"Okay, okay, I understand."
Wu Yuminglei said that he understood: "It's just like I like to make jokes about Manyo sometimes. Is this what it means?"
"Ah, more or less, but Sanqiu sometimes says she's joking when she makes a move."
Wu Yuminglei was convinced: "Yes, yes, many times Wan Ye blew me up to the sky, and then he said seriously that he was joking with me."
Xingqiu said helplessly: "In front of outsiders, he seems to be trying very hard to create an illusion that he is reliable, but sometimes he will show it in front of us."
"Although I told him that it was not necessary, since you are so crazy and don't talk to other people much anyway, he said no, what if you meet someone and you can't pretend."
Xingqiu sighed and picked up another document: "Forget it, although that bastard tied me up in Liyue Port was a bit excessive, but he should have his own concerns."
"There was such a serious disaster in the place called Longcrest Snow Mountain. It's no wonder that he was able to gain the title of Saint Son of the West Wind."
Wu Yuminglei asked curiously: "Will there be such a disaster in Liyue?"
"You have to ask Sanqiu about this question. It might have happened before, but it should be unlikely now."
"He went to find Hutao before going out and told her to be careful when going out to handle business. This means that Liyue may also have hidden dangers in this regard, but it has not been exposed yet."
Xingqiu smiled and said: "But we have the Great Sage of Conquering Demons and the Immortal who is still guarding the four directions, so there will be no problem."
"Hey, Liyue, that's great."
Wu Yuminglei looked at Xingqiu: "So, do you have any news from Dao Wife?"
"Ina Wife? No, you know that under the national lockdown, the last time Mingshen Grand Shrine came to visit, let alone Liyue Qixing, even I was a little surprised."
Xingqiu shook his head: "If you want some information about Inazuma, I suggest you go to Sister Beidou. The Ten Gold Society has no foundation in this regard. At least you can get some information from Sister Beidou."
Wu Yuminglei nodded silently: "Thank you."
Xingqiu comforted her: "Don't worry. Although I don't care much about foreign affairs, Sanqiu said that Dao's wife will only get better and better. He was poisoned."
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Wu Yuminglei was shocked: "Poison?"
"Well, let me think about what he told me."
Xingqiu frowned and thought hard: "Now that I think about it, what he said is that it is difficult to eradicate, and it has the ability to have a lasting negative impact, and can even affect some fundamental judgments, which perfectly meets the definition of a mental toxin."
"He, when did he poison him, Wanyo and I didn't even notice."
Xingqiu shrugged helplessly: "Who knows about him? You can't completely believe what Sanqiu says. Maybe the poison in his mouth is another form of influence. Never speculate on the thinking of a crazy person."
"For example, for a person who is always impulsive, Sanqiu will gently tell him the disadvantages of traveling like this, and then tell him that if something goes wrong with you, we will all be worried."
Xingqiu raised a smile: "This can also be said to be poisoning in his mouth."
"Oh, the poison of emotional bonds, you Liyue people are really good at playing with it."
Wu Yuminglei asked curiously: "He treats you all like this?"
"No, this is how he treats Hu Tao. Our eccentric old friend especially likes this trick. If you insist on using big principles to trick someone with that kind of personality, it will easily arouse their rebellious psychology. .”
"Speaking of which, I don't know if Sanqiu has made friends of the opposite sex when he went out during this period. Except for those of us who grew up together, he probably doesn't have as much experience communicating with the opposite sex as Chong Yun."
After all, Chongyun also has a kind of handsome-faced guy who has fans of girls. If it weren't for his special physique, it would be a basic operation for fans to throw themselves into his arms. However, there are also ardent fans who have ice cubes all over their bodies and want to come over to rub Chongyun. .
Sanqiu?
Where does this mentally ill person who has never left the door find the space for him to come into contact with strangers of the opposite sex? The only people he can come into contact with are those who know his identity, and the communication is only a superficial and formulaic procedure.
Xingqiu held his forehead and sighed: "By the way, he treats us differently. We brothers usually use fists to communicate with each other. When we fight, we can directly chop each other with real swords and guns. I guess Sanqiu is also worried that we are not strong enough to go out and may get into trouble."
As long as you don't tie me up and stuff me with a carrot dinner like last time, everything will be fine!
Wu Yuminglei thought he understood, and then looked at Xingqiu with a strange expression.
"Speaking of the opposite sex, there is something you don't seem to know. When he went to save me and Manyo, he fought head-on with Inazuma's shogun."
Xingqiu was stunned: "Is he finally crazy? By the way, he is a demon!"
"Not really."
Wu Yuminglei's expression became even weirder: "During the fight, Sanqiu seemed to have shouted something like 'I love you'. Anyway, I heard these three words clearly."
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Xingqiu's expression suddenly became excited. At the speed of light, he took out his eyes from his arms and placed them on the bridge of his nose. His small notebook and pen were also in place instantly.
"Come on, let's talk in detail. I didn't expect that guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes to play like this in public. It's so interesting!"
Youyoujun, who had no idea that he was seeking death, pondered for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.
"I've been away from Daozhi for so long, and I don't know if the arrest warrants for the three of us are still there, but the legend of Sanqiu should have been passed down by Tianling Fengxing."
It doesn't matter that the imperial messenger's monstrous flames can fight against the gods, because in the end it is General Thunder and Lightning who wins, and Wuxiang's master is still undefeated.
But as for the "public display of love", it is estimated that the general cut Sanqiu into ashes with a knife, and the legend of this daring man should still be circulated within a hundred and eighty years.
Xingqiu's smile gradually became wilder and more perverted: "Hehehe, I finally caught you for once. Let me incorporate your experience into it."
"Hey, the other party is the General. Are you tired of living like this?"
Xingqiu waved his hand: "What are you afraid of? Anyway, just change the Chunqiu style of writing by then. By the way, write on the title page that this work is purely fictitious, and any similarities are purely coincidental."
"As long as I don't expose my secrets, no one will suspect me! I am not afraid of the shadows of my upright body!"
"Okay, as long as you're happy."
Wu Yuminglei was helpless, and then he seemed to remember something, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face.
"Well, let's not talk about Sanqiu for now. Let's talk about something else."
"Teacher Zhenyu, I wonder if there are any masterpieces published recently. Can you let me read them to enhance my cultural literacy?"
"You've asked the right person."
Xingqiu stood up in a second, and then took out another small notebook from his arms.
"I specifically went to find those people who were captured by the Qianyan Army. This is a masterpiece that the author was able to write with great inspiration after working hard to go out and collect information."
Xingqiu shook his head proudly: "As for ink painting, I'm actually a little involved. Anyway, there are very interesting illustrations in it, hehe~"
Wu Yuminglei raised his eyebrows, and after looking at each other and Xingqiu, he showed a tacit smile, everything was unspoken.
"Oh, by the way, this is an internal version. It's just for our friends to see. Don't let it out, otherwise my legs will be broken by big brother."
