After a brief shock, Anyang smiled, waved at her, and turned around and walked back to the room.

The next day, Sunday, morning.

Anyang sat at the table, biting the sliced ​​toast while staring at Huang Lan, and asked, "That's it, you don't sleep or practice, why are you standing on the rooftop? Do you count the stars?"

"Is it weird?"

"Well, don't you think it's strange?"

"What's wrong with this? Many branches of my tribe are nocturnal animals. If you count this way, that's my normal activity time, okay, fuss!"

"It sounds...it makes sense."

"Tsk! Ignorance!" Huang Lan gave him a disdainful look, then picked up a slice of toast bread, stared at the bread and muttered, "What's so delicious about this thing? It doesn't look delicious. Why do you all eat it so delicious?"

“It’s delicious, you can try it.”

"Is that so? I don't believe it!"

“Try it…”

"I haven't read a book, don't lie to me."

"How could it be!" An Yang looked righteous and arrogant, "I'm going to cheat anyone, you, fellow Taoist Huang Lan, we are comrades who fought side by side from the Wan Yao Cong!"

"Then... will I take a bite?" Huang Lan asked tentatively.

"Yeah, try it."

"What if it's not delicious?"

"If you don't taste good, don't eat it."

"But I took a bite. Wouldn't it be bad if I put it back?" Huang Lan was full of confusion. "This thing looks quite expensive. Is it not too frugal?"

An Yang looked at her in surprise, but he didn't expect that this tiger spirit could understand the principle of frugality!

Then he said, "Then you finish it! Did you have a big bloody mouth in white? Didn't this bread be swallowed in one bite? And with your appetite, this little thing is not enough for you to stuff your teeth!"

Huang Lan immediately glared at him: "Fellow Daoist Anyang, why are you talking? Take a closer look at what a bloody mouth is. Are you sure I am a bloody mouth??"

As she said that, she raised her head and opened her mouth to show Anyang.

"Forehead……"

Anyang was shocked by her actions.

"It's true that it's not a bloody mouth!" Huang Lan asked.

"Ahem, fellow Taoist Huang Lan, you are the king of all beasts. Don't forget your identity. It's really inappropriate for you to act cute like a kitten yawning." An Yang kindly reminded, "And... your straightforward personality is not very suitable for your personality."

"What does a kitten yawning mean?!" Huang Lan's eyes flashed with fierce light, "How can you compare me to that humble and weak creature!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, please spare me!"

"Hmph! What's the big deal about eating? I, the king of beasts, can't drink arsenic? Are you afraid of your toast bread?" Huang Lan said domineeringly, and then put the bread into his mouth without any delay and took a bite.

Anyang stared at her without blinking.

Comrade Xiaoqian, who had been watching the fun for a long time, Ji Weiwei stared at her with interest.

Xiaochan and the rabbit spirit had a bit of dull expression.

Huang Lan pursed her lips slightly, and her chewing movements became stiff and slow from the beginning. Finally, she swallowed the bread with difficulty and said, "When I first started practicing, I absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and the moon, and also had high requirements for the energy my body consumed. More than once were hungry, my eyes were panicked. At that time, I had even chewed the bark of the tree. What was this!"

"Wow! The tiger gnawing on the bark, the picture is so great!" Ji Weiwei couldn't help but exclaim.

As she explained, everyone present showed a fascination, staring at Huang Lan's eyes lit up, wishing she could perform on the spot.

"I thought I could only see such scenes in cartoons!" An Yang also sighed, then looked at Huang Lan and grinned, "In this era when even the 'dog gnaws the lotus white' can become popular, if we could record a video of 'tiger gnaws the bark', it would definitely set off a craze!"

Huang Lan's eyes flashed fiercely and she stared at him and said, "Don't even think about it!"

Comrade Xiaoqian cares about different things: "How is the bark smelling? When it comes to urgent need of nutrition, it shouldn't provide much energy to the body, right?"

"It's still Sister Xiaoqian who cares about me." Huang Lan was moved and turned her head and said, "That thing is rough in the mouth, and it's hard to swallow. It's not easy to digest when eaten. I don't have water to take, so I can only chew it constantly. Even if I eat it, I can only resist hunger. Moreover, the bark of some trees is still bitter, wuwu..."

Comrade Xiaoqian touched her head sideways, and kept stroking down along her hair, from stroke to bottom, and then started stroking from the top of her head again, and sighed: "It turns out that Sister Huang Lan has also lived such a hard life, which sounds sad."

"Yes!" Huang Lan kept nodding.

Ji Weiwei next to him asked tentatively: "I'm so hungry. I heard from Anyang that your southern Xinjiang was still in the small ice age where hunger was everywhere. You even chewed the bark. Could it be... I mean... I'm just asking, have you picked up a piece of meat or something on the roadside?"

"Forehead……"

Huang Lan's expression froze, and she woke up. She immediately realized that her respected sister Xiaoqian was touching her head like a cat. So she quietly took Xiaoqian's hand away and said, "My place is an unmanned land, deep mountains and forests, and there are many ghost legends and real monsters. People will not come to me even if they starve to death."

After a pause, she added: "If they are crazy and want to run to me, they must have not been sent to me yet and were intercepted by all the beasts and animals on the periphery."

"Why do you say it's like delivering takeaway?" An Yang couldn't help but complain, then glanced at the bread in her hand, "Since you can even eat the bark you've been so savoring, you'll eat it all. I heard that the traditional buns in bread can provide more nutritional needs for a day!"

"Then I don't! I no longer have to get energy from food!" The tiger wisely took advantage of Anyang's words and put down his bread.

"Isn't it delicious?" Xiaoqian asked with her head tilted.

"It smells soft and milky, and there is no meat residue at all. I don't know what's delicious!"

"Hmm? Don't you like the smell of milk?" An Yang subconsciously glanced at her chest. This tiger was not only extremely fierce, but also had a lot of milky smell!

"I don't like it." Huang Lan said without changing her face, as if she didn't notice his gaze, and then paused, "If this thing is expensive... I can eat it too."

Comrade Xiaoqian immediately smiled gently: "No, I don't like eating or not, just throw it away later... I'll give it to my husband. Like you, I'm also a very frugal person, and he will definitely not waste it."

"I……"

Before Anyang could defend himself, Comrade Xiaoqian had already taken the slice of toast bread from Huang Lan's plate to the plate in front of him.

“…”

He was appointed to take a sip of milk, then picked up the bread, carefully looked at the gap that seemed to be half a month after the bread bitten, and couldn't help but fall into thinking.

Anyway, if he wants to bite, it will not be easy to make such a perfect and... big gap.

"I still said it wasn't a bloody mouth." An Yang complained a few times with contempt, but Huang Lan was still surprised and didn't recover. She just stared at him and picked up the bread he had bitten, and her face suddenly turned red.

When Anyang took another bite and started eating, Huang Lan finally came to her senses, her face turned red, and she pointed at him and hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak.

"You...you..."

Comrade Xiaoqian looked at her caringly, and when she saw her condition, she couldn't help but help her to be happy. She stroked her back, her expression still looked leisurely and doting like a cat, and she also spoke to her: "Sister Huang Lan, don't be impatient, calm down, are you trying to say... to snatch food from a tiger's mouth?"

Huang Lan turned to look at her, a little surprised, then took her hand away slightly unnaturally, shook her back, and said, "No, it's because... it's because... I've eaten... I've never eaten anything I've eaten."

"Isn't it a tiger's mouth to seize food..." Comrade Xiaoqian pursed her lips, paused, and added, "I have never been robbed of food by a tiger's mouth."

"Oh no!" Huang Lan felt that she could not tell them clearly, so she simply didn't say anything, and sat in place with a blushing face. It took a long time before she started eating her own breakfast.

"Sister Huang Lan is really getting more and more feline...the style of a cat!" Ji Weiwei couldn't help but sigh.

"Is that so? Thank you!" Huang Lan's face was full of happiness.

After breakfast, you should be lying on the sofa.

Ji Weiwei and Huang Lan have a similar stinking, playing the brain-burning werewolf killing online, making the sound of the game from time to time, and Anyang also gained an understanding of their routine after several consecutive games.

Ji Weiwei is having a good time. She can protect herself no matter what her identity is. She calmly analyzes how to win. Many times, a few twists can wrap each other's people around and easily analyze favorable information. This should be related to the marketing work she has been engaged in after graduating from college.

Huang Lan's IQ is much lower, which is also a full statement that brain power does not equal IQ.

Her personality is more straightforward and often can't hide her words. She is also very murderous. If she is sure that one side is a werewolf, she will be anxious to kill the other side, which will cause trouble for herself.

After all, she is not the female tiger demon who can kill a party by calling out a ghost and showing her sharp claws!

Anyang still closed his eyes and studied Crystalline Cumming.

He felt that Haishi Ancient Silver Dragon was like a clone of his own independent thinking. He could know all his movements and read all the knowledge he had obtained in the mission world and what he had learned. Although he could not control him, his similar thinking patterns and common purpose made what Haishi Ancient Silver Dragon did not do much different from what he would do in this world.

As the sea stone continues to penetrate deeper, this detailed secret of Ming is gradually being revealed in front of him.

During this period, Haishi was discovered twice. Once, he was photographed by surveillance while secretly reading high-explosive crystal card information, and the other time, he was detected with abnormal energy radiation during the security check at the Jingka Research Institute.

High-explosive crystal cards are controlled products, and relevant information is strictly controlled. Moreover, because card masters make a crystal card and ask the Earth's engineers to make a certain item, the status of the high-explosive crystal cards is much more sensitive to the Earth's detailed explanation of the plastic bomb manufacturing process.

Fortunately, this guy ran fast.

But the second time I didn't have that good luck.

A stranger who entered the Key Jingka Research Institute as a private identity also had special energy radiation, which almost immediately attracted the attention of security personnel. Haishi could not escape unless he killed one of the parties.

So he captured it.

This guy is bold and meticulous enough. He actually paralyzed the surveillance system in the prison by using energy shock waves, easily escaped, changed his appearance and identity, and continued to do his own thing.

Anyang was closing his eyes and observing, suddenly shook his nose and smelled Huang Lan's breath.

When he opened his eyes, he found the titsy half lying on the sofa beside him, and he stretched out his body and stared at him, holding his cell phone in his hand. Ji Weiwei next to him was still listening to the game's speech attentively, frowned and looked for the flaws of these speeches, and did not look here.

"Fellow Taoist Anyang, what are you thinking?" Huang Lan asked with great care, and his eyes suddenly lit up. "Or are you practicing some kind of martial arts that can make Dao move forward by leaps and bounds as long as you sleep?"

"The technique you mentioned should have been invented by some powerful person from your cat family, right?"

"Is there really such a technique??" Huang Lan's eyes became brighter, and she stared at him urgently, and she felt like she was staring at the prey in her eyes.

"You think beautifully. If you really have this kind of exercise, aren't your cats invincible?"
To be continued...