Ma Bian opened his eyes in confusion and sat up, subconsciously scratching the back of his head.

It doesn't hurt!

But there's a kind of pain called — always feeling like it hurts somewhere.

Huh, wait......

Ma Bian looked at his hands—white, soft, and slender......

The hard calluses that have been grinding out of the pen all year round have also disappeared, and the skin and flesh of the hands are as tender and smooth as tofu, which is better than the top girl in Yihong Courtyard.

Ma Bian rolled up his sleeves, lifted his shirt, and took off his pants......

It's changed, it's completely changed!

"It turned out that it wasn't a dream, I really met the fairy fate."

If it's not immortals, how can you explain these incredible changes?

Ma Bian couldn't help but use words like Ice Muscle Jade Pillar and Frost Racing Snow on himself......

Well, there's no sense of disobedience.

He wanted to slap himself to see if it hurt, but he was afraid that his delicate body would be damaged, so he could only hold back.

Then, Ma Bian trembled and picked up the bronze mirror.

He was a little apprehensive, lest the heavens play a joke on him—he only changed his body, but forgot his appearance.

"Ah......h

Ma Bian almost fainted with happiness, it was so beautiful, so beautiful that it was intoxicating, so intoxicated that it was almost light.

"Why am I so good-looking?"

Isn't this nonsense, don't look at who the chief surgeon is, creating life is like pinching mud, and plastic surgery is not easy to grasp.

"Awake?"

Hearing this voice, Ma Bian was full of excitement, then turned around and fell to his knees.

"Thanks to the grace of the immortals for recreation, Ma Bian is willing to be a cow and a horse......"

Seeing the handwriting of the immortal family, Ma Bian's title for Xi Tong rose directly from "master" to "immortal".

Xi Tong hurriedly waved his hand, "Didn't I tell you, in my family's sect, it is not your turn to be a good thing to be a cow and a horse." ”

Ma Bian was speechless for a moment, he thought that Shangxian was talking casually, but now it seems that this is really the case.

Xi Tong snorted, "Do you know who Lao Tzu is?" ”

Ma Bian: "I really don't know, please tell the immortal to inform the honorable surname, and make offerings every day, three incense sticks in the morning and evening......"

Xi Tong is an MMP in his heart, another one who wants to set up a tablet for himself.

"I'm not talking about Lao Tzu, I'm the originator of Taoism, Li Er! Do you know the allusion of Lao Tzu riding a green ox out of the customs? ”

Ma Bian nodded.

Xi Tong said again: "Then you should also know what Tang Seng Xitian is riding to learn scriptures, right?" ”

Ma Bian nodded again, and then he finally woke up to the fact that this job of "being a cow and a horse" was really not something he could covet.

However, if he receives favors from others without repaying them, Ma Bian always feels that he will not be happy.

However, he didn't dare to speak rashly, if he directly asked if there was any place to help the immortals, he would be misunderstood as questioning the ability of the immortals.

After all, immortals are omnipotent, what do you need help as a mortal. It's like a beggar asking the king to return the oil to the king.

"Shangxian, no matter what you command, I will do my best."

Xi Tong secretly said: What I want is your words!

Although I don't know what is special about Ma Bian, there must be something unique that no one knows about being selected by the Jack Ma system.

Just think of the host of the Jack Ma system on Earth.

Therefore, Xi Tong did not pick and directly identified Ma Bian as the host of the subsystem.

This world is comparable to the Qing Dynasty on the earth, where the Jurchens entered the customs, and the minority did not obey the majority, conquering the world through barbaric and bloody means to consolidate the regime.

It has been more than 100 years and nearly 200 years since the establishment of the Qing Empire, but every year has been a river of blood and has never stopped.

The world was wider, the Qing Empire was more vast, the population was larger, and it was more difficult to manage.

Therefore, the Qing Empire could only intensify the massacre, create a literary prison, and engage in Bagu Wen, suppressing and imprisoning people's minds from all sides, and enslaving the people.

Over the past 100 years, it has achieved remarkable results.

Bloody people have been killed over and over again, and all that remains are cowardly soft bones, all of whom have been accustomed to kneeling for generations, and have thought that kneeling is a matter of course.

Take Ma Bian as an example, he is a native of Lingnan, and he was a Nanming a hundred years ago, but now, most of the old people of Nanming regard the Forbidden City as orthodox and are proud of their imperial examinations.

Although the future is not bright because of his appearance, it does not mean that Ma Bian has given up the idea of the imperial examination.

No, it doesn't mean that you don't want to, in fact, people with impotence have more desires than normal people.

Therefore, Jackma systematically brought out a lot of agreements, terms, disclaimers, rights and obligations and the like, and walked to the pinnacle of life with his mouth shut and built a money empire......

Far from playing a positive role, this has aroused Ma Bian's disgust and even resistance.

After all, at the moment, business is cheap, and scholars are ashamed of their words, and all the words of the Jack Ma system are poked at Ma Bian's sore feet, so it's no wonder that he can nod.

Let's put it another way.

"Do you know the Red-Capped Merchant?"

Of course, Ma Bian didn't know, but Ma Bian was very sensitive to the word "red top".

He trembled with excitement, "Shangxian wants me to be an official?" ”

Xi Tong nodded, "That's right!" Not only to be an official, but also to be a big official. Jiang Taigong, you know, right? ”

Ma Bian nodded hurriedly, how could a scholar not know him, even ordinary people who couldn't read big characters were familiar with Jiang Ziya's name.

Xi Tong beckoned, "The law doesn't pass on the six ears, you come over ......"

Ma Bian immediately paced in front of Xi Tong in small steps, and then listened to the fairy say in a gnat-like voice: Expelle the Tartars, restore China, establish the Republic of China, and equalize land rights......

In the past, Ma Bian was absolutely frightened when he heard this, and this was a rebellion, and if the government knew about it, he would destroy his family.

But now, Ma Bian has only excitement and excitement in his heart.

This is a heavenly opportunity, a proverb!

Today's imperial court has only been a country for more than 100 years, and although it has been powerful for a while by bloody means, it cannot erase the traditions and customs that have been passed down for more than 2,000 years.

What's more, in Xi Tong's description, the Qing court has been equated with the Shang Dynasty, and its fate is self-evident.

Thinking of what Xi Tong just said about "being an official" and "Jiang Taigong", Ma Bian suddenly understood what he meant.

"Shangxian wants me to become the new dynasty master, find the Ming master, and overthrow Jiannu?"

Listen, the word "Jiannu" is immediately used.

Xi Tong smiled, "It's not an uprising, it's a peaceful evolution from within." ”

Wear Qing and do not rebel, chrysanthemum set electric drill, Xi Tongcai will not protect the country of wild boar skin.

But Xi Tong is here to preach, not to fight, although with the resources in his hands can quickly push the Qing court, but the devil knows what will happen.

"Over the past two hundred years, the Chinese Miao descendants have suffered countless deaths and injuries, and there are injuries to the heavens and the peace, if the sword is carried out again, I am afraid that it will cause a flood to destroy the world, and at that time there will be no Nuwa to make up for the sky and Dayu to control the water, and human beings will be able to save it, and they will definitely die."

Ma Bian suddenly felt that he was shouldering the heavy responsibility of saving the world, and his whole person's spirit and spirit had undergone a qualitative change.

He knelt on the ground with a thud, begging Xi Tong to guide him and arrange tasks.

Immediately, the voice of Langlang Avenue appeared in Ma Bian's mind: the red-top merchant system was successfully bound.

Seeing that Ma Bian did not have any resistance, Xi Tong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The will of the world here is too fucked up, and it can actually cut off the connection of mind control, otherwise Xi Tong wouldn't have to bother so much at all.