I have a room in Huangquan

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Thinking of the missed encounter between himself and the fairy fruit, the bad old man was so painful that he was about to go crazy, and he was only one step away, and he felt that his fingers were about to touch the fruit.

"Hmph, you really are old!"

Bai Pangpang had a cold face, such a big loss was enough to make the old man feel bad for a while.

As he spoke, Bai Pangpang picked up the fruit and put it in his mouth to chew.

"Wait, watch mine!"

As he spoke, he swallowed his stomach in two or three bites, rolled his eyelids, and leaned back involuntarily.

"Bang!" The fat butt landed on the sofa where the meat ball changed.

Under the wide white robe, the wrinkles where the fat and the sofa collided could be seen.

However, after Bai Pangpang sat down on the sofa, he stared at everyone blankly.

"You didn't sleep??"

Seeing that he didn't fall asleep, Ding Xiaoyi thought there was something wrong with the fruit.

As a result, Bai Pangpang was stunned for a few seconds, and then looked at his empty hands with dull eyes.

Looking at Ding Xiaoyi and the others in front of him again, his chubby face trembled angrily, and he said in a crying voice, "I've woken up!"

People: ""

The bad old man looked at the grass in his hand, and suddenly felt that the grass in his hand was pretty good.

Taking advantage of the time when the two of them were eating fruit, Mr. Chen quickly ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles for himself.

Old Chen didn't eat it before because it was such a valuable thing, so he naturally gave priority to keeping it for Xiao Yi. He is just a ghost now, it doesn't make any difference whether he eats or drinks.

But now I also want to enter the dream of bliss, of course, it is necessary to bless myself.

The fat of Wufu pigs is used to fry the lard in water. After solidification, it takes on a golden color, and a spoonful of it is like golden sand.

After the boiling soup is poured and the lard melts, golden oily flowers float in the bowl.

Dropped noodles, served with two slices of pork, a little pickled cabbage, and a crispy green onion.

A simple and unpretentious bowl of noodles was eaten by Mr. Chen with two cloves of garlic.

After eating a bowl of noodles, the top of Chen Lao's smooth head was shining with golden light for a moment.

There is also an extra word "Fu" on the palm of the hand.

"Lucky!!"

After seeing the word "Fu" in the palm of Mr. Chen, the smiles on the faces of the bad old man and Bai Pangpang became bitter.

It cannot be said that Wufu Pig has no effect on them.

Instead, it eliminates the karma accumulated in their bodies.

For them, this is the greatest blessing.

Now that you have obtained the greatest blessing, you will naturally not be able to obtain blessings.

"Eat it first! I'll take a look."

Ding Xiaoyi asked Mr. Chen to eat first, not because he couldn't trust Bai Pangpang and the bad old man, but because these two unlucky ghosts were too unlucky to see any effect.

Mr. Chen ate first, and if he caught something, he could use his authority to control it immediately.

Old Chen nodded, and he is not polite anymore. Regardless of whether he enters the dream of bliss or not, the fruit itself is of great benefit to a ghost like him.

Since he gave Bai Pangpang to himself, he naturally did his part.

The fruit was not big, it was a matter of a few mouthfuls, after eating the fruit, Mr. Chen stood there with his eyelids slightly closed, and gradually fell asleep.

It's different from bad old man and Bai Pangpang.

Old Chen slept soundly.

Standing there and falling into sleep, this sleep lasted for a full half a day.

"Are you sure it's okay?"

Ding Xiaoyi glanced at the time, and it was at least four or five hours. Although it was a good thing to be able to stay in the dream of bliss for so long, he was still worried about Old Chen.

The old man curled his lips, and said in a sour tone: "It's hard to say. Someone once ate one and fell asleep for half a month, but there are also people who wake up just like him when they close their eyes."

"Dream of Ultimate Bliss, there are three heavens, and the things in the three heavens are different, but the higher the level, the shorter the time. I may have entered the third heaven just now."

When Bai Pangpang said this, he couldn't help sighing often.

Fortunately, his mentality is stronger than that of the bad old man, and he has recovered now.

"Here's the grass for you!"

The bad old man handed Ding Xiaoyi the grass he brought from the dream, not because he was generous, but because the grass was of no use to him.

Staying on the body will only increase the danger.

After all, the loss of four Bliss fruits will definitely cause a lot of shock.

In addition to the lost Wufu pig, it is estimated that there will be a lot of trouble in the netherworld.

It is not safe for him to carry this grass on him.

"What is the use of this grass??"

When Ding Xiaoyi took the handful of green grass, he felt that it was cold and cold, with a unique charm, but for himself, this charm was something he couldn't comprehend.

"Birds are useless, just plant them. If there are no accidents, it will take less than a year to fill your acre with green grass!"

Bai Pangpang said disapprovingly.

Although these grasses have no effect, they are among the few plants that can survive in places like Huangquan Youtu in the Netherland, except for the other side flowers.

The empress dojo, as well as the master's palace on Youshan, are all greened with this kind of grass.

As for the others, of course they are not so lucky.

Bai Pangpang really wanted to take it back to add a bit of vitality to his house, but isn't this a self-inflicted trick?

He wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

So it's best to leave it to Ding Xiaoyi. Anyway, this place is similar to their back garden, and it's a real place of lawlessness.

"Green! It's not bad, this place is bare, and it really should be greened!"

Ding Xiaoyi took the grass, found a place and dug a hole to insert it in, sprinkled some water and it was planted.

"woke up!"

The bad old man raised his eyebrows, and saw Chen Lao standing there, his eyelids trembled a few times, and a black jade box appeared in his hand.

Ding Xiaoyi wanted to go forward to ask about the situation, but Bai Pangpang pulled his arm: "Don't move, let him slow down for a while, I guess the effect of the bliss fruit has just begun!"

Sure enough, after a short time, old Chen's face gradually turned red.

The spirit body is more solid than before.

Even on the bald forehead, hair began to grow.

In the blink of an eye, looking at Mr. Chen again, he looked younger by more than ten years.

"call"

Breathing out a foul breath, Chen Lao opened his eyes, with stars twinkling in them, Ding Xiaoyi even had a feeling that Chen Lao had come back to life.

After standing there for a long time, Mr. Chen was stunned.

With a touch of hand, all the hair that grows on the head is shaved off.

For a cook, hair is superfluous, serving no purpose other than getting in the way.

"How, what does it feel like!"

Ding Xiaoyi didn't ask about the dream of bliss. In contrast, he was more concerned about Chen Lao's changes.

"Good! Excellent!"

Chen Lao had never felt so comfortable, as if he had come back to life, his eyes were piercing, and his condition was many times better than before.

Even, Mr. Chen had a feeling that if he regained his grip on the Blood Prison, he would even have an urge to attack the disaster spirit.

However, this impulsive feeling was quickly suppressed by Chen Lao's rationality.

He knew very well that he was already a dead person, and he had managed to live the life he wanted, so he shouldn't think too much about it.

Be content.

Mr. Chen cherishes this hard-won comfortable life very much.

Looking at the jade box in his hand: "Master, you should take this pill!"

The jade box is opened.

In the jade box, there was a cyan pill, which seemed to be sealed in a crystal, perfectly sealing all the breath.

Seeing this elixir, the bad old man and Bai Pangpang at the back looked at each other: "Reborn Pill!"

Chapter 272: Dreamland of Bliss 【Ask for a monthly ticket】

【Reborn Pill】.

As the name suggests, even a peerless waste material can be reborn.

"Hey, kid, this thing is a good thing, it's a godsend opportunity for you!"

The bad old man nudged Ding Xiaoyi with his elbow, motioning him to take the pill and eat it.

Ding Xiaoyi wanted to pick it up, but just about to move his hand, he couldn't help hesitating when he saw the jade box in Chen Lao's hand.

"Old Chen, how did you get this pill?"

This elixir has been carefully sealed, and even the jade box outside is worth a lot.

Such a thing could not have grown from the ground.

Even in a dream, it must be carefully collected by someone, how could it be taken away casually.

Old Chen waved his hand: "It's okay, I got it after a few fights!"

As he spoke, he probably talked about his experience in the Dreamland of Elysium.

It turned out that after Mr. Chen entered the dream of bliss this time, he was brought into a arena by two guys who looked like wax gourds.

If you win, you will be rewarded.

If you lose, you will get nothing, and you will be thrown out of the dream of bliss.

And if you win a game, the bet is doubled, and you can choose to fight or not.

If you don't want to fight, you will leave with the reward from the previous game.

The difficulty is naturally from low to high, and the opponent is getting stronger and stronger.

Although Chen Lao said it very easily, Ding Xiaoyi knew how to read words and expressions. When he glanced away from the corner of his eye and saw the serious eyes of Bai Pangpang and the bad old man, he knew that this thing might not be so easy to get.

It made him want to say no.

Bring Mr. Chen back by himself and be his housekeeper.

But that was only in name. He was worried that Mr. Chen would not be able to let go of the outside affairs after all, so he used this name to kill some opinions that might have differences in the cradle.

In his heart, he regarded Mr. Chen as a half-teacher.

It is definitely not the kind of slave in the feudal era, who wants to give everything to his master.

Besides, the last time Mr. Chen asked himself about this year's Spring Festival, although he mentioned it casually, his expression of hesitation made him keenly feel that Mr. Chen still had people he couldn't let go of.

Probably it is not difficult to guess after thinking about it, I am afraid it is the old man who sells wontons.

The third of the four brothers, Wu Sheng.

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi turned around and asked the old man: "Can this elixir get rid of the toxins in the body, for example, the poison of the psionic essence that has been accumulated for many years?"

"Little B!"

As soon as Ding Xiaoyi spoke, Chen Lao's expression changed.

If he still doesn't understand what Ding Xiaoyi means, then his age will be in vain.