The day when I was forcibly bound by an NPC

"Have you figured out how to die, little mouse?" Unexpectedly, after saying this, the mage's face was not ugly, Jiang Zhaonian even felt that he seemed to be...happy?

But Jiang Zhaonian couldn't care about any situation anymore, he blushed and squeezed out his voice: "I..."

"Ok?"

the mage urged.He looked at Jiang Zhaonian's eye sockets moistened with fear, bent his knees, leaning against him pitifully and weakly trembling, and showed a sly smile in satisfaction.

"Before I die," Jiang Zhaonian hurriedly finished the sentence, jumping his feet twice, "Can I apply to go to the bathroom first?"

The mage didn't seem to have expected his answer at all, and his smile disappeared all of a sudden.

Without saying a word, he stared at Jiang Zhaonian coldly, and pointed to the location of a room.

A man who is dazzled by desire feels no fear.Jiang Zhaonian ran to the toilet in a hurry, released all the desires that had been accumulated for a long time, and finally felt a burst of relief.

At this time, IQ returned to his mind.Jiang Zhaonian remembered the mage's child-eating expression just now, and hesitated for a moment when he stepped forward.

With a heartbeat, he stepped on his steps and walked back anxiously.

The Master has entered the main house from the courtyard.

His face returned to normal, neither a lively smile nor a cold scowl.It seems that in this short period of time, the fresh and weird mage was replaced by a mechanical tool man again.

Seeing Jiang Zhaonian came back, he put on his previous expression again.It looks a little cold, and is angry, but I can't tell where the nuance is, it is obviously a similar expression, but now it looks like... as if it was programmed.

"Thanks to you, now I have to repair my ice sculpture again," the mage said in a serious voice, "If you don't want to be made a substitute by me, before I repair the ice sculpture, get me the ingredients for brewing the soul."

Brew the soul?It sounded like something an evil mage would do secretly when he locked his house, Jiang Zhaonian thought so, but said: "Okay, then... what do you need?"

"Twenty void ghosts, ten sunflowers and ten frost grasses each, follow me." The mage turned around suddenly.

Jiang Zhaonian was looking at the new missions that appeared in the list. Hearing this, he came back to his senses, followed him, and was taken to the door of a room in the corner of the first floor.

The mage pushed the door open, perhaps because it was too old, and turned the lock twice before unlocking it, revealing a room full of sundries.

"This is the slave's room, you will live here from now on," the mage walked in, walked through the crowded sundries, and pushed open another small unlocked door at the end, "There are two books on the table, as soon as possible Memorize it. The methods of obtaining materials are all in it.”

Jiang Zhaonian walked in carefully, the space inside was very small and the layout was simple.A plank bed, a stump chair, a wooden table fixed in the corner, and a smaller orange magic lamp burning on the table.There are some wooden strips nailed to the wall, which seem to be used for hanging things.

The bed was already made, Jiang Zhaonian first gently flipped through two pages of the book, held them in his arms, sat on the edge of the bed, checked the mattress, and looked up at the mage.

The mage saw his actions and snorted coldly: "Don't worry, everything is clean. Get up early tomorrow, I don't need lazy slaves."

After speaking, turn around and leave here.

Jiang Zhaonian got up and walked to the door, leaning on the door frame to watch him leave: "Uh, see you tomorrow."

The mage didn't answer as a matter of course, Jiang Zhaonian turned around and sat back on the bed.

This time his movements were much more relaxed, and he casually put the two books aside, Jiang Zhaonian tapped on the wall lightly, making a "duk-duk" sound.

It appears that the cubby is just boarded off from the storage.

He took off his shoes, sat on the bed and turned around, opened the curtain and lay down on the small window, looking at the night scene outside, and sighed slightly.

It's really "slave" level treatment...

It's dark outside and there's nothing to see.Jiang Zhaonian quickly looked away, flipped through the book, wrote down the three materials that needed to be collected, and put them aside.

The sleep state has turned orange. He has suffered a lot and decided to meet his basic needs in time in the future.

Before going to sleep, Jiang Zhaonian checked the status interface again, and found that the content he read in the book was recorded in the notebook in the lower right corner.This made him breathe a sigh of relief - the two books left by the mage are too thick, and it is impossible to memorize them quickly.

……

The next day, Jiang Zhaonian woke up on time.

Opening a corner of the curtain, it was still dark outside.It was around 06:30 in the morning.

Unexpectedly, when Jiang Zhaonian walked out of the room, the mage was already sitting at the dining table.

He raised his hand and scratched twice: "Good morning...?"

The mage seemed to be in a good mood, looked at Jiang Zhaonian, and snorted softly: "It's not too lazy. If you want to eat, go to the kitchen to get it yourself."

"Oh...Okay." Jiang Zhaonian rubbed his face and walked into the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror and the sink for a while, then quietly turned around, stuck out half of his head, and observed the mage's eyes.

When he woke up, the mage seemed to be alive again, and he didn't know what good things happened last night.

Jiang Zhaonian scratched at his hair, this sorcerer was mysterious, really arousing curiosity... He puffed up his cheeks to restrain his curiosity, inserted the comb into the messy hair, went back to the mirror and began to wash.

At the dining table, when Jiang Zhaonian sat down with a plate, the mage just stood up from his seat.

He turned his head and looked down at Jiang Zhaonian: "Get the tools in the storage room by yourself, don't kill yourself."

After speaking, he left the restaurant.

Jiang Zhaonian was stunned for a while before realizing that the mage just told him to be careful when collecting materials?

He couldn't help squinting his eyes, looking at the back of the mage going to the studio.

After dinner, Jiang Zhaonian went to the storage room to get the biggest gardening scissors.

According to the different characteristics of the materials, he decided to look for sunflowers growing by the sunny water.

Before leaving, Jiang Zhaonian saw a large bottle of fresh milk on the cabinet at the entrance.

...obviously for him.

Obviously not just now, when did he put it up? !

Seeing the full white liquid, Jiang Zhaonian felt the urge to cry, his legs had already started to feel weak and trembling.After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Zhaonian reached out and picked up the bottle.

It would be bad if you can't come back if your physical strength is exhausted.

Passing by the yard, Jiang Zhaonian saw the ice sculpture from last night again, still smiling, lying in the broken corner.

He quickly touched his nose, walked around the ice sculpture, and went out the door with the cart that had been emptied.

When he was on the edge of the forest before, he had faintly heard the sound of water.You should be able to find sunflowers by following the water flow.

Jiang Zhaonian touched all the way, but he didn't see the stream, but unexpectedly saw an "acquaintance" first.

The woodcutter who got up early to cut trees also quickly spotted Jiang Zhaonian. He looked around, took two steps back, and just exited the forest.

The woodcutter showed a simple and honest smile to Jiang Zhaonian: "What a coincidence, I met you again, young man."

Jiang Zhaonian stopped, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sinister smile: "What a coincidence, uncle, it seems that you already knew that I couldn't go back, right?"

Uncle Woodcutter smiled embarrassedly: "Isn't that... there was no time to explain at that time?"

Jiang Zhaonian remained silent, raised the giant scissors, and cut twice like a demonstration.

The uncle couldn't hold back his expression, looked left and right, and took a small step closer mysteriously: "Okay, young man, we are the ones who can't help you. Now that things are like this, I will tell you everything, you But be careful of that devil mage!"

Jiang Zhaonian thrust the scissors down hard, poking the tip into the ice: "Say it."