Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

"Actually not, your so-called longing for the ancient times is just a kind of escapism. If I guess correctly, you are living in a very unsatisfactory life in modern society. Your studies and work are not going well, and your family doesn't care about you. That is, you can't live in modern society. Society honors your value, and you satisfy your inner desire and vanity through history books and time travel novels. You feel that after reading history books, you know the direction of history, so that you can realize your ambitions and aspirations when you go back to ancient times. To put it bluntly, what you rely on It’s just that you know the direction of history in advance. You think this is your golden finger, but you are completely wrong. Your evasive mentality will only fail no matter which dynasty you put in.”

Zhou Yi staggered back and looked at Yun Qi in shock.

It seemed to be condemning her, a little girl, why did she say such cold and heartless words?
"Impossible, as long as I go back to ancient times, I know who will be the emperor, I know the development of history, I will definitely make the right choice, and I will definitely achieve great things. Haven't you heard, Liu Xiu, the son of destiny, everyone said he It's time travelling, this is..."

"You are really insane. You are crazy after reading Shuangwen. You really think that everyone in ancient times has golden fingers. What a coward!" Yun Qiuce couldn't help scolding.

After being scolded by him like this, Zhou Yi calmed down and lowered his head to look at himself in disbelief.

Yes, he is a coward.

He doesn't like history that much, and he doesn't yearn for ancient times that much, but...

It's just that life is unsatisfactory, and he wants to escape from reality.

He thought that his dissatisfaction was the fault of the times and reality, and that as long as the environment was changed, he would be able to succeed.

In fact, he didn't have enough confidence in his heart, he just wanted to escape from reality.

Finally realizing this, Zhou Yi knelt down in pain and patted his chest, "That's right, I'm useless, I'm incompetent, I dare not face my failure."

Seeing him like this, Lu Zhao, Wang Ye, and Li Qiao all burst into tears, and began to seriously reflect on what they did before.

Any time travel is just self-deception.

Yun Qiuce sighed and took out his cell phone to call the police.

Suddenly he paused again, "Xiao Qi, Zhu Hong was killed by manipulating a ghost, what should we do if we call the police?"

"Leave it to Bureau 49, Bureau Hu knows how to deal with this situation. Although he is an ordinary person, he has to pay a price for manipulating ghosts to kill people."

Seeing Yun Qiuce calling the police, Zhou Yi cried bitterly and fell to the ground.

His life has finally come to an irreversible step.

Waiting for the 49th inning to take Zhou Yi away.

Yun Qi took Marshal E into the painting, and the group returned to her residence.

Lu Zhao, Wang Ye and Li Qiao were still in shock.

Yun Qiuce kindly poured hot water for the three of them, then put it in front of them unceremoniously, and asked:
"Do you still want to time travel in the future?"

"Don't dare, don't dare." Lu Zhao quickly waved his hand, "Tomorrow I will look for a job, and live a good life in the future, and I don't want to go back to ancient times."

Yun Qi blinked her eyeballs, looking at Lu Zhao's state, she was just shocked by the scene just now, as for what she will think in the future, it's hard to say.

So she beckoned to Yun Qiuce, Yun Qiuce bent down, Yun Qi leaned into his ear and whispered:...

"These people have been obsessed with it for such a long time. It is possible that their scars will heal and they will forget the pain. Therefore, we must let them completely give up on time travel and have a clearer understanding of ancient times."

Yun Qiuce nodded, "You're right, but what are we going to do? Are we really taking them around the ancient times?"

In fact, he also wants to know whether the space-time tunnel really exists, and whether modern people can really go back to ancient times.

"I have an idea." Yun Qi blinked slyly, thinking of a funny thing.

She summoned the mountain ghost, "Just now you said you would take them to play in the painting for a day, did you keep your word?"

"Of course, the premise is to give money."

Yun Qi nodded and looked at Lu Zhao, "I can let you experience life in ancient times for a day. If you still want to time travel after the day is over, maybe I can satisfy you. But you need to pay for a day trip to ancient times. Do you have money?"

The three of them took a look, although they wanted to express that they were no longer obsessed with traveling through ancient times.

But the opportunity is in front of them, and they have been pursuing the ancient journey for a long time, and now they are a bit reluctant to let them give up.

Seeing the remaining desire in their eyes, Yun Qi snorted contemptuously, "I knew it wouldn't be so easy for you to give up. Pay the money?"

Lu Zhao had no money, Wang Ye said: "For the sake of saving my life, I will pay for your money."

Early the next morning, the mountain ghost transformed into the image of a beautiful woman to pick up the three of them.

A painting appeared in mid-air and unfolded slowly.

Lu Zhao and the others were still shocked, "This is the space-time tunnel? Could it be possible to go back to ancient times through this painting?"

There was a lot of doubt in his eyes, and he obviously felt that this matter was not reliable.

Before Yun Qi could say a word, Shan Gui said, "Please, this is a thousand-year-old painting, a thousand-year-old painting! You know what a thousand-year concept is, and it has been passed down for 1000 years. The fake ancient life is completely different from any film and television city."

When the mountain ghost said so, Lu Zhao and the others paid the money dubiously.

The mountain ghost accepted the money with satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, the painting was enlarged, showing the small town and city at the foot of the mountain.

Originally, these places only occupied a small corner of the painting, and it was difficult to find even without a magnifying glass.

But once the painting is enlarged, every corner comes alive.

The long street in the small town is wide, there are many restaurants, and there are officers and soldiers stationed on the city wall, just like a picture of the life of the ancients.

Lu Zhao and the others were delighted to see it.

The mountain ghost waved again, and Lu Zhao and the others disappeared in place and appeared on the ancient painting.

Then the ancient painting rolled up and disappeared in midair.

The room suddenly became empty.

Yun Qiuce smiled, "Xiao Qi, do you think they will really like ancient life?"

Yun Qi shook her head, "Uncle, don't you know there is an idiom called Ye Gong is a good dragon."

Yun Qiuce stretched out his hand and scratched Yun Qi's nose in a funny way, "Our little Qi is still smarter."

At three or four in the afternoon, the ancient painting suddenly appeared in the room, shining brightly.

Yun Qi waved her hand and opened the ancient painting.

Lu Zhao inside was in a state of desperation. When he saw Yun Qi, he looked like a drowning man catching driftwood, and shouted loudly: "Little master, please let us out. I really can't stay here any longer. I want to go home. Here we are." I thought completely differently."

Yun Qi's eyes sparkled, "Huh? Didn't you say a day trip? Besides, you have longed for the ancient life for so long, how can you give up?"

Before Lu Zhao could say anything, Li Qiao ran to his side, wearing an ancient women's dress, and seeing Yun Qi was also full of joy: "Little master, please let me out, I can't stay here for a minute." Go down. Mosquitoes and flies everywhere, no bug spray, no repellent spray, I was bitten badly, and a lot of other little bugs that I don't even recognize. And the toilet here... um, no Having said that, I'm really not used to it, in order not to go to the toilet, I haven't drank water for half a day."

"Bah." Wang Ye came over and added, "There's too little to eat, there's no electricity, no running water, I haven't played with my phone for half a day, and my hands feel itchy, and the food here isn't that delicious, what potato chips? , ice cream, not even chili peppers! What’s the use of a beautiful view, I want to go back!”

With her little hands behind her back, Yun Qi snorted coldly, "That's not okay, it's a day, and it won't work even if it's less than a minute. Just stay inside, and I'll let you out at twelve o'clock." .”

After finishing speaking, he mercilessly rolled up the painting, and the wailing of Lu Zhao and the three came from the painting.