But what is very strange is that after Gu Xiaopang clearly knew the humiliation of the part that belonged to Song Guo, after seeing this test paper again, he only had one feeling in his heart: it was really TM cool.

Maybe such a person should have come out back then to dominate the shame of the Song Kingdom?

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

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

And his professor, who has always been known for his strictness in the history of the Song Dynasty, was staring at him with a strange look, and choked out the following words with his throat: "Gu Baimeng, have you been daydreaming too much, and you just woke up!"

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

Gu Xiaopang, who was glared at by the professor like this, immediately shrank his neck, retracted into his small corner very unproductively, and began to turn the pen in his hand triumphantly.

Hmph, I know that you, a perverted teacher, must not be at ease, and deliberately made such an extremely rigorous test paper, waiting for us to jump.

If anyone really answers the question according to this line of thought in order not to hand in the blank papers, let alone the score at that time, it is estimated that eating a duck egg will be considered light.

Gu Xiaopang can now imagine in the next class that the students around him who have fallen into the trap and are struggling to write will be greeted by how angry their professors are because of their efforts at this time.

He maintained such a confident state until the bell rang at the end of the exam, and then he proudly handed over the test paper in his hand, and walked out of the examination room with a majestic spirit in the surprised eyes of the squad leader who collected the papers.

Ah, this last subject is over, and the happy summer vacation is coming.

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

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

The thin monkey used all his strength to fall on him, and chatted idly about topics related to the test questions just now: "Hey, fat man, you have studied the most solidly, tell me, how many generations of the Gu family began to marry our Zhao clansmen?"

This question directly asked the fat man, he subconsciously touched the thin monkey's braincase, and asked: "I said Zhao Monkey, haven't you woken up yet?"

"Which of these two are they?"

As soon as he heard that the fat man pretended to be stupid, the thin monkey became anxious, he grabbed the other party's arm, pointed to his nose, and then pointed to the fat man's nose and said, "Just the marriage of your Gu family clan and our Zhao family clan." ”

"Since then, the relationship between our two families has eased significantly. ”

"Later, your Gu family produced top martial artists, and our old Zhao family contributed money, have you forgotten this?"

"Wait, wait!" Gu Baimeng Gu Little Fat Man, using his meaty hands full of pits to stop his friend from continuing to go crazy.

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

"yes!"

"Ha! How is it possible, my family is good at selling meat, even if we have shares in the meat factory, and there are more than a dozen chain supermarket meat stalls, but that is also selling meat, do you understand?"

"What, the clan, how many years have they perished, and now there is barely a Kong family can still see it, aren't you suffering from heat stroke?" Say, have you recently clicked on the Chinese network and watched more?"

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

And that's not all.

Immediately afterwards, the thin monkey took out a copy of the Zhao family tree, with a yellow cover, which was still a reading book published by the Song State Publishing House in 1998.

Then he shouted to Gu Xiaopang like a fan: "See? Who is the one who didn't wake up? You look at the schoolbag yourself, our Gu and Zhao families have been using a genealogy as a book for enlightenment since childhood." ”

"Can you show me the genealogy of your Gu family and let me verify it?"

As soon as he heard the thin monkey's words, Gu Xiaopang groped twice from his crossbody bag in disbelief, and really took out a copy of the Gu family tree, but the book had a black cover, and the format was no different from the Zhao family.

By the time Gu Xiaopang opened the genealogy, the fat on his entire face began to tremble.

"This, this, this..."

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

"Founding Ancestor: Gu Zheng"

"The feat of opening the mountain: with the blood of the royal dragon, the road to martial arts. ”

"Merit: Hand blade royal scum: Zhao Ji, Zhao Huan, a clear and clear Song Dynasty, the people rushed to tell each other, and the soldiers always felt their merits. Create the concept that the supreme imperial power still needs to be supervised, so that the royal family of later generations will no longer dare to do whatever they want, and the people will not care about the country. He is a role model for those who have studied martial arts in my generation. ”

"Later generations of Zhao Dan, when Zhao Ji was hedonistic and did not want to wake up, it was the descendants of the Gu family who hung a knife on their necks, so that the royal family and ministers chose another master to save the country from fire and water several times. ”

"It should be the first loyal family of the Song Kingdom. ”

Okay, it's fantastic.

After reading this genealogy, which seemed to be a show of merit, Gu Zheng hurriedly flipped through the other history of the Song Dynasty in his hand.

And as the pages of the literature were opened, those printed fonts were all applied to the unbelievable test questions he had just seen on the test paper, how did they come about.

Could it be said?

Seeing this, Gu Xiaopang had a frightened guess, he suddenly forgot about the past in the direction of the thin monkey, and asked very abruptly: "Hey, thin man, what year is this year?"

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

Hey, what about the universal Gregorian calendar, is it dead in 2017?

"Where does my family live?"

"Your family lives in Kaifeng, the capital. ”

"What's the name of this university we're studying?"

"Kaifeng University, the world's No. 1 university, what's wrong, fatty, you won't start pretending to be crazy and stupid because it's about to be the time to worship your ancestors, and you don't want to go home and suffer, right?"

As soon as the thin man's funny expression was made, Gu Xiaopang suddenly squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

"I'm going, I've crossed, I've crossed, I've crossed over, parallel worlds, hey, thin man, can you pinch me?"

Although this request was strange, the thin man complied.

"It hurts, it's not a dream, hahahaha!"

Gu Xiaopang's fleshy arm was directly pinched out of two purple handprints, but it still couldn't hide his excited state at this time.

And just as he began to get up from the ground and dance, a faint voice sounded behind him.

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

And such a familiar voice also made Gu Xiaopang turn his head in surprise and look in the direction of the person who made this voice: "Old lady!"

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

Then when Gu Xiaopang ran over to this side, his mouth was still shouting as before: "Oh, my son, he's lost weight again." ”

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

The only difference is that the taste of the mother in the original world is on par with the pig-killing knife, and the current old lady's taste is not a little higher.

Seeing that her son was so vigorous, the Gu family's mother took the fat man's hand, and after politely saying a few words to the thin man about coming to the house for dinner after worshipping the ancestors, she began to drag him towards a super luxurious extended version of the luxury car parked at the school gate.

While walking, don't forget to cheer up the fat man.

"Son, don't be afraid, when you worship your ancestors this year, if you don't want to take over that Raushzi's Assassin Alliance's class. ”

"I'll let your damn daddy do it for a few more years. ”

"What years have you been here, and you are still forcing people to dance with knives and guns, and you are still talking about it, and the descendants should shoulder the responsibility. ”

"I don't believe it, if you don't do this, can this group of old guys let you not have a surname Gu?"

Seeing that the old lady was still a defender who always stood on her side, Gu Baimeng's heart became a little more steady.

He was really apprehensive about the so-called ancestor worship of the Gu family.

This world is so crazy, if in the process of worshipping the ancestors, the ancestor of the Gu family found out that he was actually a visitor from another world, what should I do?

But when it really came to the time for the Gu family to worship their ancestors, Gu Xiaopang knew that he was thinking too much.

When they came to the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, in the gentle town, after opening the huge ancestral house like a temple, the Gu family's huge more than 100 people who had reached the level of ancestor worship walked into the sacrificial hall full of tablets.

The ancestors of the Gu family have been buried here for a long time, they enjoy the incense of future generations, and then use huge faith to bless these pious future generations.

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

Here, he felt a piety for no reason.

As a member of the same surname Gu, he didn't have any embarrassment and kowtowed to the tablet.

And when Gu Xiaopang kowtowed three times reverently, and stood up from the sacrificial ranking again, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything.

It was only at the last moment that he heard the words of some joy and excitement from his father: "Don't touch him, everyone, he is blessed by his ancestors, and his ancestors have given him dreams!"

And Gu Xiaopang, who lost his last consciousness, even if it was for his father, he had to scold: feudal superstition is unacceptable!

It's obviously heat stroke, right?

But in this fantasy world, it's really not about heat stroke that can explain what follows.

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