Doomsday Pavilion

After Han Heimian left, there was no weird incident. Of course, the most likely incident was that Comrade Leng Han completely forgot Han Heimian’s painful plea, and prepared to take the warlock’s express delivery after dinner with Lin Chou. Back to Hei Shenhai to continue to perform tasks that will never be completed-of course, it is impossible to prove to Han Heimian's wife and the garrison how the private money is gone, emmm, or whether it exists.

Therefore, in accordance with the usual wicked behavior of the garrison, which was so poor that it was too bad, it is estimated that Han Heimian would continue to experience the pain of not having an invoice.

Regarding Lieutenant General Leng Han's rush, Shan Ye and Si Kong agreed that this was obviously a guilty conscience to do something on their own, but it was a pity that Lin had no possibility of seeing through.

Warlock's focus is completely different: Huh?Is this the feeling of trust?!

Lin Chou's eyes rounded,

"You? Let the Warlock Apparition and send you back? It's better to hang it on a handy shovel and I will throw you over to be safer!"

The warlock boss is not happy,

"Don't compare your brute force operation with scientific methods, but believe in science! Every transmission of mine is the product of a combination of carefully calculated theory and practice!"

Lin Chou picked up his shovel and waved it to emphasize.

"When can spells be classified as science?"

The warlock waved his hand, and the gray mist in front of him instantly spread out into a curved blackboard filled with 8,000 formulas. A pair of glasses hung on his hood, and the blood-red soul fire passed through the lens. Reflecting the majesty and the domineering atmosphere that is coming to the face,

"The part of everything in the world that can be explained by science is called science, and the part that cannot be explained by science is called temporarily inexplicable science!"

More than 8,000 formulas are transformed into whirlpool-like entities and stars,

"Shall we start with Rosenbridge? Or a dimensional conductor? Or a quantum object? Considering the rigor of our warlock profession, I think I will explain to you the quantum architecture, which is easier to understand and easy to understand. You look at me What to do... Wave-particle duality should always be known... I'll tell you..."

Lin Chou: "Fuck, what is he doing?"

Sikong: "Uh...it should be an introduction to the basics of warlock, similar to Huanggang Wusan before the cataclysm..."

Wu Ke: "Five years of magic, three years of simulation?"

Shan Ye scratched his bald head,

"Sure enough, there is a specialization in the art industry, and this magic is also difficult. I said that with Laozi's profound knowledge reserve, how can I not even understand a punctuation mark!"

Sikong added a sentence,

"Are you sure that what you have in your mind is the amount of knowledge and not the amount of posture?"

Leng Han suddenly slapped the table, so that the warlock even dispersed the foggy blackboard.

"What, what's up, Lieutenant General Leng..."

Leng Han frowned and said in a gloomy tone.

"Magic is really complicated. There are no numbers after the equal signs in those formulas. How did you figure it out?!"

Warlock:

"Oops."

...

Considering that the warlock would send Lenghan back to the haze area for a while, Lin Chou insisted on making a crock pot chicken for the warlock to eat with three yellows.

But the three yellows were just pulled from the back of the beloved concubine by Shan Ye, his mentality burst and the cockscomb was congested, and the two were unhappy and pecked everywhere, quite uncooperative.

Lin Chou scratched his head while cooking,

"Why do I always feel that I forgot something, it seems to be quite important..."

"Huh, what's the matter?"

"If this handsome knows, he won't forget it!"

Lord Shan pondered for a while,

"Everything that should be notified has been notified, and the people have saved the medicine and filled it. Apart from this, there is nothing wrong. There are no guests who are idle all day long. What else can you forget... Forgot to use a knife when cutting vegetables?"

Lin Chou was stunned, throwing the shovel and ran outside.

Whispered,

"Damn, sure enough... it's over..."

It is rare to see Lin Chou so nervous. A group of people thought that something great had happened, and they ran out one after another.

"What happened!"

"what's going on?"

Lin Chou pointed to the pile of metal powder peeled off by Leng Han,

"Who's leg, who saw it?"

Shan Ye frowned,

"You mean the poor driver's two cast iron legs and half of the metal butt? What are you doing looking for that stuff? I just threw it here... eh? Why is it gone... I ran away?"

"No wonder, no strange, no strange..."

Lin Chou’s expression was very painful, and he took out his father’s memorial, which is the ninth spine, and rubbed it repeatedly.

"It can be regarded as the meat that fell from someone else's body. Although he is not necessarily willing to see it again, it is not good if it is lost. I said don't throw things away, especially this kind of thing. The hills are nepenthes, bears, snakes, and—"

While talking, Lin Chou stopped.

Si Gouzi dog's face was full of chewy and tasteful humanized expressions, walking past the door swayingly, and then nestled in front of the coconut tree hut and licked his paws, licking the sweet spot, and endured Can't help but burp.

The air seemed to freeze, someone struggled to make up the unfinished words.

"--dog's!"

The big breasted sister couldn't hold her face at that time, she was angry.

"Little Four!!"

Si Gouzi shivered, biting his hind foot and gnawing at it, "pia chirp" and leaned forward.

"Wow?"

Big breasted sister tugged Si Gouzi’s ears and taught,

"Little Four! How can you do this! How many times have you taught you that you can't just eat what the guests leave behind! You can't just eat! What should I do if my stomach is broken!"

Lin Sorrow,

"???"

Big-chested sister obviously felt the boss's anger, and coughed, her tone became more severe.

"Furthermore, there are so many unqualified people! People who throw things are so anxious — especially important things like legs. What if he comes back and finds it? It will make the boss very embarrassed if he doesn't get it out. ! Maybe you lose money!! Losing money, you know!!!"

Si Gouzi's eyes drooped, and he gave a cautious cry.

"Ooo...oooo..."

Big breasted sister turned to Lin Chou and said,

"Boss, Xiao Si said that he knew it was wrong, and he wouldn't dare to do it next time-he secretly buried a few pieces of gold and bones in the back mountain, and they can give you all.

Lin Shou smiled,

"Properly!"

After thinking about it, I felt that it was not right, so I put away my smile and shook my head, sighed, and left a harsh word.

"Forget it, I'll do it again next time, I'll cut you off!"

After speaking, he turned and entered the house.

All petrochemicals!

Sikong followed up and asked.

"I said, what the hell is wrong with you, now even Chi can understand...dog language?"

"I dont understand!"

"Is that what you can understand?"

"Of course I don't understand..."

"Then you believe it?!"

"Damn, what can I do if I don't believe it, take the bone scum out of the dog's belly and put it back together? You know-that thing is a husky!!"

Sikong choked for a while.