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"Cheng Che?"

A voice came from outside the door, and the bedroom door was knocked gently. There was a hint of urging in the girl's voice.

Cheng Che had just put on a pair of pants and was tying the belt around his waist when he replied casually, "Right away."

He casually pulled out a sweatshirt and put it on, and just as he was about to walk out, he was startled.

The tall man turned his head and looked at the egg of the unknown creature on the bookshelf. After a moment of silence, he reached out his hand, cut it open, and placed his fingertips on it.

In order to prevent the inexplicably high temperature of the egg from burning through the train, he specially plucked a handful of feathers from his wings and put them together to poke a nest, so Aha would definitely pass the blame.

I don't know where she picked up an egg, but she insisted on letting him raise it.

After a while, Cheng Che pushed the door open and went out. Outside the door, there was a sloppy Xing and a silly Sanyueqi waiting with a trash can in hand. When they noticed the movement, a light flashed in their eyes.

San Yueqi pulled Cheng Che and pushed him to the back. "We have already ordered the food. We can fill up a storage room in half an hour. This will be our food reserve. When we go on the expedition and can't come back, we don't have to worry about the food for the left-behind children and the elderly."

Cheng Che: ...

Cheng Che half-closed his eyes, his pupils hidden behind the lenses looked particularly lifeless, "I was thinking of taking a nap..."

"Don't sleep." Xing walked behind, pushing the trash can, and said calmly, "Ren is handling the last bit of official business from General Jing Yuan. After that, you still have to go out and review the script."

Cheng Che paused and couldn't help rubbing his forehead, "Suiyuan is too dark. It makes me a little confused about time now."

Yes, there is another blade waiting for him.

Cheng Che thought about it and asked softly, "I don't know when I can come back. Have you ordered dinner?"

"I've ordered." Xing waved his hand, obviously prepared. "But do you want to send a takeaway to Master Gongshu? Aren't you going to ask him to forge weapons?"

"Not yet, I'll think about it." Cheng Che responded, watching San Yueqi push open a door in the rear compartment with a smile on his face, turn on the light and walk in, pointing at the shelf next to him, "This is the storage room. Cheng Che picks up the trash, Xing moves it, and I'll organize it."

The room was clean and tidy, but there was no bed or desk as expected. There were only empty shelves in the room. Although there was no dust, it seemed that no one had used them for a long time.

Cheng Che nodded, pulled over a stool and sat next to the trash can, then pointed at the young man next to him, "Where's Dan Heng?"

The young man had short black hair. Hearing this, his blue-gray eyes slightly raised. He looked at Cheng Che with a calm face, reached out his hand and stroked the terminal screen, "I'll record the inventory."

What else can I do?

What else can Dan Heng do besides record inventory? !

Cheng Che inexplicably heard a hint of unhappiness, and tilted his head to look at Dan Heng, "You don't seem happy?"

It was quite strange. Dan Heng had always been reserved, but now he frowned unconsciously and looked a little irritated.

“Well, who can be happy working overtime for others?” San Yueqi glanced at Dan Heng, then looked away and raised his chin towards Cheng Che, signaling that the stockpiling had officially begun. “So I just found a soothing soup on the menu and ordered it. I’ll make sure Dan Heng finishes it!”

Cheng Che nodded and reached into the trash can to take something out.

Boxes and bags were taken out from the trash can one by one. The young man lowered his eyes and tapped lightly on the terminal screen in front of him to input data. The two girls were doing physical labor, placing various stocks on the shelves. From time to time, a train conductor would come over to inspect, with his hands behind his back and a look of satisfaction.

An hour later, the stockpiling was complete.

The pink-haired girl put her hands on her hips and looked at the full storage room. Finally, she couldn't help but sigh, "My estimate this time was very different."

The time estimate was cut in half.

But it is also possible that the problem was not in estimating the time, but in not controlling your mouth when ordering.

Cheng Che finally pulled out a few bags, through which he could feel the warm tableware and food inside. "Dinner is here, I have to go rescue Ren who is working overtime."

San Yue Qi waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. I want to admire the kingdom we have conquered for a while longer!"

Xingwai looked at Sanyueqi's shining pink-blue eyes, then looked at the camera Sanyueqi raised, "Okay..."

It makes sense. After all, Sanyueqi has already set up a special photo album to save the takeaway food every day.

Cheng Che handed the takeaway bag to Xing, turned around and walked towards the front carriage. The sweatshirt and sweatpants he was wearing looked loose and comfortable, and he was wearing a pair of canvas shoes. The back of the shoes were stepped on and flattened, making him look like he was wearing slippers.

Dan Heng followed Cheng Che and silently passed through a carriage, but he couldn't help but ask, "Can Jing Yuan not bring the official business to me?"

Cheng Che paused for a moment and turned to look at Dan Heng, "Ah?"

"Very tired." Dan Heng frowned slightly, but finally couldn't help but speak, "Besides, it's not reasonable to let me handle the affairs of the Chiming tribe."

"There are so many things that are unreasonable. The word 'pioneering' doesn't seem to be reasonable..." Cheng Che muttered, and was about to say something when he was suddenly stunned.

He looked at Dan Heng in disbelief and said hesitantly, "He asked you to handle the official business. Was he being coquettish or playing tricks?"

"No." Dan Heng shook his head.

Cheng Che frowned, "Do you owe me a favor?"

"Neither do you." Dan Heng continued, his expression cold and indifferent.

Cheng Che: ...

"Living Bodhisattva..." Cheng Che muttered, pushing open the door of the bedroom next to him, "You don't even remember this? Remembering the human scene turned black on the spot——"

Before he finished speaking, a pair of light golden eyes appeared in his sight.

The white-haired man was leaning on the carpet beside the bed, with his legs bent and holding a document, and it was unknown what he was saying.

At one side, a certain star core hunter frowned with an impatient look on his face, but he still turned over page after page of official documents with his slightly trembling hands.

Cheng Che: ...

Poor Ren, he was already crazy and now he is even crazier because of the torture of official duties.

Look, Lycoris radiata are starting to grow around Ren's hands.

If you keep watching, the devil's body might go berserk.

Cheng Che glanced at Jing Yuan, walked over, squatted down, tilted his head and looked at Ren, "Listen to me, don't go crazy."

blade:……

The man turned his head frame by frame, his blood-red eyes seemed to be burning with flames, but they brought a little coldness, "Do you think you are Kafka?"

"Imitate it." Cheng Che blinked after meeting Shang Ren's gaze, and quietly plucked a red flower that grew out of nowhere, "Confirm whether you are crazy or not."

This is crazy...

Jing Yuan would have to commit the ten evil deeds of Xian Zhou and induce the devil to commit evil.

Chapter 425 It must be the devil’s body!

In the simply decorated guest room, the young man who had just finished taking a shower and changed his clothes looked down at the document, then looked up at Ren's expression, as if he was really worried that Ren's evil body would go berserk on the spot.

In the silence, the expression on Jing Yuan's face changed from teasing to sighing, and then to expressionless, "I have been dealing with these things for hundreds of years, and I have never seen my demonic body."

It feels sour, as if my heart is broken.

"It's different." Cheng Che said, holding the red flower in his hand and looking at Jing Yuan. After thinking for a long time, he asked Jing Yuan: "So other demons grow ginkgo leaves, and Blade's demon grows flowers, right?"

Jing Yuan was confused for a moment and shook his head, "His situation is very complicated."

Other demonic bodies did not become immortals halfway through!

"Oh." Cheng Che nodded, then looked down at the blood-red flower in his hand, "Then what does my demonic body look like?"

Jing Yuan:......

No matter whether the child is one year old or nineteen years old, the evil spirit will not torture an underage or young adult child.

Jing Yuan looked at Cheng Che with a puzzled look in his eyes, his voice full of fatigue, "What else can you grow? Go grow feathers."

"That's impossible." Cheng Che retorted, reaching out to throw the document in Ren's hand aside, "We still have things to do, let's look at it when we get back."

Jing Yuan was about to stop talking, but the next moment he stopped talking. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ren with a smile, "I'll wait for you to come back."

It's acceptable to come back and watch it later, but what's unacceptable is to run away now without even watching it.

No matter what, you can't let yourself work overtime alone, right?

After all, Fu Xuan’s life is also a life.

Ren's eyelids jumped for no apparent reason. He stood up holding the sword and looked at Jing Yuan with a deep and unbelievable gaze, "You are becoming more and more unreserved. Did you ignore my wanted order?"

Can't Jing Yuan see such a huge number? !

What kind of good person would catch a wanted criminal and work for him?

"What's there to be ashamed of? After all, it's just Jing Yuan and you who are here now. Isn't it common sense to let friends share the work that can be shared?" Jing Yuan smiled playfully with his eyes curved, as if he didn't care at all how much psychological trauma these official duties would cause to his friends. He just sighed slightly and said, "I have been handling official duties for hundreds of years, and occasionally I have to follow the marshal's military orders to go into battle. There has never been anyone to share the burden..."

At this point, Jing Yuan frowned, "If no one else shares the burden, I'm afraid the demon's Yin body will come looking for me."

blade:……

Although he was crazy and his brain was not very good, he remembered that there was a person named Fu Xuan.

Ren looked at Jing Yuan deeply, then walked out of the bedroom holding the sword. Although he was a little irritable, he did not show any rejection to Jing Yuan.

Seeing this, Jing Yuan chuckled and looked at Cheng Che and said, "Your method is really useful."

"Show weakness to others, retreat to advance." Cheng Che glanced at Jing Yuan, put the blood-red flower in his hand into the small bottle on the table, and walked lazily towards the door. "It's not that you don't know how to do it, you just wanted to be too proud before."

Look, she suddenly became shameless and started to act like a spoiled child, and all of a sudden she had less work to do.

Hearing this, Jing Yuan smiled, lowered his eyes and continued to look through the documents.

The young boy holding the sword sat cross-legged on the bed, his head dozing off little by little, but he still held a corner of Jing Yuan's sleeve in his hand and refused to let go.

With a nod, Yan Qing opened his eyes instantly.

The young man rubbed his eyes, looked at Jing Yuan with sleepy eyes, and then spoke, "General, I... I can also learn to deal with these things."

Don't tire out his teacher!

"Forget it." Jing Yuan couldn't help but sigh heavily when he heard that. He rubbed Yan Qing's head and then turned slightly to let Yan Qing sleep on his back with a pillow in his arms. He said lazily with a smile in his voice, "Kenshin, you'd better not get involved in worldly affairs. Besides... I'm also afraid that you'll learn too much."

If we can learn from the fairy boat next door, in the future the Huangzhong system’s reports will not only include a great victory for the Yaoqing Fairy Boat, but also a great victory for the Luofu Fairy Boat.

Although Yan Qing is a talented child, he just can't play any conspiracy or intrigue. Maybe it's because he is young... Never mind, Cheng Che may be young, but when it comes to conspiracy and intrigue, his talent is brighter than fireworks.

Jing Yuan sighed heavily, watching Yan Qing rub the pillow and then sleep on his legs with his head under it. He reached out and rubbed his little apprentice's head, "Hey..."

Maybe this is talent. This old bitch is sinister enough even though she is not old yet.

There was a slight clicking sound from the door panel. Jing Yuan looked up in surprise and saw a small green dragon walking in with a cold expression.

The young man had short, slightly damp black hair, probably because he had just washed up. He was holding a fruit plate in one hand and a takeaway bag in the other, which contained a lot of snacks and drinks.

Dan Heng silently put the things on the stall, and sat down cross-legged. He picked up a document and flipped through it skillfully. His other hand had already started grinding ink. "Are you relying on the train crew?"