Marry an NPC if your EQ is low

The prince kissed the sleeping princess in the sleepy castle, and the prince kissed the princess who ate the poisoned apple in the crystal coffin... Do you know why these stories are so classic and no one complains that the prince is busy?Because these stories are indeed classics...

However, more importantly, their audiences are generally no more than seven years old, and when people who listen to stories learn to complain, they find that the slots have become the best memories.

All the beautiful stories in this world probably start with one party waking up the other party and letting the other party know.

It was a man with snow skin and black hair, lying quietly on the high platform made of ice, as if he was asleep.It's just that his lips were pale, his chest didn't rise and fall, and his long black hair seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and he didn't look alive at all.His eyelashes are long and slightly curled, giving him a somewhat seductive look; his demeanor is extremely serene and cool, even if he is lying here motionless at this moment, he seems to be surrounded by a fairy air.

The NPCs in the Qinglang world, whether they are immortals, demons or demons, generally have a high appearance value, causing the charm measured by the players when they enter the game to generally not reach the average value of 100. Most of the charms that can reach 100 in the real world are "flowers". "Grass" level.This "dead man" can be regarded as an upper-middle level among NPCs. Although he can't compare with the alluring fairies, he is indeed extraordinary.

Seeing him lying peacefully and harmlessly on the clear ice platform, Ji Han's heart skipped a beat for no reason.This person... I don't know how long he has been here... Like a sleeping princess in a fairy tale, waiting for someone to come.

Unfortunately, this is a dead man.Ji Han put his hand on his chest and felt it carefully for 30 seconds, then retracted his hand regretfully.

Immediately, Ji Han became excited again!Mysterious palaces, the remains of ancestors... this is the rhythm of adventure!Although the ancestor looked a little younger and more handsome, and the remains were a little fresher and tenderer, this only shows that Qinglang was ingenious.And seeing that the ancestors were hiding the *oss money like this, they just left something for themselves and sent it to themselves...

What should be done at this time?Ji Xiaohan was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized, bury the remains of the ancestors?Looking for last words?After looking around, he didn't find any suspicious points or clues, so Ji Han turned his gaze back to the man on ice.

He took a closer look at the ancestor's appearance again, with a straight nose bridge, slender eyelashes, and bloodless lips.He still lay there quietly and indifferently, as if everything in the world could not be seen by him, and as if the universe had been included in his heart.Ji Han secretly said something offensive, stepped forward, put his hands on his shoulders, and tried to move his body away.

Although it is normal to look through corpses in the game... But in the real immersive experience, even in the face of an abnormally intact corpse, Ji Han still couldn't help feeling his scalp tingle, his heart trembled again and again .

As soon as he felt guilty, his feet were unstable, and his body stepping on the ice could not help but swayed back and forth twice.The moment Ji Han leaned back, he looked down inadvertently, and a chill rushed into his heart, so frightened that he closed his eyes and threw himself on the ancestor's body!

I didn't tell you that Ji Han is afraid of heights...

His lips touched something cold and soft, and his face seemed to be on the flesh.Ji Han raised his head and opened his eyes, just in time to see the ancestor's eyelashes trembling, trembling again...

cheat!corpse!up!In the game world, cheating corpses is actually not very scary (?), but summoning the boss is not fun either.

Ji Han struggled and wanted to stand up and run, but he forgot that his feet were still hanging in the air, relying on the strength of his upper body to support him. As soon as he stood up, he began to slide uncontrollably on the slippery ice.

The feeling of weightlessness became stronger and stronger, Ji Han tightly closed his eyes, his heart was so tense, he almost forgot how to breathe.

He... is really afraid of heights.

Just as he was about to fall, a hand clasped his waist.The fall...stopped.

Then, with a sudden force from that hand, it pulled him back!

Ji Han opened his eyes blankly, and saw the most beautiful pair of eyes he had never seen before.

The black eyes, like the never-melting ice and snow on this mountain, are also looking at him at this time.The owner of the eyes is still in a half-sitting posture, and the hand holding him has not had time to let go.

Ji Han belatedly discovered that he was face to face with the resurrected ancestor, with a distance of no more than 3 centimeters. The only difference was that the ancestor was lying down and sitting, while he was kneeling.

It's like doing something harmonious in each other's arms...

This situation is so embarrassing.

Ji Han raised his head, and before he had time to resolve the embarrassment, he felt his eyes go dark, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes became the familiar red home that he saw through the red goggles of the game helmet.

He got up from the bed, rubbed his eyes, felt a little dizzy, shook his head again, and flushed his face in the bathroom.I looked at my watch and it was already 06:30 in the afternoon. After playing for about five hours, I didn't notice it at all.

But I'm in a hurry, I haven't heard of Wan Qinglang's sudden disconnection.

Ji's father suddenly rushed in with a shovel in hand: "Hurry up, it's time for dinner, I'm still looking for you. Stop playing after dinner, pack up your things, school starts tomorrow."

Ji Han agreed, and sure enough, he didn't continue playing at night.Clothes and other sundries have already been packed by Ji's mother, so Ji Han can pack his schoolbag by himself.

Flipping through the book in his hand, Ji Han blushed, originally wanted to go home and study... but it turned out to be a dream...

Zippering up the schoolbag, sitting at the desk and flipping through the phone boredly, Ji Han stood up, thought for a while, unzipped the zipper again, and stuffed Qinglang's helmet inside.

In a clear world——

Bai Xiaoyi watched the person in front of him suddenly disappear into white light, and blinked lightly.

Disappeared... But, it's still hot here...

The slender right hand protruded from his wide sleeve, and slowly, slowly, it pressed against his left chest...

The imperial capital is always so cute, it has prepared a grand haze, and warmly welcomes Ji Han's return.

Ji Han looked up at the grayish-yellow sky at an angle of four or five degrees, deeply feeling that God had suffered a cruel and inhuman abuse, so that his face turned pale every day.Then his eyes moved down, skipped the old dormitory building, and fixed on the black trolley case at his feet.

It's school again...

He collected himself, picked up the suitcase neatly, swiped his card, entered the door, and ran upstairs slowly.

His father felt sorry for him, so he stuffed the half box of Lulu left over from the New Year's drink into the box and brought it to him.Ji Han felt that the trolley case was twice as heavy as usual.

Finally reached the fourth floor, the door of 425 was ajar, Ji Han kicked it open and shouted, "Haozi! I'm back!"

The draft blew the curtains and swayed, and the room was quiet, with no one in sight.

Ji Han drooped his head and began to pack things by himself.

The full name of T is Ziting University. As the leading technical college in China, it is born with a god (bi) personality.One of their characters is reflected in the fact that their dormitory is not called a dormitory, but Ziting Apartment.But there are always some real men who live in the old dormitory, such as Ji Han.

It is said that one day Ji Han and his dean came to inspect the dormitory, weeping, and exclaimed: "Is there any place in the world with poorer accommodation conditions than here!" Then a construction team was immediately sent to the dormitory for renovation.

A month after the construction team came, the dean came to visit again and sighed: "It turns out that there are really places with worse accommodation..."

But the old building also has the advantages of the old building. The old building has a small room, which is a three-person room.Ji Han's 424 was originally supposed to have a roommate from Macau who was a civil engineer, but I don't know what the bug is, that brother never moved here.So there are only two people in 424, Ji Han and Yu Hao, who is in the same class in the same hospital.

By noon, Ji Han had already put his things in order, but Yu Hao hadn't come back yet.

Ji Han went out of the house to wash his hands, took his key student card and mobile phone, and rode to the registration center to register, and stopped by the cafeteria for dinner.

It was still very cold in the imperial capital at the end of February, and the heating in the dormitory hadn't been turned off. Ji Han wanted to eat something spicy when he touched it.There were not many people in the cafeteria, so he first bought a cup of soy milk to occupy an empty seat, then turned around and ran to order Laowan fish, and stood there waiting after ordering.

Suddenly he heard a familiar high voice calling him: "Ji Quanquan, you are back!"

Ji Han turned around and saw that it was indeed Yu Hao.This buddy is tall and handsome, and he loves to buy clothes on Taobao all his life. He doesn't live like a man at all, but he calls him a very rough and bold name, and he also sings tenor in the school choir.

"I'm back." Ji Han nodded, "Let's eat together later."

"Okay, you find a seat first, and I'll see if my Malatang is ready."

When Ji Han returned with a large bowl of fish, he saw a pretty girl occupying the other side of the table, drinking soup.

He paused, walked over calmly, picked up his soy milk and changed places.

Yu Hao happened to come over with a meal, looked at the girl who was a little embarrassed after realizing it, and complained to Ji Han: "What's wrong, it's normal to gather a table for a meal in the cafeteria, what do you make girls think?"

Ji Han glanced at him and ignored him.He also understands everything, but unless he has to, he just doesn't want to sit at a table with strangers, it's uncomfortable.

After eating quietly for a while, the two chatted casually again.

"Haozi, what are you doing on vacation?"

"play games."

"Games?" Ji Han raised his head in surprise, "Don't you not play games?"

In the dormitory, Ji Han only played some online games, but they were also for entertainment, and basically stopped playing after the novelty.Master Yu Hao’s usual entertainment for such a literary person is listening to music, watching movies, shopping on Taobao, buying clothes, trying them on before returning them. Once Ji Han tried to invite him to play games with him, but he was rejected without any room for maneuver.

"Qinglang," Yu Hao picked up a shrimp dumpling and threw it into his mouth, "Should you also play? There are few people who don't play, and most of them are waiting for helmets that haven't been bought yet. Nima, the technology is too advanced, really Can't do without experience..."

Ji Han nodded: "I just went in, I haven't touched the doorway yet, I wiped it, and the helmet was only delivered the day before school started, I can't play during the holidays, and I can't throw it away after school starts. How much hatred between him and my GPA... "

"Come on, sleep twelve hours a day and you still want a GPA... Who the hell is against whom..."

Ji Han looked at him dissatisfiedly from bottom to top: "You don't know how hard it is, brother? By the way, why are you going in the afternoon?"

"Chorus training." Yu Hao threw the last shrimp dumpling into his mouth, leaving a plate of vermicelli.

"Oh." Ji Han stood up and cleaned up the dishes. He had nothing to do in the afternoon, and he was going to go to Qinglang while going back to the dormitory to sleep.Today, Ji Xiaohan learned that Qinglang also has a sleep mode while browsing the forums in the car, and can play while sleeping without affecting the quality of sleep.Suddenly, I feel how magical this world is, it seems that once Qingming comes out overnight, it becomes unreal.

Bai Xiaoyi returned to Zixianmen. 7000 years have passed, many things have changed, and some things have not.

The twin peaks enter the clouds, the blue smoke comes out of the Xiu, the phoenix sings, and the Ziyuan Mountain is majestic and continuous, just like before.The [-]-step white jade ladder leads directly to the majestic lintel above the source peak.

Bai Xiaoyi stood silently on the first white jade steps for a long time, with neither sad nor happy expression on his face, finally waved his wide white sleeves, pinched a cloud formula and returned to Zifeng.

Above the Purple Peak——

Jingtang House is just like its name, in a broken thatched house, the wind is still.

The low-quality sandalwood was burning slowly, and the gray smoke went straight to the roof, blackening the hay sod. I don't know how long the incense has been burning.

An old man sat cross-legged on the couch in the middle of the room, with long white eyebrows hanging down, but he had no beard, and there were a few gray-white stubbles on his shriveled chin.

He sat motionless and didn't make a sound, only his mouth opened and closed happily at a long frequency, he didn't know if he was cultivating or... sleeping.

Zhang Yunxi tiptoed in, and said in a low voice, "Master, there is a person on the peak."

Master Qing Ding didn't respond at all, only his mouth was still opening and closing happily.

Zhang Yunxi protruded a "well" character from the forehead, and increased his voice: "Master, someone is coming from the peak."

Open, open, open...

Zhang Yunxi stared at Qing Ding's shriveled, sunken mouth for a long time, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, rushed up, covered his mouth and shouted in his ear: "Master! There is someone on the peak!"

"Huh? Man! Where is he?" Qing Ding turned his head from side to side, his long eyebrows twitching.

Then he seemed to wake up, looked at his apprentice, and asked suspiciously: "Human? How can people go up to the top of the peak? Are you mistaken?"

Zhang Yunxi shook his head resolutely, his eagle eye technique has been practiced to Dzogchen, okay?

"That's where the people from the other world were blindly passed on by Jin Se?" Qing Ding wrinkled his walnut-like old face.

Xiao Xizi shook her head firmly again.

Although they are far away, that person is too far away from the people in the other world, okay?Which person from the other world didn't have a red face when he came, wearing a moon-white short dress of the same style, looking like he had never seen anything before?And the person at the top of the peak was wearing an immortal gown made of silk spun by Qiannian Iceworm. It was shiny black and thick like satin, and was holding a silver sword that looked very powerful, fluttering on the top of the peak. Standing faintly against the wind, with an extraordinary celestial appearance, he is not an ordinary person at first glance, okay? !

"This is neither that nor that. Could it be that the master uncle has woken up and returned?!" After being shaken by his apprentice again and again, Qing Ding stared, his eyebrows raised in anger.

But before Zhang Yuanxi could reply, Qing Ding widened his eyes and looked at a white figure, walking slowly towards here step by step...

Looking at the figure, how come it really looks like the old master uncle...