"Let help you." Wang Mazi put down his bowl and chopsticks, picked up a broom from the side, and calmly walked in front of Luo Shufan, feeling sowhat helpless as he watched them dig the soil.
Normally, they would choose to bury things on-site, so what exactly were they planning to do by digging up this blood-soaked soil?
"Uh... thank you." Luo Shufan was taken aback, but he still nodded, because such matters were completely new to him.
Previously, when dealing with the Little White Snake, they killed spiritual beasts, and those parts not used for dicine or other purposes were basically all eaten...
Sotis he felt it was a bit cruel, but then thinking about the unparalleled taste, he couldn’t help but swallow, finding it absolutely unforgettable.
With Wang Mazi’s help, the ss on the ground was quickly cleaned up, leaving only a few obvious pits. Luo Shufan ended up with a small bucket in his hand, containing so blood-stained soil.
"What to do with this?" Wang Mazi looked at Luo Shufan, full of confusion. Wouldn’t this draw attention no matter where it was placed?
Luo Shufan remained calm. Previously, he helped Luo Qianqian deal with the dicine she disliked by pouring it into their grandmother’s flowerpot.
Although grandma’s house was no longer there...
A faint sense of sadness passed quickly, and he calmly walked to the outdoor dry toilet, dumped the bucket directly into it, and then collected so soil from outside to fill the pit, blending the surrounding soil uniformly with a broom. It left no traces on the surface.
Wang Mazi was dumbfounded. Although he was an assassin, he never paid attention to such details, nor cared if the soil matched the surroundings. At best, he would destroy the area so nothing seed unusual.
Seeing Wang Mazi’s expression, Luo Shufan raised an eyebrow and started discussing the plot of the Death God ani that Luo Qianqian really liked. Wang Mazi was instantly captivated.
Soon, he had captured the attention of all seven of his brothers. The eight of them sat in the corner of the yard, with one person speaking while the other seven listened quietly, with no other sounds interrupting.
He Wenyu nudged Luo Qianqian’s arm, full of puzzlent, "When did your brother start taking an interest in cartoons?"
"You should know, if I watch sothing, he’ll look into it too. Otherwise, how would we bridge the generation gap?" Luo Qianqian said proudly and glanced at the two elders who were now having a normal conversation. She pouted and dragged He Wenyu to find Yue Tingyu.
"Grandma."
Yue Tingyu was inside, wiping her cara and telescope. Seeing them approach, she quickly patted the seat beside her, signaling them to sit down, looking curious, "What’s the matter?"
Luo Qianqian pouted, "We are worried about you, Grandma. After all..."
"Haha, do you think I would be afraid?" Yue Tingyu rubbed their heads and smiled, "I am not so sheltered lady who has never experienced anything. Although I haven’t done such things myself, I have seen it before. Even if I haven’t, it’s frequently shown on TV."
"This isn’t a TV drama," Luo Qianqian pouted, glancing at He Wenyu’s contemplative face, feeling a black line cover her forehead. She quickly nudged her, "What, do you really think Grandma just watches TV?"
"No, no." He Wenyu quickly shook her head, looking serious, "I was thinking about what I could learn from TV dramas. I want to deal with those Blessed Land Cave Heaven people. They’re really lacking in class, not gentlemanly at all, and have no respect for won."
"This concept is from modern society. In ancient tis there were matriarchal and patriarchal eras alike. It’s relative. To earn others’ respect, you have to stand out first," Luo Qianqian shrugged and leaned on Yue Tingyu, acting spoiled, "Grandma, I want milk buns for breakfast."
"Don’t make a fuss. I’ll make them when we return to the Nine Heavens Pavilion." There’s not so much stuff available here, after all.
But just as she finished speaking, Yue Tingyu noticed flour and milk appear in front of her, along with baking soda, and she was speechless. Right, she forgot this child has a spatial storage device.
Luo Qianqian mysteriously took out two bracelets and handed them to He Wenyu and Yue Tingyu. "I obtained these during a previous training. My brother has one too, but their numbers are limited. They can’t supply everyone, and the space inside is sowhat small, but it’s enough for now." A dragon’s hoard is quite abundant.
Yue Tingyu imdiately liked the rustic-looking bracelet, her eyes gleaming as she looked at Luo Qianqian, "How do you use it?"
Before she finished speaking, He Wenyu bit her finger and let a drop of blood fall onto the bracelet.
Yue Tingyu hesitated for a mont but resolutely raised her finger to her mouth.
"Hey, hey, hey..." Luo Qianqian quickly stopped her, looking helplessly at He Wenyu, "Missy, don’t you have a needle? Isn’t biting it painful? You’re one ruthless woman."
He Wenyu pursed her lips in grievance. How was she ruthless? She just thought it was faster this way.
Moreover, she already sensed the space within the bracelet. It wasn’t small at all, about ten square ters, plenty to store food and drink.
Luo Qianqian took out a needle and lightly poked Yue Tingyu’s finger, squeezing out a drop of blood that reddened the fingertip.
But what Yue Tingyu gained made her forget the pain, her face filled with excitent.
The ten-square-ter space could hold a lot!
"Qhianqhian, take out so spices, pots, water, clothes, quilts, too," Yue Tingyu requested while Luo Qianqian obliged, not dampening the elder’s excitent at all.
He Wenyu joined in eagerly, "Snacks, chocolate, and those strange dicines of yours, I want those too."
"What do you an by strange?" Luo Qianqian felt a black line appear on her forehead, expressing speechlessness.
Yet she still took out so common dicines, giving so bottles of healing dicine to both of them, "Keep a low profile in front of others. Possessing rare items can invite trouble, although the space isn’t large, it’s still a rare item."
"Got it, like how you used Green Spirit before, right?" Yue Tingyu nodded knowingly. Luo Qianqian had crafted tea sets for them with Green Spirit before.
He Wenyu nodded repeatedly, "Like how you went back to high school after already being in university? Got it."
...
Luo Qianqian left the room quietly, not wanting to join the two.
However, they played happily but got tired quickly. After all, opening, closing, and putting things in or taking them out all consud spiritual power.
Luo Qianqian quietly returned to her room shared with He Wenyu, opened the window, and calmly began her cultivation under the starlight.
As the house beca quiet, Luo Qianqian opened her eyes, looking around in confusion.
"You’re still awake?" Luo Shufan sat under Luo Qianqian’s window, looking up at the stars, his face full of helplessness.
Luo Yanhai also looked overwheld, sitting under her window with Luo Shufan.
Luo Qianqian stood up puzzled, "It’s so late. Why aren’t you guys sleeping? What are you doing here?"
"Our room is full of drunkards," Luo Shufan said wistfully.
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