Beichuan Temple finally chose to rest between the hurdles.

After all, the Asamiya home was in danger at night, and those resentful spirits attacked from various corners. If Beichuan Temple wanted to go out, he had to raise his full spirit to face the dangers hidden in the dark.

But another problem followed.

Beichuan Temple is not an iron man. As a human being of flesh and blood, his physical strength and mental state have not recovered after a day of laborious searching, and his lifelessness has only recovered less than half of it.

Even Beichuan Temple was unwilling to deal with resentful spirits in this state.

To sum up, it is normal to stay in between.

According to Asamiya’s Eternal Life, as a quiet place for her to live in between the trees, it is sheltered all year round by the fallen trees and keystones in the atrium. The evil spirits cannot invade this place. Beichuan Temple can rest here with peace of mind.

"But I never said that you can do something like this to my room." Asamiya Yongshi looked at Beichuan Temple expressionlessly and removed the Yugaki that was between the pylons with bare hands as firewood, with a little face on his face. Wronged.

After hearing these words, Beichuan Temple just glanced at her more: "The temperature difference between day and night in the mountains changes greatly. I must keep my body temperature and body dry. I think you don't want to see me getting sick, right?"

"That's true."

What Beichuan Temple said is indeed reasonable, and Ma Gong Yongshi is not a pedantic person, and in the end he can only agree.

The permanent residence of Asamong, one of the twins of the soul of the town, is no less inferior than the room of the lord of Asamong.

The bedroom alone has two rooms inside and outside, and the outside room is paved with tatami mats.

There is also a small irori in the middle of the tatami mat, which is used for heating in winter.

Beichuan Temple rubbed the flint and lit the fire with small dry wood.

After the fire is full, add more firewood.

At Ma Gong's house at night, the cold wind felt a bit of coldness, which made people feel that their limbs were almost frozen.

Under the sway of this burst of fire, it brought a warm feeling to the already stiff limbs of Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple took off the shoes and socks, stretched his toes, and glanced back at Asamiya Eternal Life.

Asamiya Yongshi is still trying to use his mobile phone, and the sound of clicking on the phone screen makes Beichuan Temple a little worried about whether her mobile phone screen will be broken by her.

As for the pitiful Nishikujo on the other side

The little guy sneaked away from him and ran to the backpack before not knowing when he was trying to uncork the stone bottle.

She stretched herself out, her whole body was lying on the stone bottle, her chubby hands clung to the cork, and her feet were still struggling and fluttering.

Seeing that she was about to spill the stone dew, Beichuan Temple reached out and grabbed the stone bottle.

But I didn't expect that Poor Xijiujo would climb to death, and he was arrested along with Poor Xijiujo.

Beichuan Temple caught her small body swaying in the air, but did not let her fall.

"Poor, come down." Beichuan Temple said calmly.

But the little guy still held the cork tightly and refused to let go.

"" Beichuan Temple didn't care so much, he held the stone bottle in one hand, and in the other he was carrying Niikujo poorly, trying to tear her off.

After all, let this little guy toss, maybe Shi Lu will be spilled.

Nishikujo's poor face was widened, but he just didn't let go.

The performance of "life and death with Shi Lu" made Beichuan Temple both funny and angry.

He keeps adding gravity to his hands

With a sound of "pop", the stone plug was finally pulled out, and the pitiful Nishikujo separated from the stone bottle.

She was a little dumbfounded holding the stone plug.

"It was originally for you. Give me peace of mind." Beichuan Temple raised his hand and slapped Nishikujo's poor little head.

But Nishikujo was so pitiful and devastated, he didn't seem to feel the action of Beichuan Temple.

Under the firelight, the little puppet looked pitiful, weak, and helpless.

"Eternal life, how does Shi Lu use it?" Beichuan Temple didn't care about her, he just turned his head blankly and asked with the stone bottle.

"In Shi Lu's case, the substantive soul body should be drunk directly, if it is in a state like the poor sister, it should be poured directly on."

Asamiya Eternally stopped pressing the phone, looked at Nishikujo pitifully, and said solemnly:

"After all, the puppet is the embodiment of her soul body, and Shi Lu's main effect is to purify the soul and promote kind thoughts."

Beichuan Temple glanced at the pitiful Xijiutiao, and then at the Shilu in his hand.

He didn't hesitate too much, lifted his wrist, and gently dropped Shi Lu onto Poor.

One drop of the crystal-clear and peculiar liquid on the body of the poor puppet in Nishikujo completely penetrated into it, and the surface of the puppet did not feel wet.

Under the gaze of Beichuan Temple, the lingering golden air current on Poor's body became thicker.

Poor Niikujo clearly noticed it too. She swept away the slump she had just now, and jumped up, her hands raised flat, as if she wanted Beichuan Temple to hurry up and down all the stone dew.

It seems to be effective.

Beichuan Temple came to the spirit, and no longer kept his hands, tilted all the Shi Lu towards the poor little body of Nishikujo.

The golden translucent liquid completely melted into the poor body.

After absorbing all the stone dew, Nishikujo fell to the ground lazily, seeming to be overwhelmed with food.

"Let her take a break. I have absorbed Shi Lu for more than four years at once, and it is not easy to digest it." Asamiya Yongshi suggested next to her.

Beichuan Temple responded and stopped worrying about the pitiful Nishigujo who was lying on the ground.

He took out the kettle.

One third of the water is left in the kettle.

Under Asamiya’s eternally curious gaze, Beichuan Temple placed the kettle by the fire, and at the same time took out the compressed biscuits from the backpack.

"What are you doing? Mr. Temple?"

Beichuan Temple looked back at Asamiya Eternal Life with some puzzlement.

At first, he felt that this Asamiya eternally had the feeling of a deep-seated lady, but now he realized that the other party was unreliable and off-line.

Isn’t taking compressed biscuits and a kettle just eating? Do you still have to ask?

As if feeling a strange look in Beichuan Temple's eyes, Asamiya Eternally let out a dry cough.

If the ghost had a face, she would be flushed now.

No wonder she is like this.

After all, the spirit does not need to eat, drink, or excrete.

Asamiya has lived without eating or drinking for nine years, and it is reasonable to have the reaction just now.

He took the kettle out of the fire pit, crushed some hard-to-chew compressed biscuits and poured it into the kettle.

The compressed cookie crumbs are mixed with warm water to form a paste.

Although the presentation is not very good, it actually feels good if it is warm and drunk.

Beichuan Temple just drank the liquid food bite by bite, adding some firewood to the fire from time to time.

"Can I be full with this food?" Asamiya Yongshi asked next to him.

"It can't be full, but it can produce a feeling of fullness." Beichuan Temple took another gulp and explained: "I didn't plan to spend the night at Asamong's house, but suddenly something happened and I had to change my plan."

It happened suddenly

Asamiya lowered his head and said in embarrassment:

"Sorry, Mr. Temple, it's all because of me"

But she was interrupted by Beichuan Temple before she finished speaking, and he asked:

"Why do you apologize?"

The clean and thorough eyes of Beichuan Temple made Ma Gong stunned forever. (The front part of the mobile phone screen has been changed! Wrong is wrong, there is nothing to say, there are some typos in the previous chapters, I will revise it again, that's it!) Thanks to the inexplicable kid, between this side, The book-eating hishude, book friends 20190204001217282, Zhifu Zhizhi, and Xing Yun's rewards.