Xueba at the same table from the future

Chapter 170 Magic Picture Book
"It's not—"

Li Xinxi puffed her cheeks and made her voice very long.

"Obviously there is a feeling."

"No, no, no."

"It's raining."

"It's not raining."

"Well, it's not raining."

After the usual bickering and bickering, the two finally came to an agreement on the matter.

"Will there be a rainbow today?" Li Xinxi stretched out her hand slightly.

"I think there should be." Chen Mu also put away the maple-colored umbrella.

For a while, both of them deliberately avoided the previous topic, and turned to lazily looking into the distance.

"Dog, what time is it?"

"Nine o'clock."

"The rain in summer comes and goes quickly." Li Xinxi narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Rainbows are something that can never be found, but you can often see them in paintings."

"Silly dog, have you brought that picture book, I want to see the rainbow you painted on it."

"Have you brought it? I'll look for it..." In the middle of speaking, Chen Mu suddenly looked at the bulging black backpack, with a flustered look on his face.

"The picture book is... probably wet."

"Isn't this the zipper that hasn't been unzipped yet?"

"No matter how bad it is, if the picture book is really wet, it will dry out after a while." Li Xinxi pointed to Chu Yang who had already emerged in the distance.

"What a ghost..." Chen Mu carefully unzipped the schoolbag halfway.

"You son of a bitch, why have you learned to swear?" Li Xinxi turned her head and gave Chen Mu a look.

"I... I didn't swear." Even though Li Xinxi grabbed his waist, Chen Mu remained unmoved.

At this moment, the dog-headed boy's eyes were all focused on the zipper of the backpack that was slowly opened, and he let out a sigh of relief until he saw the picture book in it.

"Fortunately, I deliberately put the picture book in the innermost small interlayer of the backpack, so it didn't get wet by the rainstorm."

"Why do you think this picture book is very important to you, Gouzi?" Li Xinxi pointed to the insulation box on the top of the schoolbag.

"Obviously there are some drops of water on the lunch box, but you don't care about it, Gouzi. Pay attention to your painting itself."

Li Xinxi took out the blue insulated box with a smile, staring intently at the sumptuous food inside.

"(≧ω≦)/, dog, can I eat?"

"It was originally brought for you to eat, so I knew Xixi that you would be hungry on the way."

Chen Mu ignored Li Xinxi's voracious appearance at this time, but quietly flipped through the picture book in his hand.

"One, two, three... seven, eight, nine."

"Speaking of which, before I knew it, I had drawn nine pictures in this picture book, so the tenth picture..."

The dog-headed boy took out the sketching pencil from his trouser pocket very naturally, and began to draw seriously on the little squirrel who was eating sullenly beside him.

"Dog, what are you doing?" Li Xinxi was so busy devouring the food that she didn't even notice Chen Mu's abnormal movements at this time.

"I didn't do anything, just draw."

"Draw that dog, I. I'll eat it first, and I'll keep it for you later." The little squirrel puffed up its cheeks.

For a while, the two were silent and peaceful, just like a scene of peace before the storm.

"Then...this painting is called Squirrel Eating, it's simple and unpretentious."

Five minutes later, Chen Mu put away the sketch pencil in his hand, and looked at the new picture in the picture book with satisfaction.

"Ding! Ten paintings with emotions have been drawn, and the tongue will be rewarded with 1."

The system's mechanical announcement sounded on time, making Chen Mu, who had squinted his eyes to appreciate the picture book, even more joyful on his face.

"This time it's the desire for the tongue, the desire to satisfy the sense of taste, so now only the desire for the eyes and the desire for the body are left to start the second stage of the task."

"Watch—" A little squirrel with puffed cheeks approached beside him at some point, blinking his eyes suspiciously.

"Gouzi, what was your little mouth... just now?"

"No...it's nothing." Chen Mu waved his hands guiltily, but the picture book slipped from his knees.

"I caught—" the little squirrel leaned over to catch the picture book that had fallen, and the voice was drawn out again.

"Gulu Gulu—" An untimely stomach growl sounded at this moment.

Under the stimulation of tongue desire, Chen Mu's eyes almost involuntarily shifted to the side of the thermos with only a thin layer.

"No, no, hold back." The dog-headed boy shook his head twice, and decisively turned off the tongue desire bonus he had just obtained.

"No, no, I can't take it anymore." After only holding on for five seconds, the boy who was cooking rice held up the keg with disappointment.

"No, no, I can't take it anymore." A very similar voice came from his ear, making Chen Mu suspect the echo in his stomach.

"what-----"

It was a cry of pain that was enough to scare the grass-chewing sheep in the distance back a few steps.

"God, come here." With an angry cry of gritted teeth, Li Xinxi grabbed Chen Mu's ear after he had just been pawed a few times.

The eyes of the girl in the yellow skirt and the boy with the dog head moved to a brand new painting on the opened picture book.

On the green grass, there was a girl in a yellow skirt squatting carelessly, holding a small bucket in her hand.

"What... what's wrong?" Chen Mu gulped when he saw this new drawing that extremely corrupted the image of the little squirrel and was discovered in an instant.

"Isn't it a painting...it doesn't look good, I can...can redraw it for you, Missy, it's very elegant."

"No." Li Xinxi pursed her lips, and opened the picture book again to the page of the rainbow, her lips pursed even more.

"Why do other paintings have colors, but this one alone doesn't?"

"Isn't this still here? I'll color it when I get back." Chen Mu glanced at the picture book in front of him, and some baboons couldn't help scratching their heads.

"Really?" Li Xinxi blinked twice at Chen Mu in disbelief.

"Really, I'm not lying."

"Goofy, you can lie to ghosts." Li Xinxi gave Chen Mu an angry look.

"Tell me honestly, what is the purpose of this picture book? I have never seen Gouzi that you care so much about other things."

"Miss, this is a magical picture book. As for the specific function, I can't disclose it for the time being."

"Could it be...a ghost really lived in it?" Li Xinxi seriously looked at Chen Mu's expression of pretending to be calm at this time.

"No..." The dog-headed boy waved his palm more frequently: "Anyway, miss, do you want to read the magic of picture books?"

"What... what magic?" Seeing Chen Mu's mysterious appearance, the little squirrel was obviously aroused by Chen Mu's curiosity.

"It's a little magic that can turn a black and white picture into a color picture, and the conditions for its use are very simple..."

The boy took the thin picture book from the girl's hand.

Gently turned it to the page with a rainbow painted on it.

"Xixi, close your eyes."

"Magic will come true."

　Thank you ink black water for the reward of 100 starting coins
　　
　
(End of this chapter)