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Chapter 200 Consciousness has been promoted

Seeing Ling Zikai bursting into laughter suddenly, Du Juan and He Ling were a little puzzled. After looking at each other, they saw a trace of worry in each other's eyes, and guessed that Ling Zikai might have left some sequelae after being in a coma.

Ling Zikai was indeed a little excited. In order to verify whether the scene he saw just now was true, he let go of the consciousness of the ancestor god again.

But when he realized the wooden house where He Wandong was, Ling Zikai made a deliberate detour.He is not a voyeur, and he has no hobby of watching people's secrets.

This time, he extended his awareness to the stables.

Sensing Ling Zikai's consciousness, the white horse standing inside turned towards the direction of the wooden house, with a hint of joy in its eyes, raised its front hooves, and let out a clear neighing.

This time, Ling Zikai could clearly hear the neighing of the white horse in his mind, as if standing in front of him.

This is obviously not an illusion.His ancestral god consciousness has indeed undergone tremendous changes.

Originally, the picture reflected in my mind was like a silent movie, but now with dubbing, it is exactly the same as being in the scene.The benefit of this change is that from now on, as long as one's consciousness can scan the place, there will be no more secrets at all.

Ling Zikai put his consciousness into the white horse's mind and communicated with it.Ling Zikai was also a little surprised that the white horse could sense that he was in crisis.

It seems that this white horse was sent by the ancestor god as a mount for him, as Du Juan said. There may be some connection between the two, and they can sense the other party's state somewhere.

Now that the new ability of the ancestor god's consciousness was confirmed, Ling Zikai withdrew his consciousness.

He sat up and wanted to get out of bed.

Du Juan quickly said: "You just woke up, you should lie down for a while!"

Ling Zikai shook his head and said, "Sister, I don't feel any discomfort, I'd better come down and do some activities. After sleeping for a day and a night, my bones are stiff!"

"Then sit down for a while, I've already boiled some grouse porridge for you, you should eat something before moving around!"

Hearing what Du Juan said, Ling Zikai's stomach immediately made rumbling noises, and he realized that he was really hungry, so he nodded.

After Du Juan walked out, Ling Zikai glanced at He Ling who was still beside him, and said, "Thank you for carrying me down the mountain. I didn't expect that you, a girl, are so strong that you can move me by carrying me!"

"You still said that it was as heavy as a dead pig, and almost crushed my waist. Let me tell you, I didn't even care to drop a shoe on my foot in order to carry you down the mountain. I picked it up from the Internet. It’s a new model that Nike just launched this year, and it costs more than 7 a pair, so you’ll have to pay me in the future.”

"Why are shoes so expensive? I've never heard of them. I remember that when you were in the Falling Star Valley, you were already wearing a pair of worn-out shoes. Even if you lost them because of me, they wouldn't be worth much. It's gone. You're not trying to blackmail me, are you?"

He Ling curled her lips and said disdainfully: "Why are you like this, isn't it just a pair of shoes, like a miser, it's so boring!"

"By the way, after the explosion at the bottom of the valley, what about He Qiujiang and the others, did they escape?"

He Ling thought for a while and said, "At that time, I seemed to hear a few screams from the bottom of the valley. I wondered if there were any dead people. Then I saw the beam of the flashlight moving quickly in another direction, probably from the opposite hillside. ran away."

Du Juan came in with a large bowl of meat porridge, and after hearing He Ling's words, he said, "Yesterday, Mr. Boer went to Luoxing Valley to check. Except for a few bloodstains, there was no corpse. Those people should Just hurt a little.

By the way, Uncle Boer also said that he didn't see the traces left after the big explosion you mentioned, only a few trees fell on the ground. "

Ling Zikai frowned, feeling that this matter was a bit strange, it seemed that he needed to go to the valley to find out what happened.

The meat porridge cooked by Dujuan, the diced chicken is fresh and tender, the rice grains are plump, and the color is bright. Wild mushrooms, wild vegetables, and some nuts that Ling Zikai can't name are added to make the aroma stronger and the mouth smooth and sticky.

After Ling Zikai devoured it, he felt that he still had more to say, and asked, "Sister, do you have any more porridge?"

Du Juan laughed and said, "Why, don't you think it's not enough to eat? It's a pity that there is no more! This is an exception that Uncle Boer caught a grouse for you. It's not as big as a palm, and how much porridge can it make."

He Ling said greedily from the side: "Sister Du Juan only cares about you. After the porridge is cooked, no one is allowed to touch it. I just want to taste it, but Sister Du Juan refuses."

Ling Zikai asked curiously: "Sister, is there anything special about this pine nut porridge?"

Du Juan smiled and said, "It's nothing special. It's just a saying passed down from the older generation that the porridge made from grouse and mushrooms and nuts has a nourishing effect on the body."

Speaking of this, Du Juan said with some embarrassment: "However, I also added some ginseng soup of old wild ginseng, didn't you taste it?"

Ling Zikai was completely attracted by the delicacy of the meat porridge just now, and didn't taste it carefully at all. Hearing what Du Juan said, he felt a cool vitality rising from his abdomen, which was slowly spreading along the blood to the whole body.

It seems that Du Juan boiled the only remaining samsara ginseng into soup.

Ling Zikai smiled wryly and said, "Sister, you are really willing to give up! The bowl of porridge I ate just now is worth more than 800 million yuan!"

He Ling who was next to her couldn't help sticking out her tongue when she heard the words, thinking: No wonder Sister Du Juan doesn't allow anyone to touch this meat porridge.It seems that she attaches great importance to this godbrother, and she doesn't care about money at all because of him.

Du Juan glanced at Ling Zikai, and said calmly: "Are you feeling distressed? Isn't it just an old wild ginseng, what a pity. I was thinking of boiling that yellow ginseng, but then I thought about you There is still a lot of use, so I gave up!"

Looking at Du Juan, Ling Zikai felt warm in his heart.Of course, he wouldn't really feel sorry for a reincarnation ginseng. This kind of treasure that is expensive to others is not rare in his eyes.

He believes that as long as it is good for his body, not to mention a reincarnation ginseng, even if it is a real millennium ginseng king, sister Du Juan will take it out for himself without hesitation.

In her heart, she is the most important thing in this world.

Ling Zikai couldn't help but stepped forward to hold Du Juan's hand, and said, "Sister, getting to know you is the happiest thing in my life!"

Du Juan blushed when she heard the words, and broke free from Ling Zikai's palm, and said, "What are you talking about, I'm not afraid that outsiders will see the joke!"

"Are there any outsiders now?"

Ling Zikai glanced at He Ling who was on the side, and said intentionally: "You mean this girl's film, in terms of seniority, she is still our niece, and she can't be considered an outsider, little girl, you say so!"

He Ling frowned in anger at Ling Zikai's words, widened her eyes, and shouted: "Ling Zikai, who are you calling a girl!"

"Aren't you just an immature little girl? Otherwise, I'm whispering to my sister here, how could you still have no eyesight and become a light bulb!"

"you--"

He Ling looked angrily at the two people who were holding hands. She felt as if she had knocked over the five-flavored bottle. She bit her lip, stomped her feet, turned around and ran out.

Du Juan scolded, "Zikai, why are you talking to her like that! If you make her run away in anger, it will be troublesome to hide in the woods."

Ling Zikai said disapprovingly: "Sister, it's okay, at worst, I'll go and get her back! This girl does all kinds of troublesome things all day long, so I can't let her temper do it anymore!"

"You, I think it's the same as her, and it's just a child's temper."

Ling Zikai said cheekily: "That's why, I have to take care of me all the time!"

Thinking of the scene he saw in He Wandong's wooden house earlier, Ling Zikai couldn't help feeling a little distracted, and stretched out his arms to wrap around Du Juan's slender waist.

Du Juan subconsciously took a step back, supported Ling Zikai's chest with his hands, hesitated for a while, and said softly: "Zikai, I think A Ling seems to be interested in you—"

Ling Zikai immediately interrupted Du Juan and said, "Sister, you are not allowed to say that! I have already said that in this life, except for you, I will not be tempted by other girls."

A somewhat complicated expression appeared on Du Juan's face, and he said, "But, I'm your sister!"

"Are we related by blood?"

"Don't gossip!"

"I think of you as my father's adopted child bride-in-law, right?"

"You are a shaman, I am afraid that you will desecrate the great ancestor god!"

"Hey, you should just dedicate yourself to the messenger of the ancestor god!"

"Uh-uh-"

Du Juan, who still wanted to continue to refute, was covered by Ling Zikai's fiery mouth, unable to utter a sound.

She instinctively wanted to refuse, but deep down she was full of anticipation.

For some reason, since He Ling appeared, she felt a potential crisis, fearing that Ling Zikai in front of her would suddenly leave her one day.

This kind of crisis filled her with contradictions, and she often felt a little anxious.When he didn't see Ling Zikai's figure, he would feel a little confused.

So much so that after being hugged by these strong arms, that broad chest gave her an incomparable sense of security and comforted her heart.

Sensing that Du Juan did not resist him like the previous few times, Ling Zikai seemed to be inspired, and embraced the plump delicate body with almost brutal strength, wanting to integrate him into his body.

At this moment, a tall figure suddenly flashed outside the door of the wooden house, biting his lip, trying to rush in.

Just when he was about to enter the door, he stopped again.

After hesitating for a while, he slowly backed away.

After walking more than ten meters, feeling a little unwilling, he bent down and picked up a fist-sized stone from the ground, threw it at the wooden house, then turned around and quickly hid in another wooden house.

(End of this chapter)