Self-cultivation of dragon set

After leaving the blacksmith shop, Bai went to the pharmacy to buy some herbs and ores, as well as a set of the most common magic robes and pointed hat.This white hair is too conspicuous, and he is the only one wearing the priest's uniform. This time he will be in a dangerous place, and Glass Mower can catch him if he doesn't pay attention, so he must dress up before going. , Don't let him recognize you.

After dinner, Bai plunged into the room, took out the milk pot and flame stone, lit a fire in the fireplace, and started to boil the medicine.

The disguise potion prepared last time has not been used up, and now the only thing to be prepared is hair dye and decolorizer.He used a small roller to grind the medicinal materials such as Qingjing grass, henna grass, and solid stone that he bought into powder, then put them in a pot and boiled them for half an hour, added seaweed glue to make a paste, and made a small Jar of all natural black hair dye.The depigmentation agent does not need to add seaweed glue, it is a bottle of colorless and transparent potion, which can remove the color of hair dye and several potions that change skin color, and the effect is stronger than modern cosmetics.

He waited patiently until midnight, and when he heard that the family members had fallen asleep, he touched the edge of the sink and soaked his hair in the cold water inside.This ointment only dyes the hair, not the skin, so he felt confidently in the dark and applied the ointment to his wet long hair and scalp, and also rubbed two lumps on his eyebrows.After waiting for an hour with a headscarf on, he washed off the excess potion in the pool, and slipped back into the room with his long hair combed.

Once the hair and eyebrows are dyed black, the whole person is much more energetic.Bai took out the mirror and looked at himself, and finally regained some of the feelings he had when he was a Chinese, and finally had a more objective understanding of his appearance.After so many years, he didn't realize that his eyebrows were so heroic, and his facial features were so three-dimensional, they didn't look like peeled meat at all... Uh, eggs!

Hei Changzhi is indeed a sharp weapon to improve temperament, and Bai is reluctant to wrap it in a turban.Before going to school in the morning, he held up the mirror for a while before wrapping himself up, lowered the scarf to the height where his eyebrows could not be seen, and went out the door as if nothing had happened.

There are few basic courses in the martial arts academy, and almost all of them are self-study on Tuesday and Wednesday afternoons.When other students went to practice basic physical fitness and archery, Bai sneaked out of the Martial Arts Academy and went to the first teaching building of the Magic Academy to check whether Glass and his roommate Serpentine had skipped class.

There are two panes of glass windows on the back door of the Magic Academy, from which one can clearly see what is going on in the classroom.Bai Pa searched outside the window for a while, and saw the two people he was looking for sitting in the front row of the classroom, copying notes seriously.The teacher on the podium had a loud voice, and while writing the formula on the blackboard, he taught the following little magicians: "After the magic is cast, it will be affected by gravity, air resistance, and the distribution of magic elements, so I want to achieve the maximum with the minimum magic power. If you want to change the effect, you must remember this traction formula. Calculate the angle when casting, and correct all interferences as much as possible, so that your magic will not miss..."

There are dense formulas written on the blackboard, and curves are drawn, which is more difficult than high school physics.Bai Bai felt dizzy after two glances, lowered his head and sobered up for a while, and couldn't help but feel lucky that his family was full of fanatics, and he was sent to the temple to become a priest at the expense of money.Since he majored in liberal arts in college, he has given back all the physical chemistry to the teacher. After another ten years of his life, he probably won't be able to make much progress in high mathematics.If he also learns magic like the protagonist, it's hard to say whether he can graduate from this school, not to mention whether he can find a job in the future.

With such a comparison, he is extremely satisfied with his current life, and even the pamphlets that keep giving him trouble seem much cuter.

After confirming that Glass had no intention of skipping class, Bai climbed to the top floor of the teaching building, removed the turban, revealing his black eyebrows and hair, then changed into a black magician's robe, and jumped off the roof of the teaching building.

He doesn't need to change his face, because the first thing people see when they recognize someone is the overall impression, not just the face.What left the deepest impression on others was the priest's robe and turban. Now that his eyebrows have changed and he has changed into a black mage's robe, even if others bump into him, they will not associate the two images with such a big difference. Together.

What's more, during this time period, there was no one in the magic dormitory building.

Bai ran all the way from the treetops on the roof, as light as a real elf.When I reached the top of the dormitory, I grabbed the eaves with one hand and swung down. My feet hooked to the edge of the terrace on the sixth floor. With another push, I landed on the terrace.

The window was not locked, and opened with a slight push.After carefully looking around, he went into the room and went straight to the fireplace.The copper pot hung in the fireplace, shining brightly and looking well cared for.

At any rate, it was my most beloved pot. Although I gave it to someone else, I still hope that it will be loved by the owner.With emotion, Bai took out the recovery potion and a new handkerchief from his pocket, intending to spread the potion evenly in the pot.But just as he was about to fall down, he was startled by the half-pot of dusty and dirty things inside.

What is this?Who made it?He has lived in Baixa City for more than ten years, and he didn't feel that the cooking level of the residents here can match that of the British!The person who made this pot is simply a rising star in the dark cooking world. Not only is it ugly, but it also smells fishy, ​​like traditional Chinese medicine...

Bai's stomach was churning, and his face was translucently white. He waved his hand involuntarily and cast a cleansing spell, cleaning the pot until it shone brightly.

Great, this is the pot for humans.

But too clean a pot, and too much wood in the hearth, too thick ash on the hearth and surrounding walls, too much dirty laundry on the carpet, too much disorder on the table, and the whole The air in the room has a damp and dirty smell, which makes people unable to bear it for a moment.

Several years of working life in the Temple of Saturn has trained Bai to be a good boy who works hard and works hard.Although he has basically never done these houseworks since he was reborn, compared to farm work such as plowing the fields and growing vegetables, tidying up a room is really nothing.Without knowing it, he put all the dirty clothes in the house into the basket, then took out a few sprigs of Achnatherum splendens and put them in the water bottle, then cleaned the ceiling, tidied the tabletop, changed the sheets and quilts, wiped the doors, windows and floors...

When he came back to his senses, the bedroom was as clean as it had just been renovated, the two beds were neatly made, and the room was filled with a refreshing plant aroma.

The only problem is, what if the owner of this room comes back?And that pot of dark food, whether it is fish or something, where can I return it to others?

Bai squatted by the fireplace thinking for a long time, and finally stood up with a slap on his thigh.

Anyway, he is here to make up for this pot of lies, first pour the energy potion into the pot, it is enough for the protagonist to eat, and I will talk about the rest later.Big deal... At worst, he will come to clean it a few more times in the future, maybe he can open another "mysterious housekeeping" branch line.

The matter has come to this point, and it is too late to regret.He searched the space ring for a long time but couldn't find any fish, only a small bag of pre-wrapped ravioli, which he planned to cook for himself one day when lunch was not enough, but now he had to give it to Glass Mower.Wontons are not durable to cook, and after soaking for a long time, they tend to turn into slices of soup and boiled balls, but the pot of dark food is also sticky, maybe when they come back and see a pot of batter soup, they may think it is the pot they made themselves.

Ha ha.

Bai decided to give up the treatment completely, put a few flame stones under the fireplace that had just been cleaned up, lit the magic flame, and then took out a can of chicken soup that had been stewed in advance from the space ring, peeled off the oil skin on it, and poured it directly into the saucepan.After the chicken soup boiled, he threw down the wontons, boiled them quickly, and used the energy potion as cold water to pour it in a few times, regardless of the loss of potion power.Seeing that the wontons are almost cooked, I sprinkled seasonings, seaweed, and egg flowers into it.

Before the wontons were fully cooked, a series of footsteps came from downstairs in the dormitory, as if someone had returned to the dormitory.At first, Bai thought that someone was leaving early, but when he turned his head and looked out the window, he realized that the sky was blue and purple, and it was almost night.On the small road outside the window, students from the Academy of Magic could also be seen returning home hand in hand in twos and threes.

Maybe the room was too messy and it took too long to clean it up?Looking at the clean and tidy dormitory, Bai sighed, put the flame stone into the space ring, and quietly turned it out through the window, leaving the reborn room and the wonton pot that had just floated on the water to the two homeowners.

In fact, shortly after Bai climbed onto the roof, the door of this dormitory was opened, and two young mages squeezed into the door. "Wrong", backed out of the door.

But the door number cast on the brass door plate outside the door is obviously correct, and their names are still posted on the door. Why would it be a strange room when you walk in?Could it be that their dormitory door has been teleported?Or did the fairy of the lake come out and clean the room for them?

The two pushed open the door in disbelief, and walked cautiously into the room.

One step, three steps, three steps... They finally recognized their tables, chairs and sheets, and confirmed that this room was still theirs.It’s just that it’s too clean now, the floor is as smooth as wax, reflecting the dim sunlight in the evening; new table-cloths and sheets; the books on the bookshelves had been rearranged and made more tidy;

Even better, the room was much warmer than they had imagined, not as clammy and cold as they came back from school every day.There was still a faint aroma in the air, like someone had just cooked a delicious dinner by the fireplace.

Glass was only thinking that Seppertine had rushed to the hearth and scooped up a small piece of dough from the pot.After taking a bite, he exclaimed in surprise: "Come to Glass, we are not dreaming, there is really a fairy from the lake cleaning our room and making dinner for us!"

Impossible, the fairy in the lake is just a legend.Moreover, the fire element under the fireplace has abnormal activities, as if it has used fire magic or the effect of flame stones. The person who cooks for them must be a magician.

Could it be Bai Across who gave them this pot?Bai's cold and indifferent face flashed in Glass's mind, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and threw this unrealistic thought out of his mind.

While he was studying the change law of fire elements in the furnace, his roommate had already filled two bowls of wontons, stuffed one bowl for him, and asked while eating the other bowl, "Could it be that great magician who has a crush on you?" Master's granddaughter? This meatball wrapped in dough is so delicious, no matter what she looks like, I want to marry her too."

Rather than saying that it is the granddaughter of the magician, it is more likely that the old man really did it.Glass smiled, savoring the meatball soup carefully.When stirring the bottom of the bowl, a little piece of minced chicken would turn up, the strong aroma dispelled the chill in the body, and even the mental energy that was almost exhausted during the afternoon practice seemed to be slightly restored.

Is this real, or an illusion?Glass filled another bowl of soup. While drinking, he experienced the gradual increase in mental power, and secretly analyzed the purpose of the visitor.Why did he do this kind of thing for himself, and why did he have to use such a concealed method instead of saying a word in person?

He had a hunch that the man who had come to make them meatball soup would show up again later.Whether it is a fairy in the lake or a priest, you will know the day you catch it.