On how to save the world by defeating the protagonist

Chapter 295 I'm Sorry, I'm the Second Generation of Immortals

"Man, man embroidery competition?" Standing in place, Tong Lu, who was forcibly cut apart by the light screen and other contestants, still couldn't figure out what happened when she saw a table rise up in front of her, with colorful embroidery tools on it. Everything is available, as if just moved out of some embroidered lady's boudoir, and there are two small footstools beside it.

Such a turn of events was too out of the ordinary, she blurted out: "Could it really be better than embroidery?"What's the point?
Seeing the needles and threads in front of her, she subconsciously looked in front of her in a daze, only to see that the other party had already sat down, "Have you seen this kind of competition before?" Seeing the man in front of him pick up the thread, Her eyeballs almost jingled and fell off: "Is this how the best and strongest are selected?"

Is this face too perfunctory?
"Don't be too surprised. It's not surprising no matter what weird things happen to people like this kind of people who have just opened their minds and want to replace the plane of the main god before they have time to straighten out their minds." Hu Mian has recovered from the child's state, and now He is just a color-selecting machine with no expression on his face, and thread balls of various colors flow through him continuously:
"Selecting the strongest plane with embroidery skills like this is nothing. I have also encountered a world where the world is determined by forging iron and the cook is the emperor. How can you be happy if there are no planes?" His fingers flew, no. After a while, he picked out a pile of small mountain-shaped coils of thread: "How can I encounter so many logical ones?"

"Anyway, if someone makes a move for you, you have to follow it carefully." When he felt that the thread roll was enough, he threw a bamboo thread holder with satisfaction: "Okay, just these color schemes, you can repair a hundred birds." Chaofeng or Hundred Butterfly is fine."

"I'll rest for a while." After speaking, he really lay down on the footstool, and then covered his face with a fan, ignoring everything.

"...Ah?" After subconsciously taking the thread, Tong Lu was stunned for a while before realizing that the other party had thrown all the embroidery work to herself: "You, you don't want me to show off flowers on the spot Come out?"

I just saw that you chose the line carefully, and thought you were very capable, but this is the result?

Holding the Xiuhua needle that reflected the cold light in her hand, she felt her whole arm trembling: "How did you know that I can embroider?"

"You don't know how to embroider?" As soon as she said this, before she could feel aggrieved, she saw the man opposite him sitting up suddenly, his eyes filled with disbelief: "How can you not know how to embroider? You are not from a poor family. ? How can you not even know how to embroider? "

"I came from the orphanage, not Xiufang!" Tong Lu, who was robbed of her job by a pass, was furious at that time, and threw a string in her hand at the other side: "You think it's still ancient times, just drag a little girl When you come out, you are proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, female workers and female training? Tell you, the times have long changed!"

"It's in the orphanage. All I can do is sew a button to mend a sweater or something. The 'embroidery' you mentioned is a professional skill!" She was so angry that she picked up a ball of thread and pulled out a small section of thread. : "Look good, if you want me to be an embroidery lady, then there is only one thing I can do!"

"That's it!" After she finished speaking, she quickly picked up a needle, quickly passed the embroidery thread through the eye of the needle, tied it on the ball of thread, and then threw it over: "There is no more!"

Oh, you only know how to thread?Steadily catching the ball of thread that was thrown vigorously, Hu Mian clicked his lips to express his regret that the craftsmanship of embroidery was almost lost on the other plane. "Hey, it's just a lot of embroidery, so don't be so angry..."

"...Girls have to be careful, it's all for the mission, everything has a solution." With a crisp "ding bell", a gentle brass-colored thimble was shaken out of his sleeve by him, Falling into a pile of embroidery thread looks extra gentle; "Do you want to embroider yourself?" Looking at the thimble with traces of time but still shining, Tonglu was a little surprised: "You can also embroider?"

"Really, you don't even have to use your brain?" Hu Mian sighed softly, and started to criticize people again: "They say that I come from a plane similar to the ancient cultivation of immortals. How many ancient men have you seen who can embroider? "

"It's not all about the embroiderer!" With a glaring glare, he picked up the thimble, put it on the table and turned it: "Don't look at this thing as old, it's placed in the world of cultivating immortals, and it doesn't have much family background." I really can't get it out; you are catching up today, so I will let you open your eyes and see what the real second generation of immortals is like."

The real second generation of immortals?Thinking about this unfamiliar vocabulary with a slightly boastful nature, Tong Lu narrowed her eyes and stared at the constantly rotating thimble:
At first, the thimble just turned beautifully, and then it started to make some unusual movements, as if it was turning bigger and bigger, and something like a "skirt" gradually appeared on the edge; after spinning for nearly ten seconds, the "thimble" "Suddenly it stood still, and its appearance changed into a brass bud;

The next second, the "bud" bloomed, and a golden, elf-like girl appeared on the table.

"Master, what kind of clothes do you want this time?" The little girl combed a double bun and waved her brass sleeves with a smiley face. Before anyone could speak, she took the initiative to pick up the dress that was half her size Gao's fine needle: "The robe you are wearing is already worn out, Zhinu will make you a more beautiful one, okay?"

"My master hasn't asked Weaver Girl to come out for a long time. My clothes are all worn out and I don't know how to change them!" As she said this, the girl puffed up her cheeks and took the needle and thread to greet her master: "Wait for Weaver Girl to put some rust patterns on you. Only in this way can you be worthy of your status..."

"Put the robe aside, it's not why I called you this time." Hu Mian quickly stopped the little girl's movements, grabbed her and put it back on the table: "I saw the thread on the table gone?"

"You have four to ten minutes to embroider the most beautiful pattern you know, and it must be full." After giving the girl an order, he raised his head, and raised his eyebrows at the person in front of him: What? Like, haven't you seen it?

"This is a weapon spirit that has been cultivated for hundreds of years, and it is also a 'Weaver Girl' who specially makes clothes for me." Fanning his fan, Hu Mian revealed the inadvertent show off of a long-term pampered person: "Very rare right?"

"Besides, my weapon spirit is far more than this one." This show couldn't stop the car, as if recalling the bells and feasts he once had, the man began to take things out of his sleeves one by one: "And The one in charge of cooking, the one in charge of driving, the one in charge of washing and tidying up for me..."

He pulled out very fast, and in a short while the table was full of piles of gadgets, all small and exquisite, colliding with each other to make the sound of gold and stone.

However, Tong Lu didn't care much about other things that didn't appear, she was concentrating on the little girl dancing on the white cloth: "It's really amazing!" Seeing the girl flying up and down with a metallic texture She sighed sincerely: "The pattern is formed in an instant, which is really faster than the embroidery machines I know!"

"Hey..." Hearing the compliments from the people next to him, the girl paused for a moment, returned a shy smile, and then danced on the cloth at a faster speed; looking at those who seemed to be injected with life force, and were like spirit snakes The embroidered thread danced wildly, and the savior felt that it was time to tie a knot between the lines several times, but missed it every time.

Under her surprised gaze, a piece of ingenious embroidery work was born, which was 10 minutes shorter than the originally scheduled time.

"Master, I'm done!" It wasn't until the moment the embroidery was finished that the little girl sat down and said roughly, "Look, how is the embroidery? Is there anything else that needs to be revised?"

"No, I can trust your craftsmanship." The girl looked at Hu Mian with wide eyes, but it was a pity that Hu Mian's eyes were on someone else.

Seeing that the people in front of him were not very interested in the pile of weapon spirits he took out, he also felt that it was meaningless, so he took the little Weaver Girl away casually: "Thank you today, come out again when you have a chance." The girl who turned back into a thimble threw it into her sleeve, and then slowly cleaned up the bits and pieces on the table.

"This, this is going to be taken back?" Tong Lu didn't take back her reluctant eyes until the little girl disappeared, and turned her gaze to the pile of things in front of her: "Hey, are all these things your weapon spirit?"

"Like that girl, they will also become villains?" Without the little girl watching, she finally began to pay attention to the remaining ordinary accessories: "Well, such a small bowl, and a small wine glass, Small combs, small carriages... your family has prepared a complete set of things for you!"

"That's it!" Seeing that she was interested, Hu Mian wanted to say a few more words: "I'm also a great talent in cultivating immortals, and my family background is very good, so this little skill is nothing at all..."

"If you like that Weaver Girl, it's okay if I borrow you for a couple of days, just let her embroider you something and teach you some embroidery skills." As he said this, the man took out the thimble again, and Tong Lu was about to take it when she suddenly felt the surrounding people In a blink of an eye, the surrounding light screen disappeared, and the embroidery thread on the table and the finished embroidery disappeared:
The time has come, and the first test of the plane is officially over.

Thankfully I moved fast enough.Hu Mian held his fan calmly: Fortunately, the other party has no interest in his weapon spirit, so he can put away everything before the plane puts away the table, otherwise the cheating will be discovered.

Wiping the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, he was about to take out his sleeves again when the rescuer in front of him suddenly stood still, his eyes staring at a place in the distance for a moment, with a kind of smile on his face. Not a smile, but also a secretly shocked expression.

"What are you seeing?" Blinking, he followed the other person's gaze, and as a result, he saw an unbelievable scene:
A fool exuding the aura of love ran towards this side, "holding" a certain object in his hand.

He knew who the idiot was, but what he couldn't understand was the "thing" in the idiot's arms.

(End of this chapter)