"What do you mean?"

... The title can be written in up to thirty-five words...

"I'll give you another chance. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

... If you don't change your name or change your surname, I just have a complete memory system, why don't you seem to be happy? Are you not eating enough chicken legs?Hey~ waiter!Ten more grilled chicken legs, no green onions, no coriander, and a bowl of rice?...

"Shut up!" Jiao Ming couldn't keep up with the rhythm of a certain system, and felt that his migraine had recurred.

... There are no chicken legs, so what legs do you have? human legs? Tut-tut, let's live, but it should be fresh, preferably a little boy who just died in the afternoon...

"Shut the fuck up. Jiao Ming was really angry this time. was blatantly deliberately provoked with clumsy acting skills, and for fear that Jiao Ming would not be able to see it, no one could bear it.

... Oops, I forgot to forget, my brother is a bit picky, you hurry up and go to the back kitchen, don't want it if you don't get out of the pot. In this way, first two bottles of old snowflakes, room temperature, then a plate of peanuts, mixed with shredded potatoes, and the rest of the dishes will be talked about later. By the way, turn on the air conditioner a little more, you can see that my crotch is full of sweat on this hot day, hey~, the little girl blushed, hahaha...

"What the hell are you?"

There was no answer. The owner of the voice seemed to be immersed in a dinner party between friends, talking nonsense that flattered others, and mixed with wine persuasion and yellow jokes, and from time to time beckoned the waiter to serve wine and food, and was very happy. Jiao Ming noticed that in this one-man show, the voice did not play multiple roles like stand-up comedy, but interacted with many silent virtual characters, as if performing an empty bowl of noodles.

In the following time, the voice of this self-proclaimed system was still shouting and drinking, and Jiao Ming couldn't communicate with it at all, so he could only listen passively. At the end of the banquet, when Xiao Shi came over, Jiao Ming wiped the oil stains on the corners of Xiao Shi's mouth with his sleeve, and at the same time was surprised that the voice in his head disappeared like this.

Back in the room and lying on the bed, Jiao Ming tentatively lowered his voice and shouted a few times about the system, but there was no response. It came so suddenly, and walked casually, even made Jiao Ming suspect again that this was just an auditory hallucination.

"What are you shouting?" asked the hour, grunting. "It's okay, sleep. Jiao Ming didn't think that this was the end of the matter, he hesitated again and again and felt that it was not a way to stare and not sleep, after all, he fell asleep, and then when he opened his eyes again in a trance, he was at home in his third-tier town.

Everything in the room is what I remember, tables, chairs, benches, televisions, photos, clocks, small decorations, and familiarity make Jiao Ming almost cry. And the voice claiming to be such and such a system appeared unsurprisingly.

... Are you happy to be home? Surprise or not?...

"This is a dream space?"

... You mean the magic of the ice lotus's firewood girl?~,Almost...

"So that's the question, what are you?"

... The system, does the system understand?

"You said that you are a primordial old demon who borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul, how much can I believe it. ”

... Really, then I'm the old demon who borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul...

"Didn't you say that you wouldn't change your name or your surname?

... Yes, the Tao number of the real person is the 'complete memory system', and there is nothing wrong with it...

"Your number is a bit long, and it's a bit casual. ”

... No one stipulates that the road number must be two words, just like no one stipulates that the title cannot be written in the text, but what you said also makes sense, this road number is a bit of a drama, what do you think of the 'finished' real person?...

"It's like laying it early. ”

... Then remember the real person, like that?...

Jiao Ming was afraid that he would not be able to ask anything if he continued like this, so he went straight to the point and said: "Let's not talk about the name or anything, since it is a system, how about introducing your own functions, and showing up by the way?"

... Bell Bell Bell ...

After the vulgar self-matching music, a book wrapped in rusty iron chains appeared within reach of Jiao Ming's chest, the book was ordinary size, two fingers thick, and the cover was pure black, floating in the air.

"Are you a book?" Jiao Ming cautiously did not touch it with his hands.

... You don't seem to like it very much?

As soon as the words fell, the book turned into a frozen vanity mirror in a flash of phantom light.

... How about this? Ice and mirrors, what a damn literature and art...

Jiao Ming shrugged: "Anyway, it's a dream, and the image doesn't mean much." ”

... Makes sense! Here's one of my favorites...

As he spoke, the mirror turned into a cardboard box with an opening sealed with transparent tape in the phantom light, and continued to float in the air in discord.

... The function of this system is to present all your memories completely, and it can be retrieved intelligently...

"Sounds a bit of a nonsense. Jiao Ming told the truth.

... I think so too, ah no, I mean it's just bleed, okay...

"Prove it. ”

... Then solve your biggest problem right now...

As soon as the words fell, an image appeared on one side of the box, and a long-lost hot background music sounded, and a woman in a kimono scratched her head in the shaky camera.

... Let's have a shot, buddy, it's been ten years of jerking off...

Jiao Ming's eyelids jumped, and he forcibly suppressed the irritability in his heart, understanding that this voice was playing tricks on himself, and if he vomited badly, he would lose.

... This is your favorite spell casting material back then.,How did the taste change after crossing?No.,Oh~ I understand.,It must be because of the innocence of the firewood girl who was recently teased by the ice lotus.,Come and see this.,Little fresh series.,You only watched it twice and threw it into the corner...

"That's enough!" Jiao Ming roared.

... Young people's liver fire is so strong, it is really difficult to serve you if you are unwilling to vent. Say what you want, don't let me guess, big men always want to have a heart?...

"Find out the memories of sophomore politics class. Jiao Ming somewhat understood the function of this so-called system, and tentatively issued instructions.

In an instant, more than a dozen screens appeared in the air, covering Jiao Ming's field of vision, showing a lecturer taking a political class, and nearby was a Jiao Ming who was sleeping in a daze, or chatting with a number, or looking at his mobile phone.

... If you want to, you can speak, and if you don't say you want me, how do I know you really want?

"Don't learn Tang Seng, it will be considered the number of water words. ”

... Do you still miss your wasted college life? Tut-tut, I fell asleep in the first class, and I laughed to death. Look here, look here! In the fourth class, the chat was very high, and the teacher stared at you, you don't even know...

"Shut up. ”

At this time, Jiao Ming looked at himself in his memory, a little helpless, there were not many political classes, the few sections that escaped were all black, the few sections that slept were blank, the ones who slipped away were not bad, and there was not a single section that listened carefully.

......

After dinner the next morning, Jiao Ming found Binglian in the study, "I think we need to talk." ”

"Of course, but if we want to talk for a long time, let's talk about it on the road. ”

"On the way, where are you going?"

"The festival celebration of the harvest in Naft Town, as I said a few days ago. ”

Jiao Ming was a little confused: "Wasn't that last night?"

"Last night was just an appetizer, and it was the main meal in Changteng Town. Binglian explained as she packed her things, obviously pressed for time.

"I'm leaving, but I can't leave the village. ”

"I'll approve you to be two days late. Binglian lowered her head and was busy going around, but she was just throwing a few things back and forth meaninglessly.

... This girl is not honest, buddy, you have to be careful...

... Shut up... Jiao Ming has learned to communicate silently with a certain system.

... The little monk went down the mountain to Huazhai, and the old monk confessed that the woman under the mountain was a tiger, and when she met it, she had to stay away...

This annoying voice sang an out-of-tune single cycle to itself, allowing Jiao Ming to say anything more and not respond. Ever since it reappeared after breakfast, it has been chattering about various things, which makes Jiao Ming very annoyed, and it has become an MP3 at the moment, which still makes Jiao Ming a lot easier.

In the few seconds when Jiao Ming was competing with the system, Binglian couldn't hold back, mistakenly thinking that her little trick was seen through, and confessed: "A few days before the festival was a blind date meeting, so those men were inexplicable, and this was also for your good." ”

If Liu Ba's affairs are not dealt with, how can Jiao Ming have the heart to pay attention to these things: "Don't talk about that, if the time is limited, I will talk about two things first." ”

Jiao Ming's first request was to make up for the bad effects caused by this incident, and the main means was to transfer another batch of chickens to those chicken farmers, and the team that collected taxes and grains swept away all the chickens in the village, but Liu Ba's son resisted and suffered misfortune. Binglian is a young lord, and it is enough to take the things in the castle with her permission.

"It's easy, but what about the second thing?"

"What is the tax rate here?" Jiao Ming asked, trying to deal with this matter by legal means here, if the team that collects taxes and grain collects an extra three or five buckets, it is not impossible to pull up the banner of justice and crush the other party.

Binglian smiled bitterly: "Those people below can't figure out the addition and subtraction within a hundred, and they can still figure out the word 'tax rate'?"

Jiao Ming opened his mouth and asked in disbelief: "Then how to collect taxes?"

"Leave the rations and take the rest. Binglian looked directly at Jiao Ming: "So those people are completely taxed according to the law." ”

"Isn't this a rebellion?"

"All the rebels were killed, and they were killed hundreds of years ago at the beginning of the Age of Magic, as recorded in the documents of the ancestors. Binglian pointed to a corner of the bookshelf on the wall of the study. Jiao Ming looked at the inconspicuous old books with animal skin covers, and seemed to see the sorghum fields full of corpses, but there was no superfluous feeling, there were still few dead people on the land of China.

... Tsk tsk, this is really a sin, such a family burdened with great sin actually ruled this place for hundreds of years with peace of mind, the real red fruit of the poisonous vegetable, here needs the light of universal values!

... Go back and sing your songs...

... What do you want to hear? I'll sing anything you've heard...

A certain system chanted more than a dozen song titles in a row, and then saw that Jiao Ming didn't speak, so he sang randomly, still out of tune.

The corners of Jiao Ming's mouth twitched, regretting that he had subconsciously accosted a certain system again. Settle down, let a certain system howl in your head, just don't hear it, and turn your mind back to Liu Ba's matter.

"Thank you last night. ”

Binglian shook her head, "I was also busy with the cement kiln and accounts, and I forgot to explain a word, and I didn't find out about the problem until Ssk reported it." ”

"And what happened later?" Jiao Ming asked.

"I couldn't find you in the castle, but I found the woman with a scarred face, and after a few questions, I was waiting for you at the door. Binglian finally finished packing up her things, and said while pushing Jiao Ming out of the study: "You can stay here and deal with things, I will lend you Xia Feng for two days, remember that in three days, Master Mar will explain the "Four Elephant Meditation Method" in Changteng Town, don't miss it." ”

......

After the two separated, Jiao Ming watched the group of people and horses assemble in the small square in front of the castle, but he didn't want to pay more attention, and rode a hammer to lead the small door board and the wooden spoon lady and a few coolies to carry a batch of chickens, and the group went to the nameless village.

But after arriving at the place, Jiao Ming felt a strangeness again, and the whole small village was still as peaceful as before, as if nothing had happened yesterday. Adults gather in twos and threes to thresh sorghum ears with stone chips, and children chase and play happily. For a moment, Jiao Ming was stunned, could it be that what he saw yesterday evening was a big dream?

... These female creatures are all too ugly, none of them can look at them, it's really spicy. Seeing your surprised appearance, could it be that you should build a funeral shed here, get a body farewell ceremony or something, and then bring some molecular food to each family? Haha, I laughed to death...

Jiao Mingqiang resisted the urge to quarrel with a certain system, first went to the brick house with a wooden spoon and a small door panel, settled the new chickens he brought, and then took the old door panel that slept here to visit Liu Ba's shack again.

Last night, the messy yard had been cleaned up, and after two calls outside the shack but no one answered, the neighbor told the couple to 'sweep the mountain'. Jiao Ming was stunned when he heard this, but the old door panel reacted quickly, and said in a low voice: "Most of them are buried in **, and my hometown also has a similar evasive saying, called Guihai." ”

Jiao Ming asked for directions, and then followed the path to the outside of the village, and sure enough, not far from the village, he met Liu Ba and his wife who were walking back against the wooden shovel. Both of them are in a haggard state, Liu Ba Po Niang's eyes are red, and she wipes the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeves from time to time, Liu Ba's dark circles are still obvious even on her dark face, and she was slightly stunned after seeing the two, and she was a little overwhelmed.

Jiao Ming's expected chase scene did not appear, and he was secretly glad and at the same time it was even more difficult to understand the state of mind of the poor people in this world.

... It's not hard to understand at all. According to ancient historical records, it is also common to change children and eat during famine, and the memoirs of Marshal Xin Zhong Guokai also have the text of villagers drowning babies and selling children...

... What do you mean?...

... It is very common for several children to die in an agrarian society, you don't make a fuss about it, it is good to die, to die of disease, to starve, to be poisoned by eating indiscriminately, to die by climbing trees and falling to death by naughty. Oh, I almost forgot, this unlucky kid died because of you, uh-huh, it's a little different...

Jiao Ming's heart twitched again, he no longer paid attention to the noise of a certain system, and said hello to Liu Ba: "I want to talk to you." ”

Liu Ba hesitated for a few seconds, but still nodded and told the mother-in-law to go back to the village, the mother-in-law seemed to be a little reluctant, but she still left under Liu Ba's small movements. When he was wrong with Liu Ba Po Niang, Jiao Ming felt a gaze, but he didn't have the courage to turn his head to look over.

... This ugly monster who doesn't know what to do dares to stare at you, it's against the sky, hurry up and kill her. Oh yes, I know you're morally clean, that's okay! I don't! You get me a knife, and I'll be on the spot...

The acting skills of a certain system pretend to be angry and ruined, but in fact they gloat. Jiao Ming gritted his teeth and held back, not refuting anything, because that would only make this annoying thing even more chattering.

"I don't know what the adults want to talk to the little ones. Liu Hachi put the wooden shovel on his shoulder in front of him and asked in a hoarse voice.

"We'll make up the number of chickens in the other houses, and everything will continue to work as usual after that. After all, there are no other losses, I believe they will be willing" Jiao Ming didn't have such experience in talking, so he simply went straight to the truth, and seeing that Liu Ba still had a bitter face, he continued: "These are really just misunderstandings. ”

The implication in Jiao Ming's self-admitted words is already obvious, and Liu Ba, a smart person, should be able to understand it, but he doesn't know how much emotional intelligence he can retain just after losing his son.

"Misunderstanding...... "Liu Ba muttered the word a few times, but did not show any emotion, "Can the little one give an answer to the adult in three days." ”

"Two days. Jiao Ming naturally remembered the time he went to Changteng Town.

"Good!"