Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

"Sorry, I can only come out for a little while."

In the bookstore, Fu Qian was sitting on a rocking chair, and after reading gossip literature for a while, Wen Li's voice sounded in front of him.

When Fu Qian raised his head, this man was looking over with an apologetic face.

"Father and the others were a little emotional. I tried to calm them down before coming out, and it didn't take too long."

"Are you sure there is no problem?"

Blink before paying.

"Uh...not bad."

Wen Li smiled a little embarrassedly, and pointed at herself.

"On the one hand, I try to appease, on the other hand, in view of your behavior, they are a little worried about my reaction, and even comfort me in turn."

"It's human nature. After all, in their opinion, you should be furious now and vow to repay this shame and humiliation, such as having my shop ordered."

"It's not so ignorant."

Wen Li smiled sweetly.

"It has caused you so much trouble, even if you are really told that, you have no position to complain."

"So it's really serious, isn't it? Can you confirm where the problem is?"

While speaking, this man naturally sat down in front of Fuqian, his expression became serious.

"Why do you say that?"

"You're not such a stingy person, so you probably want to see their father's reaction to the stimulus, right? Considering that you have tried more than once, I have a bad feeling."

"Of course it would be better if you told me that they were really just anxiety attacks and I was thinking too much."

Wen Li expressed her views in a serious manner.

It's still very clear!
Fu Qian nodded and looked at Wen Li with a serious face.

To ask for help requires the awareness of asking for help. It sounds easy to say, but quite a few people don't have this awareness.

"Not yet, take this."

The next moment, Fu Qian threw the secret treasure of the Gullard family in his hand.

"what is this?"

Wen Li carefully looked at the notes in front of her, and was not in a hurry to touch them.

The principle of not being cheap is very good.

Fu Qian was not surprised by this. After dealing with her during this period of time, he knew that Miss Wen had always been cautious.

"Abyss Notebook is essentially a diary."

Before paying, I dropped a pen casually.

"What's special about it is that you write down what you believe, and if there is something inconsistent with the facts, that part of the content will disappear automatically."

"Is it so amazing... Do you want me to write down my experience during this time to see what's wrong?"

Wen Li's understanding is undoubtedly good, and she instantly understood the point.

"That's a good idea!"

"So time is precious and you can start."

Fu Qian roughly talked about the recording rules and then pointed to the notes.

"If you are still not sure, you can refer to the previous writing skills."

"Ok!"

Wen Li nodded again and again, and immediately turned to the front to find a reference model essay.

But turning and turning, her movements slowed down visibly to the naked eye.

"Gulard... is that Gulard?"

The next moment this person raised his head and looked at Fu Qian with incredible eyes.

"Yes."

Fu Qian understood what she was referring to.

"This note... should be a very precious extraordinary item, right?"

Wen Li obviously thought of something.

"Even if it doesn't have the effect of identifying the authenticity, the content on it should be the untold secret of the Gullard family. How did it get into your hands..."

"bought."

The explanation before paying is quite concise.

"Anyway, it's in the bookstore's inventory now, so you can write whatever you want."

"Okay... okay."

Although he couldn't imagine what price would allow the Gulard family to sell such a secret treasure, but considering that he was short on time, Wen Li didn't ask any more questions, and immediately began to think about it.

Soon the sound of brushing and writing sounded in the bookstore.

"how so!"

However, within a few minutes, Wen Li was stunned holding the pen in his hand.

A few seconds later, the unbeliever brushed a few more strokes, and then froze.

"How?"

Fu Qian put down the idle book in his hand and glanced at the notes.

The handwriting is quite beautiful, and the content is not too much. At a glance, it basically describes the experience of returning home.

And it can be seen that the writing borrows from the previous sages, and hardly introduces others.

But at this moment, under the pen tip, there is a blank space.

"Write it again."

Ok.

Hearing Fu Qian's words, Wen Li responded, and immediately lowered her head to rewrite seriously, with an air of careful consideration of every word.

[Wen Li, who has no idea of ​​marriage for the time being, pretends that she already has someone she likes. 】

But under the gaze of the two, this sentence seemed to be eroded by the void, and it disappeared for the third time in the blink of an eye.

"No problem, it means that this sentence is false."

In Wen Li's inquiring eyes, Fu Qian nodded and made a positive interpretation of the phenomenon.

"fake……"

Wen Li subconsciously talked to herself, and then realized something, her face turned red.

"I'm not... I'm not..."

"take it easy."

Ignoring Wen Li's excuses in a hurry, Fu Qian took the note over and looked at the content on it thoughtfully.

"Here, this is for you too."

The next moment he thought about it, he casually picked up another thing from the side, and threw it at the flushed Wen Li.

"Open it and put it on your head."

"This is... an autistic device?"

Wenli's physique is no longer what it used to be in the middle class, and he looked at the things thrown by Fu Qian while catching them with both hands.

It was a huge hexagonal iron cage, more than half a meter high, and it was surprisingly heavy in the hand.

She had seen this thing before, and she put it on her head one morning before paying.

In the face of his own inquiry, this person called it an "autistic device".

"Yeah, put your head under it and lock it until I let you take it off."

Fu Qian nodded, affirming her memory.

"……OK."

It could be seen that Wen Li was quite confused, but according to Fu Qian's request, he carefully put the iron cage on his head.

With a click, the head cage has been closed again.

[Sweet dream headgear, after wearing it, it can block all gazes. 】

Seeing Wen Li's sharp appearance, Fu Qian waited for five seconds.

"How do you feel now?"

"It's a wonderful feeling, unprecedented quietness."

With obvious surprise in Wen Li's eyes, he stroked the corners of the head cage subconsciously.

Fully able to think about what she looks like now, Wen Li doesn't even want to see any possible reflections in the mirror.

Unexpectedly, this shape, which is too ugly to look directly at, has such a magical effect.

This kind of feeling that I can't feel the emotional noise at all is a rare experience for me.

This is obviously an extraordinary item with a high rank!
How come there are so many?Is this the demigod's collection?
"Unprecedented quiet, very good."

Fu Qian nodded and pointed to Wen Li's ear.

"What about peace?"

"This... is not obvious, there is no feeling of being channeled."

Wen Li frowned slightly and shook her head slightly.

"Can you take off the earrings and show me?"

"Of course, you want to?"

The grille on the headband was neither too big nor too small, and Wen Li easily reached in with two fingers and took off the earring.

"I'll do a magic trick for you."