I'm just a courier boy

Wait no!What the hell is he thinking!

stop stop!Stop now!

What reproductive isolation of fish and sword?

Even if Yu and Jian were not reproductively isolated, it is impossible for them to...

...Why did the more I thought about it, the more outrageous it became? !

stop stop!Stop now!

Jiang Miaomiao coughed quickly, and changed the subject: "We used to live in the same room without conditions! Now that we have conditions, of course we have to sleep separately! And don't you think you are so big now that you sleep in one room alone?" Is the room better? Don't you want to have a room of your own?"

Meng Chongli said lightly: "I don't want to."

Jiang Miaomiao choked instantly, before she could speak, she heard Meng Chongli continue to say: "I feel more comfortable when I'm with you."

Jiang Miaomiao's eyes widened in an instant. This student, do you know that your speech is a bit impressive?

Unexpectedly, Meng Chongli changed the topic in the next second: "Maybe it's because your life is relatively hard, and you can hold me down."

Jiang Miaomiao instantly remembered the conclusion he had drawn before. Both he and Meng Chongli were able to kill other people, and whoever was with them killed each other, but if they were with each other, because they beat each other, they restrained each other...

In short, it maintains a delicate balance. At present, no one will cause harm to anyone. Under such circumstances, it seems normal for Meng Chongli to feel this way. After all these years, he knows too well how lonely a person is. It feels like I don't have any friends around me anymore, so I can finally get a friend, so I cherish it very much.

Jiang Miaomiao's heart softened, so she didn't insist on separating two rooms from Meng Chongli, and was even a little moved, thinking that Meng Chongli already regarded him as a friend.

After returning home, Jiang Miaomiao asked Wang Hong about little monk Miaowu's recent situation, and wanted to know if he had behaved strangely recently, but Wang Hong said no. He watched the little monk's eating and broadcasting as usual these days, And the little monk was still able to eat as usual, didn't find anything wrong with the little monk, and even ate more than before, but this is not unusual, right?

Jiang Miaomiao frowned slightly. Logically speaking, Wang Hong, a fan who watched the little monk's live broadcast every day, should know the little monk quite well. How could he not find anything wrong with the little monk's behavior?Or does it mean that the little monk's "evil spirit" has a specific time, and it won't show up at other times?

Jiang Miaomiao thought for a while and asked, "Will he broadcast live today?"

"He broadcasts live at around [-] o'clock every night. He should broadcast live today... What? Do you want to watch the live broadcast with me?" Wang Hong asked with a smile.

Jiang Miaomiao nodded, and said Li Wuluan's confession: "...His master said that something is wrong with him recently, and he hopes to find someone to help."

Wang Hong was also really surprised: "Isn't their Bodhi Temple the best at doing this? Why do they need foreign help? Is the Buddhist Pure Land also bewitched by evil spirits?"

Naturally, Jiang Miaomiao couldn't answer his question, because he had no time to cook because he had to squat for the live broadcast, so he simply ordered takeaway, then sat in front of the computer, and waited for the live broadcast with Wang Hong.

When the takeaway arrived, the live broadcast of Little Monk Miaowu also started. He called for a pizza takeaway. Wang Hong could only look at it but couldn't eat it. Meng Chongli frowned and asked, "What is this?"

"This is pizza, maybe you haven't heard of it? This is a kind of food that has been passed down from other countries..." Jiang Miaomiao knew that Meng Chongli could only perceive the conversations that took place within ten miles of mountains. I heard that someone mentioned pizza, or even if he mentioned it, he couldn't match it with the real thing, so he explained a few words.

Seeing Meng Chongli frowning, as if he was not willing to accept it, Jiang Miaomiao laughed in his heart as an old antique, and smiled and said: "I know you haven't eaten it before, but you have to try something new, just in case you eat it Afterwards, do you think it's delicious?"

Meng Chongli glanced at Jiang Miaomiao, and finally picked up a piece of pizza and ate it. His eyes suddenly lit up while eating. Although his emotions were not obvious, Jiang Miaomiao was keenly aware of his joy.

...It really is a child's preference. They like to eat foreign fast food. Jiang Miaomiao laughed secretly, while turning her attention to the computer screen. At this time, the live broadcast of the little monk had already started.

Jiang Miaomiao took a serious look at the little monk's appearance, wanting to see if there was any difference from last time, but it didn't seem to be the case. The little monk was still very fair and delicate, with red lips and white teeth, round face and eyes , looks very pleasing.

He is eating a large bowl of porridge live, which is different from ordinary eating and broadcasting. When he is eating live, he does not stop talking and chatting with the audience. Instead, he is very quiet, as if he did not notice the existence of the camera at all, as if he is not in Eating and broadcasting, but eating in ordinary.

Maybe a food broadcast who keeps talking so that the audience doesn't get bored is a qualified food broadcast, but watching the little monk eating quietly made him feel calmed down.

Jiang Miaomiao hadn't watched Little Monk's live broadcast seriously before, so there was no way to find out what was wrong in this short period of time, but seeing Wang Hong watching it with gusto, he knew that this guy who often watched Little Monk's live broadcast also Nothing was wrong.

While suppressing his doubts, he ate the pizza. The taste of the pizza was not bad, and the unique crispiness of the fried food brought him short-term relaxation and pleasure. This is probably the only advantage of foreign fast food.

After eating, he asked Meng Chongli how it tasted, thinking that if the boss likes it, he will try to introduce other delicacies to the boss next time, and then he can conquer the stomach of the boss with delicious food...to bring the relationship between the two closer , We must start by pulling the stomachs of the two people closer!

Meng Chongli said lightly: "It's not bad...but don't be lazy next time."

"Ah?" Jiang Miaomiao didn't react for a while.

Meng Chongli frowned and said: "You just don't have time to cook today, so forget it, but you don't want to be so lazy every day in the future, do you?"

Jiang Miaomiao was very surprised. He didn't expect that Meng Chongli would always choose his own cooking in front of foreign fast food. This is unscientific!It is agreed that children like to eat foreign fast food and do not like to eat home-cooked meals!

Seeing Jiang Miaomiao's surprised face, Meng Chongli frowned again: "Don't you really want to be lazy?"

Jiang Miaomiao quickly said: "No, no, I'm just a little surprised, I thought you would like to eat this kind of foreign fast food..."

"The taste is not bad," Meng Zhongli paused, "but I prefer to eat meals cooked by you."

Jiang Miaomiao was almost blushing, but he was still a little happy in his heart. Was he recognized as a culinary artist?In fact, he didn't intend to order takeout every day. After all, after buying a house, his savings returned to before liberation overnight, and he probably will live in poverty for a while.

At this moment, Wang Hong suddenly called out strangely: "Wait, there seems to be something wrong!"

Jiang Miaomiao immediately turned his attention back to the computer screen. The little monk in the live broadcast room was still engaged in eating and broadcasting. He stared at it for a while and found nothing wrong, so he asked Wang Hong suspiciously: " What's wrong?"

"I can't say it for a while, but I just feel that something is wrong..." Wang Hong also had a puzzled expression on his face, as if he just subconsciously called out this sentence just now, but he himself didn't find out what was wrong.

Just when Jiang Miaomiao was puzzled, Wang Hong suddenly pointed to the little monk on the computer screen and shouted: "I seem to know! It's the clothes that are wrong! That's right! It's the clothes that are wrong!"

Jiang Miaomiao stared at the clothes on the little monk for a while. It was a very ordinary ginger-colored wide-sleeved monk's robe: "It's nothing special, what's wrong?"

"No! I'm not saying that the clothes are wrong! No, no! It's just that the clothes are wrong! It's the collar of the clothes! Look at the collar of his clothes!" Wang Hong was very emotional, and even a little unscrupulous, "I didn't I don’t pay attention to these details, but after you told me about that incident just now, I kept staring at his whole body. Just now he left the camera for about 1 minute. Before he left the camera, his clothes were obviously left collar On the top, but after returning, it becomes the right collar on the top!"

Jiang Miaomiao was stunned for a moment. Although he had been staring at the little monk in the live broadcast room, he didn't pay attention to such details at all. It wasn't until Wang Hong reminded him that he subconsciously looked at the little monk's collar. Now it was indeed the right collar. On the top: "Are you sure the left collar was on top?"

"Of course I'm sure! Because he used to always have the left collar on top!" Although Wang Hong didn't pay special attention to this kind of detail before, he can still remember it when he thinks about it now.

Jiang Miaomiao frowned: "Did he just go to the toilet?"

The corner of Wang Hong's mouth twitched: "Do I need to take off my clothes to go to the bathroom?"

Jiang Miaomiao was just asking casually. This kind of monk clothing should be regulated, and it is impossible to wear it casually. What's more, according to Wang Hong, the young monk should only leave the camera for about 1 minute, and it is impossible to change clothes so quickly. .

He looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room. It seemed that no one had noticed this, but it was normal. The top and bottom of the collar of the clothes were too detailed. Unless someone stared at it, it would be difficult to find it. If the little monk hadn't been reminded by Wang Hong, it would have been impossible for the little monk to find out.

Wang Hong didn't feel anything wrong at first, but after pointing out that the little monk's clothes were wrong, he felt more and more wrong: "Why do I feel more and more wrong? This wonderful realization seems really weird..."

Jiang Miaomiao didn't find anything wrong. This little monk is not much different from the little monk a minute ago. Except for the left collar and the right collar, everything else is very normal. He thought that the little monk's hand holding the chopsticks There will be changes, but in fact there is no. The hand he holds the chopsticks is still the right hand, and he has not changed from right-handed to left-handed.

His personality hasn't changed either, he hasn't changed from a quietly eating anchor to a flamboyant and noisy anchor, he still has the same quiet and ordinary appearance, everything seems to be the same.

But after Wang Hong pointed out that something was wrong, these ordinary and normal appearances made people think carefully, especially since no one except them seemed to have noticed this.

Wang Hong suddenly trembled: "Why do I feel a little chilly on my back?"

Jiang Miaomiao silently reminded Wang Hong: "You are already dead, it is impossible for you to have a cold back."

Wang Hong: "..."

A second later, Wang Hong asked Jiang Miaomiao tremblingly again: "Then do you feel cold in your back?"

Jiang Miaomiao: "Yes."

Wang Hong immediately shouted: "Sure enough!"

"...But that's because you're lying on my shoulder," Jiang Miaomiao continued, "You're lying on my shoulder like a ghost, don't you know if my back is cold or not?"

Wang Hong broke down a bit: "What time is it, and you still make such a joke! This situation is really terrible now! Haven't you seen the night when the comet came?!"

Jiang Miaomiao paused, and then said honestly, "I really haven't seen it."

"That was the beginning of the night when the comet came! There is a character whose collar is open for a while and closed for a while, which means that he is him, but not him! It is him for a while, and he is him in the parallel world of the multiverse for a while!"

Jiang Miaomiao was at a loss: "Why is he him and not him? I still have flowers that are not flowers and fog that are not fog!"

Wang Hong was very excited, grabbed Jiang Miaomiao and introduced him the plot of the night when the comet came. Fortunately, Wang Hong has been an anchor for so many years, and his storytelling and oral expression skills are still good. Although Jiang Miaomiao could not understand the whole story , but I also have a general understanding of the general framework of this story. When the comet arrives, different parallel worlds merge and converge. You may get lost in other parallel worlds, meet you in parallel worlds, and meet your friends in parallel worlds... …Maybe you are not satisfied with your original world, your original friends, or even yourself in your original world, so why don’t you choose a world that you are satisfied with?Kill yourself in that world, and you can replace him and become your most satisfying self.

Jiang Miaomiao frowned: "So you want to say... the little monk was replaced by a little monk from another parallel world?"

Wang Hong was very excited: "Is this impossible? Maybe in the minute he just left the camera, he has been replaced by himself in the parallel world!"

The corner of Jiang Miaomiao's mouth twitched: "It's just that the collar is different, so you wouldn't be able to figure out so much... and his master has already found out that something is wrong with him, how could it be possible for you to see something wrong just now?" Scientific things have appeared, and it is normal for a parallel world to appear... Wait, that's wrong!The parallel world is obviously the category of science!

Wang Hong said confidently: "Maybe he has been replaced by himself in the parallel world long ago! But like I said just now, you want to be yourself in the world you are satisfied with, and you in other worlds will think so too! Because you are all alone! Maybe the one who was replaced just now is no longer the little monk from the beginning!"

Jiang Miaomiao's brain twitched, and she actually felt that what Wang Hong said was quite reasonable. The Bodhi Temple is one of the six major sects in the cultivation world. The master of the little monk Miaowu is also a powerful high-level monk. He didn't even know what happened to his disciples. what why?Why else!Of course, it's because this matter is too scientific, and this group of guys who don't even exist scientifically can't understand it!

He couldn't help but gasp, science is so unpredictable and terrifying!