The paper man is back.
[You helped me a lot, this is your reward]
Mi August took it and gave it a finger-long ink strip.
[Student, will you come back next time to make ink? ]
The paper man has a sticky smile.
Mi August nodded and said with a smile: “I will definitely come.”
The paper man paused.
[As promised, I’ll wait for you]
“good.”
When Mi August left the ink-washing pool, the old students who were still present looked at her back until she actually walked out of the ink-washing pool.
Return to the laboratory in the old house from the hut.
Mi August took the boy who had stolen the ink-washing pool and took it out of the book of good and evil.
The little thing wanted to run away as soon as it came out, but unfortunately it was useless to hide it anywhere in the body of the house spirit.
Tiaomo Tong, who was imprisoned in place, was still twisting and struggling desperately, as if there was a violent beast hidden in his small body.
Mi August was thoughtful and asked the house spirit to send a few domesticated Trickling Boys, including the leader of the Trickling Tong team.
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The domesticated Trickling Boys have been living in the study room of Mi Feixue’s house. They are accustomed to hiding when they come to a new environment, and the leader of the Trickling Tong team is the least afraid of strangers.
The other ink-tampering boys were still hiding in the table, with only their heads like ink spots popping up to look around, while the team leader shook his head and faced Mi August.
Mi August brought it to the ink-tampering boy in the ink-washing pool.
The squad leader also seemed to be very interested in this foreign compatriot, his head swaying back and forth to look at it.
There is no difference between the two in appearance, but compared to the ink-tester in the ink-washing pond, the captain of the domestic ink-tester has a stronger sense of ‘quietness’.
If the difference between a domestic ink-taker and the team leader is just that of a hyperactive boy and a quiet squad leader, this ink-tester in the ink-washing pool is like an untutored irritable patient.
Snapped.
The approaching squad leader was suddenly thrown in the face by the long limb of the ink-pumping boy in the ink-washing pool.