Chapter 410: 209： Niubi is right there, you can’t find it is your problem

"Oh, good."

Nuan put down the fritters and smiled at Lan'er and said, "Sister Lan'er, come with me."

"Thanks...thank you."

Lan'er thanked her in a low voice, and then followed Nun Nun step by step, but there were waves of anxiety in her heart.

Wash your hands and face?

What does it mean?

She thought wildly, couldn't help but glanced at her injured right hand again, and couldn't help but shrink its sleeve.

Shengjun, do you think my right hand is dirty? But what is the use of washing hands? Can this be washed off?

With complex thoughts in mind, they have come down to the first floor.

She walked to the sink, "Sister Lan'er, here it is."

"Um...oh!" Lan'er returned to her senses restlessly, and saw that she bent down, lifted up a big red bucket placed on the ground, and poured the water into the basin. within.

Lan'er looked at the rushing water and couldn't help but said, "This is... the water of the fairy spirit? I don't need to use this to wash, it's too wasteful."

"Oh, this is just the most ordinary water for Brother Nianfan, don't Sister Lan'er understand?"

Nuan blinked at Lan'er, and then pouted, "It's really not as convenient as Brother Fan's courtyard house. There will be running water as soon as the tap is turned on. Here we have to move it ourselves. The design of the dignified palace is really bad. "

Lan'er looked complicated and did not speak.

Dare to say that the design of the temple is poor. You are the first one. The most important thing is, what use is the tap water we want? Which fairy needs to wash his hands and face?

"Okay, wash your hands before eating. This is hand sanitizer, which is fun."

As she talked, she had already started playing by herself. She rubbed the hand sanitizer on her hand and showed it to Lan'er. Soon, the two little hands were filled with white bubbles.

"Sister Lan'er, you are optimistic about being slippery, super comfortable."

Then she put her hand in the water happily, her eyes narrowed--

"Wow! Comfortable—"

Seeing this, Lan'er couldn't help but smile at the corners of her mouth, and her fear in her heart was slightly reduced. She let go of her courage, and then raised her hand and slowly put it into the water.

The ice-cold feeling immediately wrapped her hands, and the bubbles left by the nuns floated on the surface of the water, slowly surrounding her palms, which was completely different from ordinary water. , Unprecedented, really slippery.

Lan'er couldn't help but rubbed her hands while staying in the water, only feeling that her hands had become more flexible and softer, with a very relaxed feeling.

so amazing……

A blush rose on her cheeks, and her hands began to weave in the water, washing each other.

But the next moment, her eyes suddenly widened, her pupils shrunk into needles and thread, staring at her right hand in disbelief, the whole person was frozen, and she thought she had hallucinations.

Own right hand, it, it... the wound on it... is gone? !

How could this be?

How can this be?

With a "crash", she took her hand out of the water, turned it up and down, staring at the original wound.

Not only was the wound gone, but also whiter, like a white jade, a perfect little hand.

No more, really gone!

She looked at the basin of water again, but found that a layer of black stains floated on the water. It was like... Ordinary people had dirty hands and washed their hands in the water.

It's just... my hand is not dirty, it is poisoned by the plague! Can this be the same?

Lan'er stood there blankly, only feeling that a numbing electric current suddenly rushed out of his heart, directly connected to the Tianling Gai, and was shocked beyond any more.

She trembled: "Nanny, what is the name of that hand washing thing?"

"Hand sanitizer." The girl wanted to continue playing, but when she saw the water in the basin turned black, she suddenly lost her interest, "Ah, Sister Lan'er, why are your hands so dirty? You come to wash your hands."

Lan'er's scalp was numb, and she said blankly: "Yes...yes, it's really rude."

handwashing fluid?

What kind of fairy hand sanitizer is that?

Lan'er looked at the bottle, only to realize that the bottle was too extraordinary. It was a chubby transparent bottle with a long and thin mouth on the top. With a gentle pressure, a green hand sanitizer came out.

This kind of bottle, unheard of, unseen, is it a kind of spiritual treasure that pretends to be a treasure of genius?

Strange bottle, terrible hand sanitizer!

Only then did she realize that there are precious treasures all over the place here. Many inconspicuous things are often more precious than the so-called Lingbao Zhibao. You can't find out that it is your own problem, but... over there.

Although the **** of plague is only in the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, he walks the path of plague. It can be said that he integrates the poison of the world. Unless he has the treasure of protection, once the plague is entangled, it is difficult for people of the same level to get rid Nowadays, in a world where Linggen treasures are scarce, it is even more difficult to recover.

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Originally, her plan was to endure the suffering of the samadhi real fire to get rid of her own plague poison, but she didn't expect to just wash her hands and disappear? This is too childish.

Yes, in the eyes of an expert, isn't this kind of plague poison a trifle?

I'm waiting to have dinner with this class?

Lan'er couldn't help but shrank her neck, tears rolling in her eyes, so scared.

"Sister Lan'er, let's go." She began to urge, "Hurry up, I haven't even started to eat breakfast today."

"Oh." Lan'er nodded, and weakly followed her daughter to the attic.

But I saw that Chang'e was holding a fried dough stick in one hand, and holding a bowl in the other. It was filled with soy milk and was steaming. She opened her mouth and took a breath in the bowl.

"Hoop!"

The white soy milk tremblingly entered her mouth, and her eyes were suddenly narrowed, looking like she was extremely enjoyable.

The fried dough sticks with warm soy milk are really an excellent combination. When the soy milk is poured into the stomach, a burst of heat bursts out all over the body. It is warm and indescribable, and it smoothes the dryness of eating fried dough sticks. The two complement each other and are indispensable.

"Gudong."

Seeing the way Chang'e was eating, Lan'er couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of water, feeling delicious.

Li Nianfan pointed to the soy milk fritters on the side and said with a smile: "Fairy Lan'er, breakfast is ready for you, let's eat."

"Thank you Lord Shengjun."

Lan'er sat down cautiously, picked up the fried dough sticks, took a look, and then looked at Chang'e's food. She was a little surprised and said, "Sister Chang'e, you...this is such a big one, and it's quite hard. How can you wrap it in your mouth?"

Chang'e had experience in eating, and she said, "Oh, if you feel hard, you can make it soft with soy milk, and it will taste good."

Lan'er said suddenly: "So that's it, I have been taught."

...

At the same time, in the dog mountain of the fairy world.

This mountain was originally not called Goushan, but there were more dogs. Under the order of Dahei, it was renamed Goushan. It was concise and clear, easy to remember, and straight to the subject. Perhaps this is returning to the basics.

The back mountain of Dog Mountain is empty, with only a dog cage.

Inside it was a man with a thin face wearing a black cloak, looking lonely and lonely, and miserable.

He was pulling the cage, shaking constantly.

"Let me go out! I'm a snarling dog! I can be regarded as one of the dogs, so I can save face!"

He kept yelling outwards, "I don't even have a guard, do you? Come on for someone, and change me to a larger cage. My body is much larger than the original, so I can't use it. "

At this moment, a white poodle walked slowly from the outside, and then quietly poked its head inward.

The long white hairs covered his eyes, and he couldn't see his eyeballs at all, and he didn't know if he could see outside.

"Finally, the dog is here."

The snarling dog got up excitedly, and hurriedly beckoned to the other party, "Let me go out, I am wrong, this dog king, I am wrong."

"I'm afraid it's not that easy." The white poodle walked in. "You offended the dog king. It's a blessing that you didn't kill you on the spot. It is obviously impossible to let you go."

It paused and then mysteriously said: "Do you know what the neighborhood was originally called?"

The snarling dog shook his head, "I am not interested in knowing, I just want to leave safely now."

The white dog said to himself: "Originally called Wanyaoshan, and then our king came, Wanyao became a vegetable, and the mountain became a dog mountain. Our dog clan never killed each other, otherwise, now you have become 80%. one dish."

The snarling dog was shocked and said: "What is your king's background?"

The white dog's face condensed, and he said solemnly: "It's called Dahei!"

"Da Hei? What an ordinary name." The Sky Dog started to recognize himself again, "Unbelievable, there are actually better dogs in the world than me."

The white dog looked at the snarling dog curiously, and confirmed: "Are you really a snarling dog? That snarling dog of Erlangshen?"

"Hehe, I didn't expect that after so many years, I'm still so famous among dogs." The Snarling Dog smiled complacently, "It's a fake! The group outside is fake."

"Unexpectedly, the snarling dog is like me, a poodle, we are on the same root and on the same foot!"

Looking at the snarling dog, the white dog immediately became more cordial, and reminded: "I am here this time to provide you with a good luck."

The snarling dog was taken aback for a moment, "Give me good luck? You?"

The white dog vowed: "Our king seems to be very satisfied with the hair blowing skills you showed. As long as you agree to be its hair blowing dog, you will be able to reach the sky in one step, and there will be great benefits!"

"You let me be its hair dog?"

The Sky Dog seemed to have heard some incredible things, both funny and wanting to get angry.

His face suddenly sank, and he said coldly: "It's ridiculous! Is my hair blowing? My spell! And everyone is also a dog, so why let me blow it? Are you insulting me?"

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