Staring at the crouching pestle, Zhang Yuanqing fell into deep thought.

"If I remember correctly, the banyan tree spirit said that the soul of the Empress of Three Dao Mountains is sealed in the crouching pestle, will she come to me..."

Just thinking about it makes me feel scared.

"The NPCs in the spirit realm shouldn't be able to appear in the real world, right? It's not too likely that I will enter the mountain temple again. The small mountain temple has already been explored, and it is impossible to support another mission."

Even though he said that, he didn't know it in his heart, and the smile of Mistress Sandaoshan kept flashing in his mind.

"I'll go to the work unit later and ask the old Siji and the interpreter for confirmation."

At this time, the doorknob was turned a few times, but because Zhang Yuanqing locked the door in advance, no one from outside could come in.

"Zhang Yuanqing, why are you locking the door? Are you secretly doing something bad?"

Auntie's charming and clear voice came, humming: "It's time to eat."

Only then did Zhang Yuanqing realize that he was starving, and in response, he quickly retracted the crouching pestle, took off his clothes stained with dust and blood, changed into a spring baseball uniform, black sweatpants, and hid the dirty clothes.

Only then did he walk to the door and unscrew the door.

My aunt stood outside the door, looked into the room with her round and pretty oval face, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you locking the door?"

"Practice magic."

"What magical power?"

"Learn the skills of the barbarians to control the great methods of the barbarians."

"Brat, are you looking for a beating?"

Auntie stared ferociously, her pupils were charming, round and big, bright and agile, without bloodshot eyes or turbidity.

The ancients said that the bright eyes of Qiushui refer to this kind of bright eyes.

At the dining table, Zhang Yuan cleared up the remnants of the cirrus clouds, and his appetite increased greatly. Grandma was pleased with her improvement in cooking skills, but at the same time worried that there were too few dishes cooked today.

"Tomorrow is going to school, you go to bed early tonight, don't tell you to get up then." Grandma warned.

"I can go to bed early if my aunt doesn't come to my room to play games at night." Zhang Yuanqing immediately blamed him.

The calf under the table was kicked.

"She has to go to work herself." The grandmother turned her head and said to her daughter, "If you have to work overtime tomorrow, please call me in advance."

My aunt is an intern in the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology. She works in a public tertiary hospital. She has a lot of free time and is more tired than a social animal when she is busy.

"Get in touch with male colleagues when you have time. There should be many male doctors pursuing you in the hospital." Grandma inquired.

"Mom, the pattern is small, and the man who brings his wife to the birth check-up often secretly asks me for my contact information." The aunt pinched her waist and said proudly.

Grandma raised her hand, and my aunt shrank her head and silently picked up the rice.

When the mother and daughter were talking, Zhang Yuanqing's mind flew to the things to do in the afternoon.

"Contact Guan Ya after dinner and tell the official that I have successfully cleared the customs. By the way, I also need to write a dungeon report. I don't know if the report of the first kill dungeon is worth much, and how much credit can be exchanged for it."

"I have to mention the awakening of the Goddess of the Mountain God. I can't forget it. I always feel that this is a hidden mission." JrNovels.com