The Recovery Of Terror: Signing In From Being A City God

"Dad, do you need to pay attention to the gesture of holding Xiang?"

Listening to his father's instructions, the son asked aloud. He had noticed a problem before, the incense was held upright and worshiped, and some people held it horizontally with eyebrows in between.

Chang Xingde smiled when he heard the words, "These are some tricks."

"Later, you take the incense and light it. If the incense head has fire, you can't blow it with your mouth, but fan it with your hands, you know!"

He said and made the gesture of holding the incense, "If you hold the incense, you should hold it vertically, but when you pray, you must hold it horizontally. The four fingers of the right hand overlap the left hand, the thumbs of the two hands face each other, and the index finger and middle finger clamp the incense body. , put the tail of the incense against the thumb, start to burn the incense, lower your head slightly, look straight at the Buddha statue with your eyes, lift the incense up with your hands, and make it level with your eyebrows..."

heard the words.

Everyone watched silently and learned.

While speaking, they walked to the gate of the temple, climbed the steps, and entered the temple.

An Yuyuan watched the family of eight walking past talking and laughing, with a smile on his face.

There are eight members of this family, four doctors, but all of them are full of 'superstition'. They ask Shang Xiang carefully, for fear of making mistakes, which looks very funny.

An Yuyuan smiled lightly.

Immediately he continued to pick up the pen and finish the unfinished painting.

At this moment, two servants came from a distance, "Master City God."

An Yuyuan looked up, "Huh?"

There was doubt in his eyes, and the faces of the two servants were gloomy and furious, as if they had encountered something and came here to report it to him.

"What's the matter?" Wen Ruo's gentle voice came out of Qi's mouth, making people unable to help but calm down, and no longer feel anxious or irritable.

The two errands saluted together.

"Master Chenghuang, I am in charge of patrolling the northern district at night. I wanted to change shifts this morning, but I found that there were two groups of errands, and four errands lost contact..."

One of them opened his mouth and told the story.

After listening.

An Yuyuan's eyes flicker, is Xiaoyu under control?"

The four ghosts who had lost contact with each other finally found them, but something strange happened when they found them. The ghosts went crazy, lost control, and even attacked the ghosts.

"How do you deal with the evil little devil?"

"Back to your lord, we didn't execute them on the spot when we found that something was wrong with the little ghosts. Instead, we suppressed them and wanted to find out why they went crazy. There were two colleagues over there who were in charge of escorting them. In addition, Mr. Abang has already rushed over after learning about this incident. Take it there."

He opened his mouth badly.

The ghosts are the puppets of the City God's Yin Division. They follow the rules of the Yin Division and are responsible for patrolling the peace of the jurisdiction. It can be said that they have greatly increased their manpower and made up for the shortage.

If it is a normal parade and encounters the death of evil spirits, they will not feel distressed, but if it is crazy and out of control, this matter needs to be paid attention to!

They don't allow this to happen.

If you don't find out clearly and such things happen one after another, the consequences will be too serious.

And on this matter the errants noticed one thing.

It's man-made that the goblins go crazy, it's not that their tricks of the goblins have lost their effect, there's a pusher behind it.

That's why the underdogs were furious.

This is completely provoking the City God's Yin Division. If they haven't found out where the enemy is, if they know it, they will directly raise their swords to penetrate the opponent's lair and let them know that the City God's Temple is not to be humiliated!

"On the way back from being escorted..." An Yuyuan whispered.

He sat there and put down the pen in his hand.

This thing is terrible.

At present, the most important manpower of his Yin Division City God is the ghosts, the number is very large, more than 300, if there is no reward received last night, it can be said that the ghosts far exceed the ghosts, and this situation will happen in the days to come. The situation will not change, the errand boy is a very important manpower, and there is no room for loss.

In his eyes, the brilliance of hopeful energy surged up, and there was a dark and mysterious energy in his body.

The two looked at each other.

They all didn't speak, they knew that this was Master Chenghuang's calculation of a secret, using the unpredictable power of gods and ghosts.

After a while.

An Yuyuan's face was slightly taken aback.

"Lord City God..." Seeing that Lord City God's calculation was over, the two errands changed their expressions, and couldn't help asking.

They want to know the result, if they know where the enemy is, it is best, they will immediately greet their colleagues on the night patrol, everyone will not rest, go directly to the opponent's lair during the day, and kill seven times+

heard the words.

An Yuyuan looked up at the two servants.

"Don't worry about this matter." He had a smile on his face, "You escort the messenger back, and you don't have to deal with the rest of the matter."

"Um?"

The two were stunned.

They don't see why it's not being dealt with.

Soon, they thought of a possibility. Could it be that they had guessed wrong, that it was an accident that the ghost lost control? 803 "My lord, is this an accident?" Yincha asked.

An Yuyuan chuckled and shook his head, "This thing was done by a ghost, not an accident, as for not looking for him, it's because..."

He paused at this point, and then spoke again.

"He'll come to us by himself."

The two shady expressions froze.

They are well aware of the deterrence of the Town God's Temple to the ghosts. It can be said that the ghosts are terrified when they hear the news, but now this "mastermind ghost" is not invited, will he come to the Temple of the City God?

Is this a ghost who dislikes his longevity?

Or is it that this ghost is confident that he has the ability to face the adults like Ah Bang and You Guang, and dare to touch the Lord Chenghuang?

In this regard, they looked at each other, and they all saw the deep knee feeling in each other's eyes.

But they didn't ask, they all saluted and left respectfully.

Watch them leave.

An Yuyuan got up and patted off the unnecessary dust on his body.

There was a murmur in his mouth, "Here we are in the city center......"

He used the little ghost as a medium to figure out who was behind the scenes this time. It was a source ghost with a 'memory that changes people', and this source ghost... the goal is Xi!

The Town God's Temple is a great deterrent to ghosts.

But the deterrent to the source ghosts is very small. The source ghosts are a group of ghosts with 'incomplete' bodies, and all actions follow their instincts.

The same is true of the source ghost who drives the shady kid crazy.

It pursued its own instinct—to take revenge on Xi'er!

"The Zhizharen is his ghost slave, and also the source ghost of his fusion. Now Xi'er has snatched him away. He chased instinct to kill Xier and also chased instinct to fuse Xier." An Yuyuan smiled lightly.

Immediately, he looked in the direction of the small corner beside the temple.

The little guy didn't know that there was an 'enemy' plotting against him, and he was playing with the three small candies that Tiantian gave him.

next moment.

An Yuyuan held the drawing paper and brush in his sleeve.

He paced towards where the baby ghost was.

"Xi'er, those are candies that have to be taken apart before they can be eaten."

Hearing this gentle voice, Ghost Baby stopped fiddling with candies and looked up.

An Yuyuan took a small milk-flavored candy from the little hand, unwrapped the wrapping paper and taught, "Take it apart like this, and then you can eat it."

As he spoke, he held the small candy and handed it to the ghost baby.

The baby ghost stared at the small white milk candy for a few seconds, then looked up at An Yuyuan, and saw that he had the gentle smile on it as always, and it looked at the candy again, poking its head and opening its mouth slightly , showing the little devil's teeth, and a small blue tongue is faintly visible.

With a groan, the ghost baby ate the little candy in one gulp.

An Yuyuan looked at his hands with ghost saliva and shook his head slightly.

...the little guy.

He took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his hands lightly, then looked at the ghost baby with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

Gulu~gulu~

The small candies moved back and forth in his mouth, and occasionally his cheeks swelled up because of the candies.

The ghost baby looked up after hearing this.

shook his head.

...this stuff is not tasty.

It wanted to spit it out, but it stopped as soon as it made the movement. The movement froze for two seconds, as if thinking that this thing was given to it by Tiantian, "It's not good to spit it out like this.

In the end, it swallowed frankly, and swallowed the candy with a grunt.

An Yuyuan couldn't laugh or cry.

He was not surprised that Guiying would not like candy, Xi'er is a ghost after all, and ghosts have a different sense of taste from humans.

The ones that are really suitable for Xi'er are source ghosts, yin qi, and fierce ghosts.

"If this is another child, you will definitely kill the family if you swallow like this." He smiled and rubbed Guiying's head.

Guiying looked at An Yuyuan in a daze, as if he didn't understand what was wrong with it doing so? What did it have to do with other children.

It doesn't care about this question.

Little Hands Learn An Yuyuan unwrapped the candy packaging bag and wanted to eat the remaining two candies that looked different in taste.

"Before night, Xi'er, you and I are in this temple."

An Yuyuan's voice sounded.

Hearing this, Guiying looked up, and An Yuyuan's smiling voice sounded again.

"A ghostly friend came to visit you, please treat him well."

Time flies by.

the sun goes down, the night falls, the white spots at night

The street outside the City God Temple became quiet, completely different from the bustle of the day, it seemed very quiet.

A pedestrian was walking on this deserted road.

call

The north wind blew, and the passerby shivered, "It's so cold, why did the sky suddenly change?"

The man zipped up his clothes and ran quickly.

"Go home, go home, hide under the quilt, it's too cold."

He muttered to himself, and disappeared at the corner of the road.

When he left, he didn't notice the end of the road behind him. The incandescent street lights flickered twice, first the last street light, then the penultimate street light, and the third...

"Um?"

The observer of the Ghost Control Bureau was sitting at the window on the second floor. Pedestrians did not notice this scene, but he noticed a special change in the road.

"There is a situation." He said.

Hearing this, the companion who was resting next to him suddenly got up from the bed.

He quickly noticed the change of the street lights, "Is there a ghost?!"

Someone once said that if there are ghosts in the world, then the existence of ghosts is likely to be some kind of electromagnetic wave. past phenomenon.

"Did you see a ghost?" another human said.

The companion didn't answer, but squinted his eyes and stared at the street light carefully. After a while, he shook his head to express no.

Another person picked up a special instrument and equipment to check.

He was startled by this!

The picture under the street light captured by the instrument

Vaguely.

There is an illusory and distorted person walking around.

His existence is very vague, ordinary people will not notice it if they don't look carefully, and it is even impossible to notice it.

If it wasn't for the blurry images captured by the equipment, even if they were killed, they wouldn't notice this distorted ghost figure, which is weird and terrifying...

"He is walking towards the Temple of the City God."

The observers watched the movements of the figures on the screen and couldn't help but whisper.

The observer next to him also saw this scene, "What's going on?!"

He was dumbfounded.

These days...does anyone dare to go to the Town God's Temple?

In their 'serious' and 'awe' eyes

With admiration, the figure walked slowly, passed through the wall of the City God Temple, and entered the City God Temple.

In the Temple of the City God.

When the street lights changed, all the figures in the temple moved.

It was a shadowy figure.

They turned their heads and looked over, their cold eyes flashed with different colors, coldness, surprise, curiosity... and smiles.

Today, they learned something from their colleagues. The Lord Chenghuang said that there would be 'ghosts' coming to the Temple of the City God today. After hearing this, they all waited and waited.

"he came."

The faint voice of ghosts and gods swayed, floating in the Temple of the City God.

Yinchai stood everywhere, either in the courtyard, or beside the temple, or inside the temple, surrounded by them, with their cold eyes cast on the wall.

At this moment, there was a chance to look into the temple.

There...is where Lord Chenghuang is, and he is teaching ghost babies to read and write.

Today we are teaching the word 'sugar' and a lot of knowledge about candy.

"grown ups."

The bull's head urn sounded.

He happened to be resting tonight, and after learning about the 'ghost being a guest', he naturally waited here, hoping to see some fierce ghosts.

"Yeah." An Yuyuan nodded, and he looked at the baby ghost who was holding a pen and writing the word 'sugar' crookedly, "Xi'er, I'll hand over that ghost to you later, but don't eat it.

a split second.

The ghost baby stopped moving, it put down the brush and looked towards the left side of the temple.

At this moment, a distorted, blurred and unreal figure walked into the Temple of the City God, holding a gray newspaper in his hand, which was particularly eye-catching.

He walked very slowly.

The pace is very even, as if following some kind of regularity.

"What kind of ghost is this?"

"If we didn't pay special attention, I wouldn't have him in my perception."

"Sure enough, you have some skills, no wonder you can hide it from my search!"

The whispers of ghosts and gods sway faintly, melt into the wind, and dissipate in this temple with the wind.

Niutou Apang's eyes were burning, he saw the ghost entering the Temple of the City God through the wall, "That newspaper is

Suddenly.

The ghost's footsteps stopped.

He clearly sensed the ghost baby, but stopped in his tracks.

Suddenly, he moved, not walking towards the ghost baby, but retreating, his figure became blurred and distorted even more.

"He noticed us!" There was a voice in the dark.

call out--

The baby ghost moved.

The shadow under its feet is like an explosion of fire, spreading on the ground, and then surrounding the 'ghost'.

The dark, icy ghost shadow seemed to grab the ghost's fuzzy and twisted feet, spreading and wrapping his body like a poison, devouring and assimilating his body.

The 'ghost' is struggling.

Suddenly, his upper body split, and his unreal body flew up, heading towards the rear.

The newspaper in his hand was rattling.

At the same time, the surrounding scenery changed, the ghost disappeared, the newspaper also disappeared, and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, and the previous "ghost" did not exist at all.

"Ghostland?"

The errands looked over, their eyes were deep and gloomy, shining with the light of ghosts and gods.

Do not!

This is not ghostland.

It is a fictional ability that makes people and ghosts more unpredictable than ghost domains. The combination of reality and falsehood creates a psychedelic place where people and ghosts can't tell the truth from the fake.

...Hit the wall!

The ghosts all thought of what was often described in a ghost book that they had heard before their lives.

Ghosts hit the wall, when walking at night or in the countryside, I can't tell the direction, my self-perception is blurred, I don't know where to go, so I always turn in circles. tell others about this experience

It is difficult for others to understand, so it is called "ghost hitting the wall". In fact, this is a state of dim consciousness of people.

And this "ghost hitting the wall" is similar to the ghost hitting the wall in Ghosts and Monsters.

This is the basis for the 'ghost' to hide itself. It has always been in the ghost wall, so that ghosts and gods cannot perceive his existence.

"If there is no ghost guide, it will be difficult for us to find his trace." A errand standing in the yard said, holding a palm-sized ghost guide compass in his hand.

The pointer swung back and forth, and finally locked a direction.

It was ten meters to the left of the ghost's original position.

The 'ghost' has been standing there without moving, melting into the wall, like a cold ghost snake dormant in a cave.

Ghost baby over there.

It blinked and looked around.

The next moment, its eyes fell on the position of the 'ghost', and the baby ghost found the position of the 'ghost' without a ghost guide!

The most powerful characteristic of the ghost baby is itself, it can see through many things, and can come and go freely in the ghost domain, this is the ghost ability of the source ghost ghost baby.

The little figure ran over.

The ghost shadow under his feet was like Wang Yang's big waves surging and engulfing the wall.

The 'ghost' ran away.

After feeling the danger, he instinctively chose to run away.

At this moment, his speed is extremely fast, faster than an arrow that leaves the string, and he rushed out of the Town God's Temple in the blink of an eye.

However, before he could run a few meters away, a large black shadow descended, covering the sky and the ground in all directions, catching him in the most brutal and simple way.

The second floor of the building on the street outside.

The observer's mouth fell open.

They saw the ghost go in, and not long after, they saw a terrifying black shadow erupting inside the Temple of the City God, like a ghost beast opening its mouth wide and biting down.

The black shadow shrank rapidly.

Finally, the black shadow wrapped a humanoid silhouette.

"It's that ghost!" Their pupils shrank suddenly.

The 'ghost' was completely enveloped by the shadow, he was struggling violently, a terrifying chill erupted, and with a puff, a hand stretched out from the hole in the shadow.

That hand is holding a weird gray newspaper!

The black shadow surged, the ghost was suppressed and slowly crushed, and the gray newspaper fell from his hand unsteadily.

The black shadow is like the calm sea surface after the storm, it stays in place, like a shadow illuminated by lights, but what makes the observer's scalp tingle is that there is obviously no 'thing' here

Now, where is the shadow coming from?

thump thump...

A small body came out from the Temple of the City God. It stepped on the black shadow and moved over, as if there were some pulleys under its feet.

It stopped at the original position of the 'ghost', and bent down to pick up the gray newspaper that fell on the ground.

The next moment it turned around.

Shh~

The small body stepped on the black shadow and moved smoothly into the Temple of the City God, and the black shadow also shrank in at this time.

At first glance the scene looked childlike and amusing, but observers were dumbfounded.

They also find it 'amusing'.

But this tease is not the cute tease of this small body [but the 'ghost' is very funny.

"how many seconds?"

"Time? It took about forty seconds for him to enter and exit. If you counted him being killed, it would be forty-five seconds.

"Less than a minute."

"Um."

The observer room on the second floor has such a conversation.

After finishing these words, the observation room fell into silence without words.

a long time.

Words rang out again in the room.

"It's kind of funny.

"Yes, this matter needs to be reported."

"Must be reported, codename Naughty Ghost?"

Inside the Chenghuang Temple.

The errants watched all this.

Rather than thinking that this ghost is funny, some of them think that this ghost's ability is terrible.

Generally speaking, ghosts have ghost bodies.

But this ghost didn't!

It can be said that he has no entity, and he is a distorted illusory 'ghost hits the wall'. In layman's terms, this ghost's body is like a ghost domain.

If it wasn't for Lord Chenghuang's ghost baby, it has that kind of ghost shadow ability that can cover everything, it would be very troublesome for them to deal with this 'ghost', and they need to set up a shady formation in advance

, Catching ghosts with an array is not as simple as a baby ghost.

call out--

The ghost baby used the ghost shadow ability as a skateboard, and it slid into it through the wall.

And when it came in, it grabbed the ghost newspaper with both hands, and seemed to want to eat the newspaper like a paper.

"Xi'er, you can't eat this damn newspaper."

An Yuyuan stops the ghost baby from wanting to eat the ghost newspaper.

Guiying paused, and the act of asking for the newspaper stopped in mid-air, his small body seemed to stand still, and Niutou Apong, a big man and ghost, couldn't help laughing.

"Master Chenghuang, does this ghost newspaper have any knowledge?" Although Niutou was amused by the ghost baby, he still focused on the ghost newspaper.

The errands also cast curious and doubtful eyes, and the ghost newspaper that Lord Chenghuang deliberately left behind, it is impossible that there is nothing special about it.

"The 'ghost' this time is a fierce ghost fused with three source ghosts, and this newspaper is where the real consciousness lies..."

An Yuyuan replied.

This fusion source ghost is the fusion of the three source ghosts of 'newspaper ghost', 'paper piercing ghost' and 'ghost hitting the wall'.

Generally speaking, there are primary and secondary ghosts.

For example Xier.

It is the source ghost that dominates itself, and the other source ghosts are just its food and body.

There is also the source ghost ghost king 'Ghost Shadow', he is also the fierce ghost who leads the fusion of source ghosts.

The source of this 'ghost' dominance is the newspaper ghost.

As long as the face is covered by the newspaper ghost, the newspaper ghost prints the face, and then writes on the newspaper, what kind of content is written, can be regarded as changing any kind of memory.

Write, enslave, and you can enslave this person.

Every source ghost is a fierce ghost, but this 'newspaper ghost' is very special, it belongs to a source ghost of props.

It can be said.

This is a very special source ghost!

Obtaining it is equivalent to getting a treasure similar to the seal of the city god and the sword of the city god. Although it is not as terrifying as those of the seal of the city god, it is not bad in itself.

This is the purpose of An Yuyuan not letting the ghost baby eat the newspaper ghost.

He planned to catch the ghost in the future, not only to use the tricky little ghost refining on the ghost, but also to cover the ghost with a newspaper to change his memory.

……………..

Listening to An Yuyuan's explanation, all the servants, including Niutou Apang, were astonished, "There is such a magical effect."

"Spirits can not only harm people, but sometimes they can also be used to save people."

An Yuyuan smiled lightly.

Its eyes flicker.

The reason why the Ghost Control Bureau has a research department is to study ghost masters, and at the same time, it also has the purpose to study source ghosts!

At present, the headquarters of the Ghost Control Bureau has sealed up a number of source ghosts similar to "ghost newspapers".

It is also easy to control this kind of ghost.

Just suppress it!

An Yuyuan thought of this and looked at the ghost baby.

The newspaper ghost was extremely quiet in the hands of the baby ghost. Those who didn't know it thought it was a gray newspaper infested by ghosts, but it was not at all.

"Xi'er, the other source ghost 'Ghost Hitting the Wall', you can't absorb it yet, I'll keep it for you first." An Yuyuan waved the palm of his sleeve in the air, and the shadow that was suppressed by the baby ghost

The 'ghost hitting the wall' inside flew out.

A ball of golden light burst out from the shadow of the ghost.

There are ghostly illusory things in the golden group that are twisting and changing, exuding an extremely cold and ghostly aura, and anyone who falls into the ghost wall is doomed to die.

The ghost baby looked at his own ghost shadow.

It tilted its head slightly.

The little melon seed seems to be thinking about a question, why An Yuyuan took the things in the ghost shadow at will

up.

"Little guy, although you are very powerful, there is still a little gap between you and me." An Yuyuan looked at the little ghost's puzzled eyes, squatted down and lightly scratched its small nose, clear and bright.

laughed.

Immediately, he turned around and walked towards the Yin Division.

Niutou, Yincha and other ghosts hurriedly saluted and sent An Yuyuan back.

Time flies.

Five days passed quietly.

An Yuyuan looked at the temple that was much less and deserted than before.

It’s not because of something happened to the Temple of the City God that it’s so deserted today, and it’s not because it’s being repaired. The repair work ended as early as last week. The reason for this is because of a special reason.

because.

And this reason.

If you stand still in the temple and listen carefully to the sounds of the streets outside the temple, you will know the reason.

You can hear the prototype of the shopping street that gradually formed outside the Chenghuang Temple, and the automatic looping sound of the speakers outside the grocery store and bakery.

'Moon cake discount promotion, 30% off and 30% off. '

'Durian mooncakes, snowy mooncakes... special mooncake gift boxes, popular this year, high quality, cheap and delicious, the first choice for giving away. '

A honking sound filled the street.

"There are still five days, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming." An Yuan said lightly.

Obviously not long ago he got the ghost Kodzuki cake recipe for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

He lamented how time flies.

He flickered and appeared at the gate of the City God's Courtyard.

Because of the growing reputation of the Town God's Temple, this street has more and more people coming, and the flow of people has naturally increased, and people come and go.

It can be seen that most pedestrians walk together.

Those are people with family and friends. As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, they are gradually freed from their busy work. They come back from other places to reunite with their families and see

The Town God's Temple is bustling, and I am curious about the changes, so I come to see it with my family and go shopping by the way.

An Yuyuan saw someone trying to save money, and went to the grocery store to buy small mooncakes in bulk.

Passers-by on the road were carrying a few gift boxes of moon cakes stuffed with lotus paste.

Some people went to the bakery that bought mooncakes with special flavors and asked how much the gift box of mooncakes with special flavors was.

Among them, a 40-year-old middle-aged man walked over to look at the gift box, and asked about durian mooncakes separately, how much it costs to buy alone, how much is a box, and makes An Yuyuan mooncakes more and more popular.

It is novelty, but there are often people who buy it because of the novelty, and of course there are some people who simply like the taste of the novelty.

Zhuang Suhua also came with Tiantian today.

But they didn't enter Chenghuang Temple immediately, they had a gift box of mooncakes in their hands, but they went to the bakery to pick up two small children's mooncakes.

"Tiantian, these two mooncakes, one for you and one for your friend, you can give it to him later.

"Okay."

Sweet and sensible nod.

Wu Liuliu stared at the children's mooncakes with big eyes and was very greedy, which made Zhuang Suhua smile dotingly, "I'll eat it later when I go back.

"Can I eat it? Grandma, don't mooncakes only be eaten during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"It's right to eat mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but there is no rule that you must eat them during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Our family doesn't pay much attention to them. If you want to eat Tiantian, you can eat it when you go home, and then sell it during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Okay, but... will it cost a lot of money?"

Tiantian thought about spending money very sensiblely.

Hearing this, Zhuang Suhua's heart ached so badly, she smiled and said she was fine, their family was getting better gradually, and she didn't know how Hongwen would deal with it, where did he get money from the dead Yan Mingliang?

When he came, he cheated her daughter of money, and got back the remaining 100,000 yuan.

Now their family can be considered to have savings, and their daughter has also got a small promotion in her career, at least they don't have to worry too much. Naturally, they can't be bitter and sweet in such a situation.

Tiantian nodded with a half understanding.

An Yuyuan sees these in his eyes.

Looking at Tiantian who was going to find Xi'er with children's mooncakes.

"But you can't take other people's moon cakes for nothing." He pondered for a while, Tian Tian was so kind to Xi'er, and Xi'er should be ready to return the gift next time.

This is not a matter of being too polite, but a matter of etiquette.

"I asked the errand to get some materials for making mooncakes, and I will teach Xi'er how to make mooncakes later, and ask her to make a small mooncake for Tiantian.

After a few seconds, An Yuyuan had a slight smile on his face.

Small moon cakes made by yourself are not expensive, but meaningful.

Immediately An Yuyuan began to think about how to make mooncakes.

"Hey, I kinda forgot, Anu taught me to do it before...Unfortunately, I'm not good at cooking, I'm always clumsy..."

He shook his head and smiled helplessly.

It can be said that he was wise all his life, not only proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also knew a little bit, sculpture was also good, and he used to be proud of being an all-rounder.

However, people also have shortcomings. He is really not flattering in cooking. Compared with Anu, he is one day and one place.

Every time he cooks, Anu has to push him out of the kitchen, so as not to let him do more harm than good.

He can only sit and wait for his life.

While speaking, An Yuyuan turned and walked into the courtyard.

Xie Hongcai went to meet the customers who cooperated with their factory today.

The client is a little far from his home, he is on the edge of the North District, and this client is near Mulou Village in the South District.

He originally planned to take the bus home after meeting the client. He had a small car, but his wife was driving his car, and he stopped after walking for a while.

"Durian mooncakes?" He could not help but look over when he heard the cyclical shouts from the loudspeaker.

durian.

He likes to eat it very much, and it is also his mother's favorite fruit.

"Are there still mooncakes with this flavor?"

As he spoke, he walked towards the bakery with the sound of horns playing in a loop, "Excuse me, how much is the durian mooncake here?"

"Special flavor gift box? A box of 198.

"I don't want a gift box, do you buy individual flavors? I want durian flavor."

"Individual flavors, yes."

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