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Chapter 78 Dreamland Small Theater [[-]]

Disclaimer in advance: Yesterday, I told the writer's assistant that you should learn to code by yourself now, so it wrote the next two chapters of small theater experimental plots, and the content has nothing to do with the author himself.

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The next day he woke up in a bright light. When he opened his eyes, Qiao Yi found that he had traveled through time again!

Now it is in the Palace Museum, in a small-looking exhibition hall in the Wuying Hall of the Outer Dynasty.

Lying in a square transparent glass cover.

Qiao Yi's current name is [Southern Song Dynasty Chengxintang Paper Treasure Map]. On the yellowed body, there are a few black ink marks, like mountains and water.

The size is small, 23.5 cm wide and 32.7 cm long.

It's in fairly good condition, with no damage and relatively neat edges.

He was lying in a boxy wooden frame with a stretched white cloth underneath.

Qiao Yi never thought that he would time travel again, and tragically, he would travel to a piece of paper.Is it because, when I was a child, I ate too many small notes in class, and I was retaliated against?
Or do you waste too much paper when writing?

These statements are ridiculous.

Qiao Yi's biggest wish now is that the exhibition hall suddenly catches fire, and it doesn't need to be too hot, just burn him down.

That way, he can travel again.

After all, this isn't his first time traveling through time.

Although I don't know how the time-travel mechanism was formed, Qiao Yi probably thinks that if he dies forcibly, he should be able to time-travel again, right?
Even if you can't, it's always better to be a piece of paper.

Traveling to a piece of paper. Although it is a very famous Chengxintang paper of the Southern Song Dynasty, it may have been circulated from the imperial palace, but paper is paper. If this paper has been protected like this, my God, this thing , I can’t die even if I do it!
I don't know how long it took, but I saw various faces staring at Qiao Yi, sighing, salivating, or disdainful through the glass cover.

The one who is disdainful seems to be a young man with fair skin. He was born in a country with no cultural heritage at all. How can I disdain him?

During this period of time, Qiao Yi tried various methods, but found that he couldn't move his body at all, and could only let others watch.

This feeling is very unpleasant.

It’s 5pm again and the museum is closing again.

From the high-end watch of the uneducated white-skinned young man, Qiao Yi knew that today was May 2016, 5, Sunday, Labor Day, and tomorrow was Monday, the closing day.

After a while, the exhibition hall became quiet.

Then the lights were turned off too, and it was pitch black.

Qiao Yi couldn't see anything anymore.

Qiao Yi called the period from Sunday night to Tuesday morning a dark day.

Speaking of which, some people may be curious, Qiao Yi is now a piece of paper, how can he see the outside world?

eyes?
Qiao Yi didn't, otherwise he wouldn't be lying here.

In fact, Qiao Yi is the soul of this piece of paper, or an existence similar to that kind of spirit.But it was obvious that Qiao Yi couldn't control his body.

Otherwise, how do you think I traveled through time?

A soulless thing is worthy of a noble soul like mine to travel through?
Qiao Yi was also curious, how did this piece of paper give birth to a chaotic soul?
It made Qiao Yi unable to go out now, and unable to communicate with others.

Even, the current Qiao Yi is very weak and powerless.

This piece of paper is too small, it can't bear such a noble and great soul like him, which is why the previous group of souls has been in a state of chaos.

Qiao Yi is very hungry now.

He decides to eat something.

This was the first time that Qiao Yi felt that he needed to eat something, otherwise, he was afraid that one day he would just pass out like this.

Qiao Yi knew that this was a fact that he had fully accepted and traveled to this piece of paper.

Since you can't die, you have to live and try to change the status quo.

But what to eat?

Qiao Yi's body is made of plant fibers, with some ink made from pine smoke on it. It has now been charred and is also part of his body.

The wood of the wooden frame also has plant fibers, but it is a little far away from Qiao Yi. Although the distance is only 3 centimeters, it is like a natural barrier to Qiao Yi who cannot move.

The white cloth underneath is fine plain cloth, also known as fine cloth, made of fine cotton yarn.

The cloth is fine, clean and soft, light and compact, with few impurities on the cloth surface, durable and has no chemical dyes, which will not cause damage to Qiao Yi's body.

It is plant fiber and can be eaten!
But soon, Qiao Yi became a little confused.

how to eat?
Qiao Yi didn't have half of his mouth open, so he couldn't nibble on fabric like that kid who secretly ate sausages in the museum.

But no, you have to eat it, and you must eat it!

This may be his best chance to change his destiny and rise from a piece of paper.

Qiao Yi tried his best to flatten his soul in a space of 23.5 cm x 32.7 cm, tried hard to control every fiber, and then worked harder to control them.

However, this seemingly light piece of paper is as heavy as a thousand weights to Qiao Yi's soul.

After a while, Qiao Yi's soul felt weaker.

Qiao Yi almost gave up.

At this moment, Qiao Yi felt a fiber on the lower left side of his body, making a crisp sound, and then a fiber broke and fell on the fabric.

Qiao Yi was very excited, like a cicada that flew thousands of miles and finally found a tree, inserted its mouthparts into the trunk, greedily sucking the sweet sap from the trunk.

So I concentrated all my souls on the broken fiber, finally controlled it lightly, and then tried to join the fiber like a broken earthworm.

Finally got it!
Qiao Yi could even feel that the fabric was trembling, full of fear.

Qiao Yi couldn't control that much, and knew that in the entire exhibition hall, he was the only soul existing, and they were all paper without any soul, although there were ink marks left by the ancients on it.

But Qiao Yi despised them.

Calligraphy and painting without a soul is equivalent to a body without a soul.

clack clack-

Qiao Yi seemed to be able to hear the sound of him biting that small piece of fiber, and this sound made his whole soul tremble.

How long has it been since you were so excited for a bite of food?

How long has it been since you wanted to shed tears because of the sound of chewing?
Qiao Yi ate very slowly, as if he was chewing slowly, but it was actually because Qiao Yi didn't have a mouth, so he could only use rubbing to scrape off the residue on the fiber, and he had to be careful not to be repelled. "eat".

After all, Qiao Yi's body is more than 900 years older, and the fibers are also much older.

Qiao Yi didn't know how long he had eaten, but he finally felt full, so he stopped eating, and fell asleep drowsily.

Qiao Yi's soul was consumed too much, he needed to rest and digest.

I don't know how long it took, but Qiao Yi woke up and felt that his soul had recovered and seemed to have some strength.Qiao Yi could also feel that some parts of his body had undergone slight changes.

The benefits of eating are fully reflected.

This is metabolism.

There was no light and no one. Qiao Yi didn't know how long time had passed.

Qiao Yi started eating again.

When the museum opened, people came to visit, and Qiao Yi was also eating or sleeping.

When the museum was closed and it was dark, Qiao Yi was still eating or sleeping.

Qiao Yi lived very leisurely, carefree, and didn't have to think about anything. He would go to bed when he was full, just like a pig.And it's the kind of pig for people to visit, so you don't have to worry about being killed for meat.

I forgot time, forgot everything, and I no longer remember what kind of person I was.

An unknown number of dark days have passed, and Qiao Yi no longer pays attention to the passage of time. He feels that his body has been completely strengthened, and the original dark yellow appearance seems to have some luster.

And the piece of fine plain cloth under Qiao Yi's body has a space of 23.5 cm x 32.7 cm, which is at least a bit thinner, but it cannot be seen with the naked eye.

Qiao Yi is now able to control more fiber and eat at the same time.

Qiao Yi's soul also became much stronger.

Qiao Yi looked at the young lady who was looking at him from the opposite side. There were light-colored moles of tears in the corners of her eyes, and her face was blurred, somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was.

Qiao Yi thought that if he were her, he would probably shed tears of excitement.

Because the soul in the glass case opposite her is the only noble soul in this world.

Qiao Yi didn't think about it at all, and let her secretly stuff herself into her chest and take him away.Because there, it is estimated that there is no fiber product at all.

Without food, Qiao Yi didn't want to go anywhere.

　Happy Labor day! !I don't know what your holidays are, what are your plans? ?The author has been looking forward to this holiday for a long time, and I can finally write without worrying about everything! ! !Come, give the author some happy fruits! ! !By the way, there is another sentence, 5.1, that is, Friday night, the leading film of Longing for Life is about to come out! ! ! ! !
　　
　
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