"Really?" Beansa tilted her head and thought for a moment. This time, she did not give up as quickly as she did in the past, questioning a person who had nothing to do with her.

"Who is it..."

"Biansha is interested?" I looked at her curiously.

From the time I met Beansa, she has never been interested in anyone except me and old man Galen. Of course, if you count those I haven't met, there are also her sister Xiaosha and two other sisters.

It seems that except for these people, everything else has nothing to do with her. The feeling of repulsion from strangers is somewhat similar to that of Xiao Hei Tan and the little ghost. Could it be said that my stupid little junior sister also had a period of inappropriate behavior?

The unfortunate dark history that everyone knows?

Now, she has become abnormally interested in the little ghost.

"A bit." Beansa nodded honestly.

"I can feel it, senior brother, it smells a bit like sand." As he said this, this coquettish little junior sister jumped directly into my arms, rubbed against me with full force, and sniffed for a while.

"Okay, okay, if you really miss your sister so much, let me go with you to play with her another day." I looked at Beansa's actions dumbfounded, and comforted me while touching my head.

"Xiaosha, it's very far away." After another sniff, Beiansha raised his head with a contented expression of double satisfaction and happiness, looked at me with wide, cute black eyes, and said in frustration.

"It doesn't matter. No matter how far it is, senior brother will accompany you." I promised, patting my chest. I thought that with the speed of our world's power, unless we are in a different world or there are some restrictions, no matter how far the distance is, it won't be a problem.

It’s impossible for Beiansha’s sister, Xiaosha, to live in that kind of place. She just said that I have an aura similar to Xiaosha’s. That should be the holy power left by the little ghost. Could it be that Beiansha’s

My sister Xiaosha is actually a priest?

Wait, something is still wrong. If this is the case, there are other priests in the camp, and even angels with more holy power. Why doesn't Beansa react to these priests and angels?

My IQ is a bit insufficient. Both Beansha and her sister Xiaosha seem to be shrouded in a deep fog, and their identities are becoming more and more confusing. It makes people curious.

Forget it, everyone has their own secrets, I am still a time traveler, who has my secret cow?

It seems that after these few days of practice, Beansa has developed a sense of distrust in my strength. She was not happy about my guarantee, but was vague and confused.

This won't work. I have to establish a powerful and tall image in front of Beansha again and tell her that even if my senior brother is not as strong as you, he is very strong and can do whatever he wants to do. Don't talk about looking for your sister.

I once went to Xitian to seek Buddhist scriptures and was tortured a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one times. But this was still a success. Nothing happened. I just came to the Dark Continent to pick up girls.

I patted my butt and sat up. After the treatment given by Little Ghost, I feel much better now.

"By the way, Beansa, where were you just now?" I asked suddenly, vaguely feeling something bad, as if I had forgotten something, and something terrible was about to happen.

"Senior brother, don't you remember?" Beansha was easily changed the subject and looked at me confused.

"Didn't I tell my senior brother just now that Beansa was going to prepare lunch?"

"Prepare lunch?" My whole body shook, my anus tightened, and I finally recalled why Beansa left and the little ghost appeared after the training.

Because of the conversation yesterday, I decided to go to Biansha early today with breakfast to prevent her from eating those weird things and stunting her growth. Look at the amount of breast milk that my stupid junior sister has. She is better than Sarah.

I can't go anywhere, it must be because I often eat those dark dishes.

As a result, the plan went well and the two of us, who had great appetites, not only enjoyed a hot and hearty breakfast, but also ate the lunch we were going to eat during the lunch break.

So, just now I was beaten and lying on the ground, unable to move, and Beansa volunteered to get some lunch. I must have been beaten unconscious, so I let Beansa leave.

Is it...could it be said that after finally enduring a severe beating all morning, I will be deprived of even my lunch break, and my body, like a fragile flower in the storm, will continue to be mercilessly destroyed?

Looking at Beansa's innocent and bright smile, my teeth kept chattering.

"Be...Biansha, you...you, you, you...have you prepared...what kind of...lunch have you prepared?"

I asked it out, finally asked it out, it is comparable to shouting the purple mother's forbidden words in Gensokyo!

Maybe at this moment, I have accepted my destiny.

"Hey, Beansa prepared a lot, including boiled noodles, honey, and bread." Beansa took out the lunch she prepared one by one from the inventory.

With a squeaking sound, the boiled noodles appeared. A few drops accidentally splashed out and fell to the ground. Suddenly, a small pit was formed in the solid ground.

Honey, golden honey.

The bread can squirm, crawl, scream, or suddenly spurt out strange liquid when you bite it!

Grandma to Heaven:

How much does a Santu River ferry ticket cost? I want deluxe class.

"Fan, you look even weirder today." On the way back at dusk, Artoria looked suspicious. Could it be that she had seen that the little ghost was controlling my body?

No, I have to do something to divert her attention.

So, under both psychological and physical urging, a large amount of unknown objects gurgled out of his throat and he vomited it out.

Should I thank the little ghost for turning his back in time?

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When it’s cold in the morning and evening, I need to cover myself with a quilt, and when it’s hot at noon, I wear short sleeves. I’ve had enough... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.
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