No matter how big the background of Qian Chuanzi is, Mian Bei's disappearance will not cause the slightest wave, because the waves that rise are suppressed by the people at the top.
Gone...just gone.
…
At the top of the Jincheng matchstick, Ren Jie was wearing a frog suit and sitting on the railing with his little one dangling, looking very comfortable.
The picturesque Jincheng is at his feet, and on his knees is a Chuxue folding fan, with the four characters of justice falling from the sky, extremely hot.
Guagua, on the other hand, was lying on Ren Jie's shoulder and talking happily about tonight's experience.
(✽ ͡° ︶ ͡°)✧"Frog Kaka~ The action of razing Mianbei tonight is so cool, isn't it? It's our responsibility to eradicate gangs and evil~ We defeated those bad guys in three strokes, five divisions and two divisions. , saved so many people.”
"This is definitely a good thing worthy of praise. After a while, I, Lord Guagua, will definitely become a well-known urban legend, right?"
"Twolegs, I reluctantly agree that you are my second best partner after my master~"
"Let me just say, I will never misjudge the person. It would be perfect if I didn't get hit by the explosion in the end..."
Ren Jie's mouth twitched:
(≖﹏≖٥) "Can we not mention this matter? I also want to save face, right?"
If I hadn't felt a chill down my spine while riding, I wouldn't have noticed that the clothes on my back were ripped off. Damn it.
When I left, wasn't it seen by everyone?
Fortunately, I didn't reveal my appearance, otherwise it would be even harder to find a partner. Hey...
Guagua smiled brightly:
"Hehe~ He looks handsome even after being blown up. If we keep going at this rate, it won't take long for a hundred good things to be done!"
"You are really awesome! When the time comes to invite you to my home as a guest, no one else has ever entered my home except the owner."
After saying that, he jumped up and kissed Ren Jie on the cheek. It could be seen that Gua Gua was really happy.
Ren Jie’s forehead is full of black lines:
"Going to your house as a guest? Do I have to throw myself into a well in love?"
"Speaking of which, Guagua...why are you obsessed with completing a hundred good deeds that everyone knows about? Do you have any explanation?"
When mentioning this, Guagua couldn't help but cross her waist and smile brightly:
"Hee~ Don't you know? This is the agreement I made with my master back then!"
"The master told me that she was going to a place far, far away, and asked me to stay here well. She also told me to give the treasure map to a kind person recognized by the fan."
"I asked the owner when she would come back to see Gua Gua. The owner said she would come back to see me when I had done a hundred good deeds."
As Ren Jie listened, the smile on his face became unnatural.
But Guagua's eyes were full of expectation and longing.
"I just waited and waited at home, tidied the house in order, and went to bed when I had nothing to do, but the master never came back and turned on the fan. I missed the master so much..."
"So I ran away from home secretly, preparing to do a hundred good deeds, but I couldn't get too far away from the fan body, and the outside was full of ruins, so there was no good deed to do at all..."
"It's been like this for a long time, and I was finally dug out. After many twists and turns, I came to the academy. I thought I could finally show off my skills, but I also need to consume the true meaning of the words to manifest outside."
"After such a long time, there is not much true meaning left. I have no power at all outside, and I can't do anything good. I can only pick up garbage, straighten the grass that has been trampled, and help the ants. The roadblocks have been cleared, and if you do something good, you have to go back and take a rest and recover.”
In fact, Guagua had already tried his best to pick up the milk tea cup.
When Gua Gua said this, she couldn't help but pouted in loneliness:
"I soon realized that I couldn't accomplish those one hundred good deeds on my own, and the good deeds I did were all so small that no one knew I was the one who did them."
"In that case, how can the master know that Guagua has done a hundred good things when he is so far away? So I thought of asking the Twolegs to help."
"But no one can see me... The fan is also packed at the bottom of the box and no one cares about it, but it doesn't matter~ Hehe, it's good that you can see me. We are indeed the second best partner~"
"Two-legged beast, you must help me complete these one hundred great deeds, right? I want my name as Lord Guagua to be known to all. In this way, when the master hears the news about me, he will come back to see me, right?" ?”
Having said this, Gua Gua's eyes were full of expectation and he looked up at the stars in the sky.
Ren Jie's heart was tugged hard...
Is the owner of Guagua, who drew her existence with his own hands, really still alive?
If she is still alive, then why have I never heard any news about her, who is as powerful as the ninth-level heavenly realm and the tenth-level mighty realm?
"Qing...how is the investigation going on for clues about Chuxue?"
Qing's voice suddenly sounded in Ren Jie's mind:
"It's been found. The information has been given from above. The matter is very complicated and involves a lot."
Ren Jie's eyes lit up: "What's going on?"
Qing continued: "The person who can keep this folding fan has a very powerful level, but there are no painters of such a high level in Daxia, and there is no one named Chuxue."
"I asked people to go to the National Library of China to look through the history of Daxia and see if there was an artist named Chuxue in history, but there was no..."
"On the contrary, I discovered that there were many blank spaces in the records about the Battle of the Mirage Demon Devouring the Moon a hundred years ago, and the words seemed to have disappeared out of thin air."
"There is a gap in history, and the big data engine searched all the information and found no information about Chuxue Folding Fan..."
"Then...our people went to visit the Sima family of the censor lineage. The 124-year-old censor of the previous generation answered our questions..."
Ren Jie was startled: "Censor's lineage? Censor's official? What is that?"
Qing replied: "You don't need to know too much, you just need to know that the censors are the people responsible for recording history, witnessing all major events that affect the direction of the times, compiling them into history books, and passing them on from generation to generation so that future generations can know the history. And when it comes to new things, we can learn from history to understand the ups and downs.”
"There has been a line of censors since ancient times, but the inheritance was cut off. Today, the line of censors has declined. There are four current censors, all of whom are from the Sima family..."
"And what we found is the last censor, Mr. Sima Qing, who is a living history book in his own right..."
"From his mouth, we learned some things, but the history... is still blank..."
Ren Jie's heart tightened: "Is it related to Chuxue?"
Qing nodded and said:
"Yes! Chuxue is the name of a flower, not his real name. His real name is Ye He. He is from Sioux City. He was a tenth-level powerful man a hundred years ago. He was the pillar of Daxia and protected the human race for nearly ten years."
Ren Jie's scalp was numb: "Tenth level of power? Hey, Ye He? Why have I never heard of such a famous person, and why has he never appeared in history books?"
Qing said in a deep voice: "That's the key to the matter. Ye He's existence...disappeared..."
