I don't know who didn't close the office window, and the cold wind blew in.

Yuexia glanced at it: "It's not there, it's so boring~ Then let's sleep~"

Lazily lying on the desk, unconsciously, Yuexia was immersed in the story of the dream.

After some time, she was woken up by a nudge.

"Hmm~" Yuexia rubbed her eyes, "I don't drink Coptis chinensis, it's too bitter~"

"Ahem! Yuexia, it's time to wake up and see who I am? ”

The voice of Yuexia between dreams and reality...... There is strength in old age.

Yuexia sat up abruptly and opened her eyes stiffly, causing her eyes to be a little dizzy.

She tried to keep her eyes focused on the person opposite: "Seven, seven, seven...... Seven Emotions God! ”

The old woman squinted at her, "Have you been tired lately?" I slept so deeply. ”

"No, I slept so deeply even if I wasn't tired. No, I've been tired lately. Yesterday, I had a very strange experience with my peers, to be exact, my students and I had a strange experience a few days ago. ”

"Oh? What is it? ”

"Recently I was designed by a puppeteer and completed several difficult tasks." Then, Yuexia told the old woman all the adventures in the world of the puppeteer and the munition, including the secret that the puppeteer said.

When the old woman heard this, her expression became stern and her brows furrowed.

Yue Xia looked at the appearance of the Seven Emotions God, and asked worriedly: "You are the Seven Emotions God, and you have great powers, do you know anything about this strange world?" ”

"It seems that this strange world has collapsed to the depths. Ten years ago, Yuan Mo was inspired by the desire gacha to create countless malice. Dongtian intends to let the Desire Gacha Machine destroy all humans with a dark side, however, Dongdi, who has not yet been sealed, stops Dongtian's actions. The battle between the two gods has been fought for five years, and Dongdi has been sealed in the depths of Dongtian's heart. And at this time, the world of Yuan Mo has been broken from the root, and Lord Dongtian thought to himself when he saw this, anyway, Yuan Mo himself will be finished soon, and there is no need to waste the power of the Desire Gacha Machine. So he was left to fend for himself. There is nothing we can do about it. I didn't expect ...... It collapsed so quickly, it only took another five years, and it became like this~ This Mo world is probably the first parallel world that is about to be destroyed! ”

"Then why does the world of Yuanmo have a name, but our world doesn't have a specific name?"

"That's because there are secret techniques that have appeared since the birth of the universe. This secret technique was originally hidden in a corner, and the energy it emitted changed the genes of some of humanity millions of years ago, prompting the emergence of people with near-godlike wisdom in each generation of this world. These people used a lot of conclusive evidence and images to prove the existence of other parallel worlds. Therefore, in the world of Yuanmo, the parallel world is a common sense knowledge. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, in order to distinguish their world from other parallel worlds, they gave it a name - Yuan Mo. ”

Yuexia broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this: "Even if there are people close to God in the Yuanmo world, can't they avoid the end of destruction?" ”

"That's right."

"Those people can't save the world, so what about me, isn't there even more hopelessness? What if I fail, won't our world be doomed? Yuexia looked a little worried and lowered her eyes.

She raised her eyes again and looked at the Seven Emotions God: "What does the puppeteer mean by the gears?" What does it push for speed, and what exactly does it mean? ”

The Seven Emotions God sighed and drank the whole bowl of green tea: "We really haven't heard of this matter, and after thinking about it just now, we don't have any clue." ”

Yuexia was a little depressed: "Don't even your gods know about this?" ”

"Our seven gods of love are all people hundreds or thousands of years ago, because there are knots in our feelings that cannot be untied forever, and then after cultivation, we become the gods of obsession. Later, we met one after another by chance until we became one. The time of our existence is a drop in the ocean in the life of the universe. In the final analysis, our Seven Emotions God is the lowest god, and it is also the closest god to human beings. And the matter of this cog is a secret that existed at the beginning of the creation of the parallel world, so we don't know it. ”

"Do they know about the East Heaven and the East Land?"

"They don't necessarily know. Because the age of the East Heaven and Earth is only 100,000 light years. Compared to the universe, they are just a small point. Naturally, they wouldn't have heard of it. ”

"Is there a God who lives longer?"

"Yes, there is, but with the consciousness of a low-level god like ours, we can't have any communication with a high-level god at all. It can also be said that the physical environment in which our expression is located cannot be connected. Therefore, we are unable to make any inquiries with them. ”

"Will the East be able to communicate with them?"

"No, in fact, the East Heaven and the East Earth are also low-level gods."

"What?" Yue Xia showed an incredulous expression, "I thought they were high-level gods!" ”

The old woman shook her head: "Of course it can't be, they are not even intermediate gods." If they were high gods, they wouldn't be so boring to do those things. ”

Yuexia frowned: "Alas, what should I do then?" Now there is no way to solve this mystery. ”

"You don't need to rush to figure it out. Because God can help you to save your world. ”

"But do you only believe you can do it?"

"You woman, you are so open-mouthed! Forget it, you have no choice but to listen to us first. Joy God, come out~"

"Hey~ I'm going to travel again~" Yuexia was a little excited, this time it was finally related to happy things. Because this time I came out of the gods!

A pretty woman of eighteen or nineteen years old split from the Seven Emotions God. Although this woman's dress is a little nondescript, she is unexpectedly good-looking.

"Joyful God? What kind of world are you dressed up in? Yuexia circled around this little beauty.

"Well, the world I lived in before I became a god is indeed a little different from other worlds. Oops, don't worry about it so much, I'll send you on a trip quickly~"

Yuexia's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement: "Won't this trip be very happy?" ”

"Happy? Oh hehe, I think you misunderstood. It may not be as sad as other trips, but it is not very happy either. ”

"If you're not happy, what does it have to do with happiness?"

"Well, how can I explain it to you?" Kijin stroked his white chin and thought for a while, "Don't you feel a little bored when traveling happily in general?" ”

"No, no, no, I'm not bored at all~"

"But I'm bored."

"Happy God~ Don't build your happiness on the pain of others, okay~"

"Well, it was just kidding. Actually, I don't want you to be miserable. I just want you to think a little deeper. ”

"Hmm."

"Don't worry, let's go quickly~" Xishen waved his long sleeves.

Yuexia finds herself in a strange world. Most of the women around were dressed in the same costumes as the goddess. Beneath the multicolored tulle are short sleeves and shorts in solid silk, halfway up the arms and legs. The men's clothes consisted of short sleeves and shorts made of plain cotton.

Both men and women have a variety of hairstyles.

Yuexia pulled a pedestrian: "What dynasty is this?" ”

"Tang Dynasty."

"Tang Dynasty? Oh my God, the Tang Dynasty in this world is very open, and it can even show its arms and calves. ”

"Neurotic! Now that summer is so hot, what to wear without short sleeves? ”

"Hmm, okay, that makes sense haha."

Yuexia continued to observe everything around her, and gradually, her original memories began to fade. In less than a few minutes, she lost her memory again, but what existed in her memory was in this world, another memory of her.

Another her in this world, named Xiaoqiu. Miscellaneous work in Xiaoxiang Music Pipe, mainly responsible for cleaning the room of Mr. Xiang, the head brand of Xiaoxiang Music Pipe. Mr. Xiang is a legendary figure, no one knows his true background, everyone only thinks that he is a living immortal who is proficient in numerology and spells, and temporarily serves in Xiaoxiang Leguan. And because he is good at playing tactful and delicate guqin music, and loves robes, it adds a touch of mystery to it. His job is to listen to the thoughts of his guests every night and use the sound of the piano to divinate them. Every time he divined a fortune, he liked to sprinkle incense powder on the strings.

"Hey, why am I so stunned? I still have to buy incense powder for Mr. Xiang~" Yuexia looked at her empty hands, sighed self-deprecatingly, waved her arms wildly, and strode towards the market.

She heard many passers-by shouting to attend the fireworks display at night, and saw Mr. Xiang's heavenly skills: "There is a fireworks display tonight!" Mr. Xiang made an exception for divination for two people. ”

Xiaoqiu covered her mouth and snickered: Mr. Xiang's so-called "Tongtian skills" are just tricks to deceive people. You don't know, don't I know yet?

When she arrived at the bazaar, Xiaoqiu was stunned by the dazzling array of rouge gouache. She touched her cheeks, which were not powdered, and felt that she was a little out of place among the fragrant and beautiful women around her. She took a random box of incense powder, paid for it, and fled the market.

She also wanted to buy some rouge gouache for herself, but she was shy in her pocket. Looking at the incense powder box engraved with the pattern of autumn chrysanthemums, Xiaoqiu was a little moved. She stopped, opened the lid like a thief, and looked at the snow-white incense powder, which was really tempting. I dipped a little of my slender jade finger and rubbed it on the back of my hand.

"Wow~ It's so fragrant~ It's all used on the strings, isn't it a waste?"

Xiaoqiu looked back and forth and saw a flour shop.

"Boss, give me some flour."

The boss stepped forward: "Girl, how much do you want." ”

"Hmm." Xiaoqiu drew a small circle in the air with her hand, "That's about it, right?" ”

"Don't sell, don't sell!" The boss waved his hand, "How do you want me to sell such a little flour?" ”

Xiaoqiu returned to Xiaoxiang Music Hall in a huff, and then went straight to the kitchen.

"Aunt Bao, how can I hear the sound of rats?" The cook stopped chopping vegetables and pricked up her ears.

"No~ You heard it wrong!" Aunt Bao was washing vegetables while squeezing her eyes at Xiaoqiu, who was scooping flour.

Xiaoqiu moved her mouth: "Thank you." "Another fist. Then she took out half of the incense powder, put it in her small cloth bag, and mixed the flour into it.