Cataclysm: Baoyou, This Is Not A Good Deal

Tongtian Dabaojian wants to "eat" the drunk fairy gourd!

The book of feelings follows the character of the master!

The old man Tongtian claimed to like collecting strange treasures and eating dragon liver and phoenix marrow. This "Tongtian Great Treasure Mirror" directly wants to eat strange treasures!

"You want to eat the drunk fairy gourd?"

The pages of the book opened and closed, indicating that he wanted to eat.

"No, I'm just such a baby!"

Zhang Xibao frowned, rejecting Baojian's desire.

"Datong Tianbaojian" wailed, the pages opened and closed, and a black pill flew out.

Zhang Xibao reached out to take it, and found that it was a black elixir, and the introduction given by "Tongtian Dabaojian" in his mind was:

"Washing the Marrow and Cutting the Bone Pill: The yellow-ranked pill, swallow it, washes the hair, cuts the marrow, strengthens the tendons, and strengthens the bones!" 』

"This... this is Baodan!"

Baojian also reported the desire to devour the drunken fairy gourd, Zhang Xibao justly refused:

"This can't be done. The Drunken Immortal Gourd is at least an earth-rank rare treasure, and this elixir is a yellow-rank one. I won't change any marrow-washing and bone-cutting pills you take!"

Zhang Xibao rolled his eyes, pointed to the chinchilla standing on the table and said, "Eat it, you can eat it!"

The Chinchilla stopped immediately, pointing at Zhang Xibao and yelling at him.

"Tiantian Dabaojian" seemed to look at Chinchilla in disgust, and then slowly disappeared.

Before leaving, he seemed to be dissatisfied and scolded Zhang Xibao. Although he didn't make a specific sound, Zhang Xibao could feel his dissatisfaction.

Speaking is the quintessence of the country, it is indeed a book written by the old man Tongtian!

"Pfft ha ha ha!" Zhang Xibao couldn't help laughing out loud.

This "Datong Tianbaojian" forgot to take back the elixir, and I glanced at a yellow-rank elixir for nothing!

Chinchilla's eyes widened in surprise, not understanding why the book was alive, and it could even spit out treasure pills!

When it was ignorant and enlightened, Baojian was always in its body, but when Baojian was in its body, it was silent all the time. It had never received such benefits!

Zhang Xibao clenched his fists violently, and threw the pill into his throat with a slap, just now a black shadow almost snatched the marrow-cleaning and bone-cutting pill.

"What do you want?"

Zhang Xibao chewed hard twice, swallowed the elixir with a grunt, and looked at the Chinchilla vigilantly: "You stole my wine, and you want to rob me of the elixir, right?"

Chinchilla squeaked and squeaked, picked up a pen and wrote four words: "My Treasure Book, My Dan!" 』

"Fart your mouse, now Baojian recognizes me as master, so the treasure pill that Baojian gave is mine!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Xibao's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, as red as a boiled crab.

"Why am I so dizzy? Could it be the effect of the medicine?"

Zhang Xibao felt a wave of heat rushing straight to the top of his head, the force was so strong that three double images of Chinchilla appeared in front of his eyes, his brain buzzed continuously, and the ground under his feet began to become uneven.

"The place seems to be shaking?"

Zhang Xibao staggered towards the bed as if he was drunk, and before he could touch the bed, he fell down on the floor with a thud.

Before he passed out, Zhang Xibao saw Chinchilla standing on his nose, his eyes were full of envy and hatred...

Zhang Xibao, whose whole body was flushed, began to sweat, and along with the sweat, there were also black impurities blocked in the meridians.

Zhang Xibao slept for a full three hours, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already evening.

The room was dark, Zhang Xibao was lying on the floor, the setting sun shone in through the window and sprinkled his face.

Zhang Xibao got up, smelled his body, the smell made him grin, so he rushed into the bathroom.

After being rinsed with warm bath water, black impurities flowed into the sewer, revealing white skin, and Zhang Xibao clenched his fists loudly.

"It's so cool, it's even better than taking a sauna, and my strength seems to have increased a lot, and it seems to have turned white..."

"Hey, Baojian, give me another pill? I can let you scold me a few more times!"

Baojian: ...

There was silence in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhang Xibao came out of the bathroom wiping his hair: "By the way, where did Chinchilla go?"

After searching around the room, he finally found Chinchilla lying on the table and sleeping soundly, holding the drunk fairy gourd in his arms, and a drop of crystal wine flowed out of the little gourd's mouth.

Zhang Xibao dipped his hand in the liquid, brought it up to his nose and smelled it, and found that it was wine.

"Hasn't the wine in the Drunken Immortal Gourd been drunk by the Chinchilla?"

Looking down, Zhang Xibao found an empty liquor bottle beside the table leg.

"Could it be that if ordinary wine is poured into the gourd, the wine will also have a strange effect?"

Zhang Xibao's eyes lit up, he took out the drunk fairy gourd from Chinchilla's arms, and hung it on his belt, this kind of treasure can't be stolen by Chinchilla again.

Regardless of the Chinchilla, Zhang Xibao went to soak another bucket of noodles, and after washing the marrow and cutting the bones, his strength increased a lot, and at the same time, he was extremely hungry and thirsty.

Perhaps smelling the aroma of instant noodles, Chinchilla woke up slowly and found that the drunk fairy gourd in his arms was gone, and began to protest, seeing that Zhang Xibao ignored it, so he pointed to the instant noodle bucket to signal for it to come too a barrel.

"Are you a golden mouse or a golden pig? It's so edible!"

"My stomach can hold a cow! 』The Chinchilla wrote a sentence on the paper and patted its belly proudly.

"Why don't you say that there is a different dimension in your stomach?" Zhang Xibao curled his lips.

Chinchilla was taken aback for a moment, and wrote in surprise:

"How did you know? 』

Zhang Xibao glanced at the 30cm long sharpening rod calmly, thinking that the little mouse might be telling the truth.

"Want to eat noodles? You have to pay for it, my food is not blown by the wind!"

The Chinchilla nodded, then disappeared, and then appeared in front of Zhang Xibao, holding a hundred-yuan bill in its paw.

Raising the banknote in his hand, Chinchilla signaled to Zhang Xibao that he could give it instant noodles.

"Oh, you hid your private money? Not bad, not bad!"

Zhang Xibao took the banknotes, carefully checked the authenticity of the banknotes, and began to cook noodles for Chinchilla.

Zhang Xibao ate the noodles, and then asked the Chin Maoshu: "Would it be effective to pour ordinary wine into the Zuixian gourd?"

Chin Maoshu stared at Zhang Xibao with wide eyes.

"Don't try to steal my precious gourd!"

Zhang Xibao viciously raised the sharpening stick: "You can only take what I give you, and don't even think about what I don't give you!"

Seeing the object in Zhang Xibao's hand, Chin Maoshu's fur instantly puffed up, its tail was clamped tightly, and it assumed a defensive posture.

One person and one mouse stood in a stalemate for a while, and the Chinchilla picked up a pen and wrote a sentence:

"A gourd of wine a day, I won't steal it! 』

Zhang Xibao put down his weapon, pinched his chin and said, "That's it, if you rob me in the future, you can try the consequences!"

Chinchilla nodded, and began to write again:

"The effect is very poor, not as good as your elixir, but it has the effect of strengthening the body!" 』

"That's it!"

Zhang Xibao nodded, and asked again: "Can people drink the wine inside?"

Chinchilla nodded.

Zhang Xibao pinched his chin and said, "It's not bad. I can also drink some wine in the future to temper my body after washing my marrow."

"Give me that kind of pill in the future, and I'll do things for you!" 』

"If there is any extra, I can consider giving it to you!"

While eating noodles, the two communicated and ate up a box of noodles without knowing it, and finally reached various verbal agreements.

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