Chapter 364 Celebrity Biography
Ying Yu was not surprised by the honor and humiliation. He came forward and patted Moer, and the two entered the second floor of Tianya Pavilion together.
The second floor and the first floor of Tianya Pavilion are almost the same, and there are also rows of bookshelves, with a simple atmosphere. It's just that unlike the first floor, there are not so many people in the second floor.
"Wow..."
Mo'er ran around this floor with a smile, and her little head turned around and watched everywhere.
Ying Yu also slowly came from behind and glanced over the books. At a glance, you can see what is written on the cover of the book, and the content of the book can be roughly guessed.
Suddenly, Ying Yu's eyes condensed and fell on an ancient book.
A few steps forward, Ying Yu took a green book from the bookshelf, looked at the words on it, and was stunned.
"Forget the love story!"
In the world, many people will record the experiences of some famous people and write books for future generations to admire. Among them, the celebrity biographies written by Tianyalou are naturally the most detailed.
The biography of forgetfulness recorded in front of us is the information of the most glorious forgetfulness in the world 100 years ago!
There are gradually no rumors in the world about the person who has forgotten love. And Yingyu, if he hadn't found clues about the forgotten love on the seashore of reincarnation in the underworld, he would not have cared about this person.
Judging from all the signs, the moon has died and died at the hands of the forgetful son.
"Forget love, the character from a hundred years ago not only lives to now, but also needs such terrible strength?"
Thinking of this, Ying Yu frowned and couldn't figure it out.
If you don't enter the fairyland, you can't live long!
Even the strong man in the Holy Land can only live 150 or 60 years at most, but it is difficult to prolong his life.
And the rumor that the forgetful son passed away more than a hundred years ago, when the forgetful son was 150 years old. Now another 200 years, does it mean that the forgetful son is 250 years old?
In theory, this is impossible. But what does the information left after the death of Youyue mean?
"Ah, where did this kid come from? Put it down!"
A thunderous sound sounded, and a middle-aged man came out and chased him with an ugly face.
In front of the middle-aged man, foam appeared jumping, holding an ancient book in both hands. It's just that these books have been torn apart. On the way of Moer's running, they will fly out one by one, making the middle-aged man's face more gloomy and tremble with anger.
"Where did the kid come from!"
The roar of middle-aged people attracted the attention of this level.
Many people have recognized that this middle-aged man, Qiao Zheng, the person in charge of Tianya Pavilion here, is usually quite gentle, but today he is furious and can't help but be secretly shocked.
"Ah, bad people, bad people, there are bad people bullying Moer." Mo'er quickly ran to Ying Yu's body, pounced on Ying Yu's body, pouted and said, "Bad guy, there are bad people behind to bully Mo'er."
Ying Yu was stunned and looked up. Qiao Zheng also came closer and looked at him with an ugly look.
"Is your child from your family? It's too nonsense." Joe is almost roaring.
"What did she do?" Ying Yu asked.
"Look at it yourself." Joe was pointing to the things in Moer's hand and gritted his teeth and said, "This child has torn up two very important books in my place and can't read them at all."
Ying Yu looked down and saw that the books in Mo'er's hand were indeed tattered, and pages of shredded paper flew everywhere.
"Huh? Uncle, are these two broken books very important to you?" Moer tilted her head and asked.
"Of course." Joe is humming.
"Then give it back to the uncle. Moer won't take other people's things indiscriminately." Moer bent her eyes and smiled, threw the two books in her hand forward, and saw shredded paper.
The corners of Qiao Shan's mouth twitched a few times, and a piece of white paper fell on his face, reflecting the black lines on his head.
Ying Yu also felt quite helpless. He took a piece of paper and took it in front of him. He was stunned on the spot.
"...The former life of Mr. Yu Yingyu - King Chuxuan of the State of Chu became angry and fought against the monks, causing millions of people to die and blood everywhere..."
The information recorded in this book is clearly Ying Yu's previous life, which is actually recorded in these celebrity biographies.
People in Tianyalou once met Yingyu in the previous life at the place of reincarnation. It is normal to know such information. It's just that Ying Yu never thought that these were recorded one by one.
"Wow..."
Ying Yu brushed by with one hand and took a piece of paper in his hand, recording all about his three lifetimes.
Suddenly, a piece of paper recording the rest flew by.
"The ruthless fairy Yun gently danced for Mr. Yu to respond to the rain, but he forgot his feelings and fought against his former peers..."
Above, it is clearly recorded the life of Yun Qingwu. All kinds of information, not much omission, are recorded.
Ying Yu was stunned and didn't know what to say.
"These things have been torn up, and you have to compensate me." Joe was saying, pointing to the cover of a book and saying, "Look at this... huh? Huh? This is..."
On the cover, there is a portrait recording the appearance of Ying Yu, which is vivid.
Joe's eyes widened, looked at the portrait on the cover, looked at Ying Yu, and the corners of his mouth trembled: "Well... Well... In fact, it doesn't matter... It's just that the books are destroyed, we still have... cough, cough."
"Uncle, didn't you just say you wanted to pay compensation?" Moer asked with bright eyes.
"No, no, haha." Qiao was smiling casually and said, "Uncle is joking with you. How can you accompany you in such a trivial matter, haha..."
The rest of the people around looked at this picture and looked at each other, and couldn't help but be tongue-dropping.
"Do you really don't have to accompany me? Moer will be sorry."
"No, no, I really don't need it." Qiao Zheng answered quickly, waved his hand and smiled.
"Well, let's leave first."
Ying Yu thought about it, exhaled, and then pulled Moer and turned away.
Moer turned her head and spit out her little tongue at Joe.
"I'll send it to you, I'll send it to you." Qiao said attentively.
The three walked down from the second floor and slowly left under the strange eyes of the people on the first floor.
sent Ying Yu and Moer away with his own hands, and Qiao Zheng was also relieved.
"Well, Elder Joe." Someone asked respectfully, "What is the identity of that man and a child? Do you need Elder Qiao to send them in person?"
Qiao Shan straightened up, glanced around casually, and said faintly, "Yingyu."
The people around were dumbfounded when they heard the words, and the people who had ridiculed Yingyu before almost bit their tongues, which was unbelievable.