Magic Punk

Chapter 100 Key

Today Xing Lihua came back with dried fish.

The inch-long fish is marinated in sugar, cooking wine, light soy sauce and a little salt, then slowly roasted over charcoal fire to dry out the water. After a certain amount of maturation, it tastes sweet and tough.

The most important thing is that this is real meat.

Represents real nutrition.

This made Xuanji even forget that this was an illusion.

My sister is not really my sister either.

But such bitter and poor years are full of rarity and nostalgia when we re-experience them.

If it weren't for days like this and such a sister, how could Xuan Yi slowly regain the emotions and mood a child should have and try to live as a human being.

Dried small fish are very cheap, because Star City is close to the Central Sea, so you can easily catch a large number of fish. There are all kinds of small fry, and you can make the best use of them when making dried fish.

But no matter how cheap it is, you still have to spend money to buy it.

Xing Lihua's savings are really running out.

Xuan Yi thought quietly.

Although the memory was very vague at the beginning, based on my own observation now, Xing Lihua may only have a few hundred star yuan left in his hand, and he may be able to barely support himself and her now, but next, she must find it as soon as possible It was a job suitable for a fourteen-year-old girl who knew nothing but killing.

Thinking like this, Xuan put the leftover dried fish back into the iron box and put it away, clapped his hands and stood up from the chair.

Now that his injuries are almost healed, the biggest danger he faces is hunger. But according to his memory, after these few days of stable life, he will have his second bout of poisoning. Then Xingli will have no money and no medicine. Hua finally exchanged the remaining money for spirits to delay his pain, and it was at that time that he made his first deal with Xuanji.

The iron box was still in the corner. Xuanyi couldn't find the key and there was nothing he could do with it, so the boy didn't even look at it. Instead, he walked out of the wooden house and went to the woods outside the house, where he took out a few items rustlingly. thing.

This is something he has been preparing for the past few days.

Although he knows that this is not the real world, everything in it is too real, so Xuan Yi is very afraid that his recklessness will lead to bad results, so he has been very cautious these days.

Pine needles are collected and burnt into powder, which is then mixed with water.

It's ink.

Then I picked up a few pheasant feathers in the woods and it became a pen.

As for paper, it was the most difficult thing to solve. Although it was not expensive, there was no reason for him to ask Xing Lihua for paper.

Because his sister was very poor and he himself was too young.

Although he roughly knew the process of papermaking, he certainly would not pulp the plant fibers to make paper from scratch in the fantasy world.

So Xuan Yi used the second best method.

After polishing it with a kitchen knife, he took dry broken wood in the woods and cut out thin pieces of wood to use as paper.

As for why go to all the trouble to use these.

Because his body is essentially that of a four-year-old child, it is very inconvenient to think, so he needs the assistance of paper and pen. There are too many key points that he can think of in this fantasy, but he always forgets that it must be Only a material carrier can help you recall and think.

There were already several written wooden cards. Xuan Yi took out the first one and saw the first sentence on it.

"I am Xuan Yi."

Xuan nodded, and in the following pages he described in detail the possible doubts he had observed in his life, listing them in detail. Since he didn't have much time every day, he wrote very slowly because he had to avoid Xingli. Hua, so I only took a few notes in the past few days.

And today it’s finally time to summarize.

Xuan Yi first lit a stick of rosin that he had bonded himself, and held it in his left hand.

Then he held the quill. It had been soaked in the ink mixed with pine ink for half an hour and had absorbed the ink.

"My purpose."

Xuan Yi wrote.

"Get out of this illusion."

"method."

"We don't know yet."

"But for now, I think this fantasy has an expiration date."

"No matter how powerful Xuanji is, he can't trap me in this world for eleven years and turn me into an existence nested in boxes."

"Compared with my memory, I think the time of this deadline is probably the time when the wooden box was removed."

"There must be my sister's secret hidden in the wooden box."

"The secret she couldn't tell me."

"But I can't open the box."

"In other words, a key is needed."

"I've searched every corner of my home."

"I've lived here for eleven years and no one knows the structure of this place better than I do."

"Then the key must not be here."

"I didn't want to break it with brute force because I wasn't sure I would be able to open it today."

"And whether it is opened or not, my sister will find something abnormal about me."

"That's something I don't want to see happen."

"Well, first of all, I should make opening the box my first goal for the time being."

"Then speculate on where the key might be."

"There is actually no key to the house now."

"There's not even a key to the door."

"The lock on the door was broken by my sister, and she didn't buy a new one."

"I guess it's because I don't have any money."

"But the door was locked before."

"Sister can't break the lock every time she comes in."

"Then it means there is a key to the door."

"My sister went out without her keys, or she took her keys and threw them away."

"That is to say——"

"My sister originally planned to leave and not come back."

"And the place she went to was the seaside, and it was the seaside where the ANBU abandoned their bodies."

"This means that she did not go there accidentally, but that it was her destination originally."

"I saw it too."

"She was originally planning to commit suicide."

"And my presence saved her."

"And she saved me."

"Then let's go back to where we were."

"My sister locked the door, left the locked wooden box here, and then left to commit suicide on the beach."

"Then she lost the keys along the way."

"So, is the key to the wooden box with my sister, or is it lost with the key to the door?"

"I need time to find out."

"This issue is on hold for now."

"Then, recall what major changes happened this month."

"The first incident was when my sister picked me up and brought me home."

"In the second incident, my sister saved me with her last medicine."

"In the third incident, my sister and I temporarily lived together."

"My sister no longer takes on tasks to make money, and we are in financial crisis."

"I'm in the middle of this right now."

"Based on my memory, my sister seemed to have found a temporary job not long after."

“There was more substantial food that day.”

"This seems to serve as a point in time."

"Then, consider my sister finding a temporary job as the fourth event."

"Then, the fifth event is..."

At this time, the rosin in his left hand burned out, and Xuan Yi was so burned that he let go. Then he immediately put everything away and buried it again. Then he quietly returned to the wooden house, and then opened the bag containing dried fish. tin box.

Sister is coming back soon.