But what's very strange is that after Gu Xiaopang knew the humiliation of the Song Dynasty clearly, after seeing this test paper, there was only one feeling in his heart: it was so cool.

Maybe such a person should have come out and slaughtered all the shame of Song State?

But as soon as he finished laughing, he couldn't be happy.

Because in the originally very solemn exam scene, because of his sudden laughter, all the students who were answering the papers looked at him with neurotic eyes.

And his professor of Song Dynasty history, who is always known for his sternness, was staring at him with a strange look, and squeezed the following words in his throat: "Gu Baimeng, are you a daydream? Too much, just woke up!"

"If you don't want to answer my test paper, you can leave this classroom!"

Gu Xiaopang, who was stared at by the professor, immediately shrunk his neck and drew back into his small corner without any ambition, and began to triumphantly turn the fountain pen in his hand.

Hum, you know that your perverted teacher must have been uneasy, deliberately making such an extremely rigorous test paper, waiting for us to jump.

If anyone really answers the questions in this way in order not to hand in a blank paper, let alone a score, it is estimated that eating a duck egg will be considered light.

Gu Xiaopang can now imagine in the next class that he has already fallen into the trap of the classmates who are struggling to write, and because of the hard work at this time, he will meet the anger of his professor.

He maintained such a confident state, until the end of the exam, the bell rang, and then triumphantly handed in the test papers in his hand. In the surprised eyes of the squad leader who collected the papers, he walked out of the examination room with grandeur and grandeur. .

Ah, this last subject is over, and a happy summer vacation is approaching.

When Gu Xiaopang was about to sigh, there was a person behind him suddenly, who saved his shoulder, rubbing his head on his fleshy arm for a while.

Don't think about it, this is Zhao Defa, his best friend and hometown in the same dormitory.

While this thin monkey fell on him with all his strength, he chatted about topics related to the test questions just now: "Hey, fat man, you are the most solid in your studies. Tell me, that Gu's is from How many generations of grandsons began to marry with our Zhao family?"

This question was directly overwhelmed by the fat man. He subconsciously touched the skinny monkey's head and asked, "I said Monkey King, are you still not awake? What is the Gu family and Zhao family?"

"Which are these two?"

When the fat man pretended to be dumb and stunned, the thin monkey got anxious. He grabbed the other's arm, pointed to his nose, and then pointed to the fat man's nose and said, "As far as the marriage of your Gu family and our Zhao family is concerned. what."

"Since then, the mutually supportive relationship between our two families has been significantly eased."

"Later, your Gu family came out of top martial arts scholars, and our old Zhao family paid out people and paid for it. Have you forgotten that?"

"Wait? Wait!" Gu Baimeng, Gu Xiaochu, used his fleshy hands to stop his friend from going crazy.

"Wait a minute, are you saying that our two families are clans?"

"Yes!"

"Ha! It's possible that my family sells meat well, even if it has shares in Roulian Factory, there are more than a dozen meat stalls in supermarket chains, but they are also meat sellers, don't you understand?"

"Huh, the clan has been perished for many years, and now it is barely enough to see the Kong family. Are you suffering from heat stroke? Say, have you read more novels on the Chinese website recently?"

As soon as the fat man’s words fell, the thin monkey on the side rolled his eyes, took out a thick book of Song Dynasty history that could be used as an encyclopedia dictionary directly from the backpack he was carrying, and handed it to Gu Xiaopang’s hand. .

This is not over yet.

Immediately after that, the thin monkey took out a book of the Zhao family tree, with a yellow cover, which was also a book published by Song State Publishing House in 1998.

Then he shouted at Gu Xiaopang like a fan: "Did you see it? Who is it that didn't wake up? You look at the schoolbag for yourself. We Gu and Zhao's family have been handed a family tree for enlightenment since childhood. Readings."

"You show me the genealogy of your Gu's family and let me verify it?"

Upon hearing the words of the thin monkey, Gu Xiaopang dubiously fumbled twice from his messenger bag, and he really took out a copy of the Gu family tree, but the book had a black cover, and the format was nothing. It's no different from Zhao's.

When Gu Xiaopang opened up the genealogy, the fat on his entire face began to tremble.

"This, this, this..."

"Gu, an assassin, a descendant of the heroic lineage."

"Master Founder: Gu Zheng"

"Feat of pioneering the mountain: using the blood of the royal dragon to prove the road to martial arts."

"Achievements: Hand-bladed royal scum: Zhao Ji, Zhao Huan, once we are in the great Song Dynasty, thousands of miles away, the people will tell each other, and the soldiers will always feel the merit. The creation of the supreme imperial power still requires supervision, so that the future royal family will no longer dare to do whatever they want. Even the common people are ignorant of the situation. It is a model for our generation of martial artists."

"Later Zhao Dun, when Zhao Ji was indulging in enjoyment and not being alert, it was the descendants of the Gu family who carried a knife on their necks, so that the royal family and the ministers chose another master to save the country from water and fire several times."

"As the first loyal family of Song Dynasty."

Okay, fantasy.

After reading the genealogy that looked like a gong, Gu Zheng quickly flipped through the other Song History in his hand.

And as the pages of the literature were turned over, those printed fonts all applied for the incredible test questions he had just seen on the test paper. How did it come?

Could it be that?

Seeing this, Gu Xiaopang had a horrified guess, he suddenly forgot to go in the direction of the thin monkey, and asked abruptly: "Hey, thin man, how many years is this year?"

"Oh, this year, it is the eighteenth year of Chunyang, July, what's the matter with Fatty?"

Hello! What about the Gregorian calendar used in the world? Is it dead in 2017?

"Where do I live?"

"Your family lives in Kaifeng, the capital."

"What is the name of the university we went to?"

"Kaifeng University, the world's number one, what's wrong, Fatty, you don't want to start pretending to be crazy because it's about to be the time to worship the ancestors, and you don't want to go home and suffer the crime?"

When the funny expression of the thin man had just made him, Gu Xiaopang squatted on the ground with his head in his arms.

"I went, crossed, crossed, parallel world, hey! Thin, you pinch me?"

Although this request was strange, Thin Man complied with it.

"Oh! It hurts, not a dream, hahahaha!"

Gu Xiaopang's fleshy arms were directly pinched out with two purple handprints, but they still couldn't conceal his state of excitement at this time.

And just as he started to stand up from the ground and dance, a faint voice rang behind him.

"Son, did you dream again during the exam?"

And such a familiar voice made Gu Xiaopang turn his head in surprise, and looked in the direction of the person who made the voice: "My old lady!"

The old lady who loved him the most in the world is now standing behind him and looking at him with a smile.

Then when Gu Xiaopang ran over here, he still shouted as usual: "Oh, my son, he has lost weight again."

And after careful observation, Gu Xiaopang, who ran to his mother, finally came to a conclusion that the mother in this world is exactly the same as the mother in the original world.

The only difference is that the original mother's taste in the world is in line with the killing pig knife, but the current old lady's taste is not even a little bit high.

Seeing that her son was so alive and well, Gu's mother took the fat man's hand and made two polite words with the thin man that he had come to eat at home after offering sacrifices to the ancestors, and then began to drag him toward the school gate. A super luxurious extended version of the luxury car walked over.

Don't forget to cheer up the fat man while walking.

"Son, don't be afraid, when you sacrifice to the ancestors this year, if you don't want to take the Assassin League class of Rao Shizi."

"I will let your dead ghost father work for a few more years."

"It's been a long time, and it's forcing people to dance with swords and guns. If they say anything, the direct line should shoulder the responsibility."

"I don't believe it anymore, you don't do this anymore, can these old guys still let you ignore your last name?"

Gu Baimeng felt a little at ease when he saw that my old lady was still standing on his side ~ lightnovelpub.net~ Gu Baimeng.

He was really worried about the so-called Gu family's ancestor worship.

The world is so crazy. What if the ancestor of the Gu family discovered that he was actually a visitor from another world in the process of ancestor worship?

But when it was the moment when the Gu family worshipped the ancestors, Gu Xiaopang knew that he had thought about it too much.

When they came to the Jiangnan water town, in the gentle town, after opening the huge temple-like ancestral house, the Gu family’s huge ancestors reached the level of ancestor worshipers, and they walked in all together. A sacrificial hall full of tablets.

The ancestors and ancestors of the Gu family were buried here. They enjoyed the incense of future generations, and then used their immense faith to protect these pious descendants.

When Gu Baimeng entered the temple, his whole heart calmed down.

Here, he felt a sense of piety for no reason.

As a member of the same surname Gu, he didn't feel embarrassed, so he kowtowed towards the tablet.

And when Gu Xiaopang kowtowed three times sincerely, and stood up from the front of the priest's ranking again, his eyes were black and he didn't know anything.

He just heard some happy and excited words from his father in the last moments: "Don't touch him, everyone, he is blessed by his ancestors, and the ancestors gave him a dream!"

And Gu Xiaopang, who had lost his last consciousness, even if he was facing his father, he still had to curse: Feudal superstition is too bad!

This is obviously heat stroke, okay?

But in this fantasy world, it's really not possible to use heat stroke to explain the rest.

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ps: Push the book "Retrograde My 1997", go back to 1997, and regain life.