The three beauties of the same class watched everything happening in surprise, and had no idea what was going on, just like performing a pantomime.

It was not until the meat ball slapped herself twenty slaps that Baoer nodded with satisfaction, turned her face, looked at Du Qian, with a smile in her eyes.

"My drinks are gone, give me some. I couldn't help it yesterday and drank all the last bit." Baoer said with a hint of compliment.

"What?" Du Qian asked inexplicably.

"Calachite Spirit Wine." Baoer said.

"That thing..." Du Qian was a little embarrassed. As a war orphan, he had always been very frugal in life. Baoer gave him a bag of agarwood wine. Although Du Qian had never heard of it, he knew it was a good thing, so he naturally had to keep it for something to change.

Du Qian is not addicted to alcohol and only drinks a few bottles of beer, which is already very good.

It’s not that he is reluctant to let go, so good things will naturally be placed in a safe place. He has long put the agarwood wine in winter melon and carefully stored it. There are so many people, it is not convenient to take it.

Baoer is so smart that he can see Du Qian’s embarrassment at a glance: “Don’t bring it? Or is it inconvenient to get it?”

Du Qian tried it and used his consciousness to transmit the voice. As long as he learned it, he would not forget it. He quickly found the feeling and said, "It is not convenient to take it out here."

Baoer's eyes were filled with laughter. Brother Du said this, which means he didn't drink the agarwood spirit wine. It's so good. No one can resist that thing as long as he drinks it once.

Before getting the agarwood spirit wine from the Shenhu, Baoer didn't think it was anything. At most, it was just expensive. In her opinion, money was not a big deal at all. So after getting it, she tried it, but it turned out to be out of control.

A bag of agarwood wine has a lot of quantity. This thing is not like ordinary wine. It is poured out and drunk. It requires drinking it with wine. Different wines have different tastes and ever-changing. Each wine mixed with it has a unique taste and feeling.

The taste is fine, but it feels like this thing can make anyone fascinated. No wonder this thing is designated as a offering and is easily accessible to the people.

"Space Talisman?" Baoer's eyes were full of surprise. Even she had never succeeded in that kind of thing. Unexpectedly, Brother Du had one. Thinking about it, if Brother Du did not have such ability, he would not be attracted to him.

"Yeah." Du Qian couldn't say why, he felt that Baoer was different from others and very similar to himself.

Very similar? It's a hell, how can the two of them have similarities?

One is a male, one is a female, one is a master in the house of the divine master, one is an orphan in the war, one has received higher education, and the other graduated from a war school.

From head to toe, Du Qian couldn't find any similarities between him and Baoer, but this feeling was so real.

In fact, he didn't know that Baoer had a similar feeling. With her personality, even the master and father in the family didn't like to pay attention to it, let alone outsiders.

These days have been Baoer’s happiest days. Although the seven bastards behind him are very different from him, there are at least many similarities. From childhood to adulthood, Baoer knew that he was different from others.

She was originally autistic and couldn't find her kind. She felt very lonely. No matter how good her father was to her, she could not let her go. That feeling was like a long-necked beast living among a group of ponies and had no common language at all.

This mentality, as she grows up, until she doesn't say a word, prefers to communicate with consciousness.

When she saw Du Qian, the intimacy, familiarity, and love that rose from the bottom of her heart could not be expressed at all. She even wished she could stick to Du Qian's side every day.

But she knew that it would only bring endless trouble to Du Qian. Fortunately, they were still young, and she believed that Du Qian would grow up slowly like her. When they grew up, they would no longer have to worry.

My father asked me to go to Shangjinghun Mansion, saying that she would definitely find friends there. Anyway, he was bored, so Junyan came to Shangjinghun Mansion. What my father said this time was quite reliable.

Although the people here are still different from her, they have similarities after all. Even if they are just a little bit, they can be better than living in an alternative ethnic group.

It took only half a month to go to Jinghun Mansion for a short time, but Baoer felt like he was in water and had a lot of fun, bullying this, beating that, pretending to be airs, and showing off his power. His life began to become colorful.

Don’t look at her bullying people every day, from students to tutors, and those self-righteous old students, Baoer is actually in a very good mood. She is not a person, and she has information to bully her.

Those who really offended her or made her dislike her usually killed them directly. When the spirit beast sieges the city, she followed her father back to Pingchuan and killed hundreds of spirit beasts, forcing the god fox to surrender to her and pay tribute. Among those spirit beasts, only the god fox is qualified to bully her.

I had enough bullying and had fun. Baoer was very kind to invite these guys to drink. He originally wanted to show off, but when he went back, he found that there was only a little left in a large bag of agarwood spirit wine, which was not enough for eight people to drink.

Anyway, it wasn't enough. As soon as the bag was opened, Baoer couldn't help but smell some fragrance. He drank all the remaining dozens of drops last night.

But the words have been said. How could Baoer be so proud of her face? He brought seven idiots to Yuelailou and heard that there were the best wine in the imperial capital here. Without the agarwood spirit wine, he could only deal with ordinary goods.

It is actually very difficult to drink here and drink the best wine. Many of the hidden wines in Yuelai Building are not something you can buy with money. Who is Boer? As long as he is willing, it is not a trivial matter to let the owner of the restaurant take off his pants on the street and ask him to take out his treasured wine?

As soon as the food was served and the wine had not yet arrived, Baoer felt a familiar breath and sent someone to take a look. But the sound was wrong. Baoer had to come down to check it out in person. After seeing this, he saw Du Qian. Seeing that the idiot in the meat ball, he actually dared to attack Brother Du. He was really ignorant of life or death.

"When you use the space talisman, do you show everything inside?" Baoer asked. She knew Du Qian's origin. After getting a treasure like the space talisman, she naturally did not dare to show off, and it was even more impossible to learn the correct way to use it.

What's more, if you change to an ordinary martial arts monk, you can't learn it even if you want to.

"Yes, isn't it right?" Du Qian asked. He suddenly realized that there are many benefits to using consciousness to communicate. Even if he talks to Baoer in front of everyone, others don't know what they are talking about.

As the saying goes, there are ears in the partition walls. Even if you do something secretly, it is impossible to be so secretive. Using consciousness to communicate is to directly exchange information between the two brains. Even if you smash the two people's heads, you cannot know what they are communicating.

"For martial arts monks, they can only do that to that level. We are different. You can try it, directly control it with consciousness, and let the things in the talisman jump directly into their hands or into their pockets." Baoer said. In fact, she had never tried it. After all, things like space talismans cannot be obtained just by wanting to do it.

Baoer is confident that as long as he finds an opportunity, he will definitely be able to have fun. Anyway, there is no hurry now, just take it slowly.

Before coming to Beijing, I walked with my father to many cities. Unfortunately, I didn’t encounter a single space talisman, as long as I encountered it...

In Baoer's eyes, there is another word that can be replaced by those who are virtuous. Who is virtuous? Do you still need to ask such a simple question? People like her Baoer and Brother Du are naturally virtuous people and should have all the best things in this world.

"Is this possible?" Du Qian asked in confusion, half-closed his eyes and thought carefully, how should we control this game?

With my thoughts, the darkness in front of me actually entered the space of consciousness. Immediately afterwards, a transparent cube appeared in front of me. After a closer look, it wasn’t his winter melon?

The bag was placed in the corner of the winter melon. Du Qian didn't care much about this thing. In his eyes, this bag of agarwood wine is actually money, a lot of money.

If it were before, Du Qian would have tried to exchange it for money. Fortunately, he had the big kid from Bening, so Du Qian didn't have to worry about money in a short period of time, so he didn't have the intention to exchange it for money. When he found an opportunity in the future, he would definitely be able to take it to the sky and take it to the price that satisfies him.

Du Qian knew very well that you should not be in a hurry when selling things. The more urgent you were, the lower the price. You have to take this matter slowly.

Since Baoer needs it, just give it to her. If it were someone else, Du Qian wouldn't even take it out even if he wanted to steal my brother's money. He didn't even have the door.

Without Baoer, the God Fox would not have given Du Qian a piece of agarwood spirit wine. In Du Qian's opinion, this is Baoer's thing.

Du Qian controlled his consciousness and reached towards the bag. The bag floated out of thin air, like being grabbed by an invisible big hand. The next moment, the bag floated out of the winter melon.

Just here, Du Qian thought, and felt a slump in his arms, as if something was stuffed into his clothes, not small and very heavy.

My eyes lit up, my consciousness quits the starry sky, my belly feels a little cool, and the things in my clothes are very soft.

Du Qian was excited and his face flushed. It turned out that winter melon could be used like this. It was developed, but this time it was really developed.

If the space talisman can only be used privately, although it is very good, it is equivalent to carrying a movable warehouse, which is enough to be satisfactory. But compared to being able to access the things inside at any time, the meaning is completely different.

Think about it, when the fight was happening, a bunch of fission bombs suddenly threw out in his hand. What would it be like? I am afraid that even the warrior would be scared to death. It is unlikely that that thing could hurt the warrior, but no warrior would be so stupid that he used his psychic energy to charge against the fission bomb.

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