"Ah?" He looked at him blankly, and the man stopped talking, but just stuffed a few pieces of ginger to him, and disappeared in Ling Yun's gaze.

Ling Yun put the iron rack on the ground and set up a small iron pot, started to set the fire, put the small iron pot on and cook some hot water.

Then throw the broken pieces of ginger in, and after finishing, sit and roast the fire.

After the small iron pot was boiled, it was boiled for a while and Ling Yun poured him into a bowl.

The moment the ginger water entered his stomach, a warm current swam in his body, from top to bottom, so comfortable that Ling Yun exhaled continuously. He was dissatisfied with drinking two more bowls, and then he was so satisfied that he put down the bowl.

Looking at the stiff food, Ling Yun had an idea and poured the cold food into the pot, stir-frying it continuously, and grilled the cake next to the charcoal.

After eating a hot meal, Ling Yun suddenly felt that the food ordered in the test was not that bad.

It’s so comfortable to eat a bite of food and a bite of sesame cake.

After the sesame cake was baked again, the crunchy sound of the person opposite him attracted the attention of the person.

The man looked over with hatred in his eyes. I don’t know if it was because Ling Yun didn’t lend him a pen just now, or if he was jealous of his eating taste so good.

Ling Yun only felt that the re-grilled sesame cake tasted particularly crispy.

Ling Yun suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he became defecated again.

I turned my head and glanced at the meat pie I brought in, and sighed. It would be better if it wasn't mixed, even if it was a bit big... It's a pity that it wasn't even worse.

If it weren't for the grilled vegetarian pancakes at this time, they wouldn't be vegetarian pancakes. The ones I brought in were fragrant meat pancakes. They were absolutely delicious, which was a pity!

The man opposite saw Ling Yun eating so much, suddenly forgot about hatred. After sticking his head out to observe, he also learned to do it.

When the hot food came to his stomach, he seemed to have forgotten that Ling Yun had not lent him pen before, and silently gave Ling Yun a thumbs up.

Looking at this idiot, Ling Yun couldn't help laughing.

Fortunately, I didn’t say anything this time. Although there is no exam now, no one speaks out after all, and no one dares to be the first person to communicate with.

After it got dark, Ling Yun moved the wooden boards that were plastering and put them on the ground.

Looking at the big and long template, he breathed weakly, thinking that this was the only wooden bed he relied on tonight.

Lingyun murmured to the wooden board on the ground: Wooden board, wooden board, thank you for your blessing, don’t let me fall asleep, and send me home the coffin you turned into.

It’s not that he will give in, but that everyone’s room only has these, no beds or bedding.

The long night is long, and it is entirely up to the righteousness. After enduring the night, it will be tomorrow, and if you can’t stand it, it will be a long sleep.

So before entering the venue, everyone would pile up clothes on their bodies, causing them to accidentally freeze themselves.

Some people lose consciousness while they are frozen, and fall asleep while they fall asleep.

When he entered the venue, Ling Yun joked with the fat man, saying that he was dressed like a ball, round and bloated, so bloated that he could not see his feet.

How funny it was then, how envious it was now.

The searcher who enters the venue will not let you bring clothes into the venue unless you come in wearing it.

Because he did not find out, the searcher threw out the fat man's clothes. It seems that there is no restriction on wearing clothes. This may be a blessing to be able to wear them!

Eat a mat and gain wisdom.

Ling Yun secretly swore in his heart that he would dress himself so hard that his parents would not recognize him in the next exam.

Ling Yun wore five pieces, but at this time he still felt pitiful. He took off the one sitting outside as a quilt to cover his body.

Ling Yun still reluctantly tried to solve the problem before going to bed. After all, he didn't want to be the first person in ancient times to suffocate his bladder.

He doesn't know whether the bladder will die if it is suffocated, but he must be very famous. He doesn't want to be famous throughout the ages. If he is taken out and posted on a short video by people from later generations, he will be whipping the corpse.

In fact, the smell is OK, at least he can persist. If he didn't want to vomit again, he would suspect that he would comfort him if he would be real.

Putting the charcoal fire in a safe position, Ling Yun curled up and fell asleep slowly.

I don’t know who was crying at night, and the sound of sucking and snoring was as loud as thunder, waking Lingyun up from the night.

It was his habit to not sleep well in a strange environment at night, but it was really annoying to wake up from the sound of beating.

Ling Yun pulled the coat covered with it and put it on his body, and fled with it with a yawn, wanting to know which heavenly killer was torture him in this quiet and cold night.

I was sleepy and couldn't go out, so I had to get up cursingly, grow some charcoal, and sit by the fire to roast the fire.

After thinking for a while, Ling Yun pulled the small stove to the place where he was back against the wall, leaning against the wall by himself, and putting the small stove at his feet, forcing himself to fall asleep.

Ling Yun, who was unable to fall asleep for a long time, sighed to the sky, why did there be people who shouted? He really seemed to block the man's nose, glued it, or poured his nose with reinforced concrete...

Ling Yun was thinking that no matter what vicious method he used, as long as the man could stop the snoring sound, he would not refuse.

Ling Yun, who couldn't sleep, glanced at Erlangzi opposite him and found that he was sleeping with a curled body and felt particularly fragrant.

Ling Yun couldn't help but doubt himself. Was he too fussed?

Didn’t Erlangzi not be disturbed?

It must be my own problem.

Thinking of this, Ling Yun's energy disappeared, and he calmed down and continued to fall asleep.

When Ling Yun gradually got used to the man's cry and was about to fall asleep, a slight cry appeared in Ling Yun's ears like a sudden rise.

Ling Yun shook his head, gritted his teeth in anger, pricked up his ears and fled with the sound, and found that the cry was right in front of him.

Ling Yun looked at Erlangzi carefully, and he was sleeping soundly, exhaling while vomiting his lips.

The culprit was right in front of him. Ling Yun looked at Erlangzi, and his eyes changed from unbelievable to unforgivable sin. If reason had not overcome his anger, Ling Yun would have been unable to help but step forward and give him a hammer.

The helpless Ling Yun doubted life amid these two calls of rising and falling.

Ling Yun didn't know how he fell asleep. His eyes hurt when he woke up. He could imagine how good he was in his sleep last night.

The eyes of Erlangzi were full of murderous aura. The latter was extremely surprised. He couldn't figure out the person who woke up from the other side overnight, as if he had changed his eyes, staring at him with red eyes.

Erlangzi was extremely depressed and couldn't figure out what happened to him overnight?

Logically speaking, shouldn't it be that I hate him?

How did you change it?

The more you think about it, the more something is wrong, and the more you feel angry.

After the Erlangzi, who was not willing to be outdone, reacted, looked at Ling Yun with his head raised and his chest, his eyes full of provocation...
Chapter completed!