Sun Lingtong waved her hand: "Isn't it just Tianlu?"

"Okay, we have limited time, so don't have this kind of meaningless exchange."

Sky dew is no longer a specialty of one country or one place, it appears widely in the sky.

The dew condenses between the clouds at dawn, crystal clear, and only exists for a short time.

Either blown away by the wind, or evaporated by the light.

If the monks want to collect this kind of dew, they have to squat in advance and arrange it in the sky. Only then can they collect the dew before it dissipates.

It is more difficult for ordinary monks to collect dew, because the clouds condensed by dew are often located high in the sky.

This is very easy for the merchants of Feiyun Kingdom. Their spirit beasts fly high in the sky, and collecting dew has become a regular activity for merchants every morning.

Sun Lingtong and Yang Chanyu collected some more sky dew and continued moving forward.

This time, when they opened the small door, a mechanism doll appeared in front of them.

Yang Chanyu was startled and was about to take action, but Sun Lingtong stopped her in time: "Wait a minute!"

The machine puppet showed no signs of attack.

After Sun Lingtong stopped Yang Chanyu, he carefully looked at the machine puppet in front of him.

The machine puppet was also looking at them and chuckled: "Who are you two? Are you thieves?"

Yang Chanyu was surprised again, and murderous intent spread quickly.

Sun Lingtong was also surprised, but he had already come into contact with machine dolls that could talk. Yuan Dasheng next to Ning Zhuo was like this.

Sun Lingtong rolled his eyes and said to the puppet: "Of course we are not thieves! We are our own people. Look, our tokens are still on the wall."

Sun Lingtong stretched out his thumb and moved it back to indicate the false identity token stuck in the groove on the wall.

Without waiting for the mechanism doll to examine it carefully, Sun Lingtong immediately changed the subject: "Can you clear the way? We have to check it. This is our job. We need to check the quality of the goods and whether they are damaged or anything."

"We are the inspectors arranged by Mr. Song Fuli."

"By the way, what's your name? What level of spirituality have you reached? Can you count? What is eight times eight?"

The mechanism doll opened its big eyes and looked at the two people. After looking at their whole bodies, it said in a soft voice: "My name is Milk Butterfly Lady. If I can talk to you, I have naturally reached the spiritual stage. Eight.

Multiplied by eight, um... equals sixty-six?"
Chapter completed!