Fairyland, big problem

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Early in the morning, the crying mask lay on Wen Jiu's chest, tears streaming down his face.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

[No, it's time, I'm telling you to go on the road. 】

"What a mess."

Wen Jiu stretched his waist. Yesterday he was mentally exhausted and slept very darkly.

After all, it was not an environment I was familiar with, so I simply called the crying mask out to help watch the night, sleep soundly, and provide wake-up service at the next day.

Who would have known that this little ghost is... the wake-up call is like reporting a funeral.

"It's hard work, you go back to the paradise."

[Woo...um. 】

The text prompt box pops up:

Dream points +41.

"Huh?!" Wen Jiu almost suspected that he was still in the dream, "Where did you get the dream points?"

The only task that can be thought of in the near future is the old Patriarch of the Mu family. It was obviously a long time since the banquet ended yesterday, and the task was not completed after Mu Fengshuang left.

Could it be that the old man became enlightened after a night of sleep?

It sounds unrealistic, and Wen Jiu has no place to verify it.

After all, it was a good result. The old Patriarch's sweet dream points were 8 points higher than Lin Zhengyi's, and they could be exchanged for New Moon Feather if they got together some other day.

It is equivalent to Wen Jiu spending 9 sweet dream points to complete the task, and the real reward is doubled, 120,000b.

What's more important is to connect with Mu Fengshuang's network.

Let's focus on making a circle, and connect with Mu Fengshuang instead of Mu's family.

Wen Jiu has a flat boat and doesn't want to be tied to the back of the big boat to cross the ocean for the time being.

When a big wave hit, Mu's house was safe and sound, but the boat behind might capsize.

There was a naive call to the door from outside.

"Wen Jiu, get up and go home!"

The little secretary outside the door had short hair that reached her ears, a dignified demeanor, and with her star power in hand, no one would underestimate this young assistant from the Mu family.

"Finally I can go back, I'm so tired."

"Hahaha, I'll buy you a drink next time."

"They say I don't drink anymore."

After arguing and going downstairs, before turning the corner, the little secretary suddenly became serious with a condensed demeanor.

The reason is obvious, with Mu Fengshuang and others outside, she dare not do anything wrong.

"Mr. Wen, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, I didn't do anything the whole time."

After being stunned for a short time, Mu Fengshuang understood it, knowing that he was maintaining his status as an outsider.

"Then welcome Mr. Wen to our house."

"Too polite."

"Come often when you are free."

The words turned into normal greetings, and Mu Fengshuang didn't start the core topic until he got into the car and the little secretary started the engine and drove away from Mu's house.

"Mr. Wen, your guess is too accurate."

"Actually, I only feel that the old Patriarch's heart is bound, and it's all up to you to analyze it later."

"That also requires first-hand guidance."

Wen Jiu didn't want to receive too exaggerated praise, so he changed the topic.

"Miss Mu's company is in Tianma City, why did you come back to Changle City with me before school started?"

"I studied at Changle University for the next four years, so I opened the branch in Changle City."

So Versailles...

Because I want to go to XX to study in university, I opened the company there.

And rightly so.

"Mr. Wen." Mu Fengshuang bit her plump lips lightly, "Guess what I'm thinking?"

The car drove into the tunnel, and the slight wind and engine sound made the interior of the car extremely quiet.

"I can't read people's hearts. At most, I can guess innocent thoughts and the like."

"Change the question, can Mr. Wen see my most sincere dream?"

Sensing the gaze, Wen Jiu looked up at the rearview mirror, and the little secretary was also looking at him.

While drinking in the passenger compartment, the little secretary mentioned the dream of his young lady,

It's not easy to say, it's not easy to do, and I'm not reconciled if I don't do it.

Now that Mu Fengshuang brought up this topic by chance, the secretary paid special attention to it.

"Well... let me try to analyze it."

There are still 9 points to go, and he can change to New Moon Feather, Wen Jiu agreed with the intention of brushing up points.

The white mist is visualized.

The interior space of the car is small, but fortunately, the image of Meimeng is a bit perspective for Wen Jiu.

For example, now, blocked by the car body, most of the dream image is outside the car, which can still be seen clearly.

Of course, this kind of perspective is limited to the situation where the target is in front of the eyes and the image of the dream penetrates beyond the barrier. Wen Jiu does not have the usual ability to see through.

The horse's hooves stamped on the ground, its mane flying.

The steed horse is covered with a full set of chain armor, and the knight on his back is also surrounded by armor.

The character's special attack value breaks through to 5, and Wen Jiu can roughly see some details without the help of Crescent Feather.

The knight's armor is quite fantasy, the difference is that the helmet covering the whole face is engraved with mysterious magic symbols, and the weapons in his hands are more like long-handled machetes like sabers, rather than knight's spears and sharp bayonets.

It's a little hard to judge.

This mighty general is not an anime character like Kamen Rider, is he?

Let Mu Fengshuang be fascinated?

"Miss Mu, do you like animation or comics?"

"The little secretary likes it, but I'm not interested."

Exclude an incorrect option.

Thinking about it, Mu Fengshuang's small body can't withstand the full-body armor. Even if she becomes a dark fighter, her style is far from that of the Hussar General.

Having said that, even if someone wants to become a heavy-armored knight-type dark-slayer, with the resources of the Mu family, they need financial resources, guidance and guidance, and enlightened family members, which is not a difficult dream.

Is it a secret promise?

Little girl, especially a famous lady with a hero, who doesn't have the dream of marrying a peerless hero.

Reasonable.

"Miss Mu, does your dream have a major relationship with your life choices?"

"Hee hee." Mu Fengshuang laughed out loud, "Mr. Wen can calmly analyze all kinds of problems, how come I am so clumsy? Can your question be called a problem?"

Wen Jiu knew he was wrong, and everyone said it was the most sincere dream, and of course it had a lot to do with his life choices.

"So, what about Fengyue?"

"What?"

"Miss Mu's dream is related to romance and marriage."

"Fengyue...marriage..."

The transparent eyes were slightly blurred, and Mu Fengshuang didn't comment.

"Mr. Wen continued."

There is drama.

Wen Jiu secretly sighed that he had guessed the right direction, at least not like guessing the knight character in the anime and being pinched off directly.

"Miss Mu's ideal husband-in-law is the kind of mighty general who rides a steed, holds a domineering weapon, and has a delicate mind, leading Miss Mu to the palace of happiness."

quiet…

Wen Jiu and Mu Fengshuang looked at each other, feeling that they were about to suffer.

I don't know what went wrong, it's going to overturn anyway.

It's inexplicable, even if you don't guess right, you should be laughed at by the other party, but the only feedback is silence...

The silence of girls is the scariest.

"Mr. Wen, we are here."

"oh oh."

I do not know when the street became familiar, approaching the alleys outside Jianglang Caijin Zazayuan.

"I won't see you off, sir."

"Well, Miss Mu is polite."

Until he closed the car door and stood on the side of the road, Wen Jiu still didn't understand what was going on.

Turning her eyes for help to the little secretary, she just shook her head violently, the fat on Baozi's face slapped the shore, and she drove away in the car...