Wenquxingjun Zitong, a former civil servant in Heaven who had no hope of promotion and had no time to work, was so depressed that he frantically spit out all the direct or indirect curse words from ancient and modern times.
Jiu Motoko felt that if she filmed this scene, she would definitely be blocked if she posted it online, which was too unfriendly.
So, she sat back on the chair, crossed her legs and said, "I was born relatively late, so I didn't know about love at that time.
You can tell me what happened before, and like a spark, as long as I know it, I can help you spread the word.
Of course, this is just my little taste. "
Zitong stopped cursing and looked at her hopefully, "I'll tell you what happened back then. You must spread the word about my creation god's deeds."
"Tell me about it first. If there are any unreasonable things, we can add some extra details. No, we can do some artistic processing." Jiu Yuanzi said, without agreeing directly.
Who knows if he will agree to the contract or not, so he signed it directly.
Zitong seems to have a desire to talk, especially after knowing that his name has not been spread, he wants to express his grievances even more.
He began to talk, "Three thousand years ago, I was an unknown immortal. I would read books and organize the bookshelves in Tianshu Pavilion every day. If I was bored, I would go down to earth and take the No. 1 exam.
I still remember when I was reincarnated in the eighth life, because I was handsome, I could be the number one scholar, but I was selected as the third most popular scholar and forced to marry the emperor's favorite princess..."
"Do you want to start from such a leisurely time?" Jiu Yuanzi asked.
Zitong stared at her fiercely.
Jiu Motoko had no choice but to forget it, "Okay, you can tell me."
If she hadn't wanted to hear the secrets of Heaven, she really didn't want to hear Zitong's gossip, so she wouldn't have listened to it. She must have been forced to marry the beautiful princess under difficult circumstances.
Then he lived a life of soft food, but he complained that he had lost his life goal, and he was reluctant to leave the princess and lose a life of food, clothing, wealth and happiness.
In heaven, Number One put the gear on his fingertips and rotated it and said: "That guy is talking about the past. Fortunately, the prelude is a bit long, otherwise he would have got to the point by now.
Although I don't care much, can you not care?
It's okay for others to know the secret of heaven, but if that little fairy knows it, it will be a bit troublesome.
If she were reliable, I don't think you would choose me. After all, she had existed for 1,800 years before I woke up.
You should know her better than I do. Have you ever done anything reliable in heaven? "
His tone was full of joy, "In just a few interactions with her, I felt that she was a terrifying existence, like the fairy spirit in the wind, unpredictable where it would drift.
If she were to know the truth, her little mind might do some incredible things.
Your plan may be ruined. "
No. 1 smiled and said: "So, give me some more authority. This is your last chance."
He said nonchalantly: "Anyway, I have now found a way to become stronger. It doesn't matter if I don't have you."
Finally, a ray of light flashed on the gear and got into No. 1's palm.
"Ha, this is the meaning of cooperation." No. 1 laughed, and then his spiritual consciousness entered the dojo.
In the dojo, Zitong talked about the thirteenth time he came down to earth to become the number one scholar. This time, three princesses were vying to marry him, and they fought in various ways. In the end, the most beautiful and favored princess won. At this time, Jiu Yuanzi stood up.
She said coldly: "I don't want to hear it anymore. You'd better die."
Zitong immediately said: "No, please listen to my explanation. I will say this because the God of Creation will be accompanied by various legends in this regard. If I don't tell them all, how can it be spread widely?"
"To be honest, your ambition for fame and fortune is too serious." Jiu Yuanzi said impatiently, "I feel like if you were in the mortal world and made a short video, you would have to put your name and award certificate on display. In the most conspicuous place behind you.
No matter how much the people watching scold you, you will not take them away. "
At this time, Ling Xiaosheng, who had stopped screaming, said, "I like to hear it. Please explain the process in more detail."
Jiu Yuanzi turned around and glared at her, "Are you not sick anymore?"
"I have recovered after drinking two bottles of fat house water. In fact, I don't know who the First Head of State is, but there are some residual memories in my mind, and you brought this up.
That memory is of the scene where I was beaten into a dead snake. It looked very scary, but I’m fine now. "Ling Xiaosheng smiled confidently.
Then he picked up the Feizhai water in his hand and drank more than half of the bottle.
My mind is empty and I feel so happy.
Jiu Yuanzi turned back, looked at Zitong and said, "I am already the most patient Shengui, and I don't want to hear it anymore."
Zitong endured the pain and said, "Well, I was stargazing that day and felt restless. When I thought about it, I didn't feel this way for a thousand years.
Suddenly I had a realization, is such immortality interesting? "
Jiu Yuanzi raised his eyebrows, I have seen this before.
How can it beautify so much just by writing it on paper?
Zi Tong said with melancholy eyes: "I have been down to earth so many times just to understand life, because in heaven, I always feel empty, lonely and cold.
Especially since I have so much knowledge but nowhere to use it. "
"Do you know that feeling? It's when you know a lot of things, but find that they are of no use at all. I don't know what to do with them. I am already a god and have nothing to do.
Only by letting your spiritual consciousness descend to the mortal world and possessing mortals to be named on the gold list can you have a sense of learning and usefulness.
But every time the body dies in the mortal world and the consciousness returns to heaven, one feels the huge emptiness after the small pleasure. "He sighed.
Jiu Motoko said: "If you marry a wife, have a few children, and then all of them are bad students, and they line up to ask you to help them with their homework, you will not feel empty."
Zitong stopped him and said, "Don't interrupt, just listen to what I'm saying."
His eyes were deep at this time, as if he had seen what happened that year.
"More than thirty years after I had the feeling that day, I met a woman outside Tianjue Barrier. She said to me: You look like a person who can do great things."
Zitong laughed, "I've always thought so, and then I chatted with her, and she said her name was Wan.
She is as clean and transparent as crystal, a blank sheet of paper. No matter what I say, she looks at me with an admiring smile. "
“For the first time, I feel that even if I don’t go down to earth, I can still feel the happiness and satisfaction of spreading knowledge.
What I learned is finally useful. "He showed a happy smile after recollection.
In Jiu Yuanzi's mind, there were those strange and ugly monsters in the abyss, with sores on their feet and pus on their heads.
She shuddered and quickly used her spiritual power to create a mirror, squinting and looking at her face in the mirror.
There are people as beautiful as me, and after looking at her a few more times, I finally feel better.
Gong Yangyan was watching the show next to her, looking at Sister Jiu a little blankly, not understanding why she was looking in the mirror now.
So, no matter how crystal-like it is, can it still be like you?
She is the crystal, and you are the light. A crystal without light is just a stone.
Zitong smiled in the memory, "She said she wanted me to become a god, the highest creator god, because she felt that only a knowledgeable god like me could become the true creator god.
And she wanted to be a subordinate of God, a leader. "
His smile slowly solidified, "Later, we made a plan..."
Jiu Yuanzi let out a long breath, and finally came to this point. Mr. Wen Quxing was probably not a science student. It was a long and boring story.
"Our plan is..." Zitong suddenly opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth and tried hard, but no sound came out.
There were bumps and bulges all over his body, his facial features were distorting and changing, and his whole person began to deform.
Finally, a face with eyes written on life and death, a white face, a small cherry mouth, and two neatly red blobs on the cheeks appeared in front of Jiu Motoko.
[Golden List Named Dojo: Number of people: 404/500. Because the school failed to pass the annual inspection and all teachers did not have teaching qualification certificates, the school was forced to close. All candidates will take the final exam, Trial: European and African Finals. 】
Jiu Yuanzi opened his eyes wide and looked at Zitong who was wearing a suit and paper-man makeup.
"Hello candidates, I am the chief referee, Ou Yufei." The man in paper makeup who was no longer Zitong spread his hands and said.
Moreover, he pointed at Ling Xiaosheng and Linglong, "You two must also participate, or you will die."
"Pfft!" The two of them instantly spit out the fat house water they drank in their mouths.
"Ah! What should I do? I even forgot the pinyin!"
"Me too, I forgot how to open Grandpa Ning's safe!"
