038, why don't you love me

"Didn't you go for the holiday? Why did you come back so early? Are you still not picky?" Si Nanyou asked.

Tang Xiaotang replied expressionlessly, "It's not fun, so I came back." Si Nan laughed and seemed to see through her lies, but did not comment.

Are you sad? What are you sad about? No matter how you look at it, there is nothing to be sad about. The old fairy has found the wrong person, whether it is Qianqian who has caused a terrible disaster or whoever sold him to Tang Youxin, has nothing to do with himself, right?

He said that he didn't want to accept an apprentice, and he had known this kind of thing for a long time. He was a free labor force. He had been here for five years without any complaints, but now he began to struggle. He was so pretentious and not like himself.

"Mr. Si Nan."

"Hmm?"

Tang Xiaotang rubbed his face and squatted over: "The teacher was betrayed before he was locked here by Tang Youxin. Do you know who that person is?"

Si Nan calmly replied, "I know."

Tang Xiaotang's eyes lit up.

"But I'm not going to tell you."

Tang Xiaotang fell to the ground with a thump.

"Hey, it's too unkind to deliberately entrap people's appetite," Tang Xiaotang climbed over and sat next to Si Nan. "Say, he won't know if the teacher is not here."

When she didn't know that she said this, Zhujin was hiding in the darkness more than ten steps away and was ready to come and smash Si Nan into pieces.

He didn't fall asleep at all. When Tang Xiaotang got into the seal alone, Zhu Jin followed quietly, but he didn't show up. He touched a snowflake in his hand, pinched it down and threw it into his mouth to chew.

Tang Xiaotang didn't know that he was there, and Si Nan pretended not to know, and still said slowly, "If he wants to know, he will tell you that if we outsiders talk rashly, the end will be unpredictable."

The two words outsider hurt Tang Xiaotang somewhere in his heart, and he shrugged his shoulders and stopped asking: "That's right. We outsiders should not ask too much."

Si Nan smiled ambiguously and said, "Well, that's what it means."

Zhujin sat in the dark, frowned, pinched a snowflake, but did not eat it, and kneaded it into grass pulp in her hand.

"But if you insist on knowing, you can also order me as the master." Si Nan turned around and said again.

Tang Xiaotang shook his head with a smile: "Forget it, it's not interesting, and I'm not your master. We... Well, it's better to be friends. I don't have the ability and I'm not qualified to be your master."

Si Nan tweeted twice: "Am I being stuck?"

Tang Xiaotang laughed, rubbed her eyes after laughing, and whispered, "Then tell me about Qianqian. What happened after she escaped?"

Si Nan sighed regretfully: "I can't do nothing. Daji is the last man of Shang. I was already in the Warring States when I was born."

In the dark, Zhujin tapped her finger and flicked it gently. A little soybean-sized white light floated over in an arc and fell on the cover of Tang Xiaotang's heavenly spirit. The sleepiness suddenly came like a tide. Tang Xiaotang's eyelids drooped and leaned against the spring and fell asleep.

Si Nan watched him come out without surprise: "Xiaotang is really unlucky to put on such a debt collector like you."

Zhujin ignored it, took off her black robe with one hand and covered Tang Xiaotang, and then took the spade into the darkness again.

In the sonorous sound of shoveling, Tang Xiaotang slept soundly, and the spells led her consciousness across thousands of years of history, dating back to the era when demons rose together and monsters.

The picture in front of her was first as blurred as a water-soluble color painting. She could faintly see several color blocks moving, and then slowly became clear. She saw a palace in front of her that was not very gorgeous but spectacular enough. Several servants dressed as slaves bowed their waists and quickly shuttled through the courtyard, and there was no sound.

The palace approached itself.

Tang Xiaotang understood that this was the protagonist's perspective in the game, and his consciousness was attached to someone in that era.

The possessed man walked very fast. From the rhythm and strength of his pace, Tang Xiaotang could vaguely feel the man's anger.

A door was pushed open with a thumping sound. A woman who was dressing up in front of the bronze mirror suddenly turned around and stared at this side in surprise.

She is a very young woman. Her eyebrows are faint, her eyes are affectionate, and she is not in line with modern aesthetics, but in ancient times, she is a true beauty. She is dressed in a lotus gauze, heavy silky white waist, shoulders and arms are looming, infinitely charming.

At present, Tang Xiaotang couldn't help looking straight, but the people who broke into the hall were not moved. He covered his head and scolded angrily: "What have you done! Ah? Look at yourself like this, what have you done?! Is it to teach you to collect the sun and moon aura for your teacher to let you do something wrong in the turbid world?

The beauty was scolded but not angry. She smiled and fell in love: "Master came from afar. Why do you need to be so angry? How about sitting down and drinking a glass of water?" He was about to come forward to hold his arm, but the man brushed his sleeves and avoided it: "Don't touch me with your bloody hand!"

The beauty's hands froze in mid-air, shrank back for a long time, rolled up her sleeves, and put a pair of jade arms on her chest. Although her smile was there, she was no longer attentive.

She said softly, "You really dislike me."

The man sat down at the table, his anger faded a little, and his tone eased: "Qianqian, stop messing around. Go back with Master before things are irreparable. Master promises that he will not scold you or beat you. If you become like this, Master is also at fault. Master is sad when he looks at you."

The beauty smiled and said, "How can the master say? How can the master be wrong? It's all thousands of mistakes. He knows that he is ugly, but Xiao still thinks about impossible things. It's not enough to be an apprentice, and he still wants to..."

The man interrupted her: "It's all the teacher's fault. I should have told you long ago, but I'm afraid you will be sad."

"Yes, you told me earlier and broke my thoughts, and now there are no more troubles," the beauty said quietly. "Or don't save me at the beginning, let me starve to death beside my mother, or burn to death in a charcoal basin."

The man shouted angrily: "Thousands!"

The beauty smiled and looked sad: "I should have died a long time ago, but you won't let me live and live in your pity and disgust."

The man's voice was bitter: "I don't dislike you. No matter how bad the apprentice is, the master will never dislike you."

"But I don't want to be your apprentice."

The beauty stretched out her jade arms and turned around in place. The gauze flew like hibiscus, and the hidden fragrance floated out of her cuffs, with a strong charm, stirring people unconscious. She whispered, "I don't want to be your apprentice. I like you, Master."

The man sighed heavily, and Tang Xiaotang felt his unspeakable sadness.

"I know that my qualifications are mediocre and ugly, and my master won't like me," the beauty danced in the empty hall, dancing like a thousand butterflies, with flowers blooming, and the words came thin and lonely. "I just want to make myself better. Nvwa said that as long as I do something for her, Just give me this body, I'm also for you, Master, would you like to look at a face burned by charcoal fire every day?

Tang Xiaotang was shocked when he heard it. Is the nine-tailed fox attached to Su Daji an instruction from Nuwa? What does Nuwa want her to do? I vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the myth I knew, and I couldn't immediately turn over the book for verification, so I had to continue to watch this micro-film patiently.

"I just want to make myself look better, so that my master won't dislike me."

The man sighed again: "Master didn't dislike you."

The beauty turned a deaf ear: "But when I become beautiful, you dislike that my hands are full of blood... Yes, my hands are full of blood. I have become a killer knife, full of blood in my hands, and I can't wash them with any more water..."

A tear of blood flowed from her eyes: "You always have a reason to dislike me. No matter what I do, you won't like me."

"Qianqian, things are not what you think. Emotions can't be forced," the man argued powerlessly. "Be obedient and go back with your master. Don't destroy your future. You are still young. Master is just the one you meet, and there will be better waiting for you in the future."

"It won't happen again."

Blood and tears dripped into the void and melted into a bright red mulberry flower.

Su Daji's voice drifted away: "Ji Fa will attack the city in three days. Go, Master, Jiang Ziya has already known that I am your apprentice. If you don't leave, he will kill you."

"If you can't live together, I hope you will share the same hole after death."

"But when I think of you in the world, I will save my heart like a thousand needles, and I can't die at peace."

"If Qianqian goes here, there will be no future. If there is an afterlife, Qianqian would like to be a flower in front of your cave, not sad or happy, and accompany you for thousands of years, vicissitudes of life."

The teacher didn't want to save her, but she was loveless and chose to die. Tang Xiaotang thought that this famous water demon girl in history was not happy.

The nightmare dissipated, and Tang Xiaotang's eyelids moved. He woke up and found that it was already dawn, and he actually slept in the seal all night! I was about to get up and go out, but suddenly I found that I was covered with clothes.

"Wake up? Come here when you wake up and tell you something. Zhujin inserted the shovel into the ground and washed his hands.

Tang Xiaotang looked around. The fences he had prepared had been pressed, and the messy fairy grass had also been transplanted into the designated garden - this was the teacher's masterpiece last night? Oh, this is a dream!

When Zhujin saw her in a daze, she slapped her on the head and twisted it to face herself: "Didn't you hear me talking to you?" Tang Xiaotang almost broke her neck and said with a sad face, "I heard it, what's the matter?" It's definitely not a dream that it hurts so much. Did the teacher take the wrong medicine? He became so hard-working overnight.

"I thought about it carefully. It's getting colder and colder. It's time to teach you something new."

Tang Xiaotang twitched the corners of her mouth and asked, "What does cold weather have to do with learning new things?" Just like that line, if you don't kill people, you will start school. What's the logic?

Zhujin looked at her with contempt: "It's getting cold. I don't sleep in my nest and follow you to blow the wind. Am I sick? If no one follows you, you have to be able to do something. If you can't beat it, at least you have to escape. I don't understand this. Eighteen years of rice for nothing.

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Come to the third round of the main character and guess who the old man is looking for. Tips, this person is a woman (being beaten). So far, the conditions are actually complete, but this person's popularity is not particularly high, but her family's popularity is still very high... Ah, I said too much! This question is the same as Zhujin's answer. It will be solved at the same time at the end of the third volume, and the reward is an extra (because all the conditions are already available).