.

...

The Chen family has also experienced ups and downs.

In my early years, my family was barely considered a magical tool by relying on a diary that gave birth to spirituality. I relied on this to open a soul-storing office, which was specially designed to redeem the dead souls to avoid breeding evil spirits.

It's been pretty good too.

But now, there is only this slightly simple little second bedroom.

It's just cleaned up.

"Brother, are you back? Wash your hands and the meal will be ready soon."

A girl who looks like a junior high school student came out of the kitchen. She was completely different from Chen Shu's ordinary face. Chen Qin seemed to have completely inherited the excellent genes of her parents. Although she was only fifteen years old, she could see a little bit.

Beautiful.

"Why are you back?"

Chen Shu frowned: "School holiday today?"

Chen Qin shook her head: "The school has been on vacation for half a day, and there is nothing to do in school, so I'll come back."

Chen Shu glanced at her and saw that she was lying, but she didn't say anything.

Since the last time the two were talking, Chen Shu told her about the traces of evil spirits wandering near the community, her school has started to "take a half-day vacation" every now and then.

Chen Shu regretted it so much that he wanted to slap himself in big mouth.

Not only in terms of face, but even in terms of talent, Chen Qin was completely different from him. At the age of thirteen, a pair of "Chopstick Spirit Gods" entered the bottle when she communicated with the world. Then she communicated with the Kitchen God in the dimension.

And signed a contract with it.

The next year, there was a special recruitment from Lingchu Academy.

The status of Lingchu is not low at all. He raises spiritual gods with his cooking skills. A powerful Lingchu is no worse than a divine master in terms of social status or his own strength.

Especially the spiritual god transformed by Chen Qin's pair of chopsticks, one chopstick is responsible for "taste" and the other chopstick is responsible for "balance". It is quite not simple.

Not to mention, the Kitchen God is a god with extremely high rank, and it is extremely rare to be able to sign a contract with him.

It can be said that it is the chef's template.

Now he is at the level of a formal master, and he is definitely a genius.

You should know that in the entire No. 1 Middle School, only two students have reached the level of a formal master.

These are all part of the genius.

Although the formal divine master is not a powerful person, he is already a reserve divine master.

There is a saying in the world: Only by becoming a god-god master can one be considered a real god-giver.

After reaching the God-Walking Level, strength will usher in a huge period of growth, and the strength of the divine master will change.

I heard from Chen Qin's teacher that because of her outstanding performance, Lingchu University in the Magic City is already communicating with special recruitment.

But this girl hasn't told him yet.

Chen Shu was naturally clear about what he was thinking, but he was just worried that no one would take care of him after she went to the Demon City.

His situation seems to others to be in the range of people in need.

"well."
To be continued...