"deep…"

Dong Yuefeng stared blankly at the quaint writing.

In the silence, only Bai Ze's snoring kept ringing.

The old man helped his forehead, and thought naturally: "...Is it Fu Sheng Yan Yuan?"

"The benevolent man who restrained himself and returned to propriety?"

"He actually has such...so..."

The old man was at a loss for words, for a moment he didn't know how to describe the boldness and uprightness revealed in these words, and he didn't know what was going on. Looking at these words, it was the owner of the museum that came to mind, and finally his voice paused, Weirdly said:

"Is there such a frank and upright side?"

"It seems that some stereotyped impressions cannot be fully believed. Yan Yuan has never been an official, and he seems to be right. However, as gentle and refined as him, he will say, "You can kill but not humiliate. You can't be a minister to the emperor." I don't care about the princes, is that so?"

"This, this is too..."

The old man sighed: "This is too straightforward."

"It's almost as good as the owner of the guard."

………

The **** who supported the sky has returned to the form of a human being, but it is hard to say how good his mood is. Ordinary humans, beasts, and even gods cannot hurt him, because he is a **** who can bear the concept of the sky, but now , Jiuli added the destructive power of Tianzhu level, which really traumatized him.

Even if it is to restore human form.

His right arm is still empty, and he doesn't need makeup at all to play The Legend of Condor Heroes.

At this moment, the angry and painful God of Supporting the Sky looked dull and expressionless.

But it wasn't the defeat that caused his expressionless face and complicated emotions.

It's because he is surrounded by a bunch of people in the form of monsters in Kunlun Mountains and Seas.

The hot pot was steaming hot, with all kinds of food in it, mutton slices, duck blood, and vegetables, Shi Yi sat down without changing his face, and then took out a portion of hot pot noodles and put it into the pot casually.

The craftsmanship is almost so proficient that it amazes the little waiter next to him.

He lowered his head heavily and looked at Shi Yi: "What do you mean by bringing me here...?"

"Don't want to come?"

Shi Yi said concisely: "Then can you still fight now?"

Heavy silence, shook his head.

Shi Yi wondered: "Then you can't fight, are you going to cry?"

Heavy anger.

"of course not!"

Shi Yi stretched out his chopsticks to soak his hairy belly in the soup, calmly and rationally said:

"Then you can neither fight nor cry, why don't you come to eat?"

Heavy:"……"

I couldn't even refute it.

Jufu, who was drunk next to him, said with a big tongue: "Old Shi, be careful, you can just rinse your hairy belly for seven seconds, otherwise you will be too old after the heat is over."

Shi Yi adjusted his sunglasses: "In terms of time, I never make mistakes."

And Chong sat down expressionlessly.

After a while, there was an apron with the words "Hailao" written on it.

A bow tie was thoughtfully tied on the broken left arm.

Shi Yi nodded, fell silent for three seconds, turned his head away, and his shoulders twitched.

Then jerked violently.

Turning his head, without changing his face, he said seriously:

"suitable for you."

Chong viciously stuffed the meat slices covered in sesame sauce into his mouth, which seemed to be the credit of the food. The expression on his face seemed to be less stiff and violent, which was somewhat better. Back then, he also ate a lot of human food with Zhuanxu. Those who said they were making troubles only knew how to make troubles and sneered behind their backs.

If you should eat, you still have to eat, and you have to drink water when you are thirsty, to put it bluntly.

It's the evil villain who is crazy and cool in various martial arts dramas.

You are trying to plot the world, you still have to wipe your shit, don't use paper if you have the ability.

He said again: "Anyway, thank you for saving me and throwing away your salary card."

"I owe you a favor."

Shi Yi replied: "Okay, I will remember this favor."

"I just had something I wanted."

"What?"

"Is there any clay left for Nuwa to make people? After all, you are still carrying the sky. Nuwa gave you some as a reward back then, right?"

Even though the clay that Nü Wa created was extremely valuable, Chong nodded without hesitation.

"There's still some left."

Shi Yi nodded.

Zhong still said slowly:

"After all, it was I who caused you to voluntarily give up the reward you got for traveling in the world."

Shi Yi's face was calm: "It's okay."

The question and answer were extremely cold and decisive.

Neither Shi Yi nor Chong seemed to have lost face to the gods at this time.

At this time, Shi Yi raised his right hand, shook his palm, and directly hung down a pile of salary cards, without changing his expression, he added:

"Anyway, I have other salary cards."

Chong, who had just promised to take out a copy of Nuwa's human-made clay, looked dull:

"Um??!"

Shi Yi replied slowly:

"Money is the result that workers get after completing tasks within a certain period of time, and as the **** of time, it is actually reasonable for me to work 300 jobs at the same time, isn't it?"

"Control time, speed up time."

"The work that needs to be counted is compressed and completed within one second."

Heavy:"……"

Shi Yi took a heavy look: "As for what you are doing these days, I have a good place to go."

On the second day, during the daytime, he was wearing half-sleeves and a camouflage uniform outside. He was standing on a construction site, and the contractor patted him on the shoulder. It’s okay, it’s okay, I heard that your physical training is very good?”

"Don't worry, we charge by piece here."

With steel bars on his heavy shoulders, he gritted his teeth and looked at Shi Yi: "You..."

"How can you live like this!"

"How can you tolerate such treatment? Take the initiative to do these inferior things? How can you mix with them?!"

He was extremely angry.

Shi Yi answered calmly as usual:

"Because I am a god."

"you……!"

For a moment, I couldn't say anything more.

It's just that for some reason, I always feel that I seem to have forgotten something.

what is it

………

"Yesterday, a huge earthquake occurred in the Guanzhong area, and it has been contained."

"The Mausoleum of the First Emperor, the Qianling Mausoleum suffered some damage."

"There were no casualties."

A person looked down at the news feed on his mobile phone, and in Qianling, because he was hit by the wrathful **** of supporting the sky, Pangu Yuandian, the whole underground collapsed, and finally when the battle took place in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor not far from here , a girl who should have been placed in a coffin opened her eyes.

"...Looks like it's gone."

She reached out, pushed the coffin away, jumped out, and patted the clothes.

"Strange...why, I don't remember anything."

"Where is this place?"

She murmured in confusion.

The reshaped body of the God of Supporting the Sky walked out of the dark Qianling Tomb, went outside, and was arranged as a lingering tourist to get on a bus and return to the city, and finally saw this world that was completely different from the subconscious world, the girl They are all crushed and ravaged by the times, whispering.

She walked aimlessly and aimlessly.

Such a picture seems to be lost, or it is easy to be deceived by the lack of knowledge, at least it looks very deceptive, and it falls into the eyes of some caring people, especially the dignified and beautiful face of the remodeled body, naturally Attracted the eyes of some people with ulterior motives.

The two enthusiastic women who looked like the aunts next door looked at each other.

‘What a pretty girl. '

'Have you lost it? Heh...it looks like a student at first glance, so confusing. '

'Then who doesn't want to find a wife for his son? '

‘Oh, yes, this figure and appearance... tsk tsk, it’s worth it. '

The two women approached with harmless smiles and said hello:

"Hello... little girl."

The girl turned her head, her eyes were dazed, innocent and harmless, she was quite weak and easy to trick the little white rabbit into a soft smile.

………

"So, I left Taotie for the time being, and I don't know how to deal with him. In the current situation, Kunlun is neutral. It's hard to say that the mountain gods from all walks of life in Kunlun will help us. There are Chiyou and Gonggong in the world. There are scattered mountains and seas, and there is still a complete and huge wilderness."

"As well as the ancient emperors, the two gods, and Hun Chao who died because of them."

"There is also Jiuyou, and the legendary ruins."

"I always feel that the world doesn't seem so huge anymore."

"What should I do? Sometimes I really feel a bit in a dilemma, and I have a terrible headache."

The emperor whispered and replied: "Naturally, we must use up our remaining strength and try to counterattack..."

"Since it is said that King Yu has completely separated the other party, he has already given a chance."

"Conquer the weak first..."

"Then subdue the powerful... As for the neither strong nor weak, it will naturally be under control."

The whispering voice slowly sank. It was originally a short recovery, and the first emperor, whose soul had not been able to fully condense, closed his eyes. After experiencing childhood experiences, he fell asleep peacefully in the presence of other people. .

"Really, to put it simply, I'm not you."

Wei Yuan whispered a few words, seeing that the emperor was sleeping peacefully, his brows were relaxed, not as tightly wrinkled as in the past.

When Bai Qi saw that Wei Yuan was holding the iron eagle sword, the emperor was still sleeping peacefully, with a sigh in his eyes, Wei Yuan stretched out his finger to his lips, motioning for Lord Wu An to come out with him, and then heaved a sigh of relief, the ear A familiar voice came.

It's Zhu Jiuyin—

After solving the external affairs, come back.

something.

Wei Yuan nodded slightly. In fact, he also had a lot of things to ask. Even if Zhu Jiuyin didn't look for him, he would go back and ask. As a mortal in the first life, Wei Yuan was not qualified to touch such things as mythology. He had heard about it a little bit, so he had to ask clearly, and he had already vaguely felt what this so-called mythical concept really meant.

The mythological concept of the gods…

And, why the heroes who once fought with the gods and gods in prehistoric times must have their own handed down weapons.

Xuanyuan Sword, Chiyou Demon Soldier, Xingtian Axe, Shennong Whip, Trailing Shadow Sword, Sun Shooting Bow.

What is the connection between the two.

But we still have to wait for Zhu Jiuyin to say it in person. Before that, Wei Yuan has to solve one thing. He turned around and saw a refined expression. He looked like a man in his forties, still handsome and handsome, His eyes are as deep as the white of the deep sea, and the latter smiles back.

Wei Yuan grabbed the phone subconsciously.

………

After half a day.

Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

The old celestial master saw Wei Yuan who came suddenly in front of him.

I was startled in my heart: "You, what are you doing again?!"

Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and said, "Of course I'm bringing you wine, haha, fellow Daoist Zhang, don't be polite, don't be polite, come on, this is the wine I got from traveling during this period of time, and it's specially brought to you. This one is from the Great Wilderness Mao Republic The wine has a clear taste, you must try it, and this one, this one is brewed by the divine beast Bai Ze himself, this one, this one is brewed by the old mountain master Chongwu of the Kunlun **** line with all the fruits in the mountain."

"And this, this is brewed by the mountain **** of Taiqi with the clear spring in the mountain, this, and this is also a must drink haha, haha, the nine virtues of the sky, the **** of water made it by himself with the water that gave birth to divinity, good stuff, Good stuff!"

Wei Yuan had a gentle smile, and the inside of his sleeve robe looked like a mountain.

Keep taking out bottles of rare wine that are rare in the world.

In a short while, the old Taoist's table was filled with legendary wines, Zhang Ruosu's eyeballs were almost glued together. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he said, "Be courteous for nothing, Wei Yuan."

He pondered: "Could it be that the old Taoist priest is dying?"

"How come, I think you are in good health and can live for hundreds of years."

The old man was suspicious: "But you are so kind to me suddenly, I always feel that my life is over."

"Or what did you do?"

Wei Yuan laughed heartily: "Oh, look at you, what can I do?!"

"No, I just miss you. I think I have to bring you some good wine, Zhang Daoyou. If you don't like it, I will send it to Mr. Lin Shouyi." Zhang Ruosu took it dubiously. He took out a bottle of wine, squinted his eyes and smelled it, and said with a face full of intoxication:

"Then what's the matter with you?"

"It's actually nothing."

"Just a friend who wants to introduce you."

Wei Yuan said honestly.

After the old man carefully poured out a glass of wine, he took a sip.

He pointed to the figure that appeared behind him, and said, "Let me introduce you."

"This is my senior."

"Bai Qi."

PS: The third change today... 3,800 words

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