After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

Today the house is clean and spotless, and there is a stack of documents on the small glass coffee table in the living room.

A blank sheet of paper was pressed under the document, and Wen Gu pulled it out. Yuan Jiuyuan did not leave a sentence like "everything is fine" as before.

In a polite written language, he stated that he had signed the contract for Wen Gu, that there was no need to sell the house for the time being, there was nothing important to do, and he was asked to rest on time and not to wait for the handover at twelve o'clock.

For the sake of his sincerity, Wen Gu forgave Yuan Jiuyuan's actions. He is so easy to coax.

From seeing the WeChat group, Wen Gu had guessed half of it. He picked up the document with both hands, and quickly turned to the regulations on compensation for breach of contract.

A few seconds later, Wen Gu took a deep breath, Yuanshan Media was too ruthless, he turned to the signature page, with unrealistic expectations in his heart.

The two big characters with a strong character and a neat and unrestrained style of writing——Wen Gu.

There was a clean fingerprint on it, Wen Gu closed the contract suddenly, his flickering black eyes stared straight at the chandelier on the ceiling, what does Yuan Jiuyuan's name have to do with me, Wen Gu?

In order to compete for the male lead role in "Rakshatian", the major entertainment companies have shown their talents, and they have exposed their opponents' scandals, bought hot searches for their own artists, and tried their best to negotiate with Yuanshan Media and Qin Dynasty. Those who guide and fight the relationship, do everything they can.

But in the end, the winner, Wen Gu, collapsed on his sofa without any image, sincerely begging the director to remove him.

After lying down for a while, Wen Gu felt more and more hungry, as if he hadn't eaten yesterday. His living habits have always been unhealthy. He was so hungry that he was dizzy and his hands and feet were weak.

Since he smashed the water glass with one hand, his physical fitness has improved by leaps and bounds. Even if he was hungry, he did not have a strong physical reaction.

Hunger made Wen Gu forget all his troubles. He didn't pretend to be bored, and quickly adjusted his mood by himself, cleaning the house leisurely.

But soon, Wen Gu bit the hamburger that was missing a corner, and squatted in front of the washing machine in a daze. The lunch boxes, bowls and chopsticks were neatly piled up in the black lacquered drum.

The lunch box that had been missing for many days finally reappeared.

This can't be blamed on Yuan Jiuyuan and Wen Gu's popular science books for children. In the cartoon, the dishwasher and the washing machine are exactly the same.

After Wen Gu cleaned the washing machine, he took a stack of sticky notes and labeled each household appliance, noting the function of the item.

Yuan Jiuyuan, Yuan Jiuyuan, Wen Gu felt very sad. Compared with Yuan Jiuyuan living in a strange modern age, his life was much easier after being soaked in cultivation novels.

Think about it, Yuan Jiuyuan was completely out of his growth environment, living alone in a strange world, Wen Gu felt so pitiful.

After breakfast, Wen Gu was thinking about buying a sword for Yuan Jiuyuan. He wanted to buy some real or fake antiques to make Yuan Jiuyuan feel familiar with the simple and simple flavor of his home.

The largest antique city in Yuning City is booming in business and well-known in the antique world. It is located in a large commercial building with five floors. The glass walls on both sides of the aisle are decorated with ancient and elegant decorations. There are antiques such as porcelain, jade, calligraphy and painting, etc. object.

Most of the things here are high imitations that are difficult to distinguish between real and fake. There are few real things, but the prices are not false at all.

Wearing a peaked cap, Wen Gu covered most of his face with sunglasses on the bridge of his straight nose, he wandered around the shopping mall and finally found a shop that sold swords.

The front of the door is wide and luxurious, the bright counters display common antiques, and one wall is covered with all kinds of imitation ancient swords.

Just as Wen Gu was going to step forward to take a closer look, a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from behind——

"I didn't expect to see you here!"

Snow Dragon King was wearing a simple gray T-shirt, glittering pearls and jade on his wrist, and a valuable mechanical watch. He clasped his hands nervously, standing behind Wen Gu and smiling.

Warm up and hold on to the sunglasses, so that you can see that it's you under such a disguise?

"Your aura is so unique. I saw it downstairs just now. I didn't dare to go up to call you. I followed behind. Seeing you enter this store, I followed in." Snow Dragon King rubbed his palms, "You Do you want to buy something?"

Wen Gu didn't want to talk to him, and vaguely felt that something was wrong with the old man, "I'll take a look."

"Look, I'll just take a look too." Snow Dragon King stood beside him respectfully.

Wen Gu raised his face, scanned the ancient swords on the wall, and picked up a Han sword in the most prominent position. The scabbard was carved from black ebony, with smooth and beautiful lines.

The sword body is crimson red, gilded with patterns of heaven and earth, shining a dazzling luster of wealth and dignity under the light.

Snow Dragon King's expression changed suddenly. He likes to collect antiques, and his eyes are as bright as a torch. Although this sword looks like an antique, it is actually a high-quality imitation. He hesitated and said, "This sword doesn't suit your temperament."

"Really?" Wen Gu asked, it was indeed a bit exaggerated and not suitable for Yuan Jiuyuan, "Which one do you think is suitable for me?"

Hearing his understatement and seeing him put the sword back, Snow Dragon King was suddenly enlightened. How could Wen Gu not know that the sword was fake?

This is testing your eyesight!

He took a deep breath and carefully scanned the dazzling array of swords on the wall, as if returning to an important exam in his student days, not daring to make any mistakes.

After a long time, King Xuelong carefully took a sword from the wall. He had seen it, and this sword was the only real thing in this shop.

"Look at this one, are you satisfied?"

Snow Dragon King looked at Wen Gu expectantly.

Wen Gu weighed it in his hand, and took a look at the blade of the sword. It looked very good, and was about to scan the QR code to pay, when he caught a glimpse of an epee in the corner from the corner of his eye.

It was about twice the width of other swords, and the scabbard was black cast iron. Wen Gu thought that the sword in Yuan Jiuyuan's Buddhist beads was also an epee.

Yuan Jiuyuan prefers heavy swords.

He put back the sword chosen by Xuelong King, took off the heavy heavy sword, and pulled out the scabbard forcefully. The blade was thick, the blade was rusty and mottled, and there was a rusty smell of iron.

There is only this epee in the shop, Wen Gu has no other choice, the rust can be taken home and disposed of, "Thank you for your suggestion, I chose this one."

Snow Dragon King was stunned for several seconds, "Can you show me your sword?"

Wen Gu handed it to him casually, and Snow Dragon King held it over with both hands, and the moment his fingers touched the sword, a storm surged in his heart.

Ashamed and ashamed, Wen Gu's eyesight is thousands of times stronger than his, it is in vain that he has been walking around the antique street for decades, appreciating countless rare treasures, but today he missed his sight.

He couldn't tell the authenticity of the sword Wen Gu chose. It looked like a mediocre high-quality imitation, but how could Wen Gu choose a high-quality imitation?

It must be because my eyesight is low and I can't understand the mystery of this ancient sword.

In comparison, the sword he chose was nothing worth mentioning. Snow Dragon King held the hilt firmly, while Lu Ban swung an axe in front of Lu Ban, Guan Gong dared to use a big sword in front of Guan Gong, and his insignificant eyesight dared to make mistakes in front of Wen Gu.

Seeing him in a daze, Wen Gu asked softly, "Are you ready?"

"Ah?" Snow Dragon King came back to his senses, his face flushed with shame, "Please allow me to pay for you. You can choose whatever you like, and it will be my tuition payment this time."

From the time Wen Gu entered this shop, he must have taken a fancy to this ancient sword at first sight, but deliberately picked up a high-quality imitation to arouse his interest and test his eyesight.

He was so stupid, if it wasn't for his own stupidity, Wen Gu didn't have to show his supernatural powers in front of his eyes, and taught him a class in person, the tuition was worth the money.

Wen Gu tugged down on the brim of his peaked cap, and asked suspiciously, "What did I teach you?"

"Secrets must not be leaked, I understand." Snow Dragon King immediately stood up straight, his eyes swept around, and found no suspicious person, "Don't worry, I didn't pass the test this time, I will work harder next time, and I will never let you down .”

After finishing speaking, he left Wen Gu with a confused face, quickly took the ancient sword to the front desk to pay, then bowed deeply, and offered the sword with both hands, "Please accept it!"

The waiters in the store looked over one after another, Wen Gu had a thin skin, picked up the sword, and ended the chicken-and-duck talk without looking back.

But in King Xuelong's opinion, the "Penglai Immortal" left without saying goodbye because he was stupid, and he sat down on the chair in despair.

Snow Dragon King supported the chair and stood up, Xiao Bailong, you are the only person in the whole world who knows the real existence of God, you can't give up so easily.

Immediately, he cheered up, since Wen Gu wanted to test his vision, then he had to work harder, and today he selected all the real antiques in the antique city and sent them to Wen Gu's home to prove his strength!

……

I didn't sleep well yesterday, so Wen Gu had a dream in the car on the way home.

In the dream, there was thunder and lightning outside the window, heavy rain and thunderbolts knocked on the glass window, and a snow-colored lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the thin figure curled up on the hospital bed in the ward.

Wen Gu hugged his knees tightly, leaned against the cold wall, buried his cheeks in his arms, and his soft sobs were drowned out by the heavy rain.

In the dream, it was like God's perspective. Wen Gu didn't see the face, but he knew it was him. He always shed tears, but he had never cried so sad and hopeless.

what happened?

Snapped--

The closed door of the ward was pushed open, and one hand turned on the bright light. The well-dressed Shang Ze frowned, followed by a team of doctors in white coats.

"Wen Gu, raise your head and let the doctor see your face."

Shang bent down beside the hospital bed, and gently patted his trembling back. When Wen Gu heard his voice, his shoulders trembled suddenly, his head buried deeper, and he cried like he was about to die.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Shang Ze gestured to the doctor.

Several people rushed forward, grabbed Wen Gu's arm forcefully, and threw him on the bed. Under the bright light, several circles of white gauze were wrapped around his face, only his eyes, nose and lips were exposed.

Wen Gu struggled with all his strength, but he couldn't resist the strength of several people, the gauze was wet with tears, his whole body was like a collapsed embankment, "Shang Ze, I hate you, I hate you, I never want to see you again! "

Shang Ze's face turned pale, and he held his hand tightly, "Wen Gu, it's all my fault. You can hate me however you want, but you can't leave me."

Wen Gu wanted to withdraw his hand, but Shang Ze clenched it even tighter. He suddenly burst out laughing, and said in a choked voice, "You have colluded with Han Zhao to lie to me all this time, and you have made me like this. You still refuse to let me go? You Anything else you want, I'll give it to you!"

"I just want you."

After Shang Ze finished speaking affectionately, the doctor cut off the last piece of gauze, and Wen Gu's face was exposed to the light. He was very good-looking, with light skin, lustrous and fair, black and round pupils, and drooping eye ends that always give people a pious look. The feeling of the bright mouth is sharp and thin.

But that was all before, and now there is a deep red depression on his left cheek, and new flesh has just grown from the burn in the car accident, which is terrifying and shocking.

The people present were silent, no matter how well the surgery repaired, such a deep wound, this beautiful face would never get rid of it for a lifetime.

Shang Ze turned his face away, slowly closed his eyes, and muttered to himself, "I'm sorry, Wen Gu."

Everyone's eyes were like a knife, piercing Wen Gu's heart fiercely. He laughed hysterically and tears flowed silently, "Am I ugly? It's all thanks to you, why don't you dare look at me?"

"I'm sorry..." Shang Ze clasped his cold hand and repeated in a low voice.

But dare not look at his face.