Chapter 140 [Bathroom Fragrance, Kunlun Imagination]
In the bathroom of the main room.
The old-fashioned light bulb gave off a dim light and buzzed twice when it was turned on.
It barely illuminates the small bathroom.
Although Yang An bought a palace with a big wave of his hand, don't expect to live in a courtyard in this era that is very comfortable. It is still a place where more than a dozen families have lived before.
Forget about water heaters.
Every household living in a courtyard burns coal for heating and water, but some family buildings have heating.
Yang An and Shirley Yang Du stayed there for only two days. They didn’t have time to find someone to clean up the house, and they were too lazy to scoop out water.
“Clear water like a spring!”
“Holy flame!”
Bring the water temperature up.
Yang An stretched out his hand to test the water temperature. Well, it was suitable. Then he took off his clothes and sat in the bathtub. The steam was steaming and the sound of gurgling water sounded in the bathtub.
“Hoo~”
Comfortable~
The magic in the world of Harry Potter is simply a qualitative leap in terms of convenience for human life.
This strengthened Yang An’s idea of turning the Harry Potter world into a world that combines magic and technology.
If you can develop magic technology, you can also accumulate some experience, which can be used in other worlds.
While scooping water with his hands, Yang An looked at the slightly crowded bathtub.
Brows furrowed.
This bathtub does exist, but it is not as big as the fish tank Yang An had in his previous manor.
It's dumbfounding.
"If you want to live here permanently, you have to renovate the palace. No, it should be the Yang family mansion."
Yang An finally relaxed the tight string in his heart and relaxed. Thinking.
I also thought that Shirley Yang would definitely say: Stop being so public.
Yang An smiled secretly and waved his hand again.
"Zoom in quickly!"
The originally narrow bathtub suddenly began to expand.
But the expansion speed is a bit fierce!
As soon as he was about to squeeze into the wall and knock down the cabinet, the small counter was knocked to pieces. Yang An hurriedly shrunk it a little.
“Magic wand, magic wand, I’ll go back and start researching how to make a wand later!”
With great difficulty, Yang An adjusted the size of the bathtub to a constant size. As soon as he lay down, he felt a little empty again.
“Creak!”
At this moment, the bathroom door was quietly pushed open.
"Sister?"
Yang An quickly waved his hand, and the towel flew out automatically, covering his important parts, and asked tentatively.
The result was no answer.
When he turned around, "Woodenwood???"
Yang An was startled.
Yes, the girl standing at the door, blinking her beautiful eyes, is none other than Mu Yu.
She tilted her head, as if wondering why Yang An was sitting in the water. After thinking about it for a while, she actually planned to step forward.
"Wait a minute, don't come in!"
Yang An was in a hurry and stopped him quickly.
He slapped his forehead and forgot about the wooden root.
This person is different from a cat or a dog. She can be locked in a cage, and her legs are on the body of a tree. If she wants to run around, Yang An really can't do anything.
Fortunately, Mu Gai always follows him wherever he goes, but now he is a little embarrassed.
The bathroom door is unlocked.
Yang An was not worried that his elder sister would break in, and the embarrassing scene would happen.
Fortunately, Mu Yuan didn't care about worldly affairs and her mind was cleaner than a piece of white paper. Yang An stopped her and stood there helplessly, not knowing what she had done wrong.
"Well, you go out and wait for me first."
Yang An thought for a while, looking at the bare feet and the faint fragrance of the wood.
Finally, she suppressed the thought of wanting Mu Gai to be a tool and help with the bathing, and waved her out first.
It’s not that you don’t want to eat meat.
Yang An also wanted to find someone to massage his shoulders and rub his back, and then use soft hands to help wipe his body with a towel.
He is not a pedantic person either.
He has women, many of them.
Not to mention the world of ghosts and ghosts, just the world of aliens, the world of legends of gods and ghosts, and Marvel, Yang An knows how to enjoy it, and never treats himself badly, nor does he treat his second brother badly.
But he is not hungry or not.
Woodflower essence is like a child. After taking care of it all the way, Yang An didn't say anything, but in his heart he felt the faint sense of accomplishment of an old father raising a baby.
If it was the kind of female goblin from the Chinese fairy tale world, then he wouldn’t mind using the ‘Mighty Heavenly Dragon’ to subdue the goblin.
But facing a 'blank paper', you still trust your own 'blank paper' to have desire. How is that different from an animal in heat?
Mu Gai listened to Yang An's words and retreated to the door obediently, but pushed the bathroom door open a little so that she could see Yang An's every move more clearly.
Mu Yao's big eyes blinked, and when he saw black lines appearing on Yang An's forehead, he took a step back and continued to look at him, as if asking him why he didn't move?
“.”
Yang An was speechless for a moment.
She did go out, but she didn't close the door and wanted to continue watching.
".Close the door."
Hearing Yang An's request, Mu Yao showed some struggle again on her face, and she looked at Yang An.
Yang An has a heart of stone.
Ignore Mu Yu’s pitiful eyes.
Mu Yuan’s delicate facial features are almost squeezed into a ball, showing how reluctant she is.
A long while.
The eyes of the two people clashed, and Mu Gai was defeated. She tied up a strand of emerald green hair hanging down to her cheeks and pursed her lips.
I tentatively pulled the door back halfway, thinking it might be a bit too much, so I pushed it back a little.
“Crunch—Crunch~”
Then Mu Yu felt confident again and looked at Yang An with a look in his eyes: ‘Is this okay? ’ look.
"Close them all."
Yang An couldn't laugh or cry. One-third of the door was closed. What's the difference between it and not closed?
But Mu Gai shook his head firmly.
No!
Okay, the child has grown up and is disobedient? !
Yang An raised the volume, "Close it!"
Seeing Yang An raise the volume, Mu Zhi was a little scared. He kept kneading it with his little hands, and a green vine grew cutely on the top of his head, swaying from side to side, which was very cute. .
Is this what she is thinking? Yang An secretly smiled, but he had to pretend to be stern on the outside.
Mu Zhan thought for a moment, quickly stepped in, closed the door again, and then stood close to the door. His face was timid, but his actions were very firm. He gestured to Yang An, pointing to himself, and then pointing to Yang An. Door.
Either she stands here, or she opens the door. These are the only two options.
It's not that Mu Yu has any small thoughts.
She just didn't want Yang An to leave her sight, just like a child crying for its mother.
Seeing Mu Gai's stubborn expression, Yang An sighed, "Forget it, you can stay here if you want."
Then he touched the water.
In an instant, a layer of water mist flowed along Yang An's fingertips, turning into a frosted fog mirror, blocking Mu Yu's sight.
Yang An could just leave, but he would feel unhappy after wasting so much effort and not taking a bath.
What's more, it's just a plant. It's not clear whether it's male or female. Yang An comforted herself like this, and then took a bath with peace of mind.
Starting to think about when to set off to Kunlun Mountain.
Based on time.
It's autumn now, which is really not a good time to go into the mountains. The Kunlun Mountains are probably closed by heavy snow.
But if Yang An goes alone, the season doesn't matter. As long as he locates accurately, flies directly to the Kunlun Palace, and then boils the covering ice, he can successfully enter the Nine-layer Demon Tower.
If everything goes well, it will only take two days to solve the imaginary number space matter. But Yang An felt a little uneasy.
He closed his eyes and frowned, recalling the moment when he took away the Muchen Bead.
It seemed that somewhere in the dark, something seemed to shift his gaze, and he felt like he was being watched.
It gives chills to the heart.
But at that time, Yang An didn't take it seriously when he was in a battle and the insect valley was on fire. After all, he was definitely going to take the Muchen Bead.
Looking back now, Yang An frowned even deeper.
He recalled that in the original work, the snake god was immortal, and his soul always lived in the imaginary space.
Whether it is the black snake of the ancient city, or the two kinds of water and fire flying insects with elements, once they are infected, they will either be frozen into ice cubes or directly burned to ashes.
These supernatural creatures also originate from the imaginary space and are summoned by the Jingjue and Demon Kingdom people, which proves that the ancient snake god may have been staring at humans.
Shirley Yang and the others were able to successfully close the imaginary number space, perhaps because the ancient snake god didn't care whether the space was closed
But what if the ancient snake god was interested in him?
Does the attention that comes to him belong to the snake god? What is his attitude towards me?
Yang An is not sure about these, and cannot be sure. Is the ancient snake god really dead?
Just take Yang An as an example.
He has countless ways to resurrect himself, such as the resurrection altar of Legend of Gods and Ghosts, Marvel's reversal of time, and the resurrection of corpses in the Liao Zhai world, etc.
The ancient snake god is described as an immortal being who can destroy the universe.
The body may not be important to Him at all, and he can be resurrected if he changes his mind.
Yang An is now beginning to have concerns, should he close the imaginary number space alone?
Or.
Take Shirley Yang and the others and let them close the space at the end to avoid greater risks.
Yang An struggled a little.
He is not afraid of death, it is just a clone dying.
More of his branches are in different worlds. Unless the snake god can directly kill all Yang An, Yang An will never die.
But he didn't want to die inexplicably.
If you don’t want to take Shirley Yang on an adventure, maybe you can bring someone else with you as a tool?
After all, Yang An's feelings may be wrong, or the snake god just glanced at him without any emotional fluctuations.
As for whether anyone will die, we can only say that Yang An tried his best to ensure the safety of the tool man.
He is still cold at heart.
Unless they are his relatives and friends, he will not hesitate to use others if necessary.
Yang An continued to think, he could also directly and completely control a parasite, just find any death row prisoner.
There is no need for him to take risks.
Just when Yang An closed his eyes and meditated.
Mu Yao, who was standing at the door, tried to see Yang An's figure clearly from various angles. Unfortunately, the water curtain was so tight that he couldn't see clearly.
Finally Mu Yao stamped her foot angrily, and after a few hesitations, more and more vines grew on her head.
Thinking deeply
In the end, Mu Yao seemed to have made up her mind, and she slowly floated towards the water curtain.
Looking at the strange water curtain, which she still couldn’t understand with her current IQ, Mu Gai curiously stretched out her hand to touch it.
Just met.
Mu Yao stretched out his fingers again like an electric shock. Seeing that the green-white fingers were only stained with water and not damaged, Mu Yao patted Xiao Ju's chest with confidence.
She was wearing a long Shirley Yang shirt, revealing a pair of straight legs.
Then he tentatively licked his water-stained fingers.
Well, it’s water!
Mu Yao nodded, mustered up his courage, and looked at the blurry back of Yang An, who was still thinking.
Then! Suddenly, he thrust his little head directly through the water curtain!
“Wow!”
Yang An was awakened by the sound of water. When she raised her head, she found the head of Muya sticking out. Her hair was still dripping with water, and it kept flowing along her fair hair. The little face slipped.
Mu Yao just lowered his head, his beautiful eyes as pure as a clear spring, unblinking, looking down at the astonished Yang An from top to bottom.
“.”
Yang An slowly grabbed the towel and put it between his legs. His expression kept changing in gloom, and he gritted his teeth and growled, "Wood! 蓓!!!" of wood root.
Her body, which had been stretched forward, suddenly relaxed and was released from the flying state.
“Crash——!”
The two people’s foreheads collided intimately.
"Bang!" The steel-like sound came from Yang An's head.
"Crack!" The sound, like a watermelon exploding with a punch, came from Mu Yao's head.
Soft fragrance in your arms.
Yang An did not expect that the wooden root would fall directly and fall into the bathtub.
The appearance of the two of them now can be said to be extremely charming.
Mu Yao covered her forehead in pain and stared at Yang An with tears in her eyes. Her fair forehead deflated, but then quickly recovered as if it was inflated.
At the same time, the splashing water and the hanging water curtain wetted Mu Yu's thin shirt.
Snow-white fragrant shoulders are looming, and there is a trace of natural ravine. The faint fragrance of grass emanates from the body of the tree and penetrates into Yang An's nose.
It smells very good and has a calming effect.
This effectively suppressed Yang An's anger that was about to explode. When he felt the position of Mu Yu's hand again, the anger turned into weirdness and embarrassment and disappeared completely.
"An"
"What?"
Just when Yang An was about to help Mu Gai up, he suddenly heard a word popping out of her mouth.
Yang An initially suspected that he had heard wrongly.
Looking at Mu Yuan again, she looked at Yang An, Yang An’s shadow reflected in her tearful eyes, she repeated seriously, “Xiao An.”
"???"
This tone.
Yang An instantly thought of Shirley Yang's usual tone of voice when she called him.
Subsequently, several more black lines appeared on the forehead.
There is quite a feeling that the sky is falling when a child can speak, but the first sentence he says is 'call me daddy' or 'how big is that?'
On the contrary, it belongs to Tiangang.
But looking at Mu Gai's pitiful appearance, Yang An didn't know where to start his anger.
Anyway, this is the first time Mu Yu can speak. If she hadn't been able to hum a few times, Yang An would have thought she was mute at first, with only a developed appearance and no organs.
This time, the original ambiguous atmosphere was also broken.
Just forgive the child this time.
Yang An thought, preparing to let Mu Yu get up.
But accidents happened one after another, and today there seemed to be a feeling that everything was going wrong.
For example.
Hearing the movement in the bathroom, Shirley Yang knocked on the door outside, "What's wrong? Xiao An?"
"No, it's okay."
When Yang An heard this, he was shocked and responded quickly.
Everyone who has given birth to a child knows that after a child learns to speak, he will repeat a sentence excitedly.
The same goes for the wood root.
"Xiao An. Xiao An Xiao An!"
Her current IQ does not understand the importance of shutting up at this moment.
She spoke.
This is really the end of the world.
Hearing the sound, Shirley Yang opened the bathroom door.
She swore that as soon as she came in, she saw Mu Gai lying in the bathtub with her round butt raised!
“Xiao An!!!”
(End of this chapter)