Chapter 301 1.301 Entering the Abyss of Knowledge

Do you think children are trying to make some darling out of this rubbish book? Not really.

She just wanted to wash the dirty and smelly book.

It's best to wash it badly, and it can be thrown out together with the basin of water...

She put the book in the soaking tub, soaked it repeatedly, pinched the corner of the page, and took it out. She thought the book was going to be soft, right? But it didn't!

It was still the hand-sewn book that seemed to fall apart at any time.

It looked like it was about to fall apart, but the pages didn't move at all, and there wasn't even a trace of water stains that had been soaked in water!

what happened?

The child squatted beside the basin, and used two fingers to move the broken book lying in the water. After a while, the child was at a loss. He squinted at the shaking candle on the table.

With an idea, he ran to the table with the broken book, lay on the table, and burned a corner of the page with a candle.

I watched helplessly as the candle flame floated up and down through the thin page, no matter how hard it burned, it couldn't burn.

What the hell is this book!

The child was tired from tossing and threw the book on the table, ran back to the bed angrily and jumped up, covered his head and fell asleep.

Broken books, rotten iron boxes, these two kinds of rubbish were taken when I went to Tingfeng Pavilion.

The retreat starts tomorrow, and the baby doesn't want to see anyone...

After the child fell asleep on the bed, until late at night, the broken book that was thrown on the cold table suddenly emitted a red light.

The whole book turned into a cloud of red mist, and suddenly got into the child's quilt.

The child was sleeping soundly, curled up in a small body under the quilt.

The moment the red mist penetrated into her eyebrows, there was a faint tingling pain.

She opened her eyes vigorously, stared blankly for about half a minute, then lifted her long eyelashes and closed her eyes tiredly.

It wasn't until the next day that the child slept until three minutes above the sun before getting up.

Sitting on the bed and looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, he was still dazed.

it's wired!

She had never slept so late since she was reborn.

Wandering around the house and patting the back of the head, I always felt that there was something missing in the house.

After washing, the child sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of herbal tea.

The hand holding the teacup suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on the corner of the table, trying to restore the memory of yesterday.

She remembered... she clearly threw the broken book on the table.

Why is the broken book gone? She tilted her head, looked around under the table, and saw nothing.

Frowning his brows, he glanced back and forth, and found nothing out of the ordinary.

There is no strange atmosphere left in the room, it should not be someone who deliberately ran in and took her broken book...

"Master!" Xiaoshu Qiuqiu's slightly excited voice sounded in her ears.

"Why did you run out?" At a glance, a little tree man was pulling at the corner of her skirt.

"Master, are you surprised? Are you happy? Qiuqiu can come out for a while now!" Xiaoshuren shook the hem of Qiao's skirt and laughed.

"It's fine if you have me by your side! You? Where will the coolness go!" The agile little mechanic suddenly jumped to the ground, raised his foot to face the small tree, and kicked it.

Qiuqiu was unprepared for a while, and was kicked out by the organizer.

How can it be so! Qiuqiu rolled faster and came back faster, and suddenly rushed over and hung upside down on the hem of Qiaomu's clothes, "Master master master, who is this weird looking guy?"