Chapter 301: 1.301 Entering the Yuan

Chapter 301 1.301 Entering the Abyss
Do you think kids want to make something out of this broken book? No.
She just wanted to wash this dirty book.
Washing is the best, and washing out can be poured out with that basin of water ...
She soaked the book in a pot repeatedly, and squeezed out the corners of the page to squeeze it out. I thought the book was soft, right? But it didn't!
It was still the hand-stitched book, which seemed to fall apart at any time.
It looked like it was going to disperse, but the pages of the book remained motionless, not even a trace of water stains soaked in water!
what happened?
The child crouched beside the basin, and with two fingers, he flicked the broken book lying in the water and dialed it for a long while. The child was a bit rude, and he squinted to see the shaking candle on the table.
As soon as he had a clever idea, he ran to the table with the broken book, lay on the table, and burned a corner of the page with a candle.
Watching the candlelight float up and down through that thin book page, no matter how it burns, it won't burn.
What a ghost book!
Tired of tossing, the child threw the book directly to the table, ran back to the bed angrily, jumped up, and fell asleep with his head covered.
Broken books, rotten iron boxes, went to listen to Feng Ge and took these two rotten ones.
Retreat will begin tomorrow. No one wants to see the baby ...
After the child fell asleep on the bed, until late at night, the broken book thrown on the frosty table suddenly emitted a red light.
A whole book was turned into a cloud of red mist, and it suddenly got into the child's bedding.
The child slept soundly, curled up in a quilt and holding a small body.
There was a tingling tingle in the moment the red mist got into her brows.
She opened her eyes happily, straightened her eyes dumbly for about half a minute, then raised her long eyelashes and closed her eyes wearily.
It wasn't until the next day that the child fell asleep until three ten minutes above the sun.
Sitting on the bed looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, his face was still faint.
it's wired!
She has never slept so late since she was reborn.
I wandered around the room, and patted my head, I always felt that there was something missing in the room.
After washing, the child sat at the table and poured himself a cup of herbal tea.
Suddenly the hand holding the tea cup paused, looking at the corner of the table, trying to restore yesterday's memories.
She remembered ... obviously throwing the broken book on the table.
Why is the broken book missing? She tilted her little head down, looked around under the table, and saw nothing.
He frowned, glanced back and forth, and found nothing strange.
There was no strange atmosphere left in the room, and no one should have ran in deliberately and took her broken book ...
"Master, master!" Little tree ball sounded slightly in her ear.
"How did you run out?" A glance glanced at it as a little tree-man pulled a corner of her skirt.
"Master, aren't you surprised? Are you happy? The ball can come out for a short time now!" Xiao Shuren shook her skirt and smiled.
"It's enough for me to be around the host! Where are you going to be cool!" The agile little man jumped off the ground, lifted his feet, and kicked him towards the tree.
The ball was unprepared for a moment, and it was really rolled out by the organist.
What a reason! The ball rolled fast, rolled back faster, all of a sudden rushed over, hanging upside down on the arbor of the tree, "Master, master, who is this weird looking guy?"
(End of this chapter)