Heavenly Eye!

Buzz –

Name: Yang Ningning, female (male), Han nationality, 1995......

Note: None.

After a little reading of Yang Ningning's information, Wu Jun's eyes were about to pop out.

What does this "female (male)" mean?

He's been in this situation before, but it's only in the name.

For example, the one called "Liu Ping (Matsumoto River)" means that there are two names.

Can a person have two genders?

Is it a woman now who was a man before, or is it a woman now who is about to become a man?

Or is it neither male nor female?

"System, can you explain that?"

System: "Now it's female, it used to be male. ”

"That's a shemale?"

"It's not a shemale, in earth's scientific terms, it's called transsexual. ”

Wu Jun understood, this one has become more thorough than a shemale.

I don't know this guy...... What does the girl think, and what gender to change?

However, everyone has their own ambitions, this is a private matter of others, and he is not good at commenting.

It's just that I've had sex reassignment surgery, so I can't seem to get pregnant, right?

"You'd better go back," Wu Jun said, "I guess there's no way out of your situation." ”

Yang Ningning listened with anxiety on his face, and asked with a slender brow: "Why?" I have already asked several sisters, they have been infertile for many years, and some hospitals all over the world have been able to see them, but when you come to you, Master, one pill will be cured."

"They're all that old, and there's one in their forties, why can't I?"

"It's not a matter of age," Wu Jun didn't want to discuss the issue of transgender with her, he was worried that it was a taboo for others, after all, not every transgender person wanted others to know that he was transgender, "Anyway, I can't help it, you may be able to go to a hospital abroad to try." ”

"If I could, I would have gone a long time ago. Yang Ningning let out a long sigh, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, it was really my pity, "Is this fate?"

Wu Jun nodded vigorously, that's right, this is fate.

"But I still want to have a baby. Yang Ningning said.

Although he wanted to say something, Wu Jun was not familiar with this kind of thing, and he didn't quite understand Yang Ningning's psychology.

But in the face of a "delicate" girl, he should also say: "Come on." ”

Yang Ningning smiled inchedly, if he didn't know the truth, Wu Jun's weak heart would definitely tremble for this smile.

If he's so pretty, must he be a boy? It's not a boy, it's always a little hard to define.

"Thank you, Master, I don't think I will give up," Yang Ningning's expression was gloomy, but he still barely showed a bitter smile, "I believe that you will definitely be able to let me have a child, and I will come again tomorrow." ”

Wu Jun's jaw is about to fall, brother, have you misunderstood something?

Where in the universe did your faith in this Heavenly Master come from?

After Yang Ningning left, Wu Jun asked the system again: "Is there really no way?"

The system replied: "The host is really a bodhisattva's heart, if you really want to help this weak woman, please work hard to upgrade." ”

The system is really skinny, this is still called a weak woman?

Besides, Lao Tzu just doesn't want to be troubled by her every day, what is the heart of a bodhisattva, please give this hat to the old monk Jinglin.

Speaking of the old monk, I don't know if he will come back for the New Year.

Forget it, it's almost time, it's time to get off work.

As for whether Yang Ningning will really come tomorrow, Wu Jun doesn't want to pay attention to it, and he doesn't want to use the eyes of heaven to see it.

Wouldn't it be bad if we were sure she'd be back tomorrow?

At this time, Fang Heng ran over from behind with his bare feet, and took a large plate of cakes from Qin Xiaoyu's cake room.

"It's going to be dinner soon, what are you doing with so many cakes?"

"Let's not eat dinner first," Fang Heng said as he walked, "Eat some cake, we will work overtime in the evening." ”

Wu Jun frowned: "It's such a cold weather, it's still raining, what's the overtime?"

"My mother called in the afternoon and said that my aunt's family had come to my house for the New Year," Fang Heng said, "My sister is also here, and I want to go back early to accompany them for two more days." ”

In this way, Wu Jun thought about it, since this is the case, let's get you a lamp.

Come on!

Harry, who was sitting by the fish pond resting, suddenly felt the warmth of the sun.

He looked up at the sky, and saw a faint sun in the west, setting towards the mountain.

I didn't expect it to be almost dark, and I could still feel a little sunshine.

But on his face and forehead, he could still clearly feel the light rain falling in the air, as well as the biting cold wind.

This reminded him of an ancient Chinese poem: The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the road is sunny but sunny.

But isn't that what summer should be?

"Eat something. Fang Heng walked over with a large plate of cakes.

Looking at the fragrant cake, Harry's mood improved a little.

At noon, Fang Heng had someone help him prepare a sumptuous lunch, but unfortunately it was all things he didn't like, or didn't dare to eat at all.

Pepper chicken nuggets, too spicy and numb!

Braised large intestine, stir-fried loincloth, soaked pig's trotters, hot and sour heart and lung soup...... They never ate this in their hometown.

He dared to eat white rice, but the problem was that he couldn't get used to it.

In the end, Fang Heng went to "borrow" a little cake from Jasmine, and he barely ate a little.

After an afternoon's labor, he was now so hungry that he unceremoniously took the cake and ate it.

The cake is the most delicious, fragrant, sweet and soft, and the person who made this cake must be an angel.

Fang Heng was also very speechless for him, obviously the meal at noon was so delicious, and there were Heavenly Master vegetables, eating them could increase his physical strength, but this guy actually disliked it.

It's better to hear that this is called not knowing how to appreciate, and in the local dialect of my hometown, this is called the wild boar can't eat fine chaff.

He thinks that this guy is hopeless, and if others want to eat a little vegetables at home, it depends on whether the relationship is good or not.

The vegetables at home are different from those on the farm, and they are watered with Lingquan well water every day, which not only tastes better, but also improves the effect of physical strength more than ten times.

It can only be said that this baby is not blessed, and he missed hundreds of millions in vain.

But he doesn't say much, he's also a casual person.

And in Master's words, it's all fate.

Look at Uncle Hou, who farms the land, the master has never forbidden him to eat vegetables, and it has only been a long time, and his body has become better.

This is the real fate.

Fang Heng thought as he stuffed a few pieces into his mouth indiscriminately, then jumped into the fish pond and began to shovel up the mud.

There's not much left, add an all-night tonight and you'll be able to finish it tomorrow morning.

Thinking that he would be able to go back to see his sister tomorrow afternoon, Fang Heng couldn't wait to grow an extra pair of hands to come out, he liked his sister very much, and he didn't know if he hadn't seen him for a year, if she was more beautiful than before.

When I go back this time, I must buy her a nice gift.

After enjoying the delicious cake and looking at Fang Heng, who was busy in the fish pond, Harry was not embarrassed to rest much.

He felt that through today's contact, he and Fang Heng had become more familiar, and with more effort, he might be able to come up with useful information soon.

So he didn't care about the blood blisters on his hands, jumped into the pond and followed him.

I don't know how long it took, but Harry, who was already suffering from back pain, looked up at the sun in the west again.

Time seems to have passed very slowly since eating.

He felt like at least two hours had passed, but the sun was still there, and it didn't mean to set at all.

Could it be that there are still people who can control the sun from setting?

Harry shook his head self-deprecatingly, it couldn't be, otherwise it would be incredible.

There are many people in this world who have supernatural abilities, but there are very few who can reach the level of "superhuman".

Lu Er is a relatively powerful one, able to control tens of thousands of people at a time, but that's all.

The person who can control the sun is 100 million times more powerful than the real superman, how can such a person exist.

It must have been because he was so tired that he had the illusion of perception, but in fact, the time was not two hours, only a few minutes passed.

Yes, it must be.

So he lowered his head again and began to shovel the mud diligently.

But this time he kept an eye on it, found a small branch and stuck it in the ground, and made a mark.

In this way, even if he has a false sense of time, he will not be wrong in the work he does.

When he felt that his strength was about to be drained, he looked up at the sky again.

That's right, the sun still hasn't set!

But the branch that was inserted just now was already two meters away from him!

This...... Impossible, right?

Harry was almost stunned on the spot, could anyone really control the rotation of the sun, or the rotation of the earth?

Wrong wrong.

Harry didn't care about dirty hands, and rubbed his aching forehead, something must be wrong.

Is it a trick?

There are many legends and records about the blind eye method in Chinese folk, but is the blind eye method so advanced?

He was sure that this was the sunshine of the fake!

That's right!

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in front of him, time!

In addition to controlling the Earth's rotation, there is another way to create such a scene.

That's the stop time!

But this seems to be more difficult than controlling the earth, even gods can't seem to do it, right?

And God used such a powerful trick just to make them dig in the mud?

It's a bit impossible to think about.

But what's going on exactly?

He squinted his eyes and studied the "sun" in the west, and soon found that something was wrong, the mountains and forests and cities in the distance were all hazy, and the sky was not normal daytime, as if only the top of his head was bright.

But this made him even more surprised, could it be that this place is a small world?

Harry felt that he couldn't keep thinking about it, and if he thought about it any longer, the people who caused all this were getting closer and closer to the gods!

Is it possible that Wu Jun is a god?

This question does not need to be considered at all, it is impossible, absolutely impossible.

If he really was a god, would he let him enter this courtyard and let him get information from Fang Heng? I'm afraid I would have kicked him back to England a long time ago.

Thinking of getting information, Harry's eyes suddenly lit up, isn't this a good opportunity?

So he touched Fang Heng and asked, "Why do I think, that sun is a little wrong, why does it keep hanging there and not setting?"

Fang Heng frowned, this guy really hadn't read much, and he didn't even understand such a simple truth?

If you're blind, you won't say it's the sun!

"You really should go read some books," Fang Heng said in a tone of hatred that iron is not steel, "I don't understand such a simple truth, when your teacher asked you to study back then, you must have skipped school to catch loaches." ”

Harry was not only angry when he heard this, but his heart was happy.

Listening to Fang Heng's tone, he knew what was going on, and he would soon know a big secret!

So he hurriedly asked, "Yes, I don't read much and don't know much about anything, can you explain it to me?"

Fang Heng smiled disappreciatively and said, "Little Sun." ”

What's that?

What the hell is Little Sun?

Harry's eyes widened, could Wu Jun make a sun out by himself?

This Nima is too surreal, isn't it, even gods don't dare to be so arrogant, okay?

"It's the sun lamp!" Seeing his fussy expression, Fang Heng couldn't help but shake his head, "It seems that the official name is iodine-tungsten lamp, you haven't even seen this?"

Fang Heng shook his head again, and said earnestly: "It's okay to read less, but if you don't have knowledge, you should also have some common sense." ”

Harry:......

Lao Tzu is the world's top scientific and technological talent, you tell me that I have no common sense?

That's obviously a sun, you told me iodine-tungsten lamp?

Can your iodine-tungsten lamp be hung in the sky?

"That's right," Fang Heng suddenly remembered an interesting question, "You were known as the Empire on which the sun never sets, did you use a lot of sun lamps?"

Harry:......

Seeing his expression of eating flies, Fang Heng frowned: "No, is it the fluorescent lamp you use?"

Harry:...... Where is there a toilet around here, I want to be quiet.