The white garment on the girl's body was not ordinary silk, but a cloud brocade from Huiliang, bright and silky, but it still could not cover her snow-like skin.

She has a special temperament, as if she was born much cleaner than other beings in the world, with bright eyes and bright teeth, black hair like a waterfall, although there is no rain, the girl's left hand still holds a white oil-paper umbrella, which makes her beautiful like a picture.

"This. The girl's beauty was thrilling, but it didn't move Fang Baiyu, what made the young man excited was the thing she held in her right hand, a big sesame baked cake with a large piece of beef in it.

The beef was hot and steaming, and with the shaking of the wrist of the girl in white, a drop of oil dripped to the ground.

Fang Baiyu's tears are about to fall, and he is too excited to say a sentence to the gods: "Ten years of life and death, I don't think about it, I can't forget it, I am lonely for thousands of miles, I have nowhere to talk about it, even if I don't know each other, I am dusty, my temples are like frost, I suddenly return to my hometown at night, Xiaoxuan window, I am dressing, I don't say anything about each other, only a thousand lines of tears, I expect to have a broken intestine every year, a bright moon night, and a short pine gang." ”

"Oh. The girl was moved by Su Shi and took a step forward: "Still speechless." ”

Closer and closer, Fang Baiyu, who had experience in Li Ming's house, knew that this piece of fat could not reach his dog's mouth, but it was good to smell the taste, and in order to make him happy, he walked some teenagers and chanted another poem.

"Go up to the west building alone without a word, and the moon is like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks in late autumn, cuts constantly, and the reason is messy, it is sorrowful, and it is not a general taste in the heart. ”

Empress Li's poem was even more sassy, and the girl in white took a step closer, and shook the beef patty in her hand at Fang Baiyu, "Do you want to eat?"

"I don't want to. Fang Baiyu swallowed and shook his head, there is a kind of love called letting go, rather than watching the meatloaf turn into stone in his hands, it is better to let it be hot in the girl's hands.

"I know what you're worried about, you can eat this, don't believe you give it a try. The girl's words were full of temptation.

"Are you the devil?" the boy grumbled, reaching out and snatching the beef patty.

A second, two seconds, three seconds have passed, witnessing the moment of miracle, the beef patty or the beef patty did not turn to stone.

"This young lady is a foreigner like you, and you can eat her things. Chen Pi answered his doubts, but the little fat man swallowed his own saliva, and children are always greedy.

"You're such a nice guy. Fang Baiyu smiled and said to the girl, the praise of the poor is so cheap, a meatloaf devil will become a good person, but he is still a little sensible, and he still remembers to ask before the food is eaten: "What price do I have to pay for eating this?"

"Why do you ask that?" the girl in white looked at him funny: "Can't I just be kind enough to invite you to eat?"

"Because there is no such thing as a free dinner in this world. The boy looked up at the sky: "Of course, there is no lunch for nothing. ”

"You're wise. The girl in white smiled: "It's not for you to eat, you have to go to a place with me after eating, of course you can also refuse." ”

"I can go with you now, let's eat and walk. Fang Baiyu made a decision in an instant, the society is very realistic, the book can't be sold, a few people have passed this time, everyone shook their heads and left after reading the wooden sign written by the young man, it seems that the future of selling herself is not optimistic, it is rare that the girl is interested in herself, although the value of a beef patty is cheaper, Fang Baiyu still decided to sell herself.

The beef patty was his own, and of course the boy was free to dispose of it, so when he left, he tore off half of it and handed it to the drooling tangerine peel on the side.

"Brother Fang, are you still coming back, should I wait for you here?" came the little fat man's inquiry behind him.

"No, I don't. Fang Baiyu didn't look back, just waved his hand behind him.

The girl walked step by step in front, Fang Baiyu followed silently behind with a basket on her back, their footsteps left the market town and walked towards a sheep intestine path, the beef patty had been eaten, this road seemed a little heavy, and what made the young man feel even heavier was the voiceover that suddenly sounded.

"Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills, the script of the fourth episode is written, and the heroine of this play also appears, congratulations to the host on double happiness. The sound of teasing was still so cheerful, but the information leaked in it made Fang Baiyu smell a trace of ominousness.

After the first battle from the lake, the boy and the system almost broke up, playing like a black hand, Fang Baiyu felt that his fate was controlled by the system, and later wrote his own script to fight back against it, but he learned to be obedient after playing a loss, and the white box did not appear in the next few appearances.

Now it appears in the teenager's mind again, and the script for the fourth episode is written in the box: Fang Baiyu strayed into Shengdou Village, and by chance met the heroine Yue Chuxin, who came here to participate in the sect trial, and the two fell in love at first sight, and the male protagonist carefully concealed the fact that he was a waste material while helping the female protagonist pass the trial. . .

Finally stopped acting? The young man saw that the corners of his mouth raised a sarcastic smile, Fang Baiyu actually thought a lot in the past few days lying on the hospital bed, although the village is weird, but it is actually just a small obstacle to his future, the real fetters are still playing, the young man doesn't know how this system is bound to himself, but one thing is sure that playing is self-conscious, and every step has its purpose.

Starting from the bow and the eagle shooting, the drama is ostensibly filming but actually lets itself act at its pace, in the episodes it planned, he left the mortal society, and gradually communicated with the cultivation world, and in the second episode, he saw through the purpose of the system, so he didn't bother to hide it now.

I don't need to role-play anymore, I'm going to play myself from now on, but I'm just acting according to the script of the play, but am I that easy to manipulate?

"I'm a waste material!" Fang Baiyu suddenly stopped and said to the girl in white in front of him.

The system was still a little stupid, and even showed the script to himself first, of course the boy would not be stupid enough to act according to the script, but the result seemed to be a little different from what he expected.

"I originally thought you were a straw bale, but later I found out that this straw bale could make poems, and now I have guessed my identity, Fang Baiyu, you really can't be regarded as a waste material. ”

The girl in white turned around and looked at the young man seriously: "People are valuable in having self-knowledge, where can a person who knows his waste materials waste again? ”

Fang Baiyu didn't shake hands with her: "Our marriage contract has been dissolved, I told your mother about this before, and now I'll tell you again, as for me saying that I am a waste material, it's because I can't practice for the rest of my life, and I can't become a cultivator like you, how did you know that I was Fang Baiyu in the end?"

There were keywords such as sect trials in the script, so the young man guessed that Yue Chuxin was a cultivator, but how did she know her identity? According to the information originally mastered, Yue Chuxin had been away from home for several years, could it be that the original owner's appearance hadn't changed much for so many years?

"Every once in a while, the best painter in the house will paint your portrait for me, so I am no stranger to you, as for the dissolution of the marriage, I know that you are afraid of becoming a burden to me, but I like you a little. Yue Chuxin was a little shorter than Bai Yu, and the girl suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed the young man's forehead.

Fang Baiyu racked his brains and didn't escape the plot he arranged, he was even more excited about the play, and he played another episode in the happy system: "I like you inexplicably, I fall in love with you deeply, there is no reason and no reason... ”

"But I don't like you, and I already have someone I like. Coming to his senses in Zhang Hongliang's magnetic voice, the young man gently pushed Yue Chuxin away.

"I'll talk about these things later, but you'd better fulfill your promise first, after all, you've already eaten the meatloaf. The girl's expression was a little gloomy, but she quickly recovered.

"I can go with you, but you always have to tell me where to go and what to do, right?" This question was not very important before, but now that Yue Chuxin's identity is known, Fang Baiyu must know her purpose.

"Go to the place where I live now, there are still some people like me, that is, the cultivators in your mouth, you just said that you are a waste material and can't cultivate, Fang Baiyu, do you know what cultivation is? What kind of person can be called a cultivator?" Yue Chuxin asked softly.

Is this a test of his intelligence? Anyway, he plans to play the role of a waste material, and the teenager does not plan to maintain his image.

"These things are in the book, and you deserve the sun and the moon. Fang Baiyu took out the divine book written by Li Ming from the basket behind him, maybe this fiancée who had no chance could become his first customer.

"I like to wear white, but that doesn't mean my brain is white. Yue Chuxin smiled and glanced at the book without taking it: "And the rice currency is very precious, I still have to save money to buy the road." ”

"Actually, this book is very good, and it is your loss not to buy it. The young man put away the book stupidly, but he didn't expect that the other party was trapped in Shengdou Village like him.

"There are three realms of cultivation, transcendental, clear, and spiritual. Yue Chuxin felt that it was necessary to popularize some common sense in the cultivation realm for Fang Baiyu.

"I know that. Jin Chaoqun said these words when he rescued him, and the young man was no stranger to these three realms.

"To be extraordinary is to transcend the ordinary. The girl didn't care about Fang Baiyu's rudeness and continued: "Even if ordinary people have learned some punches and kicks, they are only a hundred enemies, and beyond this is extraordinary." ”

"I used to seem extraordinary, but not anymore. "Fang Baiyu used to fight against the zombie army with Brother Dao's strength when he fought with Nie Pseudo-Niang before, and he was indeed extraordinary by the standards of a girl.

"Practicing Qi can prolong life for a hundred years at most, the second realm of cultivation is for us to seek the truth in nature, you understand a truth is clear, understand a hundred is also clear, most people don't know how to break through this realm, so more than seventy percent of the people in the cultivation realm are clear, and the remaining two percent are trapped in the extraordinary, and there is no one who can communicate with the gods. With Yue Chuxin's words, the true face of the cultivation realm gradually unfolded in front of the young man.

"What realm are you in now?" Fang Baiyu felt that the girl was a little unfathomable, and couldn't help but ask.

"I already know it. Yue Chuxin smiled lightly, and his jade hand stretched out and flashed in front of the young man.

The place where the two of them stood was under an apricot tree, and there was a sweet spring gushing out next to the apricot tree, Fang Baiyu had been hungry and thirsty for a long time, but because of the rules of Shengdou Village, he couldn't drink the water at all, but now with the girl's gesture, the sweet spring turned into Bai Lian and flew into the sky, and then turned into rain and dew poured on the top of the young man's head.