Yumon didn't react.

The little girl didn't know if this bold girl was a distinguished guest in the house, and when she yelled at her, she didn't know what to do, so she ran back with a cower.

At this time, an older mother in the crowd took the lead and stood up and politely asked Yumeng at first.

"May I ask what is the origin of the girl, is she a distinguished guest in this house?"

What distinguished guests?

Yumeng didn't know how to answer in her heart, so she turned around and looked behind her, dozens of pairs of eyes stared at her curiously, making her a little overwhelmed.

She turned her head to look behind her again to make sure there was no one else, before turning again.

Then she stood up and paced a small step to the left.

All the heads turned to the right.

She took another small step to the right.

Those heads still follow her.

She pointed to herself and asked the mother in front of her tremblingly, "Can you see me?"

The mother was stunned by her question.

But the next moment, she seemed to understand something, and beckoned behind her, "It's a madman, arrest her." ”

When Yumeng heard this, he felt that something was wrong, and shouted loudly, "Strange Seven, Strange Seven, come and save me!"

Strange Seven did not appear in front of him obediently as if he was summoned, but Yumeng himself, who had been held up by several middle-aged men, was ready to be thrown out.

Yumeng suddenly thought of something, and shouted to the guards holding him, "I want to see the general, I know him, I am his guest!"

When the guards heard this, they all paused.

After all, I have never seen this woman in fancy clothes, if it is really a distinguished guest, it is not a great sin to let herself be thrown out.

With that, a group of people put Yumeng down.

At this time, Yumeng saw Strange Seven who had just come from the west and hurriedly greeted him.

Yu Meng: "Strange Seven, come here, I'm here!"

Hearing this, Strange Seven ran over from the bridge and asked her what was going on.

Yumeng didn't know how to explain it, so he began to complain about the attitude of the guards in the house.

A group of guards who had relented their hearts saw her alone in the same place, acting in front of the air for a while, and then regained their original toughness, put her up again, and threw her out according to the original plan.

It's safe to say she's a lunatic.

Yu Meng sat on the ground outside the mansion gate, rubbing his arms, and constantly scolding the street in his heart.

Strange Seven also came out of it and hurriedly asked about her injuries.

Yumeng wondered, "Why can't they see you?"

Strange Seven didn't know, "What the hell is going on?"

Yumeng shook her head, not knowing what to say, and she didn't know herself.

Suddenly you can be seen, and you are caught off guard!

Yumeng was about to get up and leave, but the fierce guard at the door scolded her to get away.

"Xiaorou?"

Lu Zheng stood at the door, his eyes full of worry.

He slowly walked down the steps, "Xiaorou, why are you here?"

Yumeng covered her face, and knew that he had admitted her mistake without looking, and she refused hesitantly, "I...... I'm not Xiaorou, you must be wrong, I'm a crazy ......"

Before Yu Meng finished speaking, he was taken into his arms by Lu Zheng.

Strange Seven, who was originally half-squatting on the ground, opened his mouth wide at this time as if he was watching a good show.

Lu Zheng's voice began to whimper, "Xiaorou, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hidden it from you, ...... that day"

Yu Meng blocked Lu Zheng's mouth with his hand, which was about to express his emotions, which looked a little ambiguous.

Yu Meng hurriedly explained, "No, you listen to my explanation, I'm really not Xiaorou." ”

The word me, she dragged out a long tail note.

Lu Zheng was stunned, but the next moment, he hugged Yumeng tighter.

Yumeng could vaguely hear him talking to himself.

"Don't leave me. ”

Don't know what to do, then ......

Yu Meng put his hand behind Lu Zheng and began to speak, "Okay, okay, I won't leave, I won't leave." Can you let go first?"

Yumon was a little out of breath.

The strange seven on the side saw Yumeng's response, and his mouth opened wider.

Lu Zheng let go of Yumeng, and Yumeng breathed a sigh of relief.

But in the next moment, her feet left the ground, and Lu Zheng picked him up, lifted his legs and walked to the house.

Yumeng was a little insane.

Yumeng: "What are you doing?"

Lu Zheng's breath began to become rough.

Lu Zheng: "I can't wait, I can't hand you over to someone else, you are mine." ”

Yumon began to dissect his words.

Sick sentence!

It's obvious that you want to marry someone else, how did it turn into handing over Xiaorou to someone else?

I haven't followed you these days, what have you done?

Yumeng asked directly, anyway, there is no need to cross the necessary hidden identity, what am I afraid of.

Yumon: "What are you talking about?"

She asked from the heart.

It's not that he is a question.

But in Lu Zheng's ears, this is a reproach.

What are you talking about, I'm ready to give up on you, everything about you has nothing to do with me.

At this time, men become very sensitive.

The people who have been on the battlefield all year round really hate Pi Shi, Yu Meng tentatively broke his arm and did not move.

Under everyone's gaze, Lu Zheng kicked open the door of the room, and closed the door with his backhand when he entered.

As the door swayed, there was a little gap, and there were signs of opening, which gave Yumeng a glimmer of hope.

But then, a sensible little guy closed the door again, shattering Yumeng's hopes.

Don't!

An exclamation broke through the sky, and several small men gathered in a group to praise the general's might, and halfway through speaking, they were shy and hid their faces.

For fear that others will know what they are talking about, and it is revealed that they are afraid that others will not know what they are talking about.

The ancients were hypocritical.

To indulge is to act without indulgence.

in the room.

Lu Zheng sat on the ground, rubbing his unspeakable, his face full of pain and hideousness.

Now he understands that the person in front of him may really not be Xiaorou.

How could Xiao Rou be rude like that.

Strange Qi stood at the door and didn't go in, but from the clouds and rain, it was not difficult to imagine what was going on inside.

Thinking of this, his face turned red.

Lu Zheng sat up from the ground, the expression on his face was a little complicated, looking at Yu Meng in front of the bed and about to raise his legs again, the corners of his mouth twitched, "You are really not Xiao Rou?"

Seeing that he didn't mean to attack, Yumeng stopped attacking, sat up straight, and replied seriously, "I'm really not your Xiaorou!"

After speaking, he glanced at the doorway, and a dark star flew in through the crack in the door. When it entered, its wings paused visibly, and after not seeing the scene it wanted to see, it was ready to fly out in disappointment.

"You stop. ”

Lu Zheng: "Huh?"

Strange Seven: "Ah!"

Yumeng: "It's not about you!"

Yu Meng's expression was vicious, as if he was really crazy, and Lu Zheng was a little convinced that this was a crazy woman.

You give me back my little softness.

"What are you hiding, come here. Yumon continued.

Lu Zheng saw Yu Meng constantly talking to himself in the air, and was about to slip away.

Find someone to tie her up, or throw her out.

"You also stop. Before Lu Zheng could take a step, a voice sounded faintly behind him.

Lu Zheng comforted himself in his heart before continuing to move back.

I don't hit women, I don't hit women, I can't hit women.

"Who the hell are you?" Lu Zheng asked.

Dark Star flew over cautiously, and behind Lu Zheng, he changed back to his human appearance.

Yu Meng opened his mouth and said something that was a little terrifying in Lu Zheng's eyes, "You all sit down." ”

The two sat down.

Yu Meng began to talk to Lu Zheng with great interest, "Do you believe in ghosts and gods? ”

Lu Zheng always felt itchy and wanted to go to the battlefield, "I never had a chance." ”

Yumeng said, "I'm not Xiaorou, but I think I may have something to do with your Xiaorou." ”

Lu Zheng became anxious: "What does it matter?"

Yumon: "I'm from the future world. I know you ......."

Lu Zheng's expression became more and more complicated, "Who in this world doesn't know me?" Say, how much do you want, for your insanity, I'll give you some money, go and live a good life, don't come out to cheat again......"

Yumeng: "Does the old lady seem to be short of money?"

Lu Zheng glanced at Yumeng's super shorts and T-shirt, and nodded naturally.

It's all like this, what is strong, and when you see it, you can get it.

Yu Meng was stunned and explained helplessly, "You misunderstood, we are all dressed like this there." ”

Lu Zheng thought again, all like this? How poor should it be.

Yumeng was a little impatient, "Okay, let's get down to business, I'm here to help you." ”

Lu Zheng pointed to himself, "Help me?"

Yumeng: "Xiao Rou's business. ”

Lu Zheng: "Do you know Xiaorou?"

Yumeng nodded, "But I still need you to do me a favor." ”

Lu Zheng: "What's the hurry?"

Hearing this, Yu Meng took out the pen and paper on the desk on the side, and began to draw the square seal he saw, and within a moment, a physical sketch appeared in front of Lu Zheng's eyes.

I have children's skills, a little bit of art, a little bit of piano, and a little bit of calligraphy...... So, since I came into this world, none of this has been difficult for me.

It's just that in Zou Zheng's eyes, this fake sketch is simply made by heaven and man.

It is estimated that they have never seen a camera, and they have not seen the beauty function of modern mobile phones, otherwise, they will be shocked to death.

I remember that when I used to read Sanmao's book and tell the story of the Sahara, the primitive tribes of Africa treated photographic technology and called them spiritualism, and once they were photographed, their souls were taken away, which was a sign of great murder.

In fact, it is ridiculous that civilization is backward, and the judgment of new things has become an ominous omen, which is a proper refusal to let yourself progress.

In fact, behind the faith, it is generally utilitarian.

Without utilitarianism, where did religion come from, according to what you said, then everything became a philosophical school.

Religion is a human weakness that cannot be shaken off at any time.

Believe in God or believe in ghosts, as long as you have a choice, in your heart, either God or ghosts live.

I think Zou Zheng's heart is full of God.

As soon as he saw Yumeng's masterpiece, the eight-foot general instantly knelt on the ground and saw the immortals.

"Xiaosheng was offended just now, please forgive me, I don't know what the meaning of this seal conjured up by Mr.

Well, it's all changed.

The previous Zou Zheng was inevitably too soft and glutinous.

It's just like the girl named Xiaorou, who has a fight.

Yumeng: "Have you seen it?"

Zou Zheng stretched out his hand, took the drawing paper on the table in his hand, and carefully looked at the words on it.

"Peace?"

"Not yet. ”

After Lu Zheng finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, and then said: "I know an old gentleman, he may know. ”

"Who?" asked Yumeng quickly.

Lu Zheng: "Mr. Pu." ”

Yumeng: "Can you please introduce me?"

Lu Zheng: "Naturally. ”

I don't know why, since he saw Yumeng's paintings, he has become respectful, and he no longer thinks she is crazy, which makes Yumeng feel a little strange.

However, looking at the words, Lu Zheng was more cooperative, so he didn't pursue it.

Maybe people really just appreciate talented women!

In the real world, she is not a real talented woman, and the world's judgment of people must be linked to wealth in order to be considered successful.

A poor writer, poet, artist, their value will only be sublimated after death, but Yumeng is not, even if her life dies, she is only one of thousands of people, not to mention a famous talent.

You will find it interesting that if the son of the richest man writes a poem or publishes a book on social platforms one day, then the whole world will praise him for his talent.

This is the law of money.

We are the victims of the capitalist society, and we cannot talk about seniority in this world.

But this moment is different, in this world, she is probably the only talented girl who can sketch in kind.

Then, being revered is still quite happy.

Lu Fu went all the way to the south, and the carriage traveled for about an hour before it stopped at a wooded outskirts.

Yumeng rubbed his sore arm, and the bumps along the way made people really unsteady.

Wasn't it once upon a time when carriages and horses were slow?