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Guiguzi saw the brilliance in Jian Yuyu's eyes when he spoke, "Very good, very good, you are an ambitious person with ideas." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Ambition can't be talked about, it's just a little bit of my sigh as an ordinary person."

"You come from the future, you have insight into thousands of years of history, and you are blessed by the light of the Holy Maiden, but you only let out a little sigh, which is really cowardly and ridiculous." Guiguzi's tone was contemptuous.

Jian Yuyu frowned unhappily, "If it was an ordinary thousands of years ago, I wouldn't be so unconfident, at least I can act as a god operator with the history lessons I have learned." But your Sengoku and my world are different, very different! As far as you're concerned, the Guiguzi I know will never turn into a fire-breathing dragon. ”

"So what should I become?"

"Nothing remains the same! You're human! People, you know? People like me! When Jian Yuyu said that she was excited, she couldn't help jumping up, "Everyone should be human!" There will be no ghouls, monsters, vampires or anything! ”

"I know that people are very narrow-minded, but they must also be open-minded to accept other races." Guiguzi seemed to have misunderstood the meaning of Jian Yuyu's words.

"How am I narrow-minded? How narrow-minded am I! I'm going to be a light bulb for you! What about you? I don't know Entu, and I'm still playing to death everywhere! Jian Yuyu unconsciously moved closer to the shrew.

Guiguzi hurriedly got up and persuaded him, "Calm down......"

"Don't tell me to calm down! I'm going to make trouble, I'm going to make you uneasy, and I'm going to bring back all the oppression I've suffered! "The shrew has finished transforming, and her combat power is at full strength.

Guiguzi shook his head and said in a flat tone: "Don't make any noise, sit down." The simple five words actually made Jian Yuyu, who had completely transformed, instantly quiet, and sat back in place like a cat. It seems that Guiguzi has magic not only in his hands, but also in his words.

The old gentleman stared at Jian Yuyu, who was waiting for a lesson with his neck shrunken, and said earnestly: "You are not only self-inflicted, but also childish, otherwise you can really become a big thing." ”

"What's the big deal? Destroy Qin? Jian Yuyu scoffed, a childish boy in the rebellious period would not succumb so easily.

Guiguzi's eyes lit up, and he nodded hurriedly, "That's a good idea." Why don't you try it? ”

"This uncle, please stop dreaming and tell jokes."

"I just think that you live in a predestined history, and you can do a lot of meaningful things besides spectating." Guiguzi's eyes became deep, trying to influence the woman's stubborn heart.

"How don't I feel that way. But if I can be looked down upon by Guiguzi, I will be satisfied in this life. ”

"From between the lines, I find that I have a very high status in your heart."

"Not only me, but how many people in the future adore you. Scholars from all walks of life have analyzed you, and your only famous book with such a thin volume can be seen by future generations to mean millions of words. ”

"My writings? I haven't written a book. ”

"Don't you have an album of the same name? Specializing in the art of squeezing? ”

"No, no, I dictate it, and I'm not going to write it in the future. Do you remember? Help me write it down, quickly! ”

Jian Yuyu frowned in distress, "I really know how to memorize, but I can only write simplified characters, so why don't I say you can write it." ”

Guiguzi didn't know what simplified Chinese was, but he gladly accepted the proposal. Jian Yuyu brewed for a while, opened his mouth, sometimes smooth, sometimes stuck, black and white alternately outside the house, I don't know how long it took to finally finish memorizing. Guiguzi was like a treasure, picked up six pieces of paper full of "Guiguzi", and excitedly admired while looking at it, praising it as a masterpiece of the world.

"I kind of know who wrote "Guiguzi"." Jian Yu muttered.

Guiguzi put the paper back in the cabinet and stood up, "It's been a few days, let's go out." ”

"How many days? Isn't it a day's over? Jian Yuyu looked at the old gentleman strangely, thinking that he was too excited and burned his brain.

"It's been six days."

Jian Yuyu was shocked, looking back and thinking about the changes in light and shadow outside the house, it seemed that several days had really passed unconsciously. But they neither ate nor slept, did they talk sleeplessly for six days? In fact, in the golden cave at the bottom of the flying axe, she had experienced a similar scene, but she obviously had eaten, but she just didn't feel sleepy, and she didn't think that this place was more economical.

The two of them left the house on stilts and came to the gate of the courtyard. The old gentleman went over to open the door, and suddenly a cold wind poured into the courtyard, making Jian Yuyu shiver. Jian Yuyu once thought that this door was Doraemon's random door, and every time it was opened, it would connect to a different place. But when she crossed the threshold, she found that it was still the abyss of the cliff that was covered by the cold wind and the night when she came.

An old man and a young man staggered down the path by the moonlight. It was easier to return than to go, and it didn't take long for them to leave the cliff and enter the courtyard. Jian Yuyu returned to her room, and as soon as she sat down, she was tired, hungry, and uncomfortable. Just as she was hesitating whether to eat or sleep first, Guiguzi walked in with a folded ear tripod.