Huang Si walked into the bookstore lobby, and then he rubbed his eyes.

Why do you feel that the way you open a book shop is not right?

There is no one in the bookstore that I broke just now, so why are there more millet and final sounds?

Huang Si took a little step back and planned to close the window and try again.

But at this time, Shu Shui and Zhong Yin also saw him.

"Father...Dad!" Shu Shui was about to jump up, but suddenly, he stopped.

Then she jumped up to cover Zhongyin's eyes.

Zhongyin took Shushui's hand from his eyes expressionlessly and said, "No need to do this, I have seen my father."

Shushui relaxed her hands, and at this moment, she just wanted to cry to the sky.

If you lose the bet with Zhongyin, you will be fine if you get a hundred-year slave contract.

The point is

Why did God Father come to the Wang Family Bookstore?

Without contacting them, he came here by himself and said he wanted to find the owner of the book shop. Maybe he had already seen the little moves he had made!

When Huang Si saw the reactions of the two, he realized that it was not an illusion.

He also became puzzled, why are they here? Didn’t Xiaoke’s previous records show that Shushui is in the ancient city of Kan? Why did he come here too?

"Murmill Water, the final sound? Why are you here too?"

Huang Si asked.

Shushui was startled, and then a hypocritical smile suddenly appeared on his face:

"Dad, dad, I, we're here to play..."

As she said that, she ran to Huang Si in a innocent manner, grabbed his arm, and said coquettishly: "Dad, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I thought you left us alone."

Zhongyin also came over and quietly watched Shushui act coquettishly, with a smile appearing on his lips.

Huang Si did not refuse Shushui's coquettishness. It was indeed a long time since I saw her, so I still had to let her express it. However, after Shushui was coquettish, what was supposed to come finally came.

"Shushui, Zhongyin, do you need to catch the people from the Wang family's bookstore when you come here to play?" Huang Si asked gently, "Are you here to discuss papermaking with this bookstore?"

Shushui's smile froze.

Wang Bai was thrown to the ground by the final voice, and was so trembling that he didn't dare to escape immediately. When he heard their conversation, he suddenly felt like a savior was coming.

He quickly squatted on the ground and trotted to the door of the bookstore, shouting:

"You are these two lords? I am almost killed by them! Take care of them!"

Huang Si looked at Wang Bai who was trying to add a show to him and asked:

"Is this person the boss of Wang Family Bookstore?"

Zhongyin replied: "Yes, and he bought a murderer and wanted to kill Shushui. Moreover, he had succeeded to kill the three human confidants of Shushui."

Zhongyin knew that in this case, you must not be foolish when you are a silly person in the face of the Father. Pretending to be stupid before the Father God is like seeking death. The Father God is omnipotent and omnipotent. Only fools like Shushui will pretend to be stupid and try to get away with it.

The only way to survive is to attract the care of God the Father. God the Father is quite protective of his shortcomings. Only when he feels pitiful will he not care about her faults.

"Oh? Buy a murderer? You're so brave. Let's do it. I'll ask my family to come and deal with it and take the blame for the Wang family."

In an understatement, Wang Bai and his family were arranged.

The matter was handled too quickly, and Zhongyin failed to get time and opportunity for the millet.

Huang Si was determined to investigate the leak of papermaking technology. He pulled a chair and sat down leisurely in the bookstore. "Shushui, let me talk to my father about how you leaked papermaking technology to the human race, and also talk about other things you have done in the world."

Zhongyin let go, threw Wang Bai aside, then quickly poked the millet water with his finger, and threw it to her with a look of "honest confession".

Shu Shui Xun returned a look of "I don't want to die".

Finally, the voice made a gesture of pulling in his mouth and a gesture of shooting in his head, which means that you will die faster if you are not honest in confessing!

Shu Shui accepted his fate and turned to Huang Si with his head hanging down.

At this time, Wang Bai felt free and was afraid of what Huang Si said. He squatted on the ground, crawling out quietly, trying to escape.

When Huang Si saw it, he raised his hand and a sword energy passed by, directly making a big hole in the ground in front of Wang Bai's head.

"Don't move."

Wang Bai was so scared that he knelt down like a sieve, sweating all over.

Outside the book shop door, Song Hong was still squatting on the ground and looking at the half-stone-stolen sword body, trying to use his fingers to snatch the sword body out.

Therefore, he did not realize the even more amazing situation at the entrance of the book shop.

Only Xiaoqiu saw something that surprised her because she had been curiously watching the dispute in the book shop.

What is that?

Why can that person make big holes in the ground without using weapons?

Song Hong taught Xiaoqiu's internal skills and swordsmanship for three years, and then took her into the world for less than two years. Xiaoqiu's experience in the world is still very shallow, and he does not know the many anecdotes in the world.

So, she just felt that this scene was very strange, but she didn't understand the meaning.

Among the human race, at present, no one can use the sword energy that leaves the body and exits the air.

At this time, Shushui was defending himself:

"Uh, I did teach papermaking to the human race, but I was alone at that time, and I couldn't show up, and I had no status or status, and I had no money to use it, so I could only exchange technology for money. But I was very careful, so I found someone to cooperate with me, established a joint-stock company, lived on dividends, and even installed my people on the board of directors..."

"So did you end up being hired by your partner to kill someone?"

"That's an accident." Shushui smiled dryly.

Huang Si looked at the manuscript that was secretly stuffed to the side.

"By the way, did you write that trash novel?"

"Ah? What kind of trash? Oh, did my dad say that book "The Cold Prince and Pretty Maid"? It's me..."

It was indeed written by Mizushui.

Huang Si ordered:

"You are not allowed to write junk novels in the future. You will burn these yourself later."

After thinking about it, he added: "Before burning, yes, let's finish writing it. Doing things must be done with beginning and end. I'll give it to me after writing it, and I'll criticize it."

"Puff!" Shu Shui laughed out loud.

"why are you laughing?"

"I'm talking about trash novels, but I actually want to read them."

This is really a death sentence.

Zhongyin looked at Shushui speechlessly, why did Shushui choose to die when he made a big mistake? God of Father really disliked him, but in fact he really wanted to read that novel, but why did he have to say it out and make God of Father lose face!

Huang Si said lightly: "Shu Shu, let your face stretch out."

Shushui quickly stood in front of Huang Si.

Huang Si bent her finger and hit her forehead with a "slap".

This time it was very heavy, and the millet water was directly bounced back, and a red mark appeared clearly on the forehead.

Huang Si grabbed her to prevent her from falling, then reached out to grab Shu Shui's cheek and asked, "Remember the lesson?"

"Remember."

"Will you still do stupid things in the future?"

"No, absolutely not."

"Who gives you the courage to spread important technologies that transcend the times to the human race?"

"No, no one, I'm stupid."

"Okay, good boy, tell my dad all the experiences you have since you came to the world. Then dad will come with you to settle the accounts after the autumn. What do you think?"

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Recommend a serious book "Fist of Imagination".
Chapter completed!