“Bunino?”

Bi Wen asked expressionlessly in a calm tone.

"Aren't you surprised?" Wu Xijin asked back.

"No, I'm very surprised. Please tell me the details." Bi Wen said with a constant expression.

If you are surprised, can you reflect your facial features? Even if you frown and perfunctorily treat me, you can do it! Your attitude will make me feel that my information is completely worthless and even a bit outdated... Wu Xijin really wants to warm his excess expression and let him try it out for a few days and adjust his boring and boring life.

"When I met Bunino, she was setting up an altar and taking away something very important. To be ashamed, I can't stop her."

Wu Xijin made himself show some "regret". This is right, but it is not comprehensive enough.

Of course, Wu Xijin would never say anything about working for Bunino and participating in the work of reviving the evil god. On the one hand, he is shameless, and on the other hand, he is easily misunderstood and has a special relationship with Bunino.

"When did it happen?"

"What did she take away?"

Bi Wen asked two questions in a row.

"At around 6 o'clock, I met on my way back. The thing she took was called the Scepter of Reincarnation. According to her, this is the key opportunity for the Immortal to resurrect Phoenix."

“I want to write a report.”

Without saying a word, Bi Wen returned to the chair and sat down, writing on the paper.

"By the way, can you tell me the address of Miss Ye's house? I want to consult her for some things." Wu Xijin said.

"She has left Shipan Town. Before leaving, she left you a letter, in my drawer." Although Bi Wen said this, he had no intention of getting up to help Wu Xijin get the letter. It seemed that he was really busy.

Wu Xijin couldn't find Ye Banxin. He wanted to ask about the disappearance of the extraordinary origin after the death of the people of Wen, but seeing that he was so busy, he had to leave first.

...

I went home to take a shower and read a book at night. At around 11 o'clock, Wu Xijin returned to the room and piled Huo Qibing's letter paper on the bed onto the ground, ready to go to bed.

Maybe it was because I experienced too much today. After Wu Xijin lay down, his mind was filled with all kinds of things that happened during the day.

The huge bone dragon, the corpse of the second-generation werewolf, the battle with him through the extraordinary, the thriller brought by Burino, and the grand scenes of the epic war between order and death... These scenes are played in Wu Xijin's mind, making it difficult for Wu Xijin to fall asleep.

call.

Wu Xijin sat up from the bed in one breath, turned on the light, thinking about something to do to distract his energy. He thought about it and there was no good idea, and then suddenly saw the letter paper around the bed.

stationery……

Wu Xijin picked up one randomly, wrote a word: "At", and then clicked Send.

Unlike before, 5 minutes passed this time, Huo Qibing still did not reply.

Sleeping?

No, how can a writer sleep so early?

He didn't sleep all night yesterday.

That's right... normal people can't stay asleep every night.

Wu Xijin clarified the logic and looked at the letter paper covered with the ground. He had a sudden idea, collected the hundreds of letter papers, and then took another basin of water, and began to practice his own idea. The practical content was whether the letter paper could still be used normally after experiencing a certain degree of pollution.

The practice process is very simple.

Wu Xijin first soaked a piece of letter paper in water, soaked it, and took it out, and clicked to send.

Gravity seemed to affect the movement of the letter paper to slowly float up, but it did not prevent it from sending.

This is good!

Seeing the letter paper disappearing into the air, Wu Xijin nodded with satisfaction, and then searched for some ingredients and seasonings that he could not usually use:

Bean sprouts, bean paste, ginger, garlic, green onion, peppercorn, chili powder, dried red pepper, cooking wine, soy sauce, pepper powder, and sugar. Finally, add some salt and MSG and stir evenly with hot water.

There is no overnight revenge among friends. If you can get this little grudge, you can avenge it tonight.

...

Ru family hotel, in the room of Huo Qi ill.

At this time, Huo Qibing was sleeping soundly. A piece of water-soaked letter paper slowly appeared from Huo Qibing's head and then fell quickly.

Bang.

The letter paper slapped Huo Qibing's face, making a crisp sound.

Wu Xijin felt his face itchy, but he was too sleepy and didn't care. He turned over and continued to sleep.

A few minutes later, the letter paper with various seasonings fell one after another, layered on Huo Qibing's body, making a series of crisp sounds of banging.

...

When he woke up the next morning, Wu Xijin moved his nose and felt a slight sour smell of shit above his head.

Opening his eyes, Wu Xijin moved the two tables above his body, and then he saw that there were at least 30cm thick stacks of letter paper, filling the two tables. A rough estimate was that there were 2,000 to 3,000 pieces of letter paper, all of which were stained with various seasonings.

Such a big project can't be completed in an hour, right?

How big aggrievance is this?

And you're shit in it? I don't even have it!

Wu Xijin sighed that Huo Qibing was a little sceptical, and secretly praised his wisdom.

Before he went to bed, he changed the bed a little, removed four legs, and directly changed it to the height of the tatami.

Turning down the bed is not the fundamental reason. Wu Xijin’s purpose is to set up two tables on his head, so as to completely block the airdrop of biochemical weapons from directly above.

As it turns out, the effect is significant.

Wu Xijin nodded with satisfaction, feeling that he had done a great thing with great merit. After all, when will the revenge be repatriated? It is a blessing that he ended the endless revenge that may even affect future generations in this way.

He threw away Huo Qibing's sour smell and other letter papers, and Wu Xijin took out a clean piece of letter paper.

This is the rest last night.

Wu Xiji has not used up all of them, and he has left a few pictures that have been needed from time to time.

"Thirty thousand, where did you get such a refreshing formula? Do you care about the staff who are working on biochemical weapons in the hotel?"

Wu Xijin did not directly say that he had prevented it. Verbal show-offs were meaningless, and it would only allow Huo Qibing to study how to retaliate next time. It is difficult to defend against thieves for thousands of days. In order to end this meaningless battle, Wu Xijin decided to let Huo Qibing win.

He believed that as long as Huo Qibing thought he would have a truce.

After all, Huo Qibing should also understand the meaning of when the revenge will be repaid.

This time, Wu Xijin was not allowed to wait. Almost as soon as the letter was sent, there was a reply there, which was faster than before.

"Happy?"

This piece of paper is not the one that Wu Xijin just used, it is a piece of paper that he has just used.

It proved that Huo Qibing wrote this picture in advance, and waited for Wu Xijin to wake up and get feedback on the game as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!