Chapter 48 Meeting the Necromancer Li at the Ceremony? (Update 2)

Ye Mo immediately registered an anonymous account called 'Maria' and sent a private message to Watson.

"Watson, it's me, Maria."

"Maria, congratulations on your safe return."

"Congratulations."

Watson briefly described what happened in the Last Ten Days Town. Alice was taking a master-apprentice test from a fire magician of the Magic Association, and the Crazy Goblin was very famous.

Ye Mo also shared with him some of his experiences in the Monster Forest, including Bella, Li, Lani Shannon and others.

"Thank you, Watson, you don't know how valuable your potion information is!"

"I'm happy to be able to help my companions."

Watson also roughly knew the importance of potions. Not long after he posted, he received messages not only from Maria, but also from other survivors in the Irish copy.

Ignore it for now.

He also shared two new potion information with Ye Mo. If you have enough points, you can buy them in the system store.

The potions in the system mall are also marked with low, medium and high-level points, ranging from 80 points to 10,000 points. Among them, thousands of potions have notes on how many drops of dragon blood to add.

Ye Mo:

"I have to wait a little longer, you know."

Watson understood: "Keep the points and wait for your weapon."

Ye Mo smiled and replied: "Okay."

After the two talked about some ideas related to high-level water spells, they ended the call.

...

After talking with Watson for a while, and then following each other's forum friends, Ye Mo exited the survivor app.

Put the phone aside.

She still has important things to do - memorize magic circles and other information, memorize all the knowledge she can remember in her mind, or type it into the computer and sort it out.

Ye Mo once watched an idol drama with her roommates, and they cried a lot.

But for her, the male protagonist's amnesia left a huge shadow in her heart. Sure enough, a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. You have to keep a record of everything. Amnesia is too terrible!

Roommate:

"..."

In short, this is not a small project.

Folder 1: Basic magic circle.

Folder 2: Special magic circle.

Folder 3: Advanced magic circle.

The above combined folder A: Magic circle.

Folder 1: Basic material properties

Folder 2: Alchemy equipment requirements.

Folder 3: Forging process notes.

The above combined folder C: Goblin Tinker.

Folder 1: Alchemy formula.

Folder 2: Alchemy case.

Folder 3: Alchemy notes.

The above combined folder B: Alchemy.

...

Combined folder: Celtic Mythology copy.

Ye Mo sorted out his memories very quickly, writing or drawing on white paper with a black pen. If he needed the help of a laptop, some chemical symbol-like garbled protection would appear, but it was better than nothing.

In the busyness, time passed quickly without him noticing.

From day to night, and then from night to the dawn, he had clearly returned to reality, but he couldn't escape staying up all night.

Finally finished!

After drinking a sip of boiled water, Ye Mo added 1 free point attribute to the mental attribute, and the fatigue in his mind was instantly cleared.

"Ha——"

Ye Mo got up and simply stretched his muscles and bones, and then simply washed up, as if he had slept last night.

Came to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

The ingredients were still fresh.

Take out flour, noodles, wonton, pumpkin, eggs, tomatoes, lettuce, etc. one by one, cut what needs to be cut, steam what needs to be steamed, boil what needs to be boiled, heat what needs to be heated, and fry what needs to be fried.

Twelve small steamed buns, a mouthful of tomato egg noodles + wonton, more than twenty pumpkin cakes, and some seasonings of Lao Gan Ma, spicy cabbage, and beef sauce, and the appetite has increased significantly again.

It's just a breakfast, leaving the refrigerator empty with only the bandits' dog food.

In the system mall, a pill of fasting pill is 100 points, which can ensure that ordinary people don't drink water or eat for half a month.

But Ye Mo is reluctant to use points to redeem it now, and even if he redeems it, he is reluctant to eat it in reality, so he can only spend the RMB in his bank card.

"…"

The system mall does not have paper money from various countries, and gold, silver and jewelry are all within 5 points. If you really can't do it, you can exchange them for jewelry. The problem is, after you exchange them, how can you exchange them for RMB without attracting attention?

Ye Mo slurped a large bowl of hot soup.

...

After breakfast, it's time to clean up.

When I came to the small garden on the balcony to water the plants, I saw that it was snowing in the imperial capital again. The snow was still piled on the ground, and white snowflakes began to float in the air again.

Ye Mo only then noticed that the air conditioner was not turned on in the room.

It was not that she could not feel the temperature in the air, but that her body's adaptability to the environment had been strengthened again, so strong that she completely ignored the surrounding environment.

Back in the bedroom, while drawing her eyebrows and putting on makeup in front of the mirror, she looked at her fair and clean oval face in the mirror and always felt that something was a little strange. Could it be that her aesthetics was influenced by the goblins?

Ye Mo put on a long camel coat, a classic style for thousands of years, pulled up the plaid scarf, put on black-framed glasses, and went downstairs with a large black garbage bag in one hand.

First, throw away the garbage, and then drive out of the community parking lot.

Surrounded by high-rise buildings made of steel and soil, the endless stream of vehicles on the streets, the bustling modern crowds, squares, gardens, shops, even street lights, trash cans, and whistles make people feel as if they are in another world. For a moment, it is difficult to distinguish between the copy and reality.

Ye Mo is not a sentimental person.

By the time she reached Majing Hutong, this strange feeling had become almost familiar. Homeland, family, friends, and career were the basis of her connection with the world. With them, everywhere was her hometown.

In the hutong, two cleaners in orange clothes were sweeping the thick snow. The branches that extended out of the courtyard wall had added a lot of trouble to them, and they had not yet cleared the middle road.

"Woof woof woof!"

Ye Mo hadn't even reached the gate of the courtyard when the barking of a dog could be heard in the courtyard.

As soon as the door was opened, a big black dog with a not-so-pure coat rushed over, 100% enthusiastic.

"Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!"

The dog's head kept sniffing at her shoes, barking loudly from time to time, as if complaining and dissatisfied, but the wildly wagging tail behind it revealed its welcome.

"Bandit."

Ye Mo also missed it very much. When he thought of his grandmother in the copy, he would also say a few words to it. He didn't care about the dog's paw prints on his clothes and shoes. He half squatted down and stroked the black dog wildly.

The technique was very skilled.

The bandit narrowed his eyes a little, and after a struggle, he was still so comfortable that he surrendered even his voice, "Woof woof woof", and his body rolled on the ground for a circle and a half.

Ye Mo flicked its head and smiled and scolded: "Silly dog!"

"Woof woof woof."

The bandit rolled over and exposed his belly.

…

There was more snow in the courtyard.

“When you called me, bandit, I knew it was you, Momo. Your uncle Ling said it wasn’t you!” Aunt Zhang Lan came out of the middle courtyard with a coat half on. “It’s snowing outside and cold. Come in quickly. There’s heating inside. Your grandma and Aunt Yang are playing here too.”

“Aunt Zhang.”

Ye Mo stood up. The bandit saw that the main gate of the courtyard was open. He was about to rush out, but was blocked by her legs. He closed the door neatly, called out “bandit”, and walked around the shadow green wall to go inside.

“Woof woof woof—”

The bandit failed to break through the gate. He lowered his head and sniffed the red painted gate twice. After looking for a hole in vain, he turned back to look for the shit shoveler. He even ran past the shit shoveler in a huff and ran inside.

"..."

Fearing that Aunt Zhang would catch a cold, Ye Mo came to her side and walked side by side with her, but found that Aunt Zhang seemed to deliberately slow down her pace and looked a little embarrassed.

"Aunt Zhang?"

"What kind of inedible things did you bring back? Who are you being polite to?" Aunt Zhang started talking, and her embarrassed look disappeared instantly. She fired like a machine gun, "There are guests in the house."

"I originally thought that your uncle Ling's friend Uncle Ji and his son came, but I didn't expect that not only them came, but also Grandpa Ji has returned to China. Before he went abroad, Grandpa Ji was a friend of your grandfather and your Grandpa Ling. Now when he comes back, the first thing he comes to visit your grandma is."

Ye Mo smiled:

"Grandpa and grandma's friend!"

Aunt Zhang glared at her and pointed directly at the target, "This Ji family boy is really good-looking, only half a year older than you, he has never been married, and now he has no girlfriend. He is also a professor at Peking University. It's just that his health and complexion look a little unhealthy, maybe he is not used to the weather in the capital."

"..."

Ye Mo is not really a man-phobic or man-rejecting person. She was also pursued and moved when she was young, and had two relationships.

Regardless of whether the man was a scumbag or not, at least she had never been particularly sad and depressed like the heroines in romance novels and romance TV dramas.

Maybe it's not fate?

She has never found the happiness and trust of the legendary love that supports each other, and it is hard for her to imagine that there will be another man in her life, so both relationships ended in failure.

Ye Mo doesn't quite agree that love is the only sacred thing in the world. Family and friendship are also sacred. If her partner is far from the standard line of family in her heart, she is unwilling to compromise.

With family, bandits, career, friends, house, car and savings, isn't such a free life good?

Ye Mo is not alone. In fact, her character is also flawed.

The flaw is that it is really difficult to accept another person who can think, have his own opinions, and live, to enter her private territory, and she has to learn the philosophy of life of equal respect for each other.

If she has this time, wouldn't it be good to read "Mathematical Physics Methods"?

Ye Mo has no idea of ​​changing her current lifestyle, not to mention that there is a copy that needs to be hidden. She is really not interested in the "one flower and high-quality man" that Aunt Zhang talked about.

"You kid!"

Aunt Zhang was a bit disappointed. She didn't care about Ye Mo even for her own son, especially after she turned 30, she didn't seem to have any intention of finding a partner.

"..."

"Aunt Zhang." Ye Mo took her arm and tried to comfort her with the coquettish look of a little girl that he hadn't seen for many years. "I'm living a comfortable life alone now, really."

"Forget it, forget it. If you have any problems in the future, go find your brother."

Zhang Lan was referring to her son Ling Xiao. She looked at the pretty young face, as if she had a beautiful daughter, patted her hands and gave instructions.

"One of the purposes of the Ji family coming here is to visit your grandmother. It doesn't matter if this thing doesn't work out. Grandpa Ji is your elder, and we still have to be polite."

"Yeah, yeah."

Ye Mo blinked.

...

Entering the main hall with Aunt Zhang Lan, the three Ji family members suddenly came into view.

Sitting opposite Grandma Ye on the soft cushion in the middle was Grandpa Ji, who looked to be in his seventies or eighties, wearing a cotton hat and a Tang suit, with a long white beard and many wrinkles on his face, but his eyes were still energetic.

Uncle Ji, Aunt Ji and Uncle Ling sat together. The couple was seven or eight years older than Uncle Ling, but they paid great attention to maintenance, and seemed to be a little younger in terms of face and figure.

"Grandpa Ji, Uncle Ji, Aunt Ji, hello." Ye Mo greeted the two elders first, paused, and nodded politely to Ji Li, whom Aunt Zhang mentioned, "Hello."

Ji Li is tall and thin, but not thin. He is as tall as a pine tree. The lines on his face are sharp, with sword-like eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and deep eyes. He is indeed handsome.

Aunt Zhang said that he was in poor health because Ji Li's face was too pale. If it weren't for his strong appearance, it might not be simply described as "poor health".

The reason why Ye Mo paused was very simple. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a faint smell of blood. The smell of blood came from Ji Li. Others could not smell it because their sense of smell was not sensitive enough.

Bloody smell?

It was not the first time Ye Mo smelled this.

The bloody smell on Ji Li and the bloody smell on the body of the necromancer Li, the survivor of the dungeon, were not from a single wound on the body. They were all emitted from the inside out, and the smell was very faint.

It was so faint that it was difficult to distinguish this bloody smell.