Lin Nian approached the door of the study room. Basically, all the rooms in the courtyard were missing a lot of bricks and tiles in the destructive aftermath of the battle. The kitchen in the east wing was the most serious because the load-bearing column collapsed.

Coupled with the force imbalance caused by the ground subsidence, the entire house tilted 15° and was about to collapse. Maybe some unqualified passerby passing by would be surprised to find that the house in front of him was collapsed by his own.

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"I played well and showed my style. It deserves praise!"

As soon as Lin Nian approached, the blond girl threw a coat over. She probably took it out of the wardrobe in Zhao Yanman's bedroom. It was an autumn and winter brown coat. Although it was a women's style, it was still more unisex overall. It was a coat.

Because even Zhao Zianman's Lin Nian can cope with it for a while.

"Have you grown again recently? I feel like you are 1.8 meters tall." The blond girl walked around Lin Nian, who was holding up his coat, twice and pointed.

"Do you think you are a dwarf?" Lin Nian put on his clothes and walked to the study door and opened it.

"Hey, hey, hey, I care about your growth. Why are you attacking me personally? I'm 1.65 meters tall among girls, okay? If you think you're short, I can jump up a little!"

"Genes stabilize your perfect body values, neither more nor less. There is no difference between forcibly stretching your height and undergoing height-increasing surgery." Lin Nian said without looking back, "If you want to lose this person, go ahead and lose him.

Don't say you know me."

"I apologize to everyone who has had height-increasing surgery! Everyone loves beauty! You are 1.8 meters tall, which is amazing, right? You even got out of breath when I said you were fat." The blonde girl choked out her cry.

Beard glared.

"I just asked you not to do meaningless things. I didn't say you were short, nor did I say it was bad to be shorter." Lin Nian was too lazy to argue with this guy. He opened the door and walked in. At a glance, he saw two people leaning on each other.

Together, they formed an overturned bookshelf in the shape of a "human", and a large number of books overwhelmed Zhao Yanman, who was lying on the ground in the gap.

Lin Nian looked back at the blond girl with a very unhappy expression.

"I'm fine. I'm a little out of breath at most." The blonde girl walked in, kicked the two heavy bookshelves back to their original positions with her left and right kicks, and then pulled the pile of books on the ground with her bare feet to reveal the books buried inside.

Zhao Yianman, who fainted, said, "As long as she doesn't get out of the circle I drew for her, nothing will happen to her."

Lin Nian pulled Zhao Yanman up from the ground, and found that there was actually a circle on the ground, as if it were painted with water. In autumn, the water did not flow away very fast, and there were still vague water marks left. He was a little speechless.

"Who are you, Sun Wukong?" He raised the chair and let Zhao Zianman sit on it.

"There are so many white-bone demons out there, they all want to eat a bite of Tang Monk's meat." The blonde girl leaned her elbow on the chair and hummed, "What's going to happen next? I think the noise you made can be heard from a thousand meters away."

?As long as that 'Black Flame Prison' hung in the sky for a moment, the orthodox might have mistakenly thought it was a dragon invasion."

"I should not have been exposed yet." Lin Nian thought for a moment and concluded, "This is indeed a trap. Orthodoxy probably calculated that I would raid here, but even if it did, there is no way to kill me without evidence.

of."

"The battle outside is indeed not something that a 'Time Zero' or 'Settlement' owner can do. Then please remember to wipe up the spit you just spat on and remove the hair that fell into the yard.

Everything is cleaned up (the good news of mist-like blood makes Lin Nian hardly have any traces of blood left during the battle), leaving no DNA behind."

"Wouldn't it be easier to burn it with a fire?" Lin Nian opened the desk drawer and found a box of matches. There were enough flammable materials in the library. The proportion of wooden buildings in old houses like courtyard houses was basically a handful.

Fire can burn it completely, ensuring that no DNA remains.

"Good idea." The blond girl gave a thumbs up, "Then has this woman's problem been solved?"

Lin Nian pressed a match with his thumb and placed it on the friction layer, then turned to look at the blonde girl and asked, "Is it too late?"

"I think it's better to solve her problem first. If she wakes up on the way, she will have to start acting like a monster again and give you the orthodox and correct theory of popular science. You don't want to go through all the trouble to rescue a white-eyed wolf, right?

"The blonde girl folded her hands and leaned on the back of the chair, tilting her head to look at the traditional beauty close at hand, "After she is sent to Li Hueyue, you won't have much chance to contact her again. If you want to be a good person and good deeds, you have to

Leave no name."

Lin Nian was silent for a moment, then nodded and motioned to the blond girl to move faster.

He turned sideways and looked outside the open study. The yard was full of messes, like a typhoon passing by, but no one had broken in until now. The entire courtyard settlement was eerily quiet, not like an enemy's base camp at all.

The way it should be.

When the four Jingguan appeared, he had already discovered that his estimate of the strength of the orthodox trump card was still a bit conservative, and he was prepared for the worst-case scenario of orthodox reinforcements arriving in the middle of the battle. However, in that case, he

There are also backup methods to avoid exposing one's identity, but it seems that they are not useful now.

This is a good thing, but a little too good.

Lin Nian always felt that what happened tonight was a bit strange. Although it did not go smoothly and was unbelievable, and there was an extremely dangerous battle, he still felt that something was strange.

"Uh-huh-huh-huh"

Just when Lin Nian was thinking over it and trying to find out what the problem was, he was attracted by the strange noise made by the blond girl next to him. He turned his head and took a look. The blond girl was now pressing the index finger of one hand on the temple of the unconscious Zhao Yanman, who was tilting his head.

, the index finger of the other hand was pointed on his head, and he also tilted his head, closed his eyes, pouted his little mouth, nodded from time to time, and shook his head from time to time, as if he was watching a show.

"What are you doing?" Lin Nian asked.

"Watching a youth eight o'clock drama that is more suitable for young people, it feels like those little stories that girls hid in their schoolbags when you were in high school." The blonde girl clicked her tongue and said, "Do you want to watch it?"

Before Lin Nian could refuse, the blond girl raised her hand and pressed it against his temple. Lin Nian wanted to avoid it, but in terms of speed, the blond girl shared everything with him in a sense.

Lin Nian, who was pressed on his forehead by his index finger, suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness. Then he landed and found that the environment around him had changed. The light suddenly became brighter. It was as if the whole world was enveloped in high pitch, but a shadow fell on him.

His face covered him.

He looked up and found that it was the funnel of an excavator. It was surrounded by the scenery of a courtyard and planted with many flowers and plants. However, the direction of the door was broken. It was obviously made by the excavator that drove in in front of him. There was also a man lying next to it.

Two corpses of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree were found.

"What the hell?" Lin Nian asked.

"I paused, don't worry, I'll rewind." The blonde girl's voice rang in his ears, and then everything in front of him began to retreat, as if he had entered a time tunnel, with light flowing from both sides.

When everything stopped again, Lin Nian had already appeared in a huge library. The bookshelves were towering to the ceiling. The air was filled with the fragrance of pen and ink and books. On a table not far away, a boy was sitting at the window, borrowing a book.

He was carefully copying something under the sunshine. On the lounge chair next to the door, an old man was dozing comfortably with his eyes closed and a book in his hand.

Lin Nian took two steps inside the library when a ball jumped over the threshold and rolled in, landing at his feet. He turned around and saw a cute little girl standing timidly in the library.

Outside, he poked his braided head and looked inside. He stared at the girl and felt that she looked familiar. Before he could tell, the little boy who was copying something on the table next to him jumped off the table, ran over, picked up the ball and ran outside.

[Perhaps this moment is the turning point of fate, Boy meets Girl, and the love story full of tears, complaints, resentment and admiration begins. 】

"Don't be the narrator, okay." Lin Nian expressionlessly interrupted Yelena who was reading the script in his ear passionately.

[You know it but you don’t understand it. This kind of short drama requires narration to stir up emotions. I also specially edited and cut the storyboard and first-person perspective. After watching it in the end, you’d better not be moved to tears.]

Lin Nian sighed and could only act as a bystander silently, quietly watching the story unfold gradually.

Li Muyue, Li Xingchu, Zhao Qianman, Li Mu, and the great ancestors of the Sima family appeared one after another, and the past stories surrounding the tall osmanthus tree in the courtyard slowly unfolded before his eyes.

I have to say that Yelena is really good at cutting short plays. Normally, the whole story takes place from Zhao Yanman's subjective perspective, but Yelena acted out this story through her power over the "dream".

It is a sadomasochism drama that uses the male protagonist Li Xingchu as the first-person perspective.

Lin Nian watched the whole process quietly. Compared with the real time flow rate, the time spent in the "dream" is basically equivalent to time stopping. It sounds like Yelena has great powers, but in fact, this is just targeting the brain through "Time Zero"

It’s just a variation on how to use consciousness acceleration.

He read the whole story patiently, with the expression on his face occasionally loosening and sometimes falling silent. The heart-rending curses after the heavy rain, the old man’s seemingly enlightening guidance on the hospital bed but more like guidance, and the secretly stuffed stuff into his pocket when he hugged before going out.

The key to the rooftop, the insincere exchange of feelings on the rooftop, and finally the excavator rumbled over, happily shoveling through the sweet-scented osmanthus tree blocking the door. He bowed his head slightly and turned around.

"People are old and can't bear to watch the stories of young people praising love." Yelena appeared next to him, leaning on his shoulder with one hand, pretending to wipe her tears and looking at the girl with the sword running towards the excavator, "Why?

So, please evaluate Bei'an's love story?"

"There's nothing to comment on." Lin Nian said, "It's no wonder Zhao Yanman was brainwashed."

"The orthodox old guys are quite good at fooling the young people around. Stories like this are probably no longer new in the orthodox world. What the old guys didn't expect is that Li Xingchu really has the courage to drive an excavator.

He took away their "moon", and their "moon" was supposed to be just an obedient dog. They never thought that they would dare to betray orthodoxy for the sake of illusory love - love, such a contemptible word, can bring no benefits.

It cannot bring power, so it is naturally something that is difficult for the old guys to understand. Maybe the old guys also had true love when they were teenagers, but they are now old, so old that they have buried their past selves in the graves with their own hands and forgotten them.

"

The blond girl's voice was leisurely and hollow, "Orthodox asked Zhao Qianman to control Li Hueyue as a proton. Li Huoyue, as the child of Li Xingchu and Li Muyue, was already an uneasy factor, but she was destined to be the next 'Yue', so the role of Zhao Qianman was

The importance of it is reflected. As long as Zhao Yanman is lost, Li Hueyue will dare to rebel."

"Li Xingchu and Li Muyue should be dead, otherwise the candidate for the proton would not have fallen on Zhao Yanman. She would be a stepmother at most." Lin Nian asked.

"How did your warm mouth come up with such a cold word like 'stepmother'!" The blonde girl began to cry again, "Jian Man really loves the daughter her man left for her! Although

Every time I see Li Hueyue, I will think of Mu Yue who stabbed her for love, stabbing her heart like a knife, but at the same time, Little Moon is half like her father! The scumbag who abandoned her, with another

This way left a companion for her! I really cried to death, 555555”

"Stop talking so much, your histrionic personality will show up later? How is the problem solved?" Lin Nian asked calmly.

"It's done when you watch the movie. The principle is just the same 'hypnotic' brainwashing, deleting and subtracting some memories, and then adding new ones. But the human brain is like a disk. You can delete files, but they can also be restored.

, I won’t forget what happened, I just can’t remember it for the time being.” The blond girl raised her head and hummed, “I specialize in computer repair, and I’m nicknamed Jinshan Drug Bully! No matter how cleanly you delete it, I can dig it out and restore it, and you can restore it.

You are a delicate traditional beauty."

"Let's go." Lin Nian took a step to leave. The blond girl lost her shoulder and almost fell to the ground.

Everything in Lin Nian's eyes began to distort, and then was torn apart like a canvas, showing the scenery of the real world. He was still in the study, and Zhao Jianman in front of him was sitting faintly on the chair, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and along with his fingers

Trembling slightly, he opened his eyes.

When she woke up, the first thing she saw was the photo frame on the table. Inside the photo frame was the wedding photo of her and Li Xingchu when they got married.
To be continued...