Son-in-law comes out

A strange expression suddenly appeared on Ma He's stepping face.

Li Zian felt something was wrong, and added: "I didn't mean that, I just gave you a metaphor."

"It turned out to be like this, you really surprised me." Ma He stepped on his mouth with a smile, "Since you are so sure, and you have given me such an exaggerated metaphor, when this rumor passes, I will Come to the devil to find you, if your wife beats me and bullies me, I will call the police and arrest you."

Li Zian smiled, and stretched out his hand to embrace Mahtab into his arms.

Ma and Tabu sighed, their crescent eyebrows slightly frowned.

Li Zian asked curiously, "What's the matter with you?"

Mahtab said quietly: "I know that you have a wife and children, but I still fall in love with you. I know that this wedding is fake, but I still want to hold a wedding with you so that my parents and relatives can get to know you. Am I... am I stupid?"

"Aren't you my little fool?" Li Zian said.

Mahtab beat Li Zian's chest with his fist, pretending to be annoyed: "You bully me before you get married, I won't marry you."

Li Zian grabbed her pair of pink fists, and slowly moved towards her cherry lips.

Mahtab fell silent all of a sudden, raised his jaw slightly, and closed his eyes in advance, with a look of shyness waiting to be let go.

Does what you just said make sense?

It doesn't make any sense. Being able to fall in love with a man like the master and hold a wedding is a wish that many women can only dream of. She has realized it and she is happy. But it is every woman's nature to criticize men, even if it is a Persian wife It cannot be avoided.

However, how can these small thoughts be hidden from the master's eyes?

Therefore, the master uses his mouth to solve the problem.

The master's mouth is not an ordinary mouth, it is quite powerful without the turbocharger, but with the turbocharger, it will become a mouth of a god, just like the "Seven Pins of Sesame Official" filmed by Master Xing , blowing towards the sea, the sea surface will burst into a water column tens of meters high.The Master's God's Mouth is definitely not as exaggerated as in the movie, but it is quite easy to spray a few meters high water column from the surface of the sea after the power is released.

The two separated after a few minutes.

This was the master's initiative to end it. He felt that if the kiss continued, the Persian daughter-in-law would faint from lack of oxygen.

Mahtab blushed, and she gave Li Zian a charming look: "Why are you so bad?"

Li Zian said with a smile: "Daughter-in-law, do you want to see the baby?"

Mahtab: "..."

Li Zian leaned close to her ear and said, "Daughter-in-law, my baby can change shape, so I'll show you a good trick this time, okay?"

Mahtab blinked his eyes: "Can it still deform?"

Li Zian nodded solemnly: "Do you want to see it?"

Mahtab looked hesitant, bit his lips after ink staining for a few seconds, and nodded heavily: "Yes!"

Li Zian was about to take out the baby to do tricks, when suddenly a woman's voice came from outside the door.

"Mahtab, are you in there?"

This is the voice of the old mother-in-law Aisha, speaking in English, obviously also for Li Zian.

Mahtab suddenly became nervous, and then replied: "I am here."

"Come out, mom has something to tell you," Aisha said.

"Oh, here we come." Mahtab replied.

Li Zian was disappointed, but at the same time a little thankful. Fortunately, the old mother-in-law came back early. If he came back in a few minutes and he was doing tricks for the Persian wife, it would be bad.

Mahtab smiled at Li Zian: "Be good, go to bed early, see you tomorrow."

Li Zian nodded.

Mahtab came over and pecked Li Zian's face before leaving.

The door opened, and Ayesha stood at the door and looked at Li Zian with policeman-like eyes.

Li Zian smiled at his old mother-in-law.

Mahtab closed the door.

Li Zian sighed, stared blankly for a while, and then took out the heavenly book.

What kind of tricks do you want to do, or study the truth of the heavenly book.

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Chapter 0987 The fabric turned out to be a shroud

I know all the inscriptions of the sky on the "keyboard". Each of the inscriptions of the sky contains hundreds of tiny inscriptions of the sky, and there are suspected "circuit" lines between them.To him, these 108 heavenly inscriptions are like 108 CPUs, they are the core part of this heavenly book, just like CPUs exist for computers.

However, after knowing all the inscriptions of the sky through connection, Li Zian couldn't use them to type anything.They are arranged on the sky book, which looks like keycaps, but he can't use them to type out words, and no words will be displayed on the mirror.

Li Zian tried to compile 108 inscriptions of heaven into meaningful information on paper.

The 108 heavenly inscriptions are: Yin, Yang, Heaven, Earth, Life, Death, Love, Light, Thunder, Lightning, Wind, Space, Life, Metal, Man, Spirit, Attack, Soul, Time...

There is no No.1 pronoun, no second-person pronoun, and no third-person pronoun. He cannot combine these heavenly inscriptions understood from a Chinese perspective into an interesting sentence.Moreover, each inscription of the sky represented matter and energy, and he had never seen many of them, so he would not be able to edit those inscriptions of the sky.

After trying for more than an hour, with no results, Li Zian gave up.

"Maybe this is a supercomputer with 108 CPUs. Chaos energy can activate it, and it can push my consciousness into a certain historical space. The previous two times were random and completely out of my control. This There is a 'time' in the 108 inscriptions of the sky, which represents the energy of time and space, I wonder if I can use it to achieve time control?" Li Zian had such a thought in his heart.

The first time he was pushed to the time and space with the earthquake dragon, and then he was trampled to death by the earthquake dragon.

The second time he was pushed to the city of Jerusalem in the Middle Ages, just in time for Saladin's army to attack Jerusalem, and was shot to death by random arrows.

Since the Heavenly Book is a book that records the history of the earth, if we understand it from the perspective of a book, it should have a table of contents and even page numbers for people to look up.If it is disordered and uncontrolled, then it should not be called a heavenly book.

Li Zian decided to give it a try.

He first connected with the fabric, and then pressed the index finger of his left hand on the Tianzi inscription representing "Time", and injected a trace of chaotic energy into it.

At the moment of activation, dense numbers emerged in Li Zian's mind, one after another like a waterfall, pouring down from his mind.

How does this work?

Li Zian's heart moved, and he thought of a number, 1999.

The waterfall of numbers in my mind suddenly stopped, and the number 1999 appeared, shining brightly.

Nothing new happened after the numbers paused.

Li Zian then placed the palm of his right hand on the touch panel, and injected a trace of chaotic energy into the touch panel.

boom!

A cloud of black light burst out from the mirror screen of Tianshu, which was like a dark jade, as if it had opened a big mouth like a black hole, swallowing Li Zian in an instant.

Coldness and darkness flooded in like a tide, and Li Zian felt like he was lying in a coffin passing through a black hole. Both he and the coffin were stretched and flattened, but he couldn't do anything in the face of it.

Li Zian suddenly had an idea that he had never had before: "The Book of Heaven has pushed my consciousness into the historical time and space, the historical time and space is the past time and space, and everything there does not exist, so from a certain angle Understand, the feeling I have now is the feeling of death, I have to die before I can enter the past time and space."

Continue to think along this line of thought.

"Both the heavenly book and the fabric are placed in the coffin. I connected the fabric to open the heavenly book normally. Then the fabric is... a shroud?" After thinking it over, Li Zian felt strange.

The fabric is indeed a shroud.

The answer was actually placed in the coffin early in the morning. Could the white cloth in the coffin be a wedding dress or a scarf?

It's just that he didn't even know what the Heavenly Book was at the time, so naturally he couldn't think of it at this level.

Now that I have found the answer, recalling the scene of fighting in a shroud in Jerusalem, he is almost an invulnerable mummy, which feels a bit creepy.

The tide of darkness generally recedes, and the sun shines down.

This is a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

Li Zian was standing next to an old locust tree, and there was a low, dilapidated tile-roofed house not far in front of him.A little kid in slit pants was poking his butt, in an open space next to the tile-roofed house, holding a stick in his chubby little hand, poking a lump of poop on the ground again and again.

A woman suddenly ran out of a room, with a dumbfounding expression on her delicate face, she bluffed and said: "Immortal, you play with shit, you melon skin."

The woman picked up the fat boy and patted the little guy's buttocks, but it was useless.

"Mom, I want to eat candy." The little guy said in a childish voice.

"No sugar, can mom cook you glutinous rice balls?" the woman said.

"Okay, let's eat glutinous rice balls." The little guy looked very happy.

The woman carried the little guy back to the house.

Without warning, two tears rolled down from Li Zian's eyes.

The woman was his mother, and the fat boy was him.

He was born in 1995, and he was only four years old in 1999.

The reason why he chose this number was because he wanted to come back and see his mother and father.

He got his wish, he saw his mother, and even saw himself when he was a child.

Her mother is still so beautiful, 80.00% of his current beauty is inherited from his mother.

Suddenly, someone spoke from behind.

He turned away.

Two men are coming this way.

His gaze fell on the face of one of the men and he couldn't take it away.

That man was his father, with a textbook under his arm, with a gentle and delicate appearance.20.00% of his prosperous beauty comes from his father's inheritance.

"I'm so angry, I'm so angry!" The father looked very angry, "The lighthouse actually bombed our embassy! It's too deceiving!"

"That's right, if I can, I'd like to take a gun to the battlefield!" The other uncle was also filled with righteous indignation.

In 1999, the lighthouse bombed the embassy in South Laf. It was so arrogant that there was not even a word of apology, and no one was responsible for it.

Li Zian was only four years old at the time, so he had no impression of this incident. Later, when Zhang Da grew up, he knew about it, but he didn't feel anything.Now seeing his father talking about this matter with his colleagues, he can feel his father's anger.This may be the same heart as father and son, there is telepathy.

He also remembered a very general saying that only appeared in later generations, that is, men whose monthly salary has not exceeded or just passed the basic salary line like to talk about international current affairs most.It's true, some men are either busy making money or dating different women, how can they have time to care about these?

"Go to my house for dinner, and we'll talk about it later."

"No, no, my daughter-in-law made me twice-cooked pork, and I will eat it at home."

"Then I'll go to your house to eat, and we'll talk about it."

"Old Li, my mother-in-law is at my house, the old woman is nagging, next time."

The boat of friendship is overturned.

Old Li stopped suddenly and looked at Li Zian who was standing next to the old locust tree.

Lao Li's colleague also took a look at Li Zian, but it was nothing, and walked away quickly while Lao Li was looking at Li Zian. In 1999, the life of ordinary people was still very difficult, and it was rare to eat twice-cooked pork. If Lao Li's cheeky person took the food, it would be a big loss.

"May I ask who you are?" Lao Li asked tentatively.

Li Zian's tears welled up again: "Dad."

"What's wrong with you young man? I'm less than ten years older than you, and you call me Dad. I don't have a son as old as you." Lao Li walked past Li Zian.

Li Zian was about to catch up, when a ray of light suddenly flashed in the sky.He looked up, and before he could see clearly, a meteorite the size of a fist hit his forehead, pawn.

The tide of darkness is generally coming.

The first time was trampled to death by an earthquake dragon.

The second time was shot to death by random arrows.

This time he was killed by a meteorite.

Anyway, no matter how one dies, one cannot escape death.

But this time the time was a bit longer, more than 2 minutes. The exact time he stayed in that time and space was unknown, but it was estimated to be 5 minutes.

Li Zian's sight returned to normal. He was still sitting on the sofa, pressing his hands on the "hour" and the touch panel respectively.He didn't even move, but he completed a trip through time and space, and went back to 1999 to see his handsome father, beautiful father, and himself who poked poop with a tree stick.

There was a cold feeling from the corner of his eyes, it was his tears.

He raised his hand to wipe it, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In 1999, he poked his papa with a stick, why doesn't he remember?

Really vulgar fun.

At that time, he was about the same age as Li Xiaomei, but Li Xiaomei played with Barbie dolls, excavators and so on, and she was much taller.

After he calmed down a bit, he pressed the index finger of his left hand on the "time" keycap. After a trace of chaotic energy was activated, he set "-221" in the numbers pouring down like a waterfall in his mind. This figure, and then press the right palm on the touch pad, activating the book of heaven.