I have a cub that escapes the boss

This is the three hours since Ji Hanchuan entered the game.

He seems to be addicted to acting, looking at the room in front of him, slightly squinting his eyes - oh, can't see clearly.

So the young adventurer from the East hesitated, groping with his hands, trying to find a place he was familiar with.There was a little confusion on his face, and generally speaking, he was walking slowly into the house.The more I walked, the more I felt that this was not the place where I had been here during the day to give lectures to the young master.

Ji Hanchuan was actually absent-minded.

He took his time, remembering to close the door, and then checked the window to make sure there would be no obstruction when he was about to open it.

With the moonlight that is not obvious outside, but exists after all, he can finally "see" the surrounding environment, and at the same time "realize" that he has finally gone to the wrong place.

Ji Hanchuan pondered: Yesterday at noon, I helped Anna carry the plate, so in the evening, Anna came to me and told me to run away.According to this reasoning, is Vera coming tonight?

He quickly glanced downstairs, only seeing tulip bushes, but no extra figures.

Ji Hanchuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He had a short time to explore: Although he pretended to be half-blind, the layout of the study was actually clear to Ji Hanchuan at a glance.As long as there is no extra movement, it can ensure safety at this moment.

He thought of some habits of the little fat man during the day: where to put pens and papers, and where to put his favorite books.Judging by the three study rooms neatly located on the second floor, the Moultons are both people who like to read.And the room they arranged for their son revealed that the couple wanted to cultivate good habits for their son since he was a child.

This is human nature.Ji Hanchuan understood in his heart, and then used Owen's habitual movements to push back where Mrs. Moulton would put the important things.He pressed his fingers near the table, and a slight light flashed in his eyes.

really……

Hearing only the sound of the mechanism opening, Ji Hanchuan smoothly took out a notebook from the hidden compartment.

Ning Ning said with emotion: "It went very smoothly."

Ji Hanchuan was silent for a moment, looked at the exquisite sheepskin scroll in front of him, and started a new round of suspicion.

But this is a gain after all.

Ji Hanchuan thought for a moment, and felt that he should do more.

……

……

Later, when he was lying on the bed, Ji Hanchuan was still thinking vaguely: It's like what Ning Ning said... Was it a little too smooth tonight?

He heard the movement from the window, it was the familiar "guest" visiting again.Although the eyes are closed, they can still feel the light.That night, it was rare for Ji Hanchuan not to lie on his side, but to face the front, holding a notebook in his hand, and the quill beside him was still dripping ink.Since you want to keep what you have, you must at least learn to put on a show.Looking at it now, the scene is: the tutor fell asleep unknowingly while writing today's diary.

Beetles with orange patterns fell out of the visitor's sleeves and hem again, and the amount seemed to be greater than last night.They crawled around, and a few even climbed onto the bed.Ji Hanchuan was expressionless, thinking: Could it be that I will be directly inundated by these bugs on the last day?

To be honest, it's kind of disgusting.

But it's fine now.The beetle "patrols" a circle, unwavering in its basic policy of not being interested in living people.Ji Hanchuan took a long breath, and smelled the rancid smell that came last night.This time, the taste stayed for a shorter time.

Ji Hanchuan compared his heart to heart.

Based on his usual experience of facing other players, he thought: If it was me, I would make all kinds of actions, and others would be indifferent.Well, to be honest, it's pretty boring.

Most likely will lose interest.

He didn't know if the game creatures around him were in the same situation, but this time, the speed of the other party's departure was indeed faster than yesterday.Ning Ning sat on the window sill, watching the "guest" limping back, amazed.

She had a strange premonition.Although Hanchuan's father hasn't figured out the whole story line yet, he should get a preliminary result soon.

It's dawn again.

Previously, Ji Hanchuan arrived at the manor between five o'clock and nearly six o'clock in the afternoon.Now, he opened his eyes at the dawn of dawn, looked around in a daze, and then cursed softly at the parchment that was stained with quill ink.

The housekeeper still came at the right time, and Ji Hanchuan still didn't hear any movement of preparing breakfast.This morning, however, the governess showed no interest in anything.When the butler wanted to ask, he saw the young man in front of him sighing, asking how he could clean the ink stains on the parchment.

He looked distressed, and said: "I've tried to wash it—but in fact, I didn't dare to use too much water. As for the cleaning material, although it may wash off the ink, it is likely to wash off my ink too." What is written on the parchment."

The butler glanced at the notebook in the tutor's hand.He's familiar with this, and the new kid has been holding it for the past few days, whether it's drawing nearby mountain vistas or old castle structures on it.He probably really cherishes it, so it is very unacceptable to accidentally stain it now.

The housekeeper didn't want to say much, and tried to comfort him: "Mr. Han, this can be regarded as a trace left by the years."

Ji Hanchuan sighed: "Sai Yue. Well, Cook, maybe you're right, I just need a little time to accept." He still looked sleepy.

In fact, the housekeeper felt that the young man's attitude was a bit too much and overkill.But he didn't say much, seeing that the other party was in a bad mood, he even offered to ask him if he wanted to go hunting again.

This can be regarded as a ladder for Ji Hanchuan.

Even if the housekeeper didn't say it, he would take the initiative to bring it up.But his own request is different from the NPC's suggestion.To put it simply, under the former, the possibility of him being monitored is also greatly increased.As for the latter, well, about free play.

So he sighed, and with an attitude that didn't seem like refusing Mr. Butler's kindness, he said, "Alright, I really need to do something to relax and forget about these unpleasant experiences."

At the dinner table, Owen also noticed that something was wrong with Mr. Han.After asking a few words, he expressed disbelief: "Teacher, you are really..."

So childish!

Ji Hanchuan didn't speak, thinking: Oh, now it's "good" Owen.

Owen waved his hand generously and said, "How about this, I'll give you one, no, ten notebooks just like yours!"

Ji Hanchuan listened and smiled.The young master is showing his generosity, and at the same time, it is also a kind of showing off of money.In fact, the cost of sheepskin is not "expensive", but this is only relative to its own value.But if it is regarded as a "writing utensil", this can be regarded as a threshold.Before papermaking technology spread to the West, most of the "Bible" was written on it.In addition, movable type printing has not been handed down, so that the "Bible" can only be hand-copied by priests.As a result, the literacy rate of the people is frighteningly low.

But that was two centuries ago.

Up to now, the "ten books with sheepskin covers" that Irving said are also good gifts, but they are not luxury goods.

Ji Hanchuan thanked him very solemnly, expressing that he felt the kindness of the young master.At the same time, he declined his suggestion.He stroked his notebook, perhaps because it was soaked in water, the color of the cover of the notebook changed slightly.But for a while, neither Owen nor the butler noticed the difference.They heard a long story told by the tutor, and Ji Hanchuan first asked, "Do you know why I came to Europa?"

The two looked at each other, of course they didn't know the answer.

Ji Hanchuan said: "I have heard a missionary mention this place. In his description, this is a land flowing with milk and honey...Of course," with a smile, "I have also heard a lot about it after coming here. The East in people’s stories. I have to say that both sides have a big misunderstanding of each other’s impressions.”

Owen listened to the story quietly.

Ji Hanchuan acted completely on the spot, with only one central idea: the notebook in his hand is very, very special and cannot be replaced by any other person's gift.

This is also explaining why he slept in the manor for three days and had to hold the notebook in his arms for two days.

"It's a symbol of my 'new beginning,'" he said, with a touch of sadness.

Owen was confused: "Oh..."

After eating, Ji Hanchuan put down his knife and fork, and said with a smile, "Okay, Owen, I know you have homework to do. Mr. Cook provided some ammunition to comfort me. So, now, I'm going to the woods Have a go."

Owen's eyes flickered.

Looking at him, Ji Hanchuan was amazed, thinking: Did it switch again?Knowing that "I" has only shot rabbits, I am not a natural hunter like I keep saying?

But this time, Owen didn't say anything.

Ji Hanchuan was not regretful either.Today, he has more important things to do.

In the forest, gunfire kept ringing.One morning, Ji Hanchuan beat three foxes and two hares.