Chapter 905: I may be a fake grave robber 12

It's not that he doesn't have confidence in himself, but that failure for so long tells him that he can't do it.
You know, when he first started, he was full of confidence every day.
"I'll find it for you."
These four words are like people dying in the desert seeing a bottle of water on hand.
Gave a great surprise.
"What did you say? Are you serious? When I first saw you, I thought you were different, so can you really help me find that craftsman?" Yan Yin was thrilled.
A pair of beautiful beige eyes sparkled.
"The first time you saw me, you felt different?" Xi Yan was curious. "What makes it different?"
"Oh ..." Yan Yin recalled for a moment, "Your body has a scent different from ordinary people."
"Are you there?" Xi Yan smelled his arm, but didn't smell any scent.
"You answer my question! Can you really help me?" Yan Yin pulled the conversation back between the two.
"I try my best." Xi Yan nodded.
"If you can help me find a craftsman, I'll, I'll ..."
"What are you doing?" Xi Yan held his head with one hand. "What a ghost you can give me?"
"... I'll give it my body!" After thinking about it for a long time, Yan Yin finally thought of such a good idea.
"Make a promise?"
[Look at each other? !! 】
Xi Gang and Xiaoyiyi said this at the same time.
"Yeah, for so long, only you can touch me, and I can also touch you, so I meet the rigid conditions that match my body.
Soft conditions, you look like a girl in my desert country at best.
But the longer and uglier people are today, I will not disapprove of you. "Yan Yin nodded in difficulty.
Huh!
Yan Yin was flung to the other wall.
Xi Yan's legs crossed in midair and slowly retracted.
"I've been beaten enough today, I don't want to be beaten anymore!" Yan Yin screamed as he fell off the wall.
"Do you want to be beaten or not? It's my thing to beat you." Xi Yan covered the thin cover. "Don't bother me, I want to sleep."
Yan Yin covered her head: "..."
OK, go to bed.
He is going to sleep too.
So, Yan Yin turned into a cloud of black mist, and returned to Xi An's ankle.
The next Monday, the sun was shining.
Xi Yan was the first one in the whole dormitory.
When she was ready to wash out, the other three housemates were not up yet.
Each one covered his face with a quilt, as if there were any cannibalizing monsters waiting for them outside.
Xi Xi opened the door and was ready to go to class.
"Xing, Xing Xi ..." Someone finally flinched away the quilt, revealing a pair of eyes and looked at Xi Yan.
"Huh?" Xi Yan stopped and looked at the speaker.
"Can you ask me to take a leave from the teacher, and say I have a fever." The man said with a trembling voice.
"And I……"
"I……"
The remaining two roommates also showed their eyes.
From their eyes, they can see their horrified heart.
Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of knocking at the door.
This sentence perfectly backs up to them.
If they didn't do the thing I'm sorry about Xi, then they wouldn't be so afraid of the banana peel that suddenly flew towards them.
They did not want to ask for a seat.
But today is Monday, and the teachers in those two classes on Monday morning are very strict.