Escape to the desert and farming: the doomsday boss dressed as the best eldest sister

The clay pots were just plain, not even sealed properly.

When it was salvaged again, the already fragile bones inside were even more dirty due to unreasonable disasters.

Li Wenli and Bai Junjun froze for a moment.

If the Fire Eaters know that they have committed a big taboo, will they break up?

Bai Junjun Fue didn't know how to deal with it. Just after he finished talking about the fox's actions, he made a big one. This is good, how to deal with the mess?

Li Wenli also smiled awkwardly: "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Speaking of which, Li Wenli manipulated the wind to turn out all the contents of the clay pot. Among them, Bai Junjun saw with sharp eyes that there were many scrolls in the last clay pot, but the scrolls were also so wet that they couldn't see their original appearance.

Li Wenli calmly used the water system ability to clean all the things polluted by the mud, and then flames appeared above the bones. The flames did not get close to the bones but emitted amazing heat, quickly drying up the wet bones and scrolls, and finally The wind blows away the lingering heat.

After this careful treatment, those bones are even more clean and new than before.

Li Wenli was very satisfied with his labor, and after finishing everything, he lifted it up with the wind and put it back into the clay jar.

The venue became clean again, and Li Wenli looked at Bai Junjun as if asking for credit: "Is the eldest lady satisfied? This can be regarded as a round of maintenance for the ancestors of the fire-eating clan, and even the problem of being eaten by ants has been solved for them." .”

Bai Junjun gave him a thumbs up in admiration, without saying a word, he went to the clay jar from which many scrolls were taken out and took them out to read.

However, most of these scrolls are strange ghostly symbols, which look like secret words left by the ancestors of the Fire-Eating Clan, or the results of their divination. In short, Bai Junjun can't understand.

The only familiar scroll was made of the same material as Junshang's Stories. When I opened it, I saw that there were markings on agricultural tools and water conservancy.

Bai Junjun heaved a sigh of relief knowing that he had made no mistake.

Then Bai Junjun activated the wood-type ability to re-build a altar for them on this platform, and put the clay jars back around the altar.

Now, surrounded by crocodiles, the messy and desolate altar became solemn and tidy again, and Bai Junjun simply built a Kangzhuang bridge on this platform without doing anything else.

The bridge rose from the ground like an arch bridge, connecting the platform to the shore. The wood of the bridge was solid and tight, and it looked like it was cut from old trees.

After finishing everything here, the two threw the crocodile into the space garden, and then went home gracefully.

I wasted a little time here, and it was just in time for dinner when I went home.

In everyone's memory, the two were clearly still in the bridal chamber, but at this moment they had come out to eat like the most ordinary couples.

It's just that Bai Junjun still only wears a ponytail, not a woman's bun.

Wenren Pingting couldn't help but hold her forehead, and decided to give this girl a lesson in female morality another day, as if she had forgotten all of these things after fleeing famine for three years.

For those who will become queens in the future, these things should be retrieved.

However, Bai Junjun didn't know that she was about to meet the most strict and obsessive-compulsive female teacher in history. When she saw the rich dishes, she immediately sat down generously.

I thought that the couple would have dinner together in the bridal chamber and then the dawn of spring, but they came out very down-to-earth and changed into their normal clothes.

Everyone is happier.