The day when I was forcibly bound by an NPC

Jiang Zhaonian put down the broom and began to tidy up the messy utility room.

And the mage went up to the attic silently, and found out the culprit of the dispute——Xiao Hei.

He held the cat by the nape of its neck, stared at it for a while, and said coldly, "Bastard, this is not where you should come!"

The wanton guest just lifted his paw contently and licked the fur on it.

I don't know if it was because of that quarrel, but the master's attitude towards Jiang Zhaonian has relaxed, but he still can't return to the original sense of intimacy. Jiang Zhaonian can feel that the master is deliberately avoiding the excessive intimacy between the two.

What else can he say, of course he can't do anything, he can only follow the wishes of the mage.

The relationship between people is really a very complicated, but also very simple matter.Just like now, if the two parties' expectations or perceptions of the relationship cannot be consistent, no matter how many unilateral actions he takes, it will only be in vain.

At least he won't keep the suffocating silence before... Jiang Zhaonian thought, and sighed, so be it.

What else is there to ask for?

"Glass bottle." The mage reminded, his eyes focused on the work in hand.

Jiang Zhaonian quickly put aside his thoughts, and arranged the prepared small glass bottles one by one on the workbench.

In his left hand, the mage held a leaking container filled with a blue powder; in his right hand, wearing thick gloves, he held a small pot of freshly prepared magic solution.

He aimed the container in his left hand at the dispenser fixed in the ice pool, and carefully poured the solution into the blue powder with his right hand.

Pour in steady and even circles for maximum mixing and thorough extraction.

A light golden liquid gradually accumulated in the dispenser.

Despite the magic ice cooling, the liquid inevitably evaporated and spread all over the room.

Jiang Zhaonian felt a burst of relief spread from the inside out to the whole body, the whole body was warm and relaxed.

"Is this the 'warmth'?" He said cautiously, for fear that the hard-won things would be blown away by panting.

Jiang Zhaonian knew that from the very beginning when he was busy day and night, the mage was preparing for the extraction of such things.

According to the mage, it is a materialization of pure spiritual power.It is already very difficult to condense spiritual power into essence, let alone extract the only power "warmth" from all kinds of mixed spiritual power.

However, Jiang Zhaonian soaked in the diluted power of the room, and felt that it really lived up to the name of "warmth".

Very comfortable.

"Hmph." The mage didn't have time to gossip with him, so he only responded in affirmation.

Soon, all the solution was poured into the leaker in the left hand, the blue powder turned completely black, and less and less liquid flowed out from the leaker, and finally, it only fell drop by drop.

The mage put down the props in his hand and picked up the dispenser.

The switch was slid open, and the liquid turned into a small stream and flowed into the small glass bottle, which quickly filled a quarter of the bottle.

The mage immediately closed the dispenser, and Jiang Zhaonian had quick eyes and quick hands, and blocked the mouth of the bottle with a cork in time.

Leaving the ice pool, the liquid quickly evaporated into a gas, locked in a glass bottle, a small, golden ball, very beautiful.

The mage then filled another bottle, and Jiang Zhaonian followed closely, sealing them one by one.

The capacity calculation is just right. When all 53 glass bottles are sealed, there are only three or five drops of liquid left in the dispenser, which is not enough to fill another bottle.

The mage turned on the switch to let the few drops of liquid evaporate.

"Huh, it's finally done!"

The mage sat down on the chair at once, leaned against the back of the chair, and crossed his legs happily.

He showed a smile, which was rarely seen in this studio, and he felt relaxed and comfortable to complete the work.

Jiang Zhaonian cleaned up the table, while the mage hugged those fragile small bottles in front of him, hugged them, and pressed his cheeks to them, showing a satisfied expression.

"Hey."

Jiang Zhaonian turned his head when he heard the sound, and the mage casually threw him a small bottle: "I'll give you a bottle, one day I want to hide and cry secretly, so I can use it up."

Jiang Zhaonian caught it in a hurry, with a bit of embarrassment on his face: "There won't be that day!"

"Tsk," the mage stood up and leaned back on the chair back, "I quarreled so fiercely with me the day before yesterday, I wronged you at that time, I thought you were going to cry on the spot."

"Hey!" Jiang Zhaonian said angrily, "It's only been two days, and I haven't forgotten about it yet, so you're telling me what's wrong. You're the one who's going to cry, no wonder you've prepared so many bottles, enough for you Will it take a month?"

"Hmph, I can't say no to you," the mage didn't think it was disobedient, and slowly put the bottles into the box one by one, finally picked up the box, and started to walk out the door, "I won't tell you, just pack it up slowly." .goodbye."

"..." Why do you always feel that you have lost this round?

Jiang Zhaonian lightly dropped the rag.He rubbed his nose with the back of his hand and lowered his eyes to clean the instrument.

It must be because the "warmth" in the room is too numb to the mind.

After tidying up the studio, Jiang Zhaonian carefully picked up the bottle.

He held it up in front of his eyes for a while, thought for a while, and found a black string.

Jiang Zhaonian wrapped the string around the neck of the bottle and hung it around his neck.

……

The snow has been falling for more than ten days in a row, and it finally showed a decreasing trend until tonight.

Jiang Zhaonian stood under the eaves, looking up at the finely crushed snow seeds in the air, and remained silent.

"What are you doing here?" The mage passed by with a pencil in his ear, and he didn't know what he was doing alone. He wore two floral sleeves on his arms, looking a bit homely and cute.

"I'm watching the snow, it seems to stop soon." Jiang Zhaonian looked at him and said.

The sorcerer actually just stood beside him, watching Xueluo quietly together.

Looking at the scenery in the distance, Jiang Zhaonian suddenly said, "Did you make those ice?"

"What?" The mage followed his gaze, and it took a while to react, and said angrily, "Are you an idiot? I didn't realize that the ice had thickened again. Staying together for so many days, what are you doing?" Time to see me cast a spell?"

Obviously you have a lot of time away from me, you can cast spells at any time...

Jiang Zhaonian said: "Oh...that's what they said, I just thought of it suddenly, just ask casually."

The mage calmed down for a moment, and explained: "I don't have that much power to maintain such a large-scale forbidden spell for a whole winter."

He paused, and added: "Even if there is, I'm not that boring."

Jiang Zhaonian's voice sounded a bit disappointed: "I thought you were so powerful."

"..." The mage was silent for a while, and suddenly said in a low voice quickly, "Actually... if it was before, it would not be impossible."

"What?" Jiang Zhaonian didn't hear clearly and turned to look at him.

"It's nothing." The mage said something vaguely, and refused to say any more.

Jiang Zhaonian didn't ask any more questions, his mind was immersed in his own question...Jiang Zhaonian really wanted to ask the mage, but he didn't know what was going on with the solid ice that almost covered everything.

He wanted to ask a long time ago, this kind of confusing thing.It's just that he has never been clear whether this situation is a very common and common existence under the current worldview.

If this is just a normal natural phenomenon, wouldn't it be easy for him to cause trouble if he asked others rashly.

It's just that after getting along for a few days, the mage gave him a sense of peace of mind, so Jiang Zhaonian thought for a while, and said directly: "Then do you know... what's going on with these ice?"

The mage hesitated for a while before saying briefly, "Curse."

"Curse?" Jiang Zhaonian opened his eyes unexpectedly, wanting to continue searching.

Just as the mage was about to say something, a loud "meow——" suddenly sounded in the quiet night

The two looked up, and under the cover of the night, a black figure jumped straight from the wall to his body, hitting Jiang Zhaonian's chest with an obvious "boom".

"Damn it—" Jiang Zhaonian took two steps back after being hit, and he said angrily, "Get down!"

Jiang Zhaonian turned his head back and leaned back vigorously, stretched out his hand on his chest to try to grab it, opened and closed several times at the black cat, but still couldn't move his hand.

Xiao Hei's paws also opened and closed several times on his clothes, the paws hooked on the fabric and stepped on him, not knowing whether he wanted to climb on his head or go down to the ground.

Fortunately, the mage made a timely move.He pinched Xiao Hei's neck and lifted it into his arms.

And Xiao Hei's paws were still dancing towards Jiang Zhaonian unwillingly, between opening and closing, the tip caught the thin thread on the side of his neck.

"Don't—" Jiang Zhaonian panicked.

However, it was too late, the string was stretched to the extreme, and suddenly came loose from the tip of the black cat's paw.

And the small bottle hanging on the lower end of the rope fell to the ground with a "pop", and exploded into a glass flower.

The small ball of golden gas suddenly dispersed, turning into dots of golden fireflies, floating in the air, flickering a few times, and then completely blending into the darkness.

The author has something to say: I would like to introduce to you the most dedicated supporting role in this article: the tool cat, Ben the cat, Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei (licking paw): Low-key, low-key.