Article 1009

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"Hahahaha!" Mo Ran reached out and touched its little head, "You are too cute hahahahaha!"

Gao Batian straightened the lotus leaf on his head that had been poked crookedly by him, and became even angrier: "Don't laugh! Be serious! You bastard!!"

"What did you say? I'm sorry hahaha—"

"No...don't laugh anymore, laugh! I warn you! Your fate is in my hands right now!"

Ink burning: "..."

He really didn't know that his destiny was actually held in the palm of a rice cake. It takes all of his self-control not to let himself laugh again.

"Okay...cough...poof."

"Do not laugh!"

After some difficult negotiations, Gao Batian and Mo Ran finally reached a consensus.

Mo Ran doesn't laugh at it anymore, and it must talk to Mo Ran about the current situation.

Gao Batian emphasized in the conversation that there are many rice cake spirits in their rice cake village with different personalities, but it is definitely not locked in a box because of its too arrogant character, but because——

"I, in our village, have the best rice cakes spoken by human beings in official Chinese, with clear words, and death and death are distinguished! Therefore, I am the dead and dead that everyone chooses to communicate with the human race!"

"...Is it the messenger?"

"Yes! You are right! It is the dead!"

Mo Ran stared at it with its head held high and proud, held back for a while, and couldn't help but hahahaha came out again.

"Ah!!!" Cake Batian stomped its little feet angrily, "Why are you laughing again!!! Don't laugh at me!!! I've been learning human slang for one or a hundred years! Don't laugh! If you laugh again, I'll throw you off!"

In order to prevent Gao Batian from killing himself, Mo Ran used the perseverance to resist Tianwen's interrogation back then, and once again forcibly held back his smile.

"Okay, okay, I don't want to laugh anymore, so please tell me, how to use this wish box?"

Gao Batian twitched his mouth twice, clasped his arms with his claws, mung bean eyes squinted at the ink for a while, and saw that he really didn't smile anymore, and then he said: "Simple, it's just the space and space in this box. The outside is different, don’t you want to build a bigger house for Immortal Shenmu, and put some beautiful flowers and plants in it?”

Mo Ran nodded: "Yes, but my master thinks that is too extravagant and noisy, so I am not happy."

"It doesn't matter." Gaobatian waved its little white claws, "In this box, you, you won't occupy the space outside, and you won't fuck, fuck your master..."

Mo Ran immediately interrupted it, and said seriously: "It doesn't matter if you say something else is not standard, you must pronounce the word quarrel correctly."

Gao Batian rolled his small eyes, and read hard: "Fuck——"

"Quarrel."

"Hold……"

"You roll your tongue up, noisy."

Gao Batian's little face turned paler, he raised his head, and tried his best to utter a twists and turns: "Grass——"

Mo Ran Fu forehead: "Forget it, you continue."

Gao Batian: "Where did I go?"

"It is said that I will not take up space or disturb the master if I toss in this box." Mo Ran said, "But if I want to quietly prepare a birthday party for the master here, repair the house and garden, I also need it Those precious seeds, flowers, ingredients, utensils."

He smiled wryly and said: "If the master finds out, I'm afraid I'll be called a waste of time again."

"Don't worry." Gao Batian said, "The things here are different from those outside. Whether you build a house, dig a pond, arrange flowers and plants, or prepare ingredients...then you don't need money to buy them all. You need four things. Exchange it with me!"

Mo Ran opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Change?"

"Yes." Gao Batian pointed to his stomach, and Mo Ran discovered that there is actually a natural pocket on its rolling white belly, but because the bag and belly are too white, it is not noticeable.

"The flowers and plants in the houses of your human race are not good, they are beautiful! The gods of the gods and trees are full of immortality, and they are more suitable for the utensils of our demon race! You bring in the things from the outside and give them to me, such as cloth, small flowers, and little clay figurines ...I will exchange, exchange for you the corresponding things."

"But how do I know what to get?"

"Then, it depends on your luck." Gao Batian said, "But I am very, very generous, and I usually don't treat you badly. If you don't believe me, you can die right away."

Just try it out.

However, Mo Ran was unprepared when he entered the box, and he was wearing an underwear, and he had nothing outside of him. After thinking about it, he simply took off his underwear and handed it to it.

"I only have this one on me, what can you give me in exchange?"

Gao Batian took Mo Ran's clothes, and Little Claws held them up and looked them over: "Zesi is a piece of clothing with a story, it has experienced a lot."

After speaking, he stared at Mo Ran's red upper body maliciously, and looked back and forth several times. Needless to say, Mo Ran's figure is naturally excellent, with a tall and straight back, a thin waist, and a strong chest. Although there is an old scar that will never disappear, the lines of the muscles contain very wild tension. One volt, like suppressing the lava in the body that was ready to go.

Gao Batian said: "Your forest material is good."

After speaking, he held up his inner shirt and took a look: "Mo Zongsi's clothes are good, I think I can change them..." It muttered, its voice gradually became softer, and it stuffed the clothes into its own white pocket, white pocket again

Digging and digging, "Ah! Got it! Just four!"

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