Chapter 1 Museum

　　The atmosphere inside the museum was not the same as before.

　　This place, originally a folklore museum, was now illuminated by warm lights. On the cabinets with simple wooden patterns were placed items containing certain historical stories. Under the warm yellow light, they seemed to be coated with a layer unique to the passage of time, making people subconsciously lighten their footsteps.

　　The Master was sitting on the blue sofa, chatting amiably with Tiannv, one of his registered disciples from Kunlun.

　　The Master was very good at small talk. Otherwise, he would not have traveled around the world and gained such a great reputation everywhere. Many people overlooked an important aspect of the Master's travels around the world in his early years: the Master lived during the Spring and Autumn period. In his era, the emperor who rose out of nowhere had not yet appeared.

　　Having exhausted the remaining prestige of six generations, and whipping the world was something that, with the accumulation of the previous six monarchs,

　　the successor could basically complete the task step by step as long as he wasn't a fool who said, "Why not eat meat porridge?" But after completing the task of this King of Qin, the First Emperor, who still innovatively did things like "standardizing writing, standardizing tracks, and unifying the world," completely surpassed the upper limit of the identity of the King of Qin.

　　Such a monarch appeared with extreme coincidence.

　　…

　　And in the era of the Master, hundreds of years earlier, writings were not standardized, tracks were not standardized, and accents differed every ten miles.

　　Being able to run around in that era, in a time when countries were hostile to each other and cultures and languages were completely incompatible, and still be respected or guarded against by various countries, and by the way, taking disciples from different countries to teach together, this, in addition to having strong power, the requirements for communication skills and knowledge were definitely far beyond everyone's expectations.

　　The Master could once use the different languages of various places to communicate with the villagers, perfectly like a local.

　　Chatting with Jue easily created a peaceful atmosphere.

　　This led to Qilin, who had a low EQ and a straightforward personality, being somewhat unable to adapt to the current atmosphere.

　　After chatting for a while, Qilin, completely unaware that he had already spent all of Senior Brother Yuan's savings, suddenly slapped his forehead and decided to go and contact Zhuque. With a sincere smile, he cupped his hands and said, "I haven't congratulated you yet. Although I will go to Tushan Clan later, I still want to congratulate Tiannv today."

　　"Congratulate?" Jue was stunned for a moment.

　　During this period, she had been active in Guixu, either performing tasks or deducing and reviewing how to take revenge on the overlord of Guixu at the most critical moment. Although she was joining forces with Qinglong, and the entire array of Guixu belonged to her Third Sister Yaoji, the overlord of Guixu still occupied a greater advantage.

　　Such a strong person had lived from the ancient years to the present era, with powerful strength, like Wuzhiqi and Jinwu. Although they were only in the first echelon under the Daoguo realm, they were able to fight against the strong in the Daoguo realm. This naturally did not mean that they could overcome Daoguo, but at least the gap would not be a crushing one.

　　The efforts to overthrow Guixu during this period made Jue's perception of other things around her significantly decrease. She only knew that after a while, she would go to Tushan Clan to attend the wedding of Yu the Great and Tushan Nujiao, so she was somewhat confused by Qilin's sudden and inexplicable congratulations.

　　Immediately, she smiled warmly and said, "If you want to congratulate, you should go to Tushan Clan to congratulate."

　　"Tushan Clan, why go to Tushan Clan to congratulate?"

　　Qilin, who trusted in the Confucian gentlemen's integrity and uprightness, was puzzled, and then naturally said:

　　"It's clearly Senior Brother Yuan's and Tiannv's formal engagement banquet." "Then of course I have to congratulate you."

　　When Qilin blurted out these words without thinking, the Master had just taken his gaze back from the teacup in his hand, and Madam Vodka, who was supporting her cheek with a pen and was absent-minded, suddenly slipped, and pink ink smeared across her fair and delicate face, creating an arc, like colorful bubbles floating on a prairie where flowers bloomed in spring.

　　And until this time, her face was still frozen with embarrassment and dullness.

　　Kaiming had just pushed open the door and sensed this embarrassing, solidified, and somewhat ambiguous atmosphere. Everything seemed just right, except that the person in question was not there, causing this ambiguity to quickly ferment into a hidden surprise that was prematurely revealed by a brainless guy who deserved remedial lessons, and this embarrassment was still spreading rapidly.

　　But even if the person in question was there, the Daoguo realm expert, who was fierce with his sword energy and would decisively slash at the vitals with every sword when facing the enemy, would definitely become awkward and hesitant, and ultimately it would definitely end inconclusively. Kaiming read the memories of his reincarnated self and had an understanding of the general situation.

　　So, the best time to promote their relationship is when they are not together.

　　The water ghost's memory said so.

　　Kaiming did not have any hope.

　　According to his understanding of the girl in front of him.

　　This second-generation Xiwang of Kunlun, whose strength could be considered quite good, might have three changes next.

　　The first is that the brain directly overloads, the face turns red, and she stutters and can't say anything.

　　The second is that she still remembers to maintain the style and temperament that the Tiannv of Kunlun should have in front of others, to maintain the position that the Xiwang of Kunlun should have, elegant, be elegant, but the brain is empty, and all reactions are instinct.

　　The third--

　　That is, of course, the brain directly overloads and she faints and falls to the ground.

　　Time will eventually flow, but unfortunately Yeming or Shiyi are not here, and there is no way to use their little fingers to move and play the time-stopping ability of Platinum Star in the comics, so the girl still understood the meaning of this sentence, and then blinked her eyes.

　　"Formal engagement..."

　　Jue's mind seemed to be interpreting this term, like the springs in an old-fashioned wind-up toy were already rusty, and the gears that meshed together were slowly covered with rust, and every time they turned, she could hear a creaking sound coming from her brain, and then she recalled Wei Yuan mentioning this matter to her, saying that Tushan Nujiao and Yu the Great wanted to make up for the regrets of the past.

　　Just like many people of her parents' generation also want to catch up with the trend when they get old, make up for wedding photos, or say Chinese-style weddings.

　　…

　　When talking about this, Wei Yuan's face was full of complaints, but he also carried a blessing. He pretended so well that I couldn't see any flaws.

　　Could it be that he deliberately sealed his memories?

　　The atmosphere of this moment of solidification did not last long, but even Qilin, who had been a shut-in in Guixu for thousands of years, could sense that something was wrong. A hesitant look appeared on his face, and he scratched his head, slightly cramped, and said, "Ah, this, could it be that, could it be that I remembered wrong? Or is there something wrong?"

　　"If I remembered wrong, I'm sorry."

　　"No, no."

　　A gentle voice interrupted Qilin's apology. The girl in front of her was wearing light-colored clothes, and her black hair carried a warm light brown color under the warm light. Her voice was gentle, and her eyes carried a smile, and she said, "Indeed, we are going to get engaged."

　　"Thank you, Junior Brother."

　　"Please come to Tushan Clan again at that time."

　　…

　　"Haha, I knew it, I definitely couldn't have remembered wrong."

　　Qilin breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a big laugh, "Of course, of course there's no problem, Tushan Clan, well, that can be considered Senior Brother Yuan's home, it's just that the local dialect of Tushan Clan is too famous, it doesn't sound like a fox's cry at all."

　　"At that time, I will really have to change my address and call Senior Sister 'Sister-in-Law'."

　　"Huh? Wait a minute, Tiannv, you also studied under the teacher for a while, so you are also my..."

　　Then, should I call Senior Sister 'Sister-in-Law'? Or should I call Senior Brother Yuan 'Brother-in-Law'?"

　　Qilin, who was upright and particularly admired the bamboo of Nanshan, fell into deep thought. And everyone in the museum was stunned.

　　Madam Vodka opened her mouth wide, and the hand holding the paintbrush was trembling. Kaiming's smile froze.

　　And the Binghun stood at the door, and after thinking for a while, raised his head and suddenly slapped Kaiming's face, with a "啪" sound.

　　Then he looked at Kaiming's flushed cheeks and quietly asked, "Does it hurt?"

　　Kaiming gritted his teeth: "What do you think?"

　　So the Binghun supported his chin with one hand and thought, "It seems, it's not a dream."

　　Kaiming was stunned for a moment, and then was furious: "If you want to be sure if it's a dream, wouldn't you hit yourself?!"

　　"Are you stupid? If I hit myself, it would hurt!" Kaiming choked.

　　Jue nodded, greeted the Master and Qilin in a gentle and appropriate voice, and then said that she was going to the flower shop over there to get some more flower tea. Then she walked to the flower shop, closed the door, and the inside of the window had soft curtains, scattered like clouds falling down.

　　Then she closed her eyes, took a deep and slow breath, leaned her shoulders against the wall, and slowly sat on the carpet in front of the flower shop.

　　She put her slender legs together, and gently knocked her forehead on her knees, her black hair fell down, almost to the point of falling on the ground, and then after a while, she exhaled and murmured, "I was scared to death..."

　　Her ears were all red.

　　…

　　Sitting here blankly, not wanting to think about anything, and not able to think about anything, but after a long while, a strong impulse suddenly rose in the girl's heart to see Wei Yuan, now, immediately, she must see him, and then ask about this matter, ask clearly!

　　She raised her head, the sound of her heartbeat in her chest, which used to be like a drum for retreat, but today was as strong as the war drum of Xuanyuan Huangdi. As long as it was struck once, it could resonate for eight hundred miles, and the effect of striking this drum one by one could be superimposed, eventually superimposing eight hundred miles, one thousand six hundred miles again and again.

　　Even the most timid person would become incomparably brave when they heard the sound of such a war drum. Longhu Mountain?

　　Wei Yuan, carrying gifts and snacks, came to Longhu Mountain. Among them, the Jiangshan Sheji Diagram (painting depicting rivers and mountains) was now in his sleeve, and the snacks were even enhanced with a constant temperature effect, and directly used the ability of [Cause and Effect Cycle]. You must know that the Cause and Effect Cycle can directly trap a person in a certain cause and effect and never get out.

　　It can be said to be an extremely mysterious existence.

　　As long as Wei Yuan wanted, he could even connect someone's death with a certain time node or cause and effect in their lifetime.

　　Achieving the characteristics of death backtracking, such as the recent "Re:Zero - Starting Life in Another World" and the like.

　　For example, certain superheroes with special immortality.

　　Wei Yuan only needs a thought to create them, of course, this also requires paying a corresponding price.

　　And now, this power, which is actually ridiculously high-end, is being used on [keeping Nuwa's snacks in the best taste state], full of the atmosphere of life. And just before Wei Yuan arrived at Longhu Mountain, he suddenly felt a strong hostility, and then, a piercing pain in his brow.

　　A golden spear suddenly pierced through the heavens and the earth, and shot directly from the top of the mountain, straight at Wei Yuan's brow!

　　The saying goes, the nephew resembles the uncle.

　　At this moment.

　　Just like that time, that moment.