A Nest of Sanxian

Chapter 7——The Thousand and One Nights

Turning a page of the book, what appeared in front of my eyes were... flowers flying like rain, gravel flying like rain... In the dazzling light, Mr. Fanfan screamed: "Nani~ What a strange thing I met again~ I will really be here in the future~" I have to read the almanac when I go out, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Xiwen's voice has been swallowed by the wind, the god of death issued the final curse, in the sound of collapse, the sound of boulders falling to the ground cannot be heard - it's over, my robbery, failed, the Three Kingdoms, everything is over, The God of Death murmured in Xiwen's ear—crossing the catastrophe and pursuing powerful power is nothing but an illusion created by a stupid mortal. After all, it is unbelievable for invisible power...

Crash, hell and heaven...

When Xiwen woke up, she vaguely remembered her mission to descend to the mortal world, turned her neck, and found that her whole body was in pain like falling apart——Am I dead?Forget it, borrowing the fortune of the real dragon was originally a crime to be punished. Now, let alone fighting, it is a question of whether you can even stand up.However, the sun was shining on my body, and it was warm, and I was drowsy counting the dots of sunlight leaking from the densely packed leaves—the mortal world is so good, so good that I want to sleep comfortably.

"I said, Xiwen, should you wake up?" Xiwen felt that the voice was extremely familiar, but the exhaustion made the brain so dull that it was about to rust—forget it, it didn't sound like the enemy's voice anyway, it was the enemy... It doesn't matter anymore... He turned over and rubbed his eyes lazily. The light leaking through the slits of his eyes reflected in his pupils the familiar round-faced girl in red dress and scarlet sleeves. She was very small, still so petite and troublesome. still?Who is it?It looks like a person, but I can’t remember—let me sleep for a while and think about it when I wake up, so the voice became impatient: "Still sleeping?! You have been sleeping for 150 days—"

"Are you kidding——" Xiwen lazily patted the girl who made the sound: "150 days ago, I have already become a white python mummy—ahh?!...!!!!!!" Xiwen suddenly froze Surprised, he quickly reached out and grabbed the girl's waist: "Who are you?!"

"Let go of me, robbing robbing!" The palm-sized villain flapped a pair of transparent crimson shiny wings on his back, sweating profusely: "I'm Mo Fan."

"If you lie again, I'll swallow you up." Xiwen looked at her coldly—what kind of person have I never lied to?The Erlang God of the heavens is not a problem, I am the only one who deceives the world, how can anyone lie to me?If you want to lie to me, there is no door-hmph!My uncle's eyes are sharp...

"He's really Mo Fan!" Fluttering crimson wings, explaining in a panic - the petrified Xiwen, the wind blowing, a fallen leaf...

Taking advantage of Xiwen's severe blow and letting go, Mo Fan flapped his crimson wings and flew in mid-air, touching his neck with lingering fear: "You should accept the reality, it's all because you were caught cheating by the heavens when you crossed some catastrophe, and everyone was caught by you!" I was implicated on the boat, these are what Shangxian Meng Zhenhen told us...but you are really too much, I thought I would be crushed to death by you..." Mo Fan muttered and folded his hands in a huff.

After Xiwen digested Mo Fan's words for a long time... "Where is that?" Xiwen stood up, stretched his muscles and bones slowly, stretched his legs, and bent over: "I am a very honest and kind person."

"Where is the honesty and kindness?" Mo Fan muttered, in silence, for a long time: "Hey, Xiwen, you have kept bending over for 2 minutes..."

"Worry—" Xiwen muttered, "I just want to stretch my ligament..."

"Could it be—" Mo Fan was cautiously concerned: "Did you flash your waist?"

Petrochemical, a bean-sized drop of sweat hangs on the temple of the stone statue - if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb.

Mo Fan looked at him seriously: "This should be due to a lack of training." - Big slob, you have been sleeping for 150 days...

Silence, big eyes and small eyes, the wind blows the sand and dust.

"And then?" Xiwen coughed helplessly.

"Uh?"

"My cheating crossing robbery was discovered by the heavens, and the heavens collapsed the world around me. All the friends who helped me and were involved in my crossing the robbery were involved in a super-different dimension. When I woke up, I found myself in a book. Fairy tales, not only the appearance is completely changed, but the fairy energy and spiritual power and even ordinary boxing kung fu are also unusable—is that what you meant just now?"

"Yeah." Mo Fan nodded: "Arrogance and I have shrunk down to the shape of the flying elves we are now, traveling through this book of One Thousand and One Nights, assisting you to complete the mission in this story, your mission is completed Only then can all of us leave this story."

"Um, what about Mr. Fanfan?"

"Huh?!..." Mo Fan scratched his head in embarrassment: "I haven't found Meng Zhenchen, Lord Fanfan, and He Xi yet, but they also have their own missions, and they are all helping you complete the mission anyway... ..."

"Eh? How can you be so sure?"

"Because I still have an arrogant Iphone5 connector. You see, I also have an Apple Intel Core Dual-Core laptop with a discrete display. Free WIFI is provided. The advanced configuration provided by Tianjie. It can also video."

"Hey——" Mo Fan shuddered, and Xi Wen stared at her fiercely: "If you dare to lie to me, I will roast you and eat you, understand?!"

"Look at me now, how could I lie to you..." Mo Fan smiled twitching at the corner of his mouth - such a white python dare to claim to be honest and kind... flapping his crimson and transparent elf wings.

"So, which story am I in?"

"Aladdin and the magic lamp." Mo Fan flapped his wings: "Now your identity is Aladdin."

"Hey—One Thousand and One Nights, no wonder you're dressed in Arabian attire, and the free Arabian tour is not bad."

"Wrong, this is in ancient China."

"ancient China?"

"Yes," Mo Fan took out a scroll of parchment and chanted: "It is said that in ancient times, in a certain city in western China, there was a family from a poor family who made a sewing job, and the man's name was Musta. Fa, he and his wife depend on each other for life, and they have only one son named Aladdin—look, that’s right, it’s indeed ancient China..."

"What is that thing in your hand?"

"Guidelines for clearing the customs—the Immortal Meng Zhenhen gave it to me, and I still have a copy of it. Didn't I tell you to complete the story before you can go out? How can you complete the story if you don't even know what it is?"

"Eh? Are you sure it's 'Aladdin and the Magic Lamp'? How could Aladdin be asleep for 150 days?"

"How did I know you could sleep so well?" Mo Fan pouted and complained, "I searched everywhere for information, but I didn't find any information about Aladdin's sleeping beauty traits..." Murderous, staring wide-eyed, Sharp eyes like knives.

"..." Xiwen slammed his fist on the huge tree trunk, and the tree didn't move at all. Xiwen felt—his fist hurts: "...continue..."

"Aladdin is playful by nature, he idles around, never learns well, and is an out-and-out little rascal."

Blue veins, in the shape of a crossroad, throbbed slightly on Xiwen's temple.

"The old couple wholeheartedly hoped that their son would learn sewing so that he could inherit his father's business in the future and make a living from it. Because their family was not well off, they didn't have extra money for Aladdin to study or apprentice, let alone let him do it. Business."

Blue veins, bulging, bouncing.

"However, Aladdin is playful and never wants to stay in the shop and sew in peace. He always goes out to hang out with the poor and naughty children in the area, and doesn't go home all day. Aladdin has become accustomed to this, no matter Persuasion and whipping were ineffective. He neither listened to his parents, learned to sew well to inherit his father’s business, nor learned to run a business, so he just went on like this day by day. His parents thought his future was really unimaginable. Worrying."

"Seeing his son's unproductive behavior, Mustafa was greatly disappointed and filled with grief and indignation."

Blue veins...

"When Aladdin was ten years old, his father died of depression. Not only did Aladdin not feel guilty about his father's death, but he changed his lazy and dissolute character. On the contrary, he thought that once his father died, he would no longer be subject to strict constraints and discipline, so he became more dissolute, more lazy and depraved, and continued to live a dissolute life."

"His mother saw that her son was useless and had no hope at all. She felt that the future was bleak. She had no choice but to sell everything in the tailor's shop, and then made a job of spinning. Poor and unfortunate mother, working from dawn to dusk, relying on Spinning thread for a living and supporting a mischievous son who is not doing his job properly. This dragged him until he was 15 years old."

"How could I be such a person?!" Furious - PowerMax... The original shape of the big white python shines high in the sky as the background.

"Don't be so excited," Mo Fan smiled and waved his hand: "This is Aladdin."

"I won't do it, I will never-do-not-do this kind of person!!!!"

"It doesn't matter to me," Mo Fan scratched his head: "We two couples can practice in the story without being bound by the story. At worst, when the anger of the heavens disappears and we are released, what will you do if you cause a catastrophe?"

"..." A thousand-weight stone fell on the top of Xiwen's head.

"Now you are an ordinary person, and it is absolutely impossible to go out without completing the mission of the story."

"..." Jian Mei raised his eyebrows slightly—hold back: "I will find other ways!"

"Whatever you want," Mo Fan flapped his wings again: "However, as far as I know, because of his special status, the one who fell into another story of One Thousand and One Nights has been doing it for at least 500 years because he didn't get the princess's kiss." the frog."

"..."

"The one who was broken was punished for reincarnation. If the reincarnation of the Three Kingdoms failed, he had to enter our One Thousand and One Nights reincarnation together. He entered a story alone. The time and space of the story are independent, so the time is not parallel to ours. Those who have never been kissed by the princess grow from a small frog to an old frog, die, and then reincarnate into a new little frog in that dimension..."

"..."

"Although, you are indeed a little bit stronger than the Breaker, and your luck is a little bit better, but I don't think it's an advantage to be more stubborn than him."

"..."

"Since you are so persistent," Mo Fan sighed slightly and started to fly high: "I can't force you either—then I'm leaving, goodbye!"

"Wait," broke down completely—calmly stroked his jet-black hair: "If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell will go to hell. For everyone, I will sacrifice this time."

"Actually, you don't have to feel too wronged. Although I don't know who arranged it, everyone thinks that you are the most suitable person to be Aladdin."

"What do you mean?"

"No way, you are only 15 years old now, as long as you do what you have been doing for 15 years..."

Thunder strikes, hits the nail on the head, in the darkness, under the bright stage lights, Xiwen squats to draw a circle - good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, indeed, when I practiced immortality for 15 years... I still don't mention it.