What should I do if the heroine escapes from the book? - Chapter 520 Mohawk

“The design has just been completed. My little sister made it with more care. You have also made your own rough plan, so it is faster to fill in the details for you.”

In the comic company, Zhu Mengmeng threw away a stack of design drawings.

While Qiu Wuji was looking at the picture, he picked up the kitten and ran away.

Qiu Wuji was angry and funny: “Where are you going? Are you trying to steal a cat? A monk can’t escape from the temple if he can escape.”

Zhu Mengmeng stopped at the door and turned around in embarrassment: “What kind of cat is this? The coat is too pure, and the eyes are very intelligent, as if it can talk to me. It, it is looking down on me, as if saying ‘Where is it from?’ Mortal’, heartless! indifferent!”

“What’s the matter? You’re happy to be despised, right?”

“I’m happy to be despised, don’t I? I’ve seen a lot about these things, and I’ve never seen such a good breed…”

Seeing her holding the cat and leaning sideways, as if she was afraid of having her beloved thing taken away, Qiu Wuji couldn’t stop laughing: “Well, this is a species in the book, and it is probably the only one in the world.”

Zhu Mengmeng hugged the cat hard and was reluctant to let go: “Can Chu Ge take one out for me?”

“…” Qiu Wuji pointed at Suzaku, who was squatting on his shoulder and looking at the picture: “There is another bird here, do you want him to pay for it?”

“Eh?” Zhu Mengmeng was extremely surprised: “Hey, it’s okay for you to say such dirty things. The problem is, weren’t you very jealous in the past? Now you are making such jokes?”

Qiu Wuji lazily leaned on the sofa and looked at the picture: “From being nervous to being an old married couple, that’s it. As long as you trust him in your heart, there is no need to be jealous. In fact, I used the excuse of being jealous to beat him a long time ago. , it’s all just a joke…”

Seeing her sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, Zhu Mengmeng felt unhappy: “As long as you can, you should bring two little charlatans to hook him up and see if you are awesome. Wait, why is this cat looking so angry? Me, even your bird is looking at me.”

Qiu Wuji didn’t even raise his head: “Because he really has two little ones now.”

Zhu Mengmeng: “?”

“Speaking of which, why do you like that cat? I think this bird is also very cute.” Qiu Wuji rubbed Suzaku: “Have you ever seen such a beautiful and intelligent little bird?”

“No, it looks good. The pink and jade carvings are just like amber. They look so eye-catching and I like them… But it’s not very popular to raise birds now, and it’s hard to find good ones, so I’m not that interested, so I died with Qing. Ah Qiuqiu.”

“…I was born at the wrong time, Maltose.” Qiu Wuji rubbed Suzaku and sighed.

Suzaku left Qiu Wuji’s shoulder angrily and jumped onto Zhu Mengmeng’s head with a “ton” sound.

Zhu Mengmeng: “?”

Qiu Wuji said: “Actually, it is more important to you than a kitten, Mengmeng. Your powers are all based on others, including the first chapter of the Antarctic Emperor’s Sutra of Immortality that you are currently learning. If you don’t understand, just ask it.” Oh, by the way, how do you feel after learning it?”

“Obscure is quite difficult to understand. I originally planned to ask you for more advice when you come back. Is it useful to ask this bird…”

“Yes, asking it is much more useful than asking me.” Qiu Wuji smiled and said: “And I think it will be happy to teach you.”

Zhuque said: “Why would I be willing to teach this big-breasted and brainless woman?”

“Because you are not willing to let Yan Qianlie be your successor at all. You have been appointed by Chu Ge and you can’t help it. Don’t you want to teach one yourself?” Qiu Wuji was persuasive: “The things in the book can’t defeat him, so of course you can find a living girl. Meng It’s so cute. The superpower originally came from you, and it has developed on its own, which is beyond your scope. I think you can confirm each other with her and gain something else…”

Zhuque felt that it made sense. Just as he was about to say something, Zhu Mengmeng took it off his head and said with great joy, “Qiuqiu, do you mean to give it to me?”

The cat in my arms suddenly stopped being so cute!

Qiu Wuji thought for a while and said with a smile: “I can’t give them away. To be honest, they don’t even belong to me. They will go back to the book in the future and just live here temporarily. But it can indeed keep you for a while. …I can’t support two of them…”

“…How come he was treated like a pick-up man, raised by his take-over, and finally found his biological father and recognized him as his own?”

“?” Qiu Wuji: “Why are you so skilled?”

“Hmm.”

“Then will you accept this offer?”

“Take it!” Zhu Mengmeng happily held the bird in her hands: “I feel very destined to it.”

Of course it’s fate. I once guessed that you were its reincarnation. Qiu Wuji Youyou put down the design drawing: “The design is okay, just follow this. What does the construction company say?”

Zhu Mengmeng said: “Tell me about my father. I have a lot of acquaintances. Do you want to outsource all the materials or purchase them yourself?”

Qiu Wuji put his hands on his hips: “I contacted the construction team and figured out everything one by one. I bought it myself, and I can’t let anyone cheat me for a penny!”

Zhu Mengmeng asked curiously: “Don’t you find it troublesome? Where do you get so much time?”

Qiu Wuji smiled slightly: “My time from now on should be spent in a place like this…”

Zhu Mengmeng turned her head and looked at Qiu Wuji, feeling that Qiu Wuji seemed to be different now, seemed to be softer? More…neighbor? Can’t tell.

It’s like some vague shadow that has been stacked on the body, slowly fading away.

“Why are you looking at me all the time?” Qiu Wuji stretched out, showing off his slim and beautiful figure: “Go and do whatever you have to do, it’s time for me to draw.”

Zhu Mengmeng spat, secretly thinking that I should draw the action you just performed and make a notebook!

…………

North America.

Zhong Yi stood on the edge of an old square, watching a man in Indian costume playing “The Last of the Mohicans” in front of him.

The sound of the Gaina Flute is timeless and long-lasting, faintly conveying the tragedies and blood and tears of ancient times. It was once very popular on Chinese websites, and it was considered an internet celebrity, but the performer was not a common person.

In the bowl in front of the player, someone dropped coins from time to time. Zhong Yi also dropped one and stood aside to watch.

The tribal dress, feathers and textures, and the bones and teeth of the pendants always allow people to see many things in common, including ancient legends, various totems, witches and Gu, birds and tigers.

Someone rushed over, bent down, grabbed the money in the bowl and ran away.

The player didn’t even roll his eyes, as if nothing happened, he continued to play.

Zhong Yi silently placed a new coin and continued to listen.

The player finally looked up at him in surprise.

Zhong Yi smiled back, his smile warm.

It wasn’t until the end of the song that the player put away the instrument and slowly said in English: “Is something wrong?”

Zhong Yi smiled and said: “Someone robbed your things, why didn’t you stop him or call the police.”

“It’s just feeding the dogs. Why do you care so much about which one you feed?” The player said slowly: “It stands to reason that you can see more clearly than me, Immortal.”