Chapter 13

As Hideki kithara closed the door, Yoko Ono breathed a long sigh of relief, eliminated the three numbers 110 on the mobile phone screen, looked at the power of the mobile phone, and quickly put the mobile phone on standby. Then she stepped forward carefully and picked up the lunch box.

The Bento was hot. As soon as it was opened, the fragrance floated out, which immediately made her mouth watery. Her saliva almost flowed out. She was really hungry.

She thought for a while and didn't dare to eat. She forbeared and covered the bento box well. Then she put it in her schoolbag. After hiding the schoolbag in the corner, she ran downstairs quickly.

When she got out of the apartment building, she immediately flashed into the shadow and looked around carefully. Fortunately, it was remote and there were basically no pedestrians on the road, which made her feel a little relieved.

She walked carefully along the gutter along the street and whispered, "baijiro, baijiro..."

"Meow!" her voice startled a wild cat. A shrill cat cry frightened her. Then the cat jumped off the wall, looked at her proudly and walked leisurely with cat steps.

Yoko Ono patted his chest and looked around again, "baijiro, where are you?"

"Woof! Woof!" as the dog barked softly, a small milk dog came out of the drain, wagged its tail and rushed to Yoko Ono's feet, very happy.

Yoko Ono hugged it and cried happily, "baijiro, so you're here!"

Baijiro licked her hand, arched his head into her arms, and then looked up to lick her face.

Yoko Ono pushed the dog's head and said with a smile: "no, it stinks."

She and the dog had a quarrel for a moment, and immediately realized that it was not safe here. She quickly looked around vigilantly, sneaked into the shadow with the dog, ran to the apartment building, and soon ran back to her house.

She put the dog on the ground, put her finger to her mouth, and whispered, "don't bark, baijiro."

The little dog was very obedient, so he sat there and wagged his tail. He only gasped in a low voice without barking.

Yoko Ono dragged his schoolbag and took out his bento box. When baijiro smelled the smell, the dog's eyes suddenly lit up and his tail shook more happily, but he still didn't bark and just waited there.

Yoko Ono put the lid of the bento box in front of it and whispered with some embarrassment: "Baijiro, there should be no poison. At most, it may be overpowering drugs... If I am charmed, it will be terrible. If you are stunned, I will protect you, so please taste it first. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. O'neasan looks like a good man. It should be all right. I'll try to help you get some delicious food to compensate you tomorrow."

Baijiro couldn't understand. He stretched out his tongue and tilted his head. A pair of dog eyes glowed green in the dark. He seemed to be looking forward to it.

"You're hungry too!" Yoko Ono said. He tore a piece of chicken and took some rice and vegetables and put them on the lunch box. Baijiro bowed his head and smelled. His tail shook like a propeller. "Wheezing" was even faster. He quickly looked up at Yoko Ono and waited for her order.

Yoko Ono happily touched his dog's head and said with a smile, "eat quickly!"

Baiji Lang lowered his head and gobbled up. The sound of the dog's mouth made Yoko Ono more hungry. Baiji Lang soon swept away the food and licked the lid of the bento box. Yoko Ono hesitated and added some to it, "let's eat half by one! Slow down, I haven't eaten any more."

Baijiro is a puppy. He is estimated to be two or three months old. After eating half of the Bento, he licked the oil around his mouth and was satisfied. He rubbed it to Yoko Ono's feet to pay attention. Yoko Ono picked it up, gently stroked its back, scratched its small belly from time to time, and made it hum comfortably.

"Baijiro, how are you doing in the street? Usually don't run around in the street, be careful of cars, and don't fight with other dogs. When you meet a dog team, just as I taught you, drill into the drainage ditch and sewer quickly, okay?" Yoko Ono combed the dog's hair and whispered to it, "I will have my own home in about ten years, baijiro. Will you be old then? But you must stick to that time. This is our agreement!"

"Ouch..." baijiro looked up at Yoko Ono and didn't know if he understood, but the dog answered in a low voice.

Yoko Ono played with baijiro for a while. Seeing that baijiro was still very energetic, he put it on the ground, took out the Bento, separated the chopsticks, closed his hands, and said happily, "I'm moving!"

Baijiro sat at her feet, stretched out his tongue and looked at her. Yoko Ono taught it while eating, "if my mother comes back later, I say run, you'll run against the wall. Don't make a noise, okay?"

Baijiro didn't answer this time, but just stared at her lunch. Yoko Ono said in distress, "I'm hungry, too. OK, I'll give you a little at last."

She shared some rice and put it on the ground. Baijiro immediately rolled his tongue into his mouth, and the dog's eyes were full of joy.

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When kithara xiuci was full, he carefully covered the disposable lunch box and put it in the garbage bag in the bathroom. Then he looked at the mold on the floor and scratched his head. When he first came, he spent two hours removing the mold, and now he has it again.

RB has a marine climate with heavy moisture. The apartment is old. As a result, it is moldy everywhere in spring, which makes him unbearable. He is a northerner of China. There are few things with long hair. Everything is dry and refreshing. He is very self disciplined and likes things to be neat and clean. Now he can't make him very uncomfortable with these molds.

He took the brush and brushed some conspicuous places, but it was of little use. He sighed, left the brush and went back outside. He picked up his mobile phone, opened the schedule and considered whether to allocate more time for cleaning.

He thought about it for a while. He was cruel. He allocated another two hours for mold removal at the weekend. Then he readjusted his schedule and allocated all his free time in a week to fencing practice.

When the vitality value was nearly full, he touched the plain vibration stick again and began the plain vibration practice. With the improvement of the skill level of [ancient swordsmanship], the understanding of swordsmanship in the brain seems to be clearer.

The so-called "Su Zhen" practice is to raise the sword about 45 degrees behind the head, cut it down while sending the foot forward, and withdraw at a certain point. As for this point, it varies according to different schools. Some schools cut to the chest and abdomen, and some schools cut to the end without mercy,

There are many purposes for doing this training, such as getting used to holding the sword correctly, improving arm strength, practicing strength and exercising endurance, but the most important thing is mastery - it is impossible to ensure that every sword can reach people. If there is no point to take back the strength, if a sword is not used to taking back when it is cut into the air, the other party will have no way to parry and will directly account.

This can be regarded as the basic skill of Rb fencing. It should be kept from beginning to end.

It was muggy in the small room. Soon, Hideki kithara sweated again, and his muscles didn't rest. Now they are full of lactic acid again. The pain is unbearable, but he still waved his sword flatly - with such good conditions, it's a fool if he doesn't work hard!

The so-called how much sweat and how much food you eat, you have to sweat first if you want to succeed! No dad can spell it, waiting for the pie to fall from the sky?

I don't know how long later, the ring finger and little finger of the left hand in charge of controlling the sword took off their strength, and the plain vibrating rod came out. Beiyuan xiuci took a look at the experience value in the lower left corner and found that [ancient flow sword] is still in LV5.

There's no way. Originally, the skills in the game are particularly easy in the early stage, but after allowing players to enjoy the benefits of skills, they pit their father. Either you want liver or you want krypton. It's more difficult to upgrade. It's one of the tricks of game production companies to pit money.

[Japanese] skills he read fifty tone pictures, mixed his experience hard to LV5, and then accumulated experience through daily dialogue. At present, he has mixed it to level 7. He plans to improve his swordsmanship quickly, so he can only redouble his efforts.

Breathing heavily, he sat down to rest, touched up those "little art of war" books and was ready to have a good look. At this time, I heard a loud noise outside, followed by a burst of curses.