Will Mozun know how to multiply today? [Traveling]

The man raised his sunglasses, revealing a pair of extremely beautiful eyes.She smiled at Jiang Yike, her tone brisk: "Yeah."

Jiang Yike raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Master, what are you doing here?"

The time-traveling formation connects two time-spaces: four living people activated the formation and brought four dead people over.

The fantasy world is divided into human and demon worlds, and the leader of the demon sect in the human world belonged to one of the four people who died.

The leader knocked on the car door with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Come to pick you up, let's get together with Xuanhuan."

"Party?" Jiang Yike opened the door and got into the car, and put on his seat belt, "What are you doing?"

The leader smiled and said nothing: "You will know when you arrive."

The car drove smoothly, and soon arrived at a simple and luxurious villa.

A bright red banner was pasted at the door, fluttering in the wind, with a line of big characters written on it with a brush:

"The First Friendship Meeting of Fantasy Travelers"

Jiang Yike: "..."

It's still a friendly meeting, you, the leader of the Demon Cult, really keep pace with the times.

The leader was proud: "How about it, I wrote it."

She led Jiang Yike in, and saw five people already in the hall.

Immortal Bailu sat on the sofa on the right with her apprentice, while Poison Lord Yanling sat on the sofa on the left with his senior brother.

And the proprietress surnamed Xia was sitting in the middle, making tea slowly.

Together with the two of them, there are exactly seven people.

...less, alone.

The person Jiang Yike brought over has not only never appeared before, but there is no trace of him coming to modern times.

Jiang Yike knew it in his heart, his eyes darkened, he threw his schoolbag on the sofa casually, and sat down without saying a word.

The leader patted him on the shoulder in relief, and whispered: "Don't worry, you will always find it."

On the other side, the proprietress stood up and clapped her hands to attract everyone's attention: "Welcome everyone to come to Xuanchuan for a meeting."

"The source and context must be clear to everyone. It is impossible for us to return to the original world. We can only adapt to modern life and help each other."

As she spoke, she calmly took out a thick book, on which were printed two big characters "Criminal Law": "First, murder, arson, gambling, drugs, prostitution, cheating——"

"Resolutely put an end to it."

The proprietress glanced at Yanling Poison Lord who was sitting lazily, and said: "It is you who are talking about, it is illegal to care about you as snake poison, poison wine, and poison."

Du Jun: "...huh."

The proprietress roughly talked about the things to pay attention to in modern times, and after the end, everyone began to talk about life.

It is said that Xianguan's apprentice is a president who opened a clothing brand and made money until his hands became weak.

Du Jun bought a big yard, raised a bunch of snakes, and made medicinal wine with his senior brother every day.

The leader of the Demon Cult went to the entertainment industry for a while, and after beating up N malicious directors, he became lazy, and came back to use his spiritual power to cheat and buy and sell jadeite, earning a lot of money.

Jiang Yike nestled in the corner of the sofa, resting his chin lazily, his body sunk in the soft cotton wool, calmly listening to other people talking.

But why, after listening around, it seems that he is the worst in this group of people? !A poor high school student with no money or power.

After all, I am also a majestic Demon Lord, don't be like this.

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After thinking for a moment, Jiang Yike said silently: "...I bet, none of you can do what I have done."

Everyone: "?"

With a sneer, Jiang Yike took out the "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation" in his schoolbag, and slammed it on the table with a "bang".

He put his hands on the cover, and his voice was a bit gritted: "In the past few days, I have done five or six sets of Chinese papers, several sets of math papers, and even chemical experiments."

Jiang Yike opened a page casually, pointed to the "log75" symbol on it, and said coldly: "Do you know what this is? Can you write it? Ah?"

Except for the proprietress, everyone in Xuanhuan came over to take a look, and found that they had no idea what the hell it was.

At the same time, their respect for Jiang Yike spontaneously arose: None of us can understand this ghostly talisman, so it's no wonder Lord Mozun has to write it every day!

It's really not easy! !

Just when everyone was in admiration and awe, Jiang Yike answered calmly: "You can't write, right?"

The crowd nodded.

Jiang Yike said: "I won't either."

Everyone: "..."

Then what do you take it out for?Is there anything to be proud of? !

Jiang Yike put his homework back into his schoolbag, his back full of vicissitudes.

The leader sat not far from him and snapped his fingers briskly: "Okay, there is one more thing today."

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, the leader smiled calmly and explained: "The Demon Lord Jiuli wants to find someone, everyone should think of a way."

Jiang Yike was a little surprised, he silently mouthed to the leader: Thank you.

The fairy official on the side asked: "Can you know the date of birth, can you describe your voice and smile?"

"I don't know the name, identity, and age," Jiang Yike was a little frustrated, and his voice was a little bit softer, "I have been covering my face with a black cloth all the year round, so I don't know what it looks like."

The 17-year-old boy still looks like he hasn't opened his eyes. His eyebrows and eyes are clean, but he has a somewhat lonely expression.

The proprietress said: "There is too little information, is there any other characteristics?"

Jiang Yike thought about it seriously for a moment, and began to snap his fingers: "Tall, black-clothed, taciturn... He was weak at first, but somehow, he was on par with me."

Back in the day, when that kid was completely suppressed by the other party in the Black Stone Arena in the Demon Realm, I still couldn't stand it anymore.

Jiang Yike broke through the barriers of the ring with his sword, and jumped down to block the man in front of him, blocking the enemy's fatal blow.

The young Mo Shaojun was dressed in a black black robe, with strands of gold thread pressed on the hem of his black boots, and said coldly: "The person who beat me is nothing, let your master get out."

Regardless of the bursts of surprise surrounding him, the long sword in his hand pierced the wind, and the cold edge of the sword pointed directly at the bridge of the enemy's nose.

The voice is contemptuous:

"This seat will fight him."

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There was too little information, and with the few people present, the leader and Mozun were relatively familiar. The rest of the people had never met Jiang Yike, let alone helped him find someone.

The modern age is so big, it is not easy to find a person of unknown age and unknown name in the vast crowd.

Fortunately, Jiang Yike was not in a hurry. After the small gathering, the leader sent him back to the vicinity of the community, and the two said goodbye.

When I got home, it was past meal time, and my aunt's house was quiet, except for one or two slight sounds of water coming from the kitchen.

Uncle took Xiao Jun to a cram school, and my aunt wore an apron and washed dishes in the kitchen.

Hearing the cautious "click" sound of opening the door, my aunt turned her head and saw Jiang Yike pawing at the crack of the door, about to sneak in without anyone noticing.

It is unnecessary to think about sneaking in, Jiang Yike was caught straight, and said with a sneer, "I'm back."

"It's good to be back," my aunt smiled, "I'm back so late today, have you had dinner yet?"

I can't say that I went to eat a seafood feast with Xuanhuan and the others.

Jiang Yike rolled his eyes, and brought out one person without changing his expression: "Chu Nian gave me math tutoring this afternoon, so I will have dinner with him by the way."

Auntie naturally knew about Chu Nian - after all, the name can be regarded as "like thunder".

Chu Nian is not only listed on the homepage of the campus website as the No.1 of various competitions all year round, but also is mentioned by teachers and parents from time to time, "Look at Chu Nian in class A", and his popularity is not low.

As a family, there will always be some small selfishness, and my aunt is no exception.I always hope that my children can play with good students, and they can improve their grades under the influence of their ears and eyes.

My aunt stretched out her hand and rubbed his head, her voice was very gentle: "That's so good, Yike, you should learn more from him."

He is 17 years old, he is almost an adult, and I don't know why my aunt always treats him like a child.

Jiang Yike replied calmly, "Okay."

The aunt asked again: "What did you eat?"

Jiang Yike choked suddenly, he silently apologized to Chu Nian in his heart, and replied, "I ate fried chicken."

My aunt frowned and said in a low voice, "Fried chicken is too hot, it's unhealthy, you can't eat more."

Jiang Yike said, "Well...we actually ate salad."

The aunt laughed: "You two are quite healthy."

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My aunt has always trusted her two children unconditionally, and she never doubted Jiang Yike.

Uncle never bothered to attend school activities, so at the family meeting on Tuesday, my aunt represented the parents of Xiao Jun and Jiang Yike.

She had to listen to the teacher's report in class C first, and then rush to class F immediately, just enough to catch up with two-thirds of the content.

In the classroom, my aunt looked at the young man who was helping the teacher distribute materials, and mustered up the courage to walk over.

She hesitated for a moment, then said cautiously, "Well, are you Chu Nian's classmate?"

Seeing that it was a student's home, Chu Nian stopped his movements.

He asked politely: "It's me, may I help you?"

"Well, it's nothing special," the aunt was a little embarrassed, and she said nonuo, "Thank you for taking care of my Yike, Yike didn't cause you any trouble, right?"

"No, don't worry." Chu Nian said with a smile, his voice slowed down a lot, and it seemed that there was a hint of sweetness in his ears:

"he's good."

The aunt nodded in relief, and suddenly said: "I heard from Yike that you went to eat together after school on Friday."

eat?when?

Chu Nian froze in place, with a slightly puzzled look on his face: "?"

My aunt was also stunned: "No?"

Chu Nian quickly reacted and quickly explained: "He was right, we went to the milk tea shop to do our homework after school and ordered something."

My aunt was very surprised: "Milk tea? But Yike said you guys went to eat fried chicken."

Chu Nian didn't change his face: "After we finished our milk tea, we went to eat fried chicken."

Aunt: "He also said that you also ate salad."

Chu Nian: "..."

He silently added: "After we drank milk tea and ate fried chicken, we ate salad."

Auntie: "That...don't you support it?"

Chu Nian: "...I eat more."

My aunt suddenly realized: "No wonder, no wonder, this is the time for you to grow your body, you should eat more."

The author has something to say: Chu Nian who was forced to drink milk tea + eat fried chicken + salad.

Jiang Yike: guilty conscience.jpg