Since that's the case... I'll meditate for a moment first.

Xu Qiji's consciousness became deeper.

Calm and calm, the feeling of "ascending" comes again.

[Huh? That senior mutton is summoning me again?] Xu ​​Qiji's heart moved.

He did not resist this feeling of "ascending" and chose to cooperate actively.

After ascending for a while, Xu Qiji felt his consciousness lit up and entered a brand new space.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a gentle man with a dirty face, with a strange smile on his face and pinching his hands on a ball of mud.

This time it was not Mr. Muppet, but Mr. Mo.

Xu Qiji's sudden appearance made Mr. Mo's face stiffen with an aunt's smile.

The mud balls in my hand almost broke down.

"Mr. Mo, are you playing with mud?" Xu Qiji asked curiously.

It wasn't cold this day, so Mr. Mo was going to play with mud in Dongbei?

"Making pottery." Mr. Mo coughed lightly to remind Xu Qiji.

He is not playing with mud, he is pinching pottery.

"Oh, pottery making. So that's it." Xu Qiji looked around. Sure enough, there were many bottles on the side, which looked like they were all pottery burned by Mr. Mo, but most of them were semi-finished and had not been colored yet.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Mo has a wide range of hobbies. In addition to fishing, he can also make pottery.

Maybe even burn glass?

I always feel that Mr. Mo is like a retired old man, and he has to make things easy and he is very idle.

As he thought about it, Xu Qiji saw the other side again. The pottery on this side became even more exquisite and beautiful, and they were all painted and looked pleasing to the eye.

"The thrush seems to like pottery very much, it's a pity..." Xu Qiji said, and sighed regretfully.

Mr. Mo is not an ordinary place. Unless there are some very special things, they cannot be brought in at all.

At present, the only mask he can bring into Mr. Mo's space is the mask made by Senior Muppets.

"Do you want?" Seeing Xu Qiji's expression of "wanting", Mr. Mo smiled on his face - it is also a very beautiful thing for someone to appreciate his work.

"I want it, but I can't take it back." Xu Qiji shook his head.

"Next time, next time, I'll get you a pottery that you can bring back, but it will be a little troublesome to make." Mo Sheng wiped his face first, and the mud on his face became even bigger.

But under such circumstances, he can still maintain a gentle temperament, and he really can't learn temperament.

"Is there something wrong with me this time?" Mr. Mo asked again-he had set up a barrier to avoid, but Xu Qiji actually bumped into him.

In this way, his future privacy is a bit worrying.

"I got the same treasure as a mask, so I was thinking about looking for Mr. Mo." After Xu Qiji said that, he took out the glasses and handed them to Mr. Mo.

"So fast?" Mr. Mo took the glasses, his eyes lit up, as bright as stars.

This treasure is so important to him!

"What do you want?" Mr. Mo looked up and said to Xu Qiji.
Chapter completed!