The next afternoon, the quiet and lovely Xiao Si was sitting obediently on the side, supporting her chin with one hand, and boringly rotating the TV remote control with the other hand, her eyes were not looking at the TV, but constantly peeking at the third wife sitting on the sofa.

Jun Santai is wearing a black suit, the black clothes are very cool and stylish, and the figure is also very slim, but it is not very tall, but it looks a little thin, and she looks frail and sickly. He had been sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, and seemed to be thinking about something, but he didn't notice Xiao Si's sneaky gaze at all.

20 years ago, Mrs. Jun was rescued by Xiao Si's sister from the catastrophe in Zhonghai City. It is said that the disaster in Zhonghai City was quite terrifying, more than half of a city was gone, and how the specific disaster was triggered, even the news did not report, it seems to be quite mysterious.

Since Mrs. Jun's relatives all died in that disaster, Xiao Si's sister adopted Mrs. Jun and simply recognized her as her younger brother.

Sometimes Xiao Si also thinks that his brother is actually quite cute, in addition to talking with dirty words, and likes to say meat jokes, he is still quite good to both of them, and he is a good man with a very sense of responsibility, and marrying Jun Santai as a wife has become Xiao Si's dream recently, but this dream is difficult to realize, so she can only bury her feelings for Jun Santai in her heart and dare not confide.

Mrs. Jun is now studying at the most famous school in Jinghua City, "Jinghua College", this famous school, he was not admitted to this famous school, but Xiao Si's sister got him into it because of his relationship. Xiao Si didn't know how her sister got her brother in, and sometimes she also felt that her sister was really powerful, as if nothing difficult was in her hands.

At this moment, Jun Santai suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Xiao Si beside her, and it happened that the two of them looked at each other. Xiao Si didn't react for a while, and his heart was suddenly startled, and he suddenly threw away the rotating TV remote control in his other hand in a nervous manner.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Xiao Si's action startled Jun Santai, and he asked suspiciously, indicating that he didn't understand.

"It's not early, I, I'll do it, make dinner!" Xiao Si, who answered the question, turned crimson and was a little absent-minded, and hurriedly got up and walked to the kitchen.

"Cooking dinner, why are you throwing the remote control when you make dinner?" asked Jun Santai with a full face?

Jun Santai recently began to look for his life history and relatives, the disaster in Zhonghai City 20 years ago, Jun Santai he also does not know what happened. Asking her cheap sister, she didn't say anything, as if she was deliberately hiding something, or she didn't know anything, and the lotus mark on his right hand also appeared just three months ago, and it appeared very suddenly, and he also wanted to find out what the hell this thing was.

"Nima! I've been checking for more than three months recently and still haven't found any useful information, I've spent so much time in the East District these days, but I haven't found it, your sister's! Yesterday was Lao Tzu's holiday!"

Mrs. Jun suddenly felt that she had been doing it for so long, and it was all a waste of time. He suddenly remembered something, it didn't seem that he was completely clueless, at least he was very relieved to get a little bit of gossip in the Eastern District yesterday, as long as there was still a glimmer of hope in the Xuanming Sect, it could be regarded as a clue that was not a clue.

I spent an afternoon thinking about it at home, but I still didn't have any useful information sorted out. The depressed Jun Santai got up from the sofa and suddenly wanted to go outside for a walk and relax, but when he first walked to the door of the house, he suddenly stopped, and he always felt that it was necessary to talk to his sister Xiao Si.

"That, Xiao Si! I'll go outside, and when my sister comes back, you can eat first! Don't wait for me, I'll go first!" After saying that, he opened the door and walked out.

"Brother, you, wait a minute, it's raining outside today." Xiao Si wanted to tell Mrs. Jun, "If it's raining outside today, remember to bring an umbrella." But looking at his back that disappeared from his sight, Xiao Si couldn't help muttering his mouth, and put down the umbrella he was holding tightly in his hand with a little loss. She really likes Mrs. Jun, and she hasn't dared to act boldly, just blindly in love.

"10,000 years ago, in order to save his wife, Taishan Mansion Jun performed the Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice, made a deal with the Heavenly Dao, and prayed to the Heavenly Dao to open the door of reincarnation and return his wife's soul at the cost of lifelong cultivation. It's a pity that Heavenly Dao rejected him, and finally caused Taishan Mansion Jun to be angry and fight with Heavenly Dao.

This battle caused the heavens to fall apart, the void to annihilate, and the monarch of Taishan Mansion cultivated against the sky, and finally almost killed the Heavenly Dao. Seeing that the situation had been decided, Heavenly Dao had no choice but to compromise and unwillingly lend the gate of reincarnation to Taishan Fujun.

Using the gate of reincarnation, Taishan Mansion Jun retrieved his wife's soul and successfully performed the Taishan Mansion Jun Sacrifice. Due to the war between the two, the sky shattered, and the water of the Heavenly River in the Heavenly Realm flowed backwards, and the "Void Sea Spirit" in it caused chaos in the human world, and the entire human world fell to the brink of destruction for a while.

Just when the world was facing a huge crisis, the creator goddess Nuwa Niangniang suddenly came, quarried stones to make up for the sky, rescued the suffering, and finally the crisis in the human world was resolved. Nuwa Niangniang re-established the order of the world, sealed the king of Taishan Mansion, and finally exiled him to the "extraterritorial battlefield" for eternity, never to set foot in the world. ”

"And then, and then, Teacher, is Taishan Fujun dead now?"

"And is his wife still alive?"

"And!and!Teacher!Teacher!Will Taishan Mansion come back?"

"Teacher, teacher, what is the way of heaven?"

Being asked by a group of students non-stop, the storyteller was also very helpless, about Taishan Fujun and his wife are still alive? How is it now? Will Taishan Fujun come back? These brainless questions, he shook his head helplessly, and he didn't know how to answer.

But after thinking about it carefully, it was not appropriate for the teacher not to answer, so he coughed and the audience fell silent instantly, and then he replied: "Uh... This is just a myth and legend, the credibility is not high, the ancients wrote something, although there have been records, but 10,000 years have passed, the teacher thinks that Taishan Mansion has long turned into white bones!

For other questions, the teacher doesn't know, after all, your teacher is not a person of that era, 10,000 years ago, who knows so much, only through the records of the ancients can understand something, myths and legends, just listen to it as a story. After hesitating for a while, he said again: "If you are interested in ancient myths and stories, you can go to the library of the college to look for them." ”

As soon as these words came out, the teacher regretted it a little in his heart, and felt that he really shouldn't have said that.

At that moment, in the last row of the classroom, a lesbian student by the window on the right suddenly stood up. Looking at the teacher with a look of disdain, ignoring the reactions of the students around him, he picked up his desk and got up to leave the classroom.

The history teacher was also stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, and immediately said: "Li! Li Qinyin, class is not out yet! Are you going?"

This weekend, Li Qinyin didn't want to come here to make up for the class, but in order to find that guy, she could only insist on going around the academy every day, investigating the rumors about the incident by the way, and seeing if she could get some useful information. But the history teacher's class was like a storyteller, and she was almost asleep listening to it, and she couldn't arouse the slightest interest.

Li Qinyin walked to the door of the classroom and looked back at him, with a perfunctory smile on the surface, and left without a mouthful of words.

"Teacher, your class is boring, Miss Ben really doesn't want to listen to it anymore, goodbye!"

"You! you..." The history teacher didn't say a word for a long time, and he seemed to be angry. In the end, I really didn't want to make a fool of myself in front of so many classmates, so I added: "There is no respect for the elders, and the young people nowadays are too rude." ”