The moment the voice sounded, time stopped.

It seems that everything in heaven and earth has been frozen except for Zhuge Buliang's thoughts.

Even the fireworks in the sky were kept at the moment of blooming.

"What's going on?"

No one answered the doubts in Zhuge Buliang's heart, and the voice in his head sounded again.

"Accept your fate, this is the crossing that humans like, and this is also the reality of crossing."

"Who are you? Why is it in my head? ”

Although Zhuge Buliang replied like this, he secretly rejoiced in the deepest part of his thoughts, is it to follow the conventional routine, and a certain god is going to give him a golden finger?

This voice is very strong, every word is as shocking as an ancient bell, but it answers Zhuge Buliang's question by asking questions.

"You, Mingtian, was a poor dick in your previous life, complaining all day long, reading novels to numb yourself, and finally being hit by a car and dying, in this life I let you travel here to be Zhuge Buliang and become a rich second generation, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied with the !!"

Almost without hesitation, Zhuge Buliang scolded in his heart: "Is this a special life for people?" Even if the name is so thunderous, why don't you give me a golden finger? ”

"Goldfinger? Who told you that crossing would definitely give you a golden finger? As a modern person who has traveled to ancient times with such a big advantage, how wasteful are you if you still need a golden finger? ”

The voice let out a playful chuckle, as if mocking Mingtian, that is, the naivety of Zhuge Buliang now.

"The development of human beings always depends on wisdom, and the so-called golden finger itself is tantamount to proving that the holder is garbage. If you have the strength yourself, do you still need a gold finger? Please, you were in your 30s before you crossed over, can you be realistic? ”

"Damn, you can pause time and communicate with your heart, and you still let me be realistic?" Ming Tian, that is, Zhuge Buliang was stunned for a moment, and found that it was not a conventional routine, and scolded again: "You didn't give me a golden finger, so what are you doing, what are you doing?" ”

"I am God."

The banter of the voice is even stronger, this reply made Ming Tian nod, the true identity of the voice is according to the routine.

The voice of the self-proclaimed "god" said jokingly: "Of course I'm here to play tricks on you." What do you think? Surprised? Not surprised? Do you think you're going to be awesome soon? ”

"I'll you...... Target. Ming Tian unexpectedly found that he wanted to explode foul language, but the key words disappeared automatically, obviously he was scolding people with thoughts, and foul language was actually erased from the bottom of his thoughts, and he couldn't say it.

The voice burst out laughing, as if he was laughing at how ridiculous Ming Tian who couldn't swear, but there was more sluggishness in his tone.

"To be honest, I'm really tired of having to show up and explain every plane traverser, it's really troublesome. And you all showed a concussion after hearing that I was God, at first I felt that it was very enjoyable to pretend to force me, but I really wanted to vomit after watching too much, can you understand how stressful God's job is? “

I went and God complained about the stress of work in front of me like an old man who was about to retire? What kind of routine is this?

"Ah, I don't want to be verbose, you listen to me, you, you are a traverser, in this backward era without abilities, you have to use your own ability and wisdom to complete a great cause that only you can accomplish."

As he spoke, God's speech increased markedly, and he could hardly feel emotion, as if he were reading aloud a manuscript that had been read thousands of times.

"What about this great cause, you can choose by yourself, you can be the strongest general, you can be the wisest emperor, you can be the most knowledgeable or something, if you do it, I will let you be reborn in the original era, if you can't do it, you will die here!"

"And what about my golden finger?"

"Nope."

"What about peerless martial arts?"

"It's said that there is no ability, this is ancient, of course there is no more."

"There's always a pickle girl, right?"

"If you can't even soak the uncivilized ancient chicks, then you deserve to die here, stinky dick. I'm busy, and we'll have time to talk when you're done, AdiosAmigo. ”

"I'm gone, Spanish is out, is it okay to respect the background of the times?"

The voice ignored it, and in the course of the conversation, the self-proclaimed God's voice became visibly impatient and began to let time flow again.

In Ming Tian's mind, the last sentence of the guy who claimed to be a god was left: "By the way, I found that you traversers all like to swear, is it okay to be civilized?" Does this affect my performance? So I gave you a debuff, and from now on, all the foul language you say in reality will be replaced by a [beep], work hard, I'm optimistic about you. ”

"Performance? What kind of [beep] thing is performance!! Yang Tian scolded wildly, Ming Tian found that he had regained control of his body, and at the same time, this scolding also proved the existence of this debuff.

Looking down, Ming Tian saw that his parents and the maid were looking at him with brainless eyes, and they didn't seem to understand what Ming Tian was scolding at him just now, and what that [beep] meant.

Facing this group of uncivilized ancient people, Ming Tian pondered.

Litter? Dead in this age?

Accomplished greatness? Back to the future?

Mingtian has always been a person who does not admit defeat, even if he was a dick before the crossing, he is also working hard in his own way, striving to become a master.

Here now, provoked by a voice that calls itself a god and doesn't know what it is......

There is a challenge!

"Dad, I haven't decided on my words yet, have I?" Letting go of the hand that was gripping the rope, Ming Tian bowed his head to his father in this life, Zhuge Fang.

Zhuge Fang was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know why his son suddenly mentioned this, so he just nodded blankly.

Ming Tian smiled slightly and said, "Then I decide, my name is Zhuge Buliang, the word: Ming Tian!" ”

"Son... You..."Zhuge Fang didn't seem to have recovered from Ming Tian's 180-degree transformation, and looked back at Jiading and his wife, they were also confused, and they couldn't understand what this eldest young master was talking about.

But no matter what, his son didn't seem to want to look for a short term anymore, which made Zhuge Fang breathe a sigh of relief.

Ming Tian jumped off the bench, and the cries of the cook and the tailor begged for mercy outside the door.

No matter what, you can't let innocent people die for their own willfulness for a while, but in the previous life, he was a 30-year-old adult, and he was not a little ghost who shouted all day long that people would not be killed for themselves, and humanity still had to be there.

Thinking about it, Ming Tian learned from the appearance in the TV series, and bowed to his father: "Father, it was a child who was impulsive just now, please forgive your father, and the cook and tailor will let them go." ”

Seeing that his child had regained his senses, Zhuge Fang was also overjoyed and nodded again and again.

"Okay, good, not bright, as long as you like it, it's okay!" With that, Zhuge Fang turned to the outside of the house and shouted, "Bring the cook and the tailor here!" ”

On the side, her mother Fang Tian also came over, and her handkerchief was already soaked with tears at the moment: "No, Liang'er, you were really scared to death for your mother just now, what are you unhappy about, can you talk to your mother?" ”

Ming Tian smiled slightly and said, "Mother, you are too worried, the child just thinks that the things in the house are too unpalatable and the tea is too unpalatable, but now that I think about it, even if I execute the cook and the tailor, it is useless, it is better to leave them alive and let the child teach them." ”

Teach?

When Zhuge Fang and Fang Tian heard this, they even put on a stunned expression.

"The boy is here to cook for you."

Ming Tian didn't say anything, and immediately said his decision.

Great Cause, is it? Isn't it just a mix of fame? Good! I still don't believe it, my high school student's education level can only be a rich second generation who eats and waits for death in ancient times!

You two-beep, God doesn't give goldfingers, does he? Doesn't matter! I'm a goldfinger myself.

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