My metaphysics is so accurate that the whole internet is begging me to come out.

Hearing the movement behind him, You Mengzhi turned over and stared at the irritable little lamb in shock:
"This little baa, did you just curse someone?"

She Jin put down the well-behaved sheep, picked up the irritable lamb, glanced at the lamb's flat pupils, and then remembered something -

The expression on the little lamb's bleating just now seemed a bit like You Mengzhi's most common mantra in the live broadcast room, xxx? !
Although it hasn’t reached the point of calling him by his first name, look at the little lamb’s expression, appearance, and the intensity of its bleating.
It's obviously a copy of Yu Mengzhi!
You Mengzhi didn't care so much anymore, he hugged the lamb directly and started to check the whole body. She Qui tried his best to prevent You Mengzhi from stuffing the lamb's head into his mouth and chewing on it.

After a series of inspections, the sisters were frightened, but nothing was found in You Mengzhi.

Those two little snow-white lambs
Especially the slightly irritable little lamb seemed to have returned to its original appearance, as if everything was just an illusion of the two of them.

And it is still that cute, weak, and helpless little lamb.

You Mengzhi pushed it several times, but could not see the faces of the lambs, and could not get the specific birth date of each lamb from Temulun, so he could only give up in frustration.
Giving up is of course a lie.

It is true that no small detail is missed.

In the next few days, You Mengzhi and Daozhang Ge, who knew about this, began to check the classics together, swimming through a bunch of dizzying classics, trying to find out who had records of this kind of 'sheep scholar' Classics.

Finally, while wandering in the sea of ​​​​Dream Book, the reward finally came.

However, what came first was not the classics about Bieme, but an extremely thick golden thread, no, a golden pillar, the size of a sea bowl.

The golden pillar emitting golden light did not need to be opened, it was directly condensed into substance, and it could be seen by ordinary people with the naked eyes, and went straight to the plaque of Yun Qingguan.

There is a saying that when it was 'smashed' on the plaque, there was a loud echo throughout the room.

You Mengzhi woke up from his drowsiness almost instantly, put down the book in his hand, and began to check the situation.

Gongga and Jiujielong told the story of Jinguang vividly.

Almost instantly, You Mengzhi thought of what had happened——

One person's piety is just a trace, and merits as big as a golden pillar are definitely the result of many people's sincere thanks.

As for this result, there is only one possibility, and that is that Xie Enshuang really succeeded!
Within this week, Xie Enshuang really did what he wanted!

You Mengzhi turned on his phone almost instantly and looked for news on the grassland where Temulun was.

Soon, a piece of news from two days ago came into Yu Mengzhi's eyes.

This news is insignificant among the many celebrity gossip news, and it is not even a hot topic.

But after You Mengzhi saw that several areas on the grassland were participating in flood discharge, he still felt a little trembling in his heart.

When the water overflows, it overflows, but when it is not full, it is always gathering momentum.

Before complete collapse, everyone feels that there is still a little time left, and they dare not touch the bottom line easily.

However, few people know that breaking the momentum may still have a glimmer of hope.

This is Xie Enshuang's 'radical idea'.

Facts have proved that You Mengzhi was right.

Except that some sheep drowned in panic and drowned in floods that were less than knee-deep because their wool was too heavy after absorbing water, there were few other dangers.

Although the floods on the grassland were indeed surprising, since there was no danger, and friends from other places did not understand how dangerous the scene was, there were only a few likes and discussions, and it did not arouse much enthusiasm.

You Mengzhi silently liked the news and finally let out a long breath. However, before he could finish sighing, a book hit his forehead lightly. The pain was so real that You Mengzhi almost thought that his master was punishing him for being distracted.

But when I looked closely, I saw Taoist Ge who looked like he hated iron and steel:
"Don't be blinded by your current achievements, keep working hard, Lord."

"The first step to work hard is to read the book carefully and find out what happened to Dah and Erme."

Yes, the little lambs have now surpassed the youngest (oldest) Jiujialong and become the Taoist temple's new favorites. What You Mengzhi discovered this time has completely ignited the Taoist temple's curiosity.

Jiujielong spent money to collect thousands of old books and classics from everywhere. Other people in the Taoist temple, as long as they could breathe, had to read them regularly and quantitatively.

It can be said that in order to know what happened to the bleak people, the entire Taoist temple almost forgot to eat and sleep.

This also directly caused You Mengzhi, the patron, to be severely squeezed.

You Mengzhi couldn't bear it any longer, so he stood up and received several condemning glances.

The two bleating little lambs rubbed against her trouser legs. This small move directly caused an arrow in You Mengzhi's conscience.

You Mengzhi explained in a low voice:

"Haha, what, I'm not lazy, I'm going to live broadcast to make money so that I can contribute in another direction."

After a few glances were withdrawn, You Meng Yi quickly returned to his room, skillfully turned on the computer, logged in to his account, and turned on the live broadcast button, all in one go.

The familiar and funny audience and fans gathered together again. You Mengzhi glanced at it. The live broadcast room was 10,000 people small. Almost all of them were familiar fans at the level of an ordinary live broadcast.

The atmosphere was as cheerful as ever:
[Waiting and looking forward to it every day, I no longer ask to see my wife’s live broadcast every day, I just want to see my wife more often, and I’m satisfied! 】

[I said why I felt like eating shit today. It turned out to be the beginning of happiness between my wife and me (love) (kiss)]

[Are the two people upstairs trying to steal my wife? Let’s fight! 】

[If you win, let Brother Ji fight, right? I don't! 】

What a reassuring feeling.

You Mengzhi suppressed the urge to make a fool of himself and coughed twice. Before he started to speak, the sound of a familiar expression spread throughout the live broadcast room.

【Ehehehe! The anchor has only been online for thirty seconds! Did it refresh the historical record of seeking hexagrams? 】

[Isn’t it? This person didn't even buy a gift. Doesn't it count as a hexagram? 】

That’s right, there is no hexagram gold.

It is said that this person is an old fan of You Mengzhi, but the other party does not know how to give Gua Jin.

If he was a new fan, he came over thirty seconds after the broadcast started and even applied for a live broadcast connection.
It's a bit strange indeed.

You Mengzhi looked at the barrage that flashed past out of curiosity, pondered for a moment, and accepted the application due to the other party's persistence.

The person on the other end didn't see anyone's face, so he heard his voice first. There was a somewhat vague voice, asking urgently:

"Anchor, do you know what seven hundred minus six hundred is?"

This small copy is also fun, don’t miss it hehehe