No wonder Ye Qingyun had such speculation.
It's really too outrageous for these two things to appear in this world.
fan?
Micro-wave oven?
Besides Fuyun Mountain, where else in the world can these things be tinkered with?
The only possibility is that there is a time traveler similar to Ye Qingyun.
Only time travelers can create these things.
When he thought of this, Ye Qingyun felt a little happy and a little uneasy.
There are also some mixed emotions.
Depend on!
Am I, Ye Qingyun, not a unique time traveler?
Just when Ye Qingyun was thinking wildly.
Zhang Wenzai and others all looked at Ye Qingyun in unison.
"Master Ye? Do you recognize this treasure?"
Ye Qingyun shook his head.
"do not know."
Zhang Wenzai was slightly startled.
"Do you really not know Mr. Ye?"
"Well, I don't know him."
"Why don't Mr. Ye come closer and take a look."
"No, I really don't know you."
"All right."
Ye Qingyun sat on the pure gold Taishi chair with an indifferent expression.
He doesn't want to be in the limelight anymore.
Too troublesome.
If it weren't for that bitch Qi Lianyou shouting just now, Ye Qingyun wouldn't even bother to stand up.
"Holy Son, do you really not recognize this treasure?"
Huikong came over and asked again.
Ye Qingyun rolled his eyes at him.
I thought to myself that it was just you, a bald donkey, who talked so much that this bitch beside you heard me.
Ye Qingyun ignored Huikong.
But Huikong nodded thoughtfully.
Then he stood up immediately.
"Everyone, the Holy Son actually knows the origin of this treasure, but your understanding is too low. The Holy Son is very disappointed, so I don't plan to tell you anymore."
Ye Qingyun "???"
He was immediately shocked.
Holy shit!
What are you talking nonsense about when you suddenly stand up?
I didn’t tell you this either, right?
Everyone present looked strange.
Do you think our understanding is too low?
What the hell, your understanding is too low?
You are awesome, why don’t you stand up?
Huikong turned to look at Ye Qingyun, with an expression on his face as if he was asking for credit.
"Holy Son, I have conveyed it to you according to your instructions."
Ye Qingyun frowned and resisted the urge to give this bald donkey a stick.
He took a deep breath.
Speak slowly.
"Huikong, don't speak casually without my instructions from now on."
Huikong nodded repeatedly.
"Don't worry, Holy Son. When the young monk speaks in the future, he will definitely think more carefully and convey the Holy Son's meaning better."
Ye Qingyun ""
This statement still sounds a bit wrong.
Huikong, has this guy been chanting sutras for many years? His mind is so full of chanting?
"Master Ye, since you know the origin of this treasure, don't tease me anymore."
Qi Lianyou said from the side.
"Please also ask Mr. Ye to clear up our doubts."
Xiang Wanshan, the master of Qianjun Fort, said with a smile.
Mu Yangzi also felt itchy in his heart.
"Master Ye, what exactly is this treasure?"
Ye Qingyun was very helpless.
These endless questions made it impossible for him to get off the stage.
The atmosphere is here.
It would be inappropriate if I didn't stand up and say something.
well.
It seems that I, Ye Qingyun, am still too good.
Wherever you go, you can quickly become the center of attention.
It’s so difficult to be a quiet and low-key handsome man.
Ye Qingyun stood up and walked to the microwave oven.
Just about to speak.
Suddenly I realized a problem.
How do I explain microwave ovens to these guys who only know how to practice?
Do we still need to start explaining it from the aspect of electromagnetic waves?
Then I guess even if Ye Qingyun talked about it for three days and three nights, these guys wouldn't understand.
Then you might as well change your approach.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingyun suddenly became enlightened.
All of a sudden, he returned to the field he was good at, cheating!
Ye Qingyun's face
A confident smile appeared.
Everyone present looked at Ye Qingyun and suddenly started to giggle.
To be continued...