"Come in, cousin!"

Sima Yi said helplessly, can he tell others that this is not his original intention?

"Hey! Hello dude from the future! ”

Suddenly, a teasing voice suddenly sounded in his head. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Sima Yi was startled, like a frightened rabbit, and shouted loudly around:

"Who? Who are you? ”

His shout made Zhang Chunhua and Sima Fu in the room stunned, Fujun (cousin) What's wrong?

Both thought at the same time.

"Hehe, buddy, come in and let's have a good talk!"

The voice seemed to come from all directions, and then Sima Yi's eyes went dark, and he came to a dark space.

"Ahh The husband fainted. ”

Zhang Chunhua fell to the side as soon as he saw his eyes closed, and she hugged Sima Yi with lightning speed.

"Cousin, cousin, wake up!"

Sima Fu pinched him hard, but Sima Yiyi had no tendency to wake up, Zhang Chunhua was distressed and stopped Sima Fu's movements.

"Go and ask the old lady for a doctor! Pinch your ass. ”

Sima Fu was scolded by Zhang Chunhua so much that he was bloody, and he smiled all over his face, just like accompanying his aunt and grandmother.

"Okay, okay, brother and sister, wait, I'll go and ask for a doctor."

Sima Fu turned around and wanted to leave this dangerous place immediately, Zhang Chunhua without Sima Yi was a bomb that would explode at any time.

Boom!

Dust rose outside the door, and Sima Fu lay on the ground like a dog gnawing mud, his face in pain.

"Humph! Don't hurry up, if my husband has any three long and two short, you will be finished. ”

A cold snort came from the house, and Sima Fu was so frightened that he immediately got up from the ground and quickly disappeared into this small courtyard.

In the room, Zhang Chunhua gently helped Sima Yi to the bed and let him lie down, took off his coat and shoes that he had not been wearing for a long time, and then covered him with a quilt and carefully straightened the corners of the quilt for him.

This gap, this change in personality makes people speechless.

……

One of the two blooms of flowers-

Sima Yi was scurrying around in the dark, it was too dark here to see anything, nothing to see.

"Stupid! Imagine everything. ”

Suddenly, the familiar voice echoed again in the darkness, Sima Yi was startled, and subconsciously looked around at the owner who was guarding against the voice.

The owner of the voice gave Sima Yi a hint, Sima Yi was not stupid, so he tentatively thought: I want a light candle.

Suddenly, a burning candle appeared, illuminating Sima Yi's body.

Sima Yi thought it was funny, so he imagined a famous mountain he had been to in later generations - Mount Tai.

Sure enough, he appeared on Mount Tai as soon as he saw a flower, he stood in front of a mountain cliff and looked at the clouds and mist halfway up the cliff, Sima Yi felt that all this was so magical, and he wanted to try it, but at this time there was a familiar voice behind him.

"Hehe, I didn't expect the people of the seven Nobel laureates in later generations to be so naïve."

Sima Yi was startled, and reflexively turned around to look behind him, and he was shocked again.

I saw a folding fan exactly like him three meters away, smiling at Sima Yi.

"You... Who are you? ”

He smiled lightly, walked up and looked down at the sea of clouds under the cliff, and said softly:

"Me? Hehe, haven't you already guessed it? ”

"You are the real Sima Yi!!"

Sima Yi looked at him incredulously.

"No, now you are the real Sima Yi, I ...... It's just a spectator, to borrow the words of your descendants, I'm just a spectator, you can call me the second child in the future. ”

Saying this, he seemed to think of something again, and gently shook the fan in his hand.

"It's just a memorial to them, you don't have to be as dirty as people online."

He chuckled faintly, looked at Yunhai, and then turned his head to look at Sima Yi who was standing with him.

Sima Yi looked at him, and Sima Yi could see the sincerity in his eyes.

"Hehe, I didn't expect my Sima Yi's name to have been passed down for thousands of years! Although the reputation doesn't seem to be very good. ”

"How do you know that?"

Sima Yi looked at Sima Er's son in astonishment, feeling that all this was so incredible.

"Hehe, it's a blessing to you."

Sima Yi's smile made Sima Yi want to beat him up, because he smiled a little bit like that......

"Can you read my memories?"

Sima Yi was a little depressed and looked at him unhappy.

"Why can't I read your memories?"

Sima Lao Er patted him on the shoulder and made the same expression as him, like a pair of twin brothers.

"You go and ask that guy what God is called!"

Forehead... Sima Lao Er even said such modern words.

"Why didn't you contact me before?"

Sima Yi put his hand on Sima Er's shoulder and asked suspiciously:

"I don't know about this, I just woke up, and I feel as if I've been asleep for a long time and then enjoy your memories, tsk...... I didn't expect the world to be in chaos later, there is still an opponent, and there is ......"

Sima Lao Er was surprised, and he didn't know if he was talking to Sima Yi or talking to himself.

"Stop!! Sima Er, you don't have anything else, you have to ask yourself, anyway, history is like that. ”

Sima Yi was calloused when he heard him there, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Tsk...... I didn't expect you to be almost thirty years old, and you are still an old virgin, hiding in this villa all day long to study Sora Aoi's secrets......"

Sima Lao Er's second son sighed twice and pulled the matter to Sima Yi's body, which made him blush.

Sima Yi yelled at Sima Lao Er.

"I despise those women, if I want to be sure that they will be sent to the door in rows."

He tried his best to hide the fact that he was still a thirty-year-old saint (leftover) male and Tang monk.

"Alas! It's a shame to have you as the nominative person, if it were me, I would have solved it with my right hand, you are really ashamed. ”

(Nominative: It is equivalent to the main personality in the dual personality, but Sima Lao Er is slightly different.) ）

Sima Lao Er continued, and Sima Yi rushed forward with a burst of punches and kicks.

"Oops! Why do I hurt when I hit you? ”

Sima Yi covered his face and cried out in pain, and Sima Lao Er also covered his face and snorted in pain.

"This should be the legendary trouble!"

"Then you punch me and try it."

Touch!!!

As soon as Sima Yi finished speaking, a fist flew in, and he was immediately knocked to the ground by a punch.

"Damn, why are you okay?"

Looking at Sima Laoer's completely fine appearance, I suddenly felt that this was unfair, why did it hurt me to beat him, and it hurt me to beat me alone.

"Be content! You have inherited everything from me. ”

"Then why did you call me in all of a sudden?"

Sima Yi got up and asked suspiciously.

"Alas! Be nice to her! ”

I saw Sima Lao Er sigh suddenly, and she Sima Yi in his mouth naturally knew who he was referring to.

-To be continued