[Cun Grass] My wife has a big brain

1.

Doomsday NO.17 "Trojan horse killing" was a bit loud, and everyone could only hear his cold and inorganic voice resounding in every room——

"The Eye of Martyrdom is activated to search for Trojan horses."

"Trojan horse found. Begin identifying source."

"The source is confirmed, the No. [-] virus of the Tianxie Eight Parts series."

"Proceed with Trojan removal."

"Cannot be cleared."

"Prepare the blood-dark anti-virus program."

"Blood darkness may cause a system crash, please confirm whether it is allowed to run."

"confirm."

Listening to Doomsday No.17's series of soliloquies, Yun Wanggui had a slight premonition.

This artificial intelligence... sounds like it's going to kill the virus even if it kills itself? ? ?

... As for?

Facts have proved that Yun Wanggui's premonition was correct. Doomsday NO.17 started with a regular scan, started the anti-virus program and caused the entire building to vibrate, and finally... blasted the manor directly!

Fortunately, everyone ran fast.

Huang Ru and Jian Ru, whose buttocks were not hot yet and who were almost annoyed to death by Shuchen No. [-], stood on top of the ruins with dark faces and hands behind their backs. They were about to ask Yun Wanggui what was going on when suddenly a machine Floating up from the ruins, there are two eyeball-shaped objects embedded on the top of the machine, emitting waves of blue light continuously, and the diffusion range of the blue light seems to include everyone present.

Yu Lijing's complexion changed suddenly.

"Not good! Everyone be careful!"

The next moment, the machine launched a violent attack on everyone, and the dark red light beam hit the body like a storm. Yun Wanggui dodged and complained: "Why do we even have to target the Trojan horse removal? Isn't it artificially retarded!"

"It's not that simple!" Yu Lijing escaped a wave of attacks: "What is the connection between the two intelligent systems, and why are the styles completely opposite?"

"I saw a phantom in the closet just now, it seems that that is the Trojan horse they are looking for..." Yun Wanggui swung his sword vigorously to cut off a beam of light carrying strong electricity: "Dawn No. [-] went offline at that time, Could it be that the Trojan horse was implanted in Shuchen No. [-]!"

"Judging from the actions of Doomsday NO.17, it has long been prepared for this kind of Trojan horse... Yun Wanggui, you can probably guess what Madam Zun wants to tell us?" Chi Chen shouted: "Drink...a gentleman!"

"... Yu Xiaoyao's situation is different."

Jun Fengtian expressed his conjecture dully.

Lin Tianxing also thought of this, and looked at the indiscriminate attack machine in a very bad mood: "I will discuss this point later, but this Doomsday Seventeen is too nonsense! Is it going to wipe us out too? Emperor Tianzhi OK--!"

Just when everyone was working together to fight against the attack of Doomsday NO.17, with a ding, another machine floated out of the ruins, and the familiar tone showed that Dawn No. [-] was back online.

"Ah, after sleeping for so long, why do I still feel that my body has been hollowed out, I need to replenish my energy... Diming, what are you doing!!!"

... the underworld? ? ?

This doomsday NO.17, is it Earth Pluto? !

Jun Fengtian couldn't help being shocked.

What's even more shocking is still behind, Shuchen No. [-] turned into a holographic projection under anger, "Yu Xiaoyao" raised his sword angrily and pointed at Doomsday Seventeen, and the opponent also appeared a simulated image to confront him, whose appearance was actually the same as Yu Xiaoyao is exactly the same.

"Diming! Who told you to tear down the house!"

"Hmph, I have already said that once you show your flaws, I will do it."

Afterwards, the two artificial intelligences began to abuse each other like a kindergarten quarrel, completely ignoring a group of onlookers.

Lin Tianxing frowned: "Xuanhuang Sancheng, the appearance of Tianji Diming is so similar. Jun Fengtian, do you have any relevant information from the investigation of Xianmen?"

"No."

Jun Fengtian is also full of doubts. He has been away from Xianmen for many years, and he is not very clear about the subsequent deeds of Jiutian Xuanzun. He went back to search for the information of the super king and found nothing.

"Two lords, we may infer from the current situation."

Yu Lijing and Mo Qingchi once again opened the aura of Sherlock Holmes' wisdom.

"Shuchen No. [-] is a metaphor for Tianji, and Doomsday [-] refers to Diming. The two have the same appearance, but Diming obviously holds information that Tianji does not know, such as its understanding of the 'Tianxie Babu'."

Mo Qingchi, who was given the identity of "hacker" by the dream, has a more professional understanding: "Doomsday [-] may be related to Dawn No. [-]. If we only speculate based on artificial intelligence theory, maybe Doomsday [-] is a copy of Dawn No. [-]." and modified variants, specifically targeting specific viruses."

Yun Wanggui scratched his head: "Could it be that 'Tianxie Babu'?"

"The eight tribes of Tianxie, the minions of the evil god of Baqi." The swordsman said suddenly: "In the battle of Shiliu Island, the members of the eight tribes were not available, so we can cooperate with Xuanzun Jiutian to kill Baqi in time. head."

Lin Tianxing raised his eyebrows, inexplicably feeling a little bad for his old friend who was as famous as himself: "After all, is it related to Jiutian Xuanzun again?"

As soon as he said the word "Nine Heavens Xuanzun", the quarreling Shuchen No. 17 and Doom No. [-] immediately stopped their pointless scolding.

"Yu Xiaoyao" said angrily: "If I don't wake up in time, will you even attack Mr. Jun Fengtian? How can you do this to Xuanzun! You even blasted the manor, which is the property left by Xuanzun to Mr. Jun Fengtian !"

"So what if it blows up?" Di Ming glanced at Jun Fengtian coldly, then turned his head arrogantly: "I'm Dad's favorite son!"

Everyone: "..."

"...you are sick!" Yu Xiaoyao rushed over with open teeth and claws, as if forgetting that he was just a holographic projection: "We are artificial intelligence, not artificial mental retardation!"

"You are more like an artificial retarded!"

The two holographic projections began to scratch each other at the air hamster.

Jun Fengtian: "..."

...the amount of information is too much, and he has a bit of indigestion.

Two mentally handicapped... The smart ones, two small black boxes leaked from the earth-underworld machine, and two new holographic projections emerged—a boy with clown makeup, and a boy disguised as a woman.

"Dad, we're here to help you!"

Yun Wanggui looked at Mo Qingchi: "Is this a subsystem?"

"perhaps."

The two subsystem projections were about to attack "Yu Xiaoyao", when the male disguised as a female projection suddenly shouted: "Ah?! How come there are two fathers? Which one is the father? Who should I hit?"

——Judging from his actions and demeanor, he is quite similar to "Yu Xiaoyao", exactly the same artificial mental retardation.

Yu Lijing and Mo Qingchi looked at each other.

"It seems that among these artificial intelligences, there is a need to trace the source... who is the original system."

In the midst of the chaos, the noise of rumbling propellers approached from far away, and a special helicopter descended slowly from the zenith. The pilot put down the glass and took off his sunglasses, revealing Yi Congyao's familiar face: "As expected of the German You are all aware of what Yi Congyao wants to tell you, a rising star of Feng Gu Dao."

She raised a remote control and stopped all the artificial intelligence present: "In this way, I have nothing to do."

"Cong Yao..." Yun Wanggui took a step forward excitedly, but keenly realized that the other party was not the one he cared about: "You are not Cong Yao, where is Cong Yao?!"

"Yi Congyao... There is no such person in this world."

That person was majesticly using Yi Congyao's appearance, but spoke the coldest words.

"What do you mean, who are you!" Yun Wanggui faintly guessed the other party's identity, but couldn't accept the fact: "You...you are the monster who took her away?"

"Duoshe? Ha, she's just a remnant soul. The last bit of obsession dissipates, and naturally she no longer exists." The man turned to Jun Fengtian indifferently: "You must have discovered that your father left behind many hidden dangers. Son of Man, go clean up the mess. Protect Yun Wanggui, and don't let 'Yi Cong Yao' sacrifice in vain."

The man snapped his fingers, and the projections such as "Yu Xiaoyao" and "Di Ming" disappeared together with the ruins of the manor, leaving only an empty land on the scene.

"During this period of time, I enjoyed watching the stories she wove. It's a pity that she couldn't hold on after all, ha...Everyone, let's do it for ourselves, and we will see each other indefinitely."

Following the man's words, the helicopter parked in the air turned into an ugly beast, and the man also lost Yi Cong Yao's appearance, but her real face was like a dream. Everyone felt as if they saw the outline of the five sense organs, but they couldn't see it. Nothing could be seen clearly.

Fear spread in Yun Wanggui's heart, and he rushed forward like a drowning man clutching driftwood, holding the beast's foot tightly with one hand: "Where is Congyao! Where is it! Give me back Congyao!"

"Yun Wanggui be careful!"

The alien beast fluttered its wings and flew high, but the flying environment was not an ordinary space. The wind blade cut Yun Wanggui's clothes and skin countless times, and the blood gradually decreased, but he still did not let go.

"I've never seen you care so much about her before..." The man seemed to be looking down at him: "So you don't want her? Hey, why is this so? Next, it's not a field that mortals can set foot in. Let go, you will die."

"Cong Yao...give her back to me..."

The ever-changing space squeezed Yun Wanggui's internal organs until they were gradually damaged. He said this through his teeth, and stretched out a hand to grab the man's feet.

"presumptuous!"

With a flick of the complicated skirt in front of him, Yun Wanggui was immediately kicked off the beast and rolled into the turbulent flow of time and space.

"Human beings are really contradictory." The god of dreams returned to the temple, and a little spiritual consciousness on his fingertips radiated a faint light: "How can I have feelings for a puppet made of obsession? If I remember correctly, the divine power that carries it has been exhausted." Try your best, even though you have been with him for many years, you have not had a heart-to-heart relationship. Hmm...maybe there are some follow-up stories? Ha..."

2.

Yun Wanggui was retrieved from the gap in the space of the Three Realms by Faru Zun.

Involved in the turbulent flow of time and space, needless to say internal and external injuries, the consciousness was also greatly depleted. After being brought back to the ancient road of Defeng, he was unconscious for half a month before waking up.

The first thing I said when I woke up was to ask Yi Congyao.

"Master, tell me the truth, what happened to Cong Yao?"

"She..." Jun Fengtian clenched his fists, even though he couldn't bear to tell the truth, he knew that he couldn't hide it: "That day, we escaped from the dream, and she... disappeared."

"Disappear...what do you mean?"

"Her body... dissipated."

"The body dissipated?"

Yun Wanggui repeated these words in a trance.

"Disappear, how is it possible, how is it possible... I, I still want to take care of her, I think... I haven't seen her real appearance yet, she has been controlled by demon power for many years and even she can't convey her own thoughts to me. , because... I, I don't know, how can I..."

Yun Wanggui's speech was incoherent, and Jun Fengtian couldn't help but think of the time when Yuxiao passed away.

Yuxiao disappeared in the most beautiful and youthful years, and the ignorant feelings in her youth can no longer be distinguished, but Yi Congyao has long been Yun Wanggui's wife, and has been with him for many years. At this moment, she only feels sad, and puts one hand on his shoulder: "You have to hold on, Master Feng Ru hasn't detected her spiritual consciousness, maybe there is a turning point..."

"Where is the turning point, Master, tell me, where is the turning point?"

Yun Wanggui was still emotional and couldn't calm down at all. After the knock on the door, Yu Lijing and Xia Chenglin pushed the door in: "Your Majesty, Si Wei, excuse me."

Seeing Yun Wanggui's state, Yu Lijing carefully considered his words: "I have discussed with Shengsi for a long time about Mrs. Zun, but I dare not say it is a clue, but the unknown person who borrowed Mrs. Zun's appearance... her mount , has a history."

Yun Wanggui raised his head suddenly: "What's the origin?"

"Birch the Nightmare Tapir. It can devour dreams, and it can also reappear dreams... I checked ancient books, and there are records that this beast belongs to the gods of the heavens, but there are many rumors among the people, so far it is mostly regarded as a monster."

Xia Chenglin immediately speculated: "That person can drive the nightmare, it should be the master. Therefore, we thought that Mrs. Zun was possessed by a demon, maybe it is not the case."

Yun Wanggui finally regained his sanity, and murmured, "It's not a monster, what is that..."

"It's hard to be sure." Yun Wanggui shook his head: "Shengsi has left the Defeng Ancient Road to look for clues elsewhere, and at the same time continues to track the whereabouts of Mr. Fei."

"...Really." Although Yun Wanggui was no longer excited, his mood was extremely low.

Regarding the information revealed by Yi Congyao in many dreams, considering Yun Wanggui's current mood, Yu Lijing didn't intend to say too much here, and comforted him: "I also found out that the abilities of the strange people in the world are somewhat similar to those of the respected wife, but His whereabouts have become a mystery, and he has not been seen in Jianghu for many years..."

"who?!"

"Dream Weaver."

Yun Wanggui's eyes sparked hope again: "Where did it last appear?"

Yu Lijing mentioned a location, and even if Yun Wanggui wanted to turn over and get out of bed, Jun Fengtian held him down: "It won't be too late to go when the injury is recovered."

Yun Wanggui had no choice but to feel that his body was hard to support, so he had no choice but to lie down and recuperate properly.

After recuperating for a few days, he bid farewell to everyone and looked around for the strange person who was said to have the ability to dream.

He traveled all over China, looking for countless strange people and strangers, and finally found the dream weaver who had lived in seclusion for a long time.

The dream weaver heard his intentions, and then asked for details, with a solemn expression.

"I do have a connection with the person you mentioned, but according to what you said, Mrs. Zun's ability to dream is far better than mine, which means Mrs. Zun is more deeply involved with that person, and it is more difficult to get out of control..."

"Control? You mean that person may still control my wife?"

"It's just possible, after all, that person..." Recalling the past, Dream Weaver shuddered: "He can make people break through the boundaries of life and death, reality and time."

"Then do you have a way for me to find that person?"

"I can weave the dream of the past for you, but I can't guarantee whether you can find it." The dream weaver said worriedly: "Are you sure you want to do this? It's so life-threatening..."

"It's okay, I'll thank you."

The dream weaver sighed softly, using his magical powers, he sent Yun Wanggui into the past time and space.

It belongs to the same dream, but it is indeed very different from Yi Congyao. Yun Wanggui is not confused by it, but just blindly looking for possible traces of "that person".

In the dream where the past and the present are intertwined, he suddenly found the shadow of the alien beast spreading its wings and flying low, and immediately chased after him. , surprised me."

"Hand over Cong Yao's spiritual consciousness!"

Yun Wanggui wanted to draw his sword, but he couldn't move it.

"In my domain, it's naive and presumptuous to want to do something to me." The man played with his fingers: "It's not impossible to want her spiritual knowledge, but...why are you so persistent? Because of it? Because... ...Love? Is there love between you?"

"Nothing to do with you!"

"Everything has a reason. If you want results, you have to avoid the process before the results. Yun Wanggui, my wife, get it back yourself."

The man flicked his sleeves, time and space were distorted, and in the next instant, Yun Wanggui had returned to reality.

Surrounded by bustling crowds, very ordinary villages and towns.

Yun Wanggui was at a loss, when suddenly a book appeared in his hand.

The book cover is a drawing of him and Yi Congyao, the title of the book...

"Village Bully and His Little Wife".

Yun Wanggui: "..."