Yuzhi Boyin, who had already thought about it, did not stay in the backyard more. He returned to the old house to open a kitchen and cook. Soon, he smelled the aroma from the new house.
"Finished cleaning up?"
Yu Zhibo, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, frowned and asked.
"It's necessary. How can such a small thing be difficult to defeat me?"
The dirty Qianshouban held a pair of small fists and said proudly, but his face was covered with dust and sweat, which made his words unconvincing.
"You'd better take a bath first."
Yu Zhibo, who covered his nose, waved in disgust.
"Hum!"
When he found that he really needed to wash his hands, he raised his head and snorted. Before entering the bathroom, he put out his head and looked alert,
"Don't peek!"
"Who will peep at you, such a brat?"
Hearing this, Yuzhi Boyin, who was cooking, almost threw a pot of salt into the pot, and he was full of black lines,
Maybe he learned the lesson from the last time. This time, the Qianshouban Room was washed very quickly. By the time Yuzhi Boyin brought the last dish out, he had already sat at the table in hot air waiting for dinner.
"I can't do anything. I won the first place in eating."
Seeing the kid's speed so fast, Yu Zhibo laughed at him,
"Long winded, eat quickly!"
The greedy insect directly ignored the taunts of his sworn enemies and stared at the sweet and sour fish in Yuzhibo's hands, with an expression of drooling.
"I started!"
Seeing the sweet and sour fish in your heart, you can't think of anything else in the Qianshouban, which opens the mode of wind and rain.
"Sweet and sour fish at noon and sweet and sour fish at night, you are not afraid of diabetes."
He grabbed a piece of his masterpiece and savored the sweet sauce. Yuzhi Boyin thought maliciously, without checking how addicted he was to sugar.
Yu Zhibo, who ate fast, put down his empty job first, looked at the struggling kid, picked his teeth and said,
"I have something to do to go to the class. Remember to clean it up for me."
"Uh huh..."
He could not open his mouth between the boards with food in his mouth. He could only make a hum hum sound to show that he knew.
Out of the house, Yuzhi Boyin walked towards the dungeon where he worked.
After entering the gate, he turned three times and walked to the gate of No. 3 dungeon. At this time, the gatekeepers were still two teenagers he had seen the other day,
"Erlang, are you on duty again today?"
Yu Zhibo Yin got to know each other and greeted the simple and honest boy with a national face,
"You are... my brother's friend!"
When Yu Zhibo Erlang saw the other party calling his name, he was stunned and thought quickly before he remembered that the other party was his brother's friend.
"That's right. I forgot to introduce myself last time. My name is Yuzhi Boyin."
Yu Zhibo smiled and reported to himself that he was a big brother.
"Brother Yin, did you come to investigate the prisoners again?"
Remembering the identity of the other party's archivist, the teenager asked aloud.
"Yes, there are some doubts on the file, so let's check it and put it in for me."
Yuzhi Boyin made an excuse at random and fooled the teenager into letting him in.
"No problem!"
Yuzhibo Erlang, simple and honest, immediately opened the prison door and let him in.
"Thank you, little brothers."
When Yuzhi Boyin saw that his goal had been achieved, he smiled and waved goodbye to them.
"Erlang, don't you think this guy is very suspicious?"
When Yu Zhibo Yin walked away, the silent Yu Zhibo fire core frowned and asked,
"What's suspicious? He is my brother's teammate. I asked my brother a few days ago, and he is really this person. He has curly hair that is easy to recognize."
When Yuzhibo Erlang came home from his first contact with Yuzhibo Yin that day, he asked his brother, Darong, about Yuzhibo Yin. The other side just said that he was indeed his teammate with a strange look on his face, and told him not to care about him.
"But the name Uzhi Boyin seems to have been mentioned somewhere, and I feel bad when I mention it."
Yuzhibo's fire core touched his little head, and he couldn't figure out why he had the idea of resistance.
"You shouldn't be playing glue at night to get hallucinations?"
Yuzhibo Erlang's simple and honest face shows a narrow smile. It seems that simple and honest is just his protective color. This Yuzhibo cuts the yellow oil.
"What is gluing?"
The confused Yuzhibo fire core first came into contact with a new noun, and the confusion in her eyes was almost overflowing, so she couldn't help asking,
"Hey hey, I'll show you something good after work. I stole it from my brother."
Yuzhibo Erlang glanced around at nobody and whispered in Yuzhibo Huohe's ear.
Yuzhi Boyin fumbled in the No. 3 dungeon according to his memory, and finally saw the goal of his trip,
In the dark corridor, a bent figure was slowly cleaning up with a broom. Yu Zhibo Yin walked forward, stared at the familiar figure, and said,
"I want to see Grandpa."
Hearing this, the bent old jailer raised his pale and withered face and said expressionless,
"Good."
The sound made him goose bumps as if his nails had rubbed against the glass.
As the word "good" slipped out, the old jailer turned into a pool of black mud, quickly squirmed towards Yu Zhibo, climbed up his legs, and wrapped him up in a flash.
With a strong sense of discomfort, Yuzhi Boyin took a deep breath and did not resist the devouring of the old jailer. Then he saw that his body seemed to be moving at a high speed.
When he saw the sun again, Yu Zhibo Yin found that he was back in the cell where Yu Zhibo Yao was being held. The old man he saw a few days ago was still lying on the table.
Hearing the noise behind him, he raised his head in silence. He was surprised to see that the caller was Yu Zhibo Yin,
"Ah Yin, why did you come so soon? The matter has been settled?"
He mistakenly thought that Yuzhi Boyan had controlled the unknown Yuzhi Boyao, but Yuzhi Boyan shook his head and went back,
"No, Uchihiroda did not act."
"What are you doing here?"
The old man stopped his pen just now, stood up and stared at him with the intact one eye,
"I want to ask about my Wheel Eye."
Yu Zhibo Yin asked straightforwardly. In addition to the Yu Zhibo Miao he had seen in the daytime, only Yu Zhibo Yao in front of him studied the wheel writing eyes deeply.
It is not appropriate to ask Yuzhi Bomiao directly, which may arouse Yuzhi Botian's suspicion, but Yuzhi Boyao has no such concerns.
He could see that the old man had ulterior motives, but with the style of doing things as freely as possible, Yuzhi Boyin boldly asked questions.
"Have your eyesight deteriorated?"
Yuzhi Boyao asked with a frown. Yuzhi Boyin knew the origin of his eyes very well. After transplanting the original kaleidoscope to Anonymous, he replaced them with the eyes that Yuzhi Boyan had buttoned from the corpse of Huiye.
I vaguely remember that the owner of those eyes was the attendant beside Huiye Cangjie. Unfortunately, he was stabbed by his leader.
"No, just to ask, can my eyes still awaken kaleidoscope?"
Yu Zhibo's silver eyes stared slightly, and a pair of three gouged jade wheel writing eyes appeared in front of Yu Zhibo Yao. The old man could clearly feel the surging pupil power contained in these eyes.
"It is worthy of being a golden child, who can conceive eyes that are not his own to such an extent."