Those years when I was Mingzhu

Who am I?

My wife Shanyi, my name.I think that's probably what I'm called.

Because when I came back to my senses standing in a bustling ancient street with people coming and going, this name was the only thing left in my head.

I don't seem to belong here.Originally, I came from Huaguo in the 21st century. I was a quasi-college dog who didn't work hard, had no hands, could only brush questions, and had just escaped from the sea of ​​suffering.

For a head-turning cosplay at the graduation ceremony, I played the role of a golden-haired swordsman even though I couldn't even figure out the original book.The name of this character seems to be "My Wife Shanyi". It is said that he comes from a healing manga/anime of Crocodile Dream level. My good friend warned me not to open this book unless I have too much time. Comics or click on this episode.

Not much nonsense, all in all, after finding out that the top of my head is long and inconvenient and still shining golden, the fake hair that can always flash into my eyes can't be pulled out, and the amber in my eyes was finally pressed to death by a good friend. When the colored contact lenses couldn't be removed... I flicked my thick eyebrows, and I knew that something was going to be difficult and difficult.

Sure enough, before I was in a daze for a long time, a voice claiming to be the system ran into my mind, explaining to me that I had traveled to "Blade of Pillar Destroyer".

"Blade of Pillar Destroyer", the name sounds a little familiar.I thought about it, it was exactly what my friend who was holding a mobile phone and crying all day long wandered around me like a ghost, muttering "the crocodile has no heart" and "everyone gets a bento again" in his ear. The manga/drama.

Oh?That is to say, just because I played a character called "My Wife Shanyi" (it seems to be a Naruto version), I was accidentally selected to travel to the original work?

"That's right!" The guy in the system said to me happily, and told me that this is Japan's Taisho, and I am now in a bustling city called Asakusa at that time.

This is so unbelievable, I am not surprised that it is fake.Although this system seems to be very friendly, and the lady in kimono who just passed by smiling at me is also very nice, but this does not mean that I can accept all this so simply.

After all, this is time travel, life time travel!And I still remember that my good friend who called "Murata" before the exam once told me that there are ghosts who eat people in this world!

Li Tao, how can a hard-working student who is good at eating and sleeping, paddling and copying his homework No. 1, survive in a juvenile manga where evil spirits are rampant?

Thinking of this makes me more comfortable.

So in order to suppress the shock, I planned to find a place to drink a bowl of noodles as a respect.

I came to a cart selling udon noodles. To be honest, it was the first time I saw this kind of shop selling noodles with a cart.In China, we have only seen hawkers pushing carts and selling corn buns for one dollar and four, so they must be of the same nature.

"The boss has a bowl of black chicken and mackerel, more coriander and no chili." I said to the boss in broken Japanese. Fortunately, I usually play a lot of gals, and I also occasionally follow up on fan dramas based on my interest. Daily communication It doesn't bother me...probably.

But the bald boss gave me a strange look, looking at the expression of a fool, his squinted eyes seemed to say, "A good-looking handsome guy, why is he so stupid."

Fortunately, at this time, a boy with dark red hair wrapped in a scarf and cool spots on his forehead reminded me gently, "This store only sells udon, not the one you mentioned." Only then did I realize that I had confused the words "udon" with "black chicken mackerel".

Damn, my pig brain.

I casually ordered a bowl of udon with char siew, and I held the teacup handed over by the shop manager with squinting eyes, and sat down on the bench next to the friendly young boy who specially moved a little space for me.

I noticed that this little boy had been constantly glancing at me from the very beginning, and at the same time, I was puzzled and felt that he might have seen "me", more precisely, "my wife Shanyi" somewhere, That's why he showed this expression of "I seem to have seen this person somewhere".

Well, rather than saying that I guessed it by looking at his expression, it would be better to say that I heard it by listening to his "heart sound".

I don't know what's going on, but after time travelling, I feel that everything around me is noisy.The sounds of people talking and chatting, the rustling of clothes, and even the sounds of crickets rubbing their tentacles in the grass all rushed into my ears, but I didn't wait for me to figure it out or ask the system what was going on. What happened, the heartbeat of the boy next to me suddenly trembled violently, which startled me.

"It's so noisy..." I frowned and looked in his direction complaining, only then did I realize that his face was disheveled.

Suppressing the displeasure in my heart, I was about to ask the boy if he felt uncomfortable when he suddenly stood up inexplicably and walked towards a certain direction, leaving the child who seemed to be his sister sitting there in a daze. Dozing off on the bench, the chicks fished and nodded like pecking at rice.

Hearing the sound of the boy's footsteps drifting away but still loud, I didn't take it seriously, I raised the tea in my hand and took a sip to my mouth.

But the next moment, the burning pain in my throat and the strong smell of alcohol made me cough violently with physiological tears.

Damn, this is... wine?

Taking the cup away, I watched it change from one to two in my hand, looked back at the boss with the expression "Oh no, it seems to be mixed up", and listened to his apologetic heartbeat of "I'm so sorry, hey hey" , and like the girl beside her, she fell into a drowsy drowsiness.

……

Later, I was woken up by the system.

He played "The Spring Breeze of Reform Blows All over the Land" in my head on a loop, and I opened my bloodshot eyes in a nervous breakdown.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I was stunned.

Because I saw that I was holding up the bamboo knife as a prop at this time, and there were slices of neatly cut sashimi lined up under my feet.

"What is this?" I asked.I heard my stomach growl loudly.

"Yes... Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi." The system replied.