One day, three years later, on a sunny afternoon. A small white dot and a small black dot www.biquge.info the pen and the fun pavilion are lying on the roof of the lobby of Sima Mansion.

When I looked closer, it turned out to be a three-year-old child and a black jelly creature.

Today is a good sunny day. I'm working with the preserved eggs (the companion spirit pet that came with me, because it's black, slippery and springy. Hence the name preserved eggs. Bask in the sun. It's been three years since I came to this world, and the only person who came to this world with me is my name.

My name is also Sima Yi, and this time the name was obtained by my father in this world. As for why my name hasn't changed, there are two reasons for this:

1. According to the universal crossing theorem, the name of Ben Dashao is unchanged.

Second, it is the author who killed a thousand knives who is too troublesome to take it.

As for which one, you should know which one it is?

In the past three years, with the help of preserved eggs, I have slowly recovered to a normal person. But under the inspection of my cheap dad and the bad old man of the magic branch, it was completely announced that the innocent, kind and lovely Sima Dashao had no cultivation talent.

In the absence of brothers, relatives and illegitimate children of Rausch, I can be my scrap rich second generation with peace of mind, and I don't have to worry about someone coming to kill me, and then I will rise to revenge and other bloody plots.

But as a traverser, don't make a moth in the other world. I always feel sorry for who I am.

Just like the sage Lao Kong in his previous life, he once said: If you don't have a dream of making pig's feet, what is the difference between it and salted fish!

And, even if it's a salted fish. As a pig's foot, I want to make a different salted fish.

Besides, I still have the golden finger of preserved eggs. Isn't it a violent thing, it's strange if it's not sprayed to death by readers.

So, now that I have preserved eggs, I'm going to become One Piece...... Phew, whoa, whoa, who

And the first thing I had to do was: go downstairs for dinner first - nonsense, I'll climb up to the roof in the morning. I didn't even eat, and I starved to death.

Slowly slid down the bamboo ladder and walked to the dining hall with the preserved eggs jumping behind me.

Sima Yue'er, who had been guarding the meal in the hall for an afternoon, saw Sima Yi coming, so she immediately went over and grabbed Sima Yi's ear and said, "Stinky boy, go up to the roof again! I called you to eat an hour ago, why did you come now." ”

"Oops... Mom, stop it! Your son's handsome ears are about to be turned into pig ears. Sima Yi covered his ears and bared his teeth and shouted.

Who said that the mothers I met after crossing are gentle and considerate, virtuous and virtuous. Is this pulling at my ear to be sure it's not a tigress?—sure enough, fairy tales are all lies!

Sima Yue'er, who was sitting on a chair, said, "Hurry up and give me food." Otherwise, if you dare to shout that you are hungry before dinner, you will be scolded with a cane and a feather duster. After that, I thoughtfully tied my bib. I was so fierce at dinner that I had to tie it. Otherwise, you will have to take a shower after eating for a while.

Look at the meal that is still steaming in front of you. Sima Yi felt a soft fluctuation in his heart.

In his previous life, he was an orphan, and there was no one except when he was in the orphanage, when his grandfather treated him like this. When the task is busy, even the takeout is cold, and even the instant noodles have to be eaten dry when it is urgent.

It could be like now, someone was waiting for him with a hot meal all the time. Touching the scene, he was moved: "Mom, you are so good to me." ”

Sima Yue'er was gentle: "How can a mother treat her son badly." After speaking, before Sima Yi was moved to throw herself into her arms, she said again: "But if you dare not eat on time in the future, don't blame my mother for being unkind." The contrast between before and after made Sima Yileng stunned.

Sure enough, it's still a familiar recipe, and it's still a familiar taste. What I saw before was still a hallucination! How could my savage mother have a tender time? I must have been hallucinating from hunger after not eating for too long.

With a gust of wind sweeping away leaves, I solved two dishes and one soup, a steamed bun and a bowl of rice, and I walked around with the preserved eggs that had also solved three fifth-level magic crystals.

As the saying goes: if you take a walk after a meal, you can live ninety-nine. If you lie down after a meal, you can live one hundred and eighteen.

Because the latter sentence was said by Xiong Er's stupid bear. I, as a human race, cannot learn it? So, of course, it was a walk outside the door.

As I slipped away, I slipped into my dad's study (I'll tell you, did I come in on purpose?, naïve, stupid. ）。

Well, moving on to the big things before. As the saying goes, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles. Since this big boy wants to become the One Piece of this world... Phew, it's wrong, it's the male silver of the entertainment king, so you have to understand the world first.

So of course I'm here to see Uncle Xiaohuang... Ahem! Uncle Shenma, this young master is such a pure person who doesn't understand! This young master is here to read the encyclopedia.

Looking at the length and width of this book on the ground, which is comparable to that of adults, and the thickness is half a body high, this book just wants to say, I'm still young!

After three years of sleepless perseverance, I finally saw the last fifth.

Although at the beginning, I came in to find Uncle Xiaohuang. And I also found it (sure enough, my dad is not a man.) I knew it was under the cushion of the chair. Isn't that a painter from another world bad! that breast, that leg, that leg...... Ahem, I can't say it anymore, and if I say it, I should be a river crab k.o.

Continuing with yesterday's lesson. Hmm? Is it the first million five thousand five hundred and a few pages? Alas~ No matter, anyway, where is the third dragon king of Dragon Island who eloped with his wife to be a bard.

In a flash, night fell. A servant hurriedly ran over and shouted, "Young Master, Madame has told you to go to dinner." Stopping at the door, before taking a breath, she added, "She also said that you were late... By a minute, it's a feather duster. ”

Sima Yi, who was still calm and relaxed just now, immediately rushed out of the study with preserved eggs when he heard the feather duster

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