Staring 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. 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 look on his face.

"My father and the others were a little agitated, so I tried my best to comfort them before they came out, and it didn't last too long."

"Are you sure it's okay?"

He blinked before paying.

"Uh... not bad."

Wen Li smiled sheepishly and pointed at herself.

"On the one hand, I tried to comfort you. On the other hand, given your behavior, they were a little worried about my reaction and even comforted me in turn."

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

"It's not that ignorant."

Wen Li smiled sweetly.

"I've caused you so much trouble. Even if I was told that, I have no position to complain."

"So it is indeed something serious, right? Can you confirm where the problem lies?"

As he spoke, this man naturally sat down in front of Fu Qian, his expression becoming serious.

"Why do you say that?"

"You are not that stingy, so you probably want to see my father's reaction to the stimulation, right? Considering that you have tested it more than once, I have a bad feeling."

"Of course it would be better if you tell me that they are really just anxiety attacks and I am overthinking them."

Wen Li spoke his opinion seriously.

It’s still easy to carry!

Fu Qian nodded and looked at Wen Li who looked serious.

To ask for help, you must have the awareness to ask for help. This sounds easy to say, but a considerable number of people do not have this awareness.

"Not yet, take this."

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

"What's this?"

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

This person adheres to the principle of not being mean-spirited very well.

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

"Abyss Notes is essentially a diary."

Before paying, I threw another pen away.

"The special thing about it is that you write down what you believe in, and if there is any discrepancy with the facts, that part of the content will automatically disappear."

"Is it so magical... Do you want me to write down my experience during this period to see if there is anything wrong?"

Wen Li undoubtedly had a good understanding and understood the key points instantly.

"This is a good idea!"

"So time is precious, you can get started."

Before paying, I briefly talked about the recording rules and pointed to my notes.

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

"OK!"

Wen Li nodded repeatedly and immediately turned to the front to find a reference sample.

But as she turned over and over, her movements slowed down visibly.

"Gulard...is that Gulard?"

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

"yes."

Fu Qian understood exactly 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 authenticity, the content on it should be the secret of the Goulard family. How did it get into your hands..."

"bought."

The explanation was quite concise before payment.

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

"Okay...ok."

Although he couldn't imagine the price that would allow the Goulard family to sell such a secret treasure, considering that he was pressed for time, Wen Li didn't ask any more questions and immediately started writing and pondering.

Soon the sound of writing could be heard in the bookstore.

"how so!"

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

A few seconds later, the disbeliever made a few more strokes, and then froze.

"What kind?"

Before paying, he put down the book in his hand and glanced at the notes.

The handwriting is quite graceful, and the content is not very extensive. At a glance, it is basically a simple description of the experience of returning home.

And it can be seen that the writing draws heavily on the previous sages and hardly introduces anyone else.

At this time, there was a blank space under the tip of the pen.

"Write it again."

Um.

After hearing what Fu Qian said, Wen Li responded and immediately lowered his head to rewrite carefully, with an expression that could be described as carefully considering every word.

[Wen Li, who has no thoughts of getting married for the time being, pretends that he already has the person he likes. 】

As the two watched, this sentence seemed to be eroded by the void, dissipating for the third time in the blink of an eye.

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

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

"Fake……"

Wen Li subconsciously muttered to himself, then realized something and his face turned red.

"I'm not...I didn't..."

"take it easy."

Ignoring Wenli's hurried excuses, he took the notes over and looked at the contents thoughtfully before paying.

"Here, I'll give you this too."

The next moment he thought about it, casually picked up something from the side and threw it towards Wen Li, whose face was flushed.

"Open it and put it on your head."

"This is... an autistic device?"

Wenli's physique, which is already at the middle level, is no longer what it used to be. He caught the things thrown by Fu Qian with both hands and looked at them.

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 once before, and put it on her head before paying one morning.

When faced with his own inquiry, this person called him an "autistic person."

"Yes, put your head in from underneath and lock it until I let you take it off."

Fu Qian nodded, confirming her memory.

"……OK."

It could be seen that Wen Li was quite confused, but she still followed Fu Qian's request and carefully put the iron cage on her head.

With a clicking sound, the head cage has been closed again.

[Sweet Dream Headband, after wearing it, you can block all gazes. 】

Looking at Wen Li, whose appearance was instantly sharp, he waited for five seconds before paying.

"How do you feel now?"

"It's a wonderful feeling, quieter than ever before."

There was obvious surprise in Wen Li's eyes, and her hand subconsciously stroked the corners of the head cage.

Wen Li could completely imagine what he looked like now, and Wen Li didn't even want to see any possible reflection in the mirror.

I didn't expect that this shape that was too ugly to look at could have such a magical effect.

This feeling of not being able to understand the emotional noise at all is a rare experience for me.

This is obviously an extraordinary item of high rank!

How come there are so many? Is this the collection of demigods?

“It’s quieter than ever, which is good.”

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

"Where's peace?"

"This... is not obvious anymore. There is no feeling of being emotionally channeled."

Wen Li frowned slightly and shook his head slightly.

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

"Of course, you want?"

The grid on the headband was neither big nor small. Wen Li easily put two fingers in and took off the earring.

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