Xiao Han [Shooting Condor]

Like most boys, Xie Yao loves watching movies and playing games online, as well as all kinds of inexplicable books.Since he was a child, he has never had a friend who can talk heartfeltly, because everyone has colored glasses on him after learning that his father is the director. Xie Yao, the son of the director, never feels happy or proud. On the contrary, He hoped that others would ignore this and not care about his identity and be normal friends with him.

"Hey, how much is a pack of toilet paper?"

"The roll paper is [-] yuan, the big bag is [-] yuan, and the small bag is [-] yuan." Xie Yao was sitting on the chair at the door of the toilet, holding a tattered martial arts novel and was enjoying it, although his father always scolded him for reading it only. It is a book about fighting ghosts, but it can't stop him from fantasizing that he is the protagonist.

As the director's son, the only thing Xie Yao is thankful for is that he doesn't have to pay to go to the toilet.But even if you don't have to pay, it's a sad thing if you don't bring paper.

Xie Yao looked at the tattered martial arts novel in his hand. The cover of the novel was gone, but such a thick book was enough to wipe his ass.Holding this novel, he couldn't put it down, and said in pain: "I haven't finished it yet, I can't bear it!" After finishing speaking, he tore off a sheet with a "stab" sound, wiped it, and then threw the paper into the toilet to clean it up. clean.

Xie Yao clapped his hands and was about to tie his belt when the toilet suddenly made a sound like boiling water.He turned his head curiously, only to see a dazzling golden light bursting out of the toilet, and a young man cursed loudly: "You bastard! How dare you tear my roots of wisdom..."

Xie Yao was very angry when he heard the swearing, but when he took a closer look at the situation, he couldn't say a word in an instant.But he saw that the novel was flapping the pages in mid-air, jumping up and down, like a puppet-like prop, as if very angry.

Soon, Xie Yao knew that the book was really angry, because the book rushed up and slapped Xie Yao's ears, and slapped Xie Yao on the toilet.

Xie Yao covered his face, and said with dull eyes: "What did I see... the book... the book has become a master!"

"You are the genius!" The book was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said loudly: "Give me back that page of wisdom!"

Xie Yao is still in shock. No matter who it is, if a book floats in the air and speaks, it will be frightened.Xie Yao was no exception, he almost fainted watching this scene, but he still managed to say: "Don't worry, I'll try to fish it out for you."

"Fill? You said it lightly! You tore my roots of wisdom and caused me to lose 90.00% of my mana!" The book became angrier as it spoke, rushed forward and slapped Xie Yao again!

Xie Yao was completely beaten by him, and he had no power to fight back. The strange book suddenly clamped Xie Yao's collar, like a burly man pulling his collar, and said word by word: "I don't care, you must help I will return to the position of the Book of Heaven! Otherwise, I will drown you in the toilet!"

"...Book Demon, can we talk it out if we have something to say? How do you want me to help you? Just say it, don't...don't pull..." Before Xie Yao finished speaking, Mr. Book Demon exerted force and pulled him even tighter: "Call me the descendant of the Nine Heavens Hairpin Flower General, Master Pangu Clan Hongmeng Tianshu!"

"Ah?" Xie Yao raised his head in a daze, then stammered and said, "The descendant of the young flower-picker of the Nine Heavens..."

Lord Tianshu let go of him and floated back a little bit, leaning against the wall as if helpless: "Enough, enough, enough, you shut up. Are you ready?"

"what to prepare?"

Xie Yao continued to be at a loss.

Tianshu rolled up a scroll, pointed to the toilet, and said, "Look."

Xie Yao turned his head to look, the golden light in the toilet became more and more dazzling, he took two steps closer to take a closer look, the toilet suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed him in with a squeak.

The toilet seat was closed with a "snap", and there was a sudden silence in the toilet.

The author has something to say: overhauled.