Men's Clothing Boss(13)

Qiyin looked at the yellow hair who bowed her head and admitted her mistake, the sneer on the corner of her mouth never went down, she gave the other party a chance, but the other party didn't use this opportunity, she didn't pay attention to it.

It wasn't until Qiyin left that Huang Mao got up from the ground.

He is 1.78 meters tall and strong, although their brothers were also bullied in prison in the past, but after years of crawling, they have long practiced the ability to be shameless.

Until then, they had never missed the goal they wanted.

"Boss, what should I do?"

Huang Mao Yin smiled testimonically, "What should I do?" I'm going to make him regret it! ”

Qiyin went back to the dormitory, and he had already thrown away the branches, but he went out for a walk because he was bored, and he encountered a few disgusting things.

He Jingtian was still looking at the book with the broken cover, and he didn't know what was written in it, he read it with such relish.

"I said, Boss He, what kind of book is yours? Why do you keep looking at this book? Qiyin took a towel to wipe the ashes on his face, came to He Jingtian's side, and looked down.

He Jingtian didn't raise his head and said, "Wild history." ”

"This font?" Qiyin squinted his eyes and looked at the past, why is this font so familiar?

He Jingtian smiled and turned the page indifferently, "This is a font in ancient times, it's normal for you to not understand it, and I'm often thinking about how to pronounce these words." ”

Qiyin grabbed the towel with a strange face, tilted his head, and thought about whether he wanted to say it.

"What don't you recognize? I can tell you. ”

"What, you know?" When He Jingtian heard this, he raised his head in surprise and looked at her.

"Acquaintance, huh?" She shouldn't know her on this plane, because it's the text of her own world.

"Little Liuzi, what's going on?"

[This, I'm a hen too! But in fact, almost every world has figured it out, and it's not uncommon to have such words, right? 】

He Jingtian pondered for a while, turned the pages of the first few pages, pointed to the text with a red pen on it, and said, "Then what kind of character is this?" ”

Qiyin glanced at it, and said without thinking about it: "During the first year of Qixia, there was a great drought, and the emperor sent General Changguang to Xizhou......"

Xizhou ......

"What's wrong with Xizhou?"

Qiyin's face froze a little, his voice weakened, and his expression seemed to be caught in some memory.

He Jingtian frowned and didn't ask any further. According to later records, Xizhou was slaughtered three years later, and everywhere it went, there was a river of blood.

Qiyin bit her lower lip, snatched the book, and flipped it back.

Turning the pages one by one, the sound of turning the number of pages was very loud, and several times He Jingtian thought that the page was about to break.

"!"

After a long time, Qiyin returned the book to him, and a dirty word ran out of his mouth.

He Jingtian silently took the book, with curiosity on his face, "Is there anything wrong with this book?" ”

Qiyin didn't answer directly, but asked, "What is Xizhou in your memory?" ”

He Jingtian replied: "The people live and work in peace and contentment, there is no trouble of war, and every family is rich. ”

"Huh!" Qiyin sneered, and then asked, "Why was the city slaughtered?" ”

He Jingtian continued to answer: "A witch appeared in the rivers and lakes, slaughtering tens of thousands of people in the city overnight, and the blood flowed like a river, and the rain did not stop for three days and three nights. ”

“OK!” Qiyin made a stop gesture, not wanting to listen to it anymore, and his face was full of depression.

"Is there a problem with this history?" He Jingtian was puzzled.

"No, no!" Qiyin went back to his bed and slept with his head covered!