He took out a dining plate and wiped it with a towel, which made it shine. Xiao Ling pinched the dining plate in his hand and activated the ability, the ability to learn the four laws of the optics, adjust the reflectivity of the dining plate, and adjust the reflection angle of the light of the dining plate...

Until the end, the plate was like a mirror, clearly reflecting Xiao Ling's face. Xiao Ling realized that the words written by Wu Sihai on his face had not completely disappeared... There was also a word "Wu" left at the center of his eyebrows, and the word "Wu" was gradually fading.

It shouldn't be. It must have disappeared completely at that time. I could see clearly. When did it appear again?

Xiao Ling stretched out his hand in confusion, pressed the word "witch" and suddenly a thought came into his mind.

He was stunned. He was completely stunned.

That is a kind of complex emotions, which once had opportunities, but missed them; there was a treasure, but failed to buy a box and return a bead... and so on.

Xiao Ling suddenly turned his head and looked at the snow squirrel on his shoulder. At this moment, the snow squirrel was standing on his shoulder with a deep face, stretching out his claws to see, and then kicking his legs, as if he didn't understand what was going on.

He suddenly looked up and saw Xiao Ling's face, who was so close to him. With a scream, his hair and the big broom-like tail stood up: "I, what's the thing I've become?" He fell down on his shoulders, and Xiao Ling quickly reached out to catch him.

It seemed that Wu Sihai did not completely disappear, but used a unique method to cut off contact with Xiao Ling and hid on Xiao Ling's face. It should be similar to the method of pretending to be dead after entering the mission space to hide it from the master's inspection, but I don't know who he was going to hide this time?

It seemed that when certain conditions were met, he would reappear. At this time, as long as Xiao Ling reached out and touched the word witch on his forehead, he would return to Xiao Ling's body.

This time the object he was trying to hide seemed to be different from the master. He would monitor and scan the tasks all the time, and the key was the moment he entered and exited.

But I never expected that no one would have thought that the first person who became interested in the word "brow" was not Xiao Ling himself, but the snow squirrel. The little guy touched the word curiously, and then... Wu Sihai was in a tragedy and moved from Xiao Ling to the snow squirrel.

"You are... a squirrel now." Xiao Ling was both stunned and funny and answered Wu Sihai's question. The main reason was to be happy. When this thousand-year-old ghost was there, he was so annoyed that he could not bear it, but when he disappeared, he was really reluctant to let it go. Unexpectedly, this disappearance was only temporary.

That's right, he said in his message that he no longer exists, and he no longer exists... Since he is still there, there is no reason why he really disappeared.

"Squeak..." The snow squirrel that fell into Xiao Ling's palm seemed to wake up, and was a little confused about his move to fall on Xiao Ling's shoulder. His little paw touched his head, confused.

"Ahhhh, how can such a little beast tolerate my spiritual thoughts? It will be exhausted in a few days!" Wu Sihai continued to scream, and his two souls were integrated with the snow squirrel, making him look weird like a ghost movie.

"Paipa..." The snow squirrel whipped his face hard. It seemed strange why his mouth was uncontrollably spitting so many strange sounds.

As it became more and more awake, Wu Sihai's voice began to be intermittent, as if the radio was out of power and the radio could not find the signal.

At the same time, it was also clear that a black gas surrounded the snow squirrel, making its fur lose its luster and making its spirit very tired. It was as if it was about to go to bed, its eyes half open and half closed and shaking.

Obviously what Wu Sihai said was not fake. His soul was too heavy compared to the snow squirrel. It was like a child lifting a sledgehammer and he couldn't hold on for long.

"Can't you come out again?" Xiao Ling asked with a wrinkled face, worried and laughed.

Wu Sihai has a hard time saying: it is easy to live when moving a small tree once, but it will die if it moves. But... who would have thought that this would happen! Suddenly it wrinkled its nose and smelled it, and its spirit was shocked: "Ginseng... There is...the smell of ginseng here. Hurry up..."

Without him finishing his words, Xiao Ling had already understood. In fact, his sense of smell had long been asked about the fragrant smell of medicine mixed in some fur goods, but he didn't realize what it smelled until now.

Following the taste, he found the fur in a few steps, and the ginseng in a delicate box, a dozen. Looking at the head and the packaging, they were all high-quality wild ginseng that had been around for a while.

"Huh, for the time being... I'm saved!" Wu Sihai let out a sigh, tried hard to control the snow squirrel, and rushed towards the old ginseng that Xiao Ling opened. "Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Cra

This paragraph should not be controlled by Wu Sihai, but was the snow squirrel who felt the crisis of his life and his instinctive spontaneous behavior.

An old ginseng, with two fingers so thick, soon it entered the stomach of the snow squirrel, and it felt as if it was pregnant. After eating and drinking, it got up, shaking for a few times, and fell asleep in the box containing the old ginseng.

The small body is bright and bright, neutralizing the black air surrounding it.

"Let Tiantian out as soon as possible and let her help you." While sleeping, the snow squirrel muttered, as if he was talking in his sleep. Of course, Xiao Ling knew that this was what Wu Sihai said.

"You're talking lightly. It's a waste of fate to release Tiantian. Where can I get the fate of heaven now?"

"..." The snow squirrel was silent. The signal seemed to be completely cut off.

Looking at the snow squirrel sleeping in a daze, Xiao Ling suddenly moved his mind. He opened his system interface. Although he had no money, the system interface could still be viewed. Looking through the card thin, his eyes turned to Chu Tiantian's card. When he was rich, Chu Tiantian's card interface would move. Although it was not smooth and the frame rate was very low, it could almost communicate through thought waves.

However, as Xiao Ling's fate coin was drained, Chu Tiantian's card also solidified. Xiao Lingzi checked this when he came to this world, and there was absolutely no problem.

I don’t know when Chu Tiantian’s card actually moved again?

On the card, Chu Tiantian was surrounded by seven ghosts, looking in the direction of Xiao Ling, with an expression on her face that she wanted to say but stopped and had something to say.
Chapter completed!