Ye Shangxian, eat well and drink well! [Mountains and rivers x food language]

The mountain is very deep, and there are almost no people in the temple. This is the area where pilgrims live, and there is no one else in Ye Baiyi's eyesight, so he naturally plays hooligans.

Xiaoyi is angry and funny, he is not hungry, he is idle.

Xiao Yi tugged at his big white sleeve, it looked like a pole that prohibited access, she lifted one, and wanted to slip through it, but Ye Baiyi tripped her with his foot.

Ye Baiyi made trippers just like teasing a cat, and Xiao Yi was caught off guard and fell on him.

Grabbing his front with both hands, the collar was wrinkled, it was entirely out of conditioned reflex.

A cat skids on the wall.

Moment of panic.

Ye Baiyi was satisfied with the effect, he lowered his head and laughed: "What is that pile of things on the ground? You got it back and didn't pick it up, it was all soaked in water." He stopped robbing the road, and pointed with one finger at the messy rice paper on the ground. Something stuck outside the eaves, still drizzling.

"That is a map of Sichuan and Sichuan, and there are some records about Fengdu. I made a few rubbings." Xiaoyi let go of her hand, and Ye Baiyi kissed her on the forehead, making a "pop" sound.

Wet, it is a leopard sticker.

Xiaoyi: "..."

Xiaoyi feels that Ye Baiyi's IQ is very unstable. When interacting with him, he sometimes respects the elderly and sometimes loves the young.

The madam was lost and found again, Ye Baiyi casually straightened his neckline, feeling much more relaxed.

He bent down to pack the umbrella for her: "Is it raining a lot outside? Have you been running outside all morning?"

"I basically didn't get caught in the rain. I just walked around the yard to find out the way." Xiao Yi also squatted down and began to pick up those pieces of paper, walking all the way squatting and crossing the threshold to pick up the papers.

With a clatter, Ye Baiyi moved smoothly to open the umbrella, stepped over and squatted down beside her.

He supported his knees with one hand, and the umbrella leaned towards her intimately: "Then did you find anything?"

"One piece of good news and one piece of bad news." Xiao Yi glanced at him before speaking carefully.

"Listen to the good news first." Ye Baiyi said indifferently.

Anyway, as long as Xiao Yi is around, there will be no bad news to speak of. Ye Baiyi thinks what he wants is simple.

Xiao Yi picked up the pieces of paper, shook one of them and let it air open: "This is the map of the prefectures and counties of Sichuan and Shu. Although we are a little far away from Longyuan Pavilion, hundreds of miles to the east, the place under our feet The mountain is Pingdu Mountain, which is within the boundaries of Fengdu County." Pingdu Mountain is actually a blessed place, probably because it is relatively close to the Nether Division, so the surrounding spiritual power is relatively abundant, and Ye Baiyi will save some energy when forming alchemy nearby.

The reason why the dragon's back landed near here is probably because of an instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. It really wants to survive and needs some nutrients urgently, and only this land in central Sichuan has more spiritual energy.

"Climb over this mountain, enter the county town from the foot of the mountain, and you will be able to reach the gate of hell that night." Xiaoyi thought this was good news, and they could travel to the underworld on the same day.

Thinking about it carefully, the Nether Division and Kong Sang's world line is connected, and she rounded up to take Ye Baiyi back to her hometown.

Go to the happy hometown and start now.

"..."

Xiao Yi's words were creepy, and Ye Baiyi felt a little uncomfortable as a mere human being.

Ye Baiyi raised his chin: "Then what about the bad news?"

"...The weather in this area is not very good, and it is rarely sunny. This rain may last for three or four days." Xiaoyi said.

Ye Baiyi was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't get it, what's wrong with it: "What's wrong with the rain?"

Xiao Yi: "...we need mud shells, but it may be inconvenient to paint when it rains."

Ye Baiyi: "..."

Almost forgot, they are going to come to the ghost world as mud monsters.

Ye Baiyi has no position to refute this matter, but it is one thing to talk about it on paper, and another thing to actually operate it.

And according to Xiao Yi's wishes, they could reach Fengdu on the same day.

In other words, within 24 hours, he will be covered with mud.

Ye Baiyi: "..."

After a night, Ye Baiyi suddenly faced this matter, feeling very magical, and couldn't accept it for a while.

"I found a suitable source of mud. There are river floodplains in Feng, and I also got a brush for painting walls. But in rainy days, there is no sun, and the mud may dry slowly when applied to the body." Xiaoyi is still struggling Technical problem, this mud is very critical. The two of them sneaked into the ghost world illegally, and they had to smear mud as thick as a punch at least to isolate the soul and yang energy.

"And I guess you have to wear a mask or something."

Filter the breath from the nose and mouth, preferably with a cloth soaked in plant pulp.

Use the spiritual energy from the vegetation to wrap the yang energy from the human body to confuse the audiovisual.

Some plants can eat people. After they transform into spirits, a little human yang energy will emerge from their mouths, which is the undigested part.

Make this clear to the ghost guards at the gate, they are well-informed and don't care about such things.

To muddle through is the need to do everything.

Xiaoyi looked at Ye Baiyi, thought for a while, and her eyes showed a vague reluctance.

She reached out to stroke Ye Baiyi's long hair at the temples, her movements were very gentle.

Ye Baiyi: "?"

Her movements were a bit magical, and Ye Baiyi subconsciously touched his own hair. Emotions are contagious.

Looking at Ye Baiyi's handsome hairstyle, Xiao Yi felt even more reluctant: "Senior Ye, we may need to get a headgear for each of us."

"..."

"Hood?!!!!!!!!!"

Ye Baiyi looked at her in shock, "You mean..."

Parents whose body, hair and skin are affected, Ye Baiyi loves his hair very much, and he has to tie it well every morning.

According to Xiaoyi, this part also needs to be remodeled, and there is no escape.

It was too expensive to go to the ghost world, Ye Baiyi was speechless for a long time, stretched out his hand and brushed his hair silently, his expression was a little stiff.

Xiao Yi also felt sorry, she only considered some details carefully when the matter came to an end.

At that time, I thought of smearing mud, but I didn't think about how to touch the whole body during the actual operation, and how to wash it clean afterwards.

"The headgear is to find a bag, stuff the hair in it, and then tie it tightly so that no hair will leak out."

Xiaoyi explained, "In this way, you don't have to apply the mud directly into your hair, and it can be cushioned by a layer of fabric, otherwise your head may never be washed clean."

"..."

Ye Baiyi: "..." What she said made sense.

Xiao Yi tidied up the pieces of paper, marked a few maps on one of the maps, and handed it to Ye Baiyi.

"Actually, the most ideal state is to get a protective clothing that is close to the body, and use some kind of elastic and waterproof material to cover every inch of skin." Xiaoyi looked at Ye Baiyi and felt a little embarrassed, "But we don't have any at hand now." I don't have enough money, and I don't have enough time, so I shouldn't be able to sew this." And she didn't really want to see Ye Baiyi wear that kind of thing.

"All in all, this suit of clothes on us is destined to bear the mud... Whether it can be washed after that may depend on good fortune."

Ye Baiyi looked at her out of his body: "..." His brows were a little wrinkled.

Xiaoyi patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, everything will pass."

Her voice was very gentle, just like the nurse's tone before giving the patient a buttock needle.

And once it is known that it is a 40m large needle.

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Ye Baiyi and Xiaoyi went down the mountain to Fengdu, planning to go on a day trip to the underworld.

But at this moment, their good teammate Wen Kexing lost contact with the main force.

Zhou Zishu couldn't fight for a long time, Zhang Chengling was covered in blood, and Long Xiao couldn't move.

Two of the four major assassins were lost by their PK. Qiao Luohan and Meiqu Qin Song were temporarily unable to fight, and they each implemented first aid measures for themselves.

The poisonous Bodhisattva and the golden-haired Jiang monster were still at full health, and they chased and killed the three people all night, trying to capture Long Xiao.

And Zhang Chengling carried Zhou Zishu in one hand and Long Xiao in the other, where he was floating in Jiugongbu.

Zhang Chengling's injuries looked serious, but in fact they were relatively minor. They were all traumatic injuries that did not affect the foundation. The only problem was that they were very painful.

The nerve endings in the skin are very developed, and even a slight incision will be painful and itchy to distract attention, and he is still a minor, so he is more sensitive to pain, unlike adults and old people who have rough skin and thick flesh.

Zhang Chengling really wanted to have a quick fight, so he rushed up to fight those two people. Without Meiqu Qinsong, he probably wouldn't lose.

But he can't be impulsive, because he has to ensure that Long Xiao is not taken away.

And Zhou Zishu really needs to rest, his seven orifices and three autumn nails might have an attack at any time, and Ye Baiyi is not around, no one will deal with it for him.

Carrying two big living people on his back and fleeing all the way, Zhang Chengling was actually very tired, but also very excited.

I have to find a suitable place for Master to rest, and then wait for Uncle Wen to come and meet.

Finally, I am no longer a useless existence.

"...Pavilion Master Long Shao." A voice suddenly came from the side of his shoulder.

Although Zhou Zishu's tone was a little weak, these four words actually had a sense of calm and prestige, just like the class teacher calling names.

"Master, you...you're not sleeping!?" Zhang Chengling was actually taken aback. Zhou Zishu closed his eyes and rested quietly all the way. Being carried by him, he suddenly spoke.

Zhou Zishu didn't answer Zhang Chengling's words. He tried his best to save energy and didn't want his body to malfunction when Ye Baiyi was not present.

He played for Wen Kexing for a while before, but was ordered to leave for some reason.

I don't know if Ye Baiyi will be able to find them after he returns...or find his luggage.

It feels like both hopes are slim.

Long Xiao also stayed up all the time. He was in a panic all the way. After being smoked by the poisonous smoke, he was woken up by an unpleasant whistle. His dantian was horrific. Old wounds were not healed and new ones were added.

Hearing Zhou Zishu call him, he opened his eyes tiredly: "We are now grasshoppers on the same line..." His tone was dry, with a threatening sense of yin and yang.

Even at the current situation, when there are only three people left in the team, Long Xiao is still the one who is closest to emptying the blood tank.

He is always at the bottom of the food chain and can only be slaughtered by others, so his mentality is very abnormal.

I have no confidence.

In case these two people suddenly change their minds and throw him to the Four Great Assassins, then he will become a medicine man with no future.

Zhou Zishu didn't have any feelings about Long Xiao's threat like a paper tiger. He only cared about one thing now: "Pavilion Master Long Shao, do you know the organs around here? Is there any suitable place around Longyuan Pavilion where we can take a rest for a while?" , not to be disturbed by the poisonous scorpion?" The two assassins do not know where they are dormant, they are like shadows, and they may rush up to fight them at any time.

"Rest? There are only traps around Longyuan Pavilion..." Long Xiao said contemptuously.

Longyuan Pavilion is like a castle, how can it provide recovery points for invading enemies, the closer it is, the more murderous it is.

Zhou Zishu ignored him, quietly waiting for him to speak.

There was an embarrassing silence, Long Xiao found that no one bought his account.

All his threats and provocations were in vain, like fighting a windmill alone.

Long Xiao: "...Well then, go straight west for ten miles, and there will be a tree array."

...It is almost impossible to set foot in that place, and the ground is full of organs.

But they can climb trees and build a nest to roost in.

The author has something to say:

Long Xiao: Forging the Olympic Bird's Nest for the Empty Nest Children.

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Let me tell you something, although the author put a seal on his mouth yesterday and the day before yesterday, the brain from the abyss is still reversing every day, the crazy logic is self-consistent, it seems to be its radio gymnastics, I can't control it.

…I came to a terrible conclusion today with self-consistent logic. I feel the need to share it. Even if I lose my collection, I will accept it, otherwise I will be sorry for my medical ethics.

Please remember this:

Ye Baiyi is a specialty of Two-dimensional.

Ye Baiyi is a specialty of Two-dimensional.

Ye Baiyi is a specialty of Two-dimensional.

...especially this one I penned.

I will say important things three times, please remember them, remember them.

Don't try to find traces of this kind of person (Ye Baiyi) in the three dimensions, otherwise there will be big problems.

I am afraid that my article will mislead everyone to really believe in certain miracles. Please remember that this article belongs to the one-in-a-million feeling. The things in it must be reasonable and laboratory-level The standard simulation effect, quality assurance, but it is definitely impossible to map in three dimensions.

It is not to say that there is no possibility of one in ten million to give birth to this kind of Ye Baiyi, but there is not enough time, and the aging degree of appearance will not match, unless he can at least double the logical self-consistent process and double the speed of catalysis. Everything, the brain is 200% more powerful than my abyssal brain, surpassing Einstein.

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Why do I think of this matter, because when I assembled and disassembled this Ye Baiyi, I actually referred to some simulation bodies.I have seen this kind of people with very similar phenotypes, observed a lot, I thought that was my kind, but the results were not what I thought, I couldn’t figure it out, and now I am building an airplane by myself, thinking about some things , finally found the answer.

In addition to the initial dual quotient and physical fitness, the growth environment will largely shape a person.We all know that Ye Baiyi started with Rong Changqing as a two-person world. On the surface, they are called brothers, but in their hearts, they are stars and universes.Then Rong Changqing slashed and destroyed most of Ye Baiyi's life by himself. Starting from the "Liuhe Xinfa", then to the family of three nails in Changming Mountain, and then to the Guigu Shanhe Order, Ye Baiyi was arranged so clearly that he could not resist. Only numb to endure.But he is not a numb person, his heart is always boiling hot.We can see the way a person views the world from the way he fights. Ye Baiyi's sword intent is surging, full of emotion and explosive power. (Even when he took out his white sword to observe, the way and feeling were not like the way a person who "has nothing to ask for in the world" controls a sword.) And then all the nail-biters got out, He lost all the existences that he had high hopes for, but he couldn't end his life. He had to wait for the day when the Shanhe Order came, and then the Shanhe Order came.

So we have a complex being who has no interest in dealing with people, is not good at dealing with people, but is eager to help others and integrate into the world, and also wants to find a place to use it.

And pay attention, Ye Baiyi is very confident, he is not inferior, he does not need anyone to confirm him.But he ignores people.

As long as he doesn't fall in love and doesn't touch the issue of three-year longevity, he won't have any reason to feel inferior, and he won't actually be in an awkward state.

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In modern society, especially in the background of exam-oriented education, it is very difficult to breed Ye Baiyi, and the people he sees are basically fakes.I feel like I'm obligated to take a shot here because that's really confusing, the phenotype in the top 50% should be exactly the same, the perfect reference, but the genotype is completely different.

If you see such a person, don't take it seriously, that person probably won't be Ye Baiyi, but probably a product of Guigu.

Because the impact of Rong Changqing is really too difficult to imitate, love + seal + pua + can't resist due to complicated reasons + companionship since childhood.

The best analog of this thing is actually a strong mother in a single parent family.

This……

Missing a tiny bit is a thousand miles away.

For this kind of person, "Rong Changqing" has never left, and is a ghost who has followed most of his life. The deformed family situation is like a bottomless pit, which will continuously drain a person's passion for living, and a man's life. Confidence and self-esteem.This Rong Changqing is the first rogue plug-in that a mere girlfriend can't dismantle. It will continue to hit everyone hard, and then gradually extinguish the fire in a man's heart, and castrate him into an omega—if he doesn't have enough dual quotients, he will develop again Say something.

And usually not enough.

No man can face a crazy mother without giving in.

If you don't give in, you are not a man, and if you give in for a long time, you will be domesticated into a male omega.

In the case of exam-oriented education, there are quite a lot of such operations in the high-smart families of the elite echelon.

It is actually solvable.

It has one requirement: to have an extremely random brain that is retrograde, experience and common sense, chaotic and not evil, and an indestructible and indomitable heart that faces the sun.

There is another hidden requirement: it is best not to have sex at all.

Some people will doubt that they are worthy of picking it up, but those without it will understand everything and develop phantom limbs to fight against it.

...... The way of heaven is to make up for what is lacking.

That's all I can say.

My logical and self-consistent conclusion is here. In this opening situation, a boy with a high IQ and an overly strong mother, this kind of situation will make a man never gain self-confidence, and lose energy from the very beginning. The energy is controlled by fools. mother's hand.

Fortunately, Rong Changqing's effect on Ye Baiyi is not exactly the same as a strong mother's effect on a son, because Rong Changqing is an alpha male, and they are peers, he did implement a protracted invisibility on Ye Baiyi Regulations and avoidance of unavoidable deprivation and blows, but what he deprives is not his dignity and self-confidence as a man, but something else, such as his emotional expectations and judgment of his own personal value.

Ye Baiyi went through this process, but was not castrated, precisely because he was a fucking Plato, and the opposite was a man, and Ye Baiyi was suspected to be right in this relationship.

But if the offense is reversed, or in other situations, Ye Baiyi may no longer be what we see.

The extremes of things will be reversed, and the extremes will come...the magical nature.

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The biggest difference between the kind of person I'm talking about and Ye Baiyi is that Ye Baiyi can turn into an airplane, because he was originally in that shape, and he can generate energy from solar energy.

He can live well alone, no matter how painful it is, he will not suck blood, but will choose bloodletting.

He thinks that the world needs him, he is looking for his place, he is actually actively integrating, although his own brain does not cooperate, some memories are always replaying magically.

I saw that when he was drowned and knew the end, he did not give up struggling, nor did he give up creating hope for himself.

I have only the option of breaking the can and breaking the can, and I am still thinking about helping others.The wax torch turns into ashes and tears dry.

And he was wearing white clothes, clean clothes, good figure, and good martial arts.These are all taken care of by himself.

He has some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, making excellence a habit, so he didn't choose to grow randomly.

All of these make me sure that he is not a sweater, but an airplane, and he is not an omega, but an Enigma.top of the food chain.

... Although I don't know why he was made like this by this jb world, but I know that as long as he is given a lever, he can move the earth.

A pot of soup is placed here, and he will eventually run up and reach out, eat it by himself, and then run away with the pot on his shoulders.

Instead of putting on a look of "will you really give me this soup, please prove it to me, how do I know it's for me if you don't feed me, ah, don't embarrass me" and wait for me to feed him.

By accident, Ye Baiyi was not tamed by something, so he is Ye Baiyi.

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But why does this three-dimensional counterfeit imitate so much that people can't tell the difference between a sweater and an airplane?

Because the energy of love will give this counterfeit an external power bank, and the rest will be the same after he is powered on.The only problem is that he doesn't save energy.

Counterfeit goods have no self-confidence and no interest in generating electricity for love and caring for the whole world, but once they are powered on, they can temporarily take off.

He will gain self-confidence and love for the world from it, and then bring his original inferiority and autism, as well as the mysterious random effect brought by super high IQ, to form a passionate contradiction.

As for Ye Baiyi, we stimulated him with an external power supply and took him for a walk. After he opened his mind, he started to generate electricity by himself and became the world's strongest perpetual motion machine. After all, his SSS-level mental power is invincible in the world.But please note that during the period when he was connected to the external power supply, what he gained was low self-esteem, because of the setting of a three-year lifespan.What he originally had was self-confidence and autism, as well as a blind box with a super high IQ. With this low self-esteem, he just got the phenotype of a counterfeit.It can be said to be completely consistent, almost indistinguishable.

So I was taken aback, I hadn't thought about this kind of problem.I am very worried that my text becomes some kind of misleading.

Let everyone mistakenly think that a sweater can become an airplane and the food chain can be reversed.

In fact, it is not impossible. The situation of counterfeit goods I mentioned above is not hopeless. There are no unsolvable puzzles in this world, only craftsmen who are not capable enough.But it is not recommended that you try it, you will die if you try it.

And that is not Ye Baiyi, but rather his antonym in a sense.

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Be careful, don't confuse a sweater with an airplane.

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There are a lot of dirty words today, because I was really scared, my brain can always shock me, it can always do it, every day.every day.

Great, today is the three-month anniversary. For the first time, I have persisted for three months and have not escaped from the pit. I am still writing, although the abyss brain has made me almost have a funeral these days. Ye Baiyi's father, three hypotheses, mirrors and stone tablets, sweaters and airplanes, being his own father-in-law, then to omega Ye Baiyi's Two-dimensional principle (cannot be said), and then to omega Ye Baiyi's three-dimensional principle (with reservations) said).

I drafted it. Really, I can write a book, a collection of essays, "Looking at the Changes of Chinese Social Culture, Religion, Film and Television Art and Educational Methods from Ye Baiyi".

Then it was rejected by all ABCD journals with question marks, and it could only be published in Jinjiang.

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What the hell am I doing? ? ? ? ?What the hell is my brain doing? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Am I really here to write about Ye Baiyi Otome? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?What is my pen writing? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

...Forget it, it's Ye Baiyichu after all.Even I can't see through myself.

What a chic, my brain, hit everyone hard.

Maybe it's the menthol.

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Because I suddenly realized these things, my brain was too confused, I went crazy for a short time, I almost got out of the pit, and I didn't have time to reply to those comments within 24 hours...I'm really sorry...I'll make it up after I get up!