Quick Wear: Crazy Fox Calm Tree

"Sir, everything is ready!" the village chief said in a low voice with his head down.

Gui Wang nodded, an amused smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"In that case, let's get started! The more lively the better."

"Yes!"

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"Mingming, this is tonight's dinner! I made braised pork ribs, they are so delicious. Eat them while they are hot, otherwise they will get cold soon!" A woman who looked not tall, around 50 years old, said with a smile, holding a basket in her hand.

"It smells so good! I just smelled the braised pork ribs!" Zhang Mingming took the basket and took a deep breath and said.

"I know you like this. Today's spareribs are especially fresh, so I bought some and stewed a big pot." Grandma Wang said happily. Looking at Zhang Mingming, who was sweating on his head, Grandma Wang took out a tissue and handed it to him, "Wipe your sweat. It's hot enough today!"

"Thank you, Grandma Wang!" Zhang Mingming took the tissue and wiped his head. The sweat on his forehead immediately soaked the tissue. Zhang Mingming wiped the sweat from his forehead while fanning himself. "I don't know what's wrong with the weather today. It's too dry! Grandma Wang, it's so hot. You should go home early. I'll bring the bowl to you after you finish eating!"

"Okay, there's no rush for this bowl. You can get it tomorrow." Grandma Wang glanced at Zhang Mingming with a smile, then turned around and went back to her yard.

Zhang Mingming put dinner on the table, then poured himself a large glass of water and drank it while greeting the boy with glasses.

"time to eat!"

The boy with glasses walked out of the room and saw Zhang Mingming, who was covered in sweat and gulping down water. Looking at the other's clothes soaked with sweat and the wet hair stuck to his face, the boy with glasses couldn't help but feel a little disgusted and reached out to fan his nose.

When Zhang Mingming saw the other party's disdainful eyes, a nameless fire suddenly ignited in his heart. He was already very irritable and hot all over, and now this freeloader actually disdained him!

He sweated so much, wasn't it just to clean the house and get food? He didn't eat the food alone, and he didn't live in the house alone. He just read books all day and threw things aside. He cleaned up all the messes.

He was sweating all over and had been busy for the whole afternoon without even having a sip of water. Now the other party actually despised him. It was really embarrassing for him!

Seeing Zhang Mingming's angry eyes, the boy with glasses looked at him with disdain, then turned around to wash his hands. As he walked out, he whispered, "You smell like sweat, and you don't even wash it..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Mingming couldn't bear it any longer. He picked up a book as thick as a brick and smashed it on the head of the boy with glasses with a bang.

The boy with glasses was hit so hard that he saw stars and fell to the ground. He covered his head and turned around to say something. But before he could do anything, the book in Zhang Mingming's hand fell down again, and this time, the boy with glasses fainted on the ground.

Looking at the boy who was knocked unconscious by him, Zhang Mingming did not stop, but turned around and fumbled around in the room. Finally, he found a syringe from a box in the corner, walked into the yard, walked around in the flowers, and picked a few flowers.

Looking at the green liquid in the syringe, Zhang Mingming's eyes were very cold and he seemed very calm. Then he pushed the unknown liquid into the ears and belly button of the boy with glasses.

Time passed little by little, and the boy's chest, which was originally a little heaving, had now completely calmed down.

Looking at the other person's intact body, Zhang Mingming took out the chemicals he had put in the cabinet and was about to prepare nitric acid, but suddenly he thought of something.

He turned around and went back into the village chief's house. His eyes swept across a pile of books, and finally stopped on a book that looked very old.

Zhang Mingming took out the book, then turned to the page he remembered. Looking at the words on it, Zhang Mingming suddenly laughed.

Picking up the scalpel he had made when practicing dissection, Zhang Mingming cut along the bespectacled boy's spine little by little, first the spine, then the hip joint, the back of the thigh, and finally the heel. After cutting to the sole of the foot, Zhang Mingming turned the blade in his hand and cut along the spine to the cervical vertebrae, and finally opened the back of the man's head.

Looking at the thin skin on his hand, Zhang Mingming felt as if he was looking at a work of art. After carefully stroking the skin, Zhang Mingming put the thin skin on his body. Following the operation in the book, the thin skin actually fit Zhang Mingming's skin perfectly.

Looking at the boy with glasses in the mirror, Zhang Mingming curled up his lips into a proud smile. The two figures fit together perfectly, and there was no difference at all.

Looking at the large piece of meat left in the house, Zhang Mingming picked up the scalpel beside him and began to cut it piece by piece...

Tomorrow, I will go with the handsome boy to visit his home’s exquisite murals and various antique items.

The handsome boy would exclaim in surprise from time to time, his eyes glued to those things. Ming Tian saw that he was looking at things very cautiously, and couldn't help being speechless, so he picked up a large bowl and handed it to the boy.

The frightened boy cried out repeatedly, wishing he could lie on the ground and act as a mat to prevent himself from dropping the bowl tomorrow.

Tomorrow I was amused by the other person's appearance.

"Don't worry, I hold this bowl every day and it won't fall. Just let go a little and see, it's okay, I'll hold this bowl every day." Mingtian patted the other person's shoulder and handed the bowl over.

"This is a bronze ware! It has a history of more than 2,000 years. How can you hold it like this?" The handsome boy smiled bitterly, and finally took the bowl carefully and began to study it.

"You also said it's a bronze artifact, so it's not afraid of falling." Mingtian shook his head helplessly. Seeing that the other party was fascinated by it, he didn't say anything else.

"Are you really not going to consider taking these things outside? If you don't want to donate them, even if you lend them to us for research, it will be enough for you to make a fortune! You won't even have to worry about your descendants." The handsome boy continued to persuade Mingtian while looking at the equipment in his hand.