My imagination has come true

Ji Yingying was sitting on a small stool by the door and drafting. Her model was the pair of cats and dogs raised by the owner of the farmhouse.

The cat is an ordinary raccoon cat, but the dog is tall and mighty. It doesn't look like a local dog or a wolf dog.

Both of them lay lazily at the door to bask in their bellies, and the big wolfdog licked the kitten's fur again and again, which was really cute.

Ji Yingying obviously also thought it was cute, and she was sketching it with a drawing book.

Mu Qingyun looked at it, and found that this kid did a pretty good job of drawing, with delicate strokes, not just as simple as drawing a cat or a tiger, although it is not mature and perfect, but it is also very interesting.

According to Mr. Jia's tasting method, this child's paintings are considered to have great potential and can be invested in advance.

Such a lovely girl, she has a bright future and her own ideals, she is so young, she is just about to walk out of the ivory tower, and she is full of imagination about the world.

Mu Qingyun can't deliberately let the danger happen just because she wants to expose her boyfriend's true colors.

On the second day, dark clouds covered and heavy rain poured down.

When Mu Qingyun got up from the bed, he received a call from Mr. Qiao's bodyguard, saying that the monitoring equipment of a canteen in Yang County, [-] miles to the east, had captured photos of suspected dangerous people.

It's a bit vague, but it's very similar to Liu Sinan, the fugitive murderer in Gejiazhuang who was wanted eight years ago.

Mu Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly turned on the system to take a look.

The system didn't move at all.

Mu Qingyun didn't care either, her system was different from other people's, it was completely unintelligent and rigid.

Every time she does something, whether it can increase the degree of completion or reduce the degree of completion, whether to enhance her own highlights to make people like it, or to weaken the highlights to make people annoying, all cannot be displayed in time until the completion of the script reaches a certain level stage, she can see the feedback.

Sometimes Mu Qingyun really hopes that her system will be a little subjective.

For example, in the previous script, when she was about to carry out the task of banning at the end, she specially used a 'wish incense'.

She lit the incense, and spoke to everyone in front of the monument of meritorious deeds in the imperial capital, telling everyone that soon, the people of the Ming Kingdom will be able to enter a new world, and the impossible disasters will be far away from the world, just as His Royal Highness said, Since then, the way of heaven is normal.

There must be a lot of people who, with their hearts, believed every word she said.

Her authority has been established in every minute, every second, and every struggle in ten years.

Ten years, never wrong.

People say that only a saint can do it.

Although this is not wrong, it's just that the general direction is good, and on the way to the goal, countless victims will always pave the way.

Just like that sentence, the future is bright, but the road is tortuous.

But she felt that her wish was successful, but before she entered the restricted area, the broken system seemed to be dead, it just didn't give her any feedback, it was so frightening.

"Huh, it's over, let's call it a day."

The earphones heard a call from the bodyguard of Qiao's family and they called the police. The police acted vigorously, and within 10 minutes, the suspect who had fled for eight years was successfully arrested.

Mu Qingyun stretched lazily, and then glanced at Ji Yingying who was drawing and whispering to her boyfriend.

"Well."

This is very unpleasant.

Back then, when she met someone she was unhappy with, she would draw her sword directly and fight first.

This is all learned from the seniors in the martial arts gym.

Anyway, most of the people she would feel displeased with were warriors. Of course, there were also some ordinary people who were annoying, so it was not easy to beat them up simply and rudely, and had to use a more 'gentle' way to teach them how to behave.

My senior sister, Chen Yi, is a good player. She met a family in the village before, who gave birth to a daughter and threw it by the river, and gave birth to a boy before raising it.

Chen Yi was angry in her heart, and directly grabbed a young disciple of the Tang Sect who was good at illusion, and asked the disciple of the Tang Sect to use illusion, and let the man who threw his daughter be a child for nine generations in the illusion, living in a patriarchal family every time, Three of them were thrown into the urinal and drowned immediately after birth.

After the illusion ended, the man cried loudly, and changed his temper immediately after that.

Even so, Chen Yi was still unhappy.

"Why does he change his wife, and the family members call him Amitabha Buddha, and every prodigal son will turn his back for money."

"Why, just because he changed his mind, the crimes he committed before don't count. Besides, I don't think he can really get rid of his old problems completely. Maybe when the scar will heal, he will be confused again."

Mu Qingyun thought at the time, if this is the case, then his scars will never heal.

Although the villager didn't fall back into his old problems in the end, he was quite shrewd, guessing that there was something tricky in it, and went to the supervisor to file a complaint.

I don't know who gave him the idea.

The young disciple of the Tang family was punished for copying the Tang family's rules fifty times.

At that time, when the man saw that the supervisor had given him such a light punishment, his face turned pale with fright.

The little disciple of the Tang family frightened him seriously: "I call it courageous, we Jianghu people naturally have the right to help each other when we see injustice, although there are suspicions of excessive means, but where is the punishment? .”

"The Tang family doesn't have many rules. I'm not afraid of copying them. At worst, I'll practice calligraphy in the future. I'm willing to copy them seven or eight hundred times for you. You are welcome to file a complaint next time."

That man: "..."

Well, since then, he never dared to have children.

Mu Qingyun: This seems to be a bit of a suspicion of overkill, forget it, it doesn't matter.

After a rain, the mountains and forests are as fresh as small green shoots emerging from the rice fields.

Ji Yingying especially likes the night in the mountains, the moon is full of stars and the stars are sparse, the moon in the blue lake and the moon in the sky complement each other, and the small fish in the lake swing their tails leisurely, which is quite pitiful and cute.

Supporting the drawing board with only a small oil lamp by her side, Ji Yingying painted to her heart's content. After drawing for a long time, she finally had a very satisfactory draft. Looking at the sky, it was late at night, so she hurriedly packed her painting tools and got up.

When she turned around, she saw her boyfriend slumped on the reclining chair, with a mobile phone in his hand, with a weird smile on his face, wondering what he was thinking about, so he shouted a few times, and the two hurried back.

After walking not far, Li Zhitong saw the grass swaying on the side of the road, his eyes lit up, and he turned around to cut the grass.

Ji Yingying was helpless: "I said Li Zhitong, walk at night at night, don't be surprised and run around, let's go."

Before the words fell, Li Zhitong screamed: "Ah!"

Ji Yingying was taken aback, and quickly turned on her phone to take a photo.

I saw a person squatting in the grass, his head was in a mess, his face couldn't be seen clearly, he was curled up in a ball, he didn't know what he was doing with his head down.

Ji Yingying was startled, and hurriedly said, "Li Zhitong, let's go."

Li Zhitong came back to his senses, but turned into anger from embarrassment, and said, "This kind of garbage really exists everywhere, polluting the environment, polluting the air, what the hell."