"I'm so angry!" As soon as Dong Zhuo returned to his Prime Minister's Mansion, he slammed the table angrily, and the cooked duck flew away.
He participated in the immortal's answer questions by himself, and the only thing he gained so far was the fairy book on chemistry. Even Yuan Shao was better than him now!
"Come here, play music and dance!" Dong Zhuo shouted, deciding to watch the dancers dance to cheer up his mood.
At this moment, a mechanical voice exactly like the one in the answering space sounded in Dong Zhuo's mind.
"Ding, it's been detected that Dong Zhuo is in the idle stage. Candidate Dong Zhuo should be punished as soon as possible by copying "The Analects of Confucius" a hundred times!"
As the voice sounded, a brand new "The Analects" and the Four Treasures of the Study suddenly appeared on the table next to Dong Zhuo for Dong Zhuo's use.
Dong Zhuo almost cried when he looked at the thick "The Analects of Confucius" and the Four Treasures of the Study beside him. The reward was gone, and now he still had to copy the books!
Dong Zhuo rolled his eyes and said to himself: "Anyway, the Immortal has no rules about when to copy. It's not too late for me and my dancers to have fun together." Dong Zhuo felt that he had found the Immortal's loophole.
Not long after, several dancers began to dance in front of Dong Zhuo, and Dong Zhuo's heart was filled with excitement.
"Ding, it has been detected that candidate Dong Zhuo has an improper attitude, and the punishment will be enforced!" A mechanical voice sounded in Dong Zhuo's mind again.
At this moment, Dong Zhuo's expression suddenly changed. He found that his body was out of control and he couldn't even ask for help!
Dong Zhuo, who was forcibly punished, leaned against the dancer, stood with his waist bent, and began to pick up a brush and copy the "Analects of Confucius" stroke by stroke, with an extremely serious attitude.
The dancers who were dancing all wondered what happened to Dong Zhuo. Why did he suddenly pick up the book? Could it be that the punishment of the immortal had begun? But they did not dare to stop without the order of the Prime Minister and continued to sing and dance.
Dong Zhuo almost cried inside. How could he directly control my body like this? I didn't say I wouldn't copy it!
So there was a strange scene in the prime minister's palace. Dong Zhuo was copying books, and the dancer behind him was dancing non-stop.
"What is the Prime Minister doing?" Li Ru asked the guard at the door. After answering the question, he came to Dong Zhuo from his house to discuss cooperation with Liu Xie, but now he saw this strange scene.
"Back to Mr. Li, Xiangguo was fine at first, but after watching the dancers dancing for a while, he became strange." The guard at the door replied to Li Ru in a low voice, not daring to disturb Dong Zhuo inside with a loud voice.
Hearing what the guard said, Li Ru instantly figured out what was going on. It was probably the immortal's punishment that had begun. The immortal's methods were indeed so terrifying. Even Xiangguo, who didn't like reading, was punished by the immortal.
"Hey!" Li Ru sighed, waved his hand for the dancers to go down, and then quietly closed the door to Dong Zhuo, leaving Dong Zhuo to copy the book quietly.
Mr. Xiangguo has answered so many wrong questions and has so many books to copy, so he is very busy in a short period of time.
Dong Zhuo knew what was happening in the outside world, but what could he do? His body was out of control, and he couldn't speak even if he wanted to.
In this way, Dong Zhuo was left standing and copying books for nearly an hour and a half, until dinner time.
"Ding, the meal time is half an hour. Candidate Dong Zhuo is asked to continue copying for punishment after eating!"
As soon as the voice in his mind fell, Dong Zhuo regained his freedom.
"Oh, we are so exhausted!" Dong Zhuo, who had just regained his freedom, immediately collapsed on the ground and kneaded his legs and waist. If it weren't for the immortal controlling his body, he would have collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.
Such a fat immortal has no idea of his size, so he asked us to stand and copy books!
"Prime Minister, please have a meal!" At this time, several maids brought the food to the room and invited Dong Zhuo to have a meal.
"Don't eat, don't eat!"
"Come here, squeeze your legs and give me a thumbs-up on your waist!" Dong Zhuo impatiently waved his hand and asked someone to take away the food and wine. By the way, he pointed to a pretty maid and asked him to come and massage him. The immortal was tossing him like this.
He has no appetite at all, and the rest time is only half an hour. He just wants to take a good rest now.
"It's the Prime Minister." The maid replied softly without refusing. All the maids in the Prime Minister's Mansion who were a little bit pretty had been favored by Dong Zhuo.
The maid's delicate hands gently massaged Dong Zhuo.
Dong Zhuo, on the other hand, was lying on the ground with a look of enjoyment on his face. This is the time our family should enjoy. It would be great if there was no punishment from the immortals.
The maid's massage was very comfortable, and Dong Zhuo lay on the ground and fell asleep dreaming sweetly.
Half an hour passed quickly.
"Ding, the meal time is over and it's not the rest time yet, so the mandatory punishment will continue!"
The mechanical voice sounded in Dong Zhuo's mind again.
Dong Zhuo suddenly stood up when he saw Dong Zhuo sleeping, with his eyes closed tightly, he walked to the table like a zombie, picked up his brush and continued to copy "The Analects of Confucius".
"Ah! There is a ghost!" Dong Zhuo's appearance frightened the maid, and she ran out with a scream.
"Lulu!" Dong Zhuo was instantly awakened by the scream. He shook his head to wake himself up. When he woke up, Dong Zhuo immediately saw that his body began to copy books uncontrollably, thinking that he still had so many books.
To copy, Dong Zhuo felt that his life was getting more and more hopeless!
Soon the maid's screams attracted countless guards.
"Everyone, please go down, Mr. Xiangguo is studying!" Seeing that Dong Zhuo had nothing to do, the housekeeper left only two guards outside the door. The others all went back to perform their duties. This is the punishment of an immortal. They are just mortals and there is nothing they can do.
Help the Prime Minister.
This copying continued until Haishi (10 p.m.), and then Dong Zhuo was let go to rest.
The next morning at 6 o'clock in the morning, Dong Zhuo was once again forced to get up and start copying books!
The same thing happened in other places. For example, Zhang Fei, Xiahou Dun, Ji Ling, etc. who were left by Liu Bei to look after his family in Pingyuan County were all like Dong Zhuo. They ignored the punishment at first, but later began to have their bodies controlled and forced to copy books.
This kind of day lasted for three days. During these three days, they discovered the immortal's loophole. As long as you are doing serious things, such as practicing martial arts and military training, the immortal will not force them to copy books. The control of the body also belongs to them.
But if you sit around drinking and dancing, punishments will begin to be enforced no matter where you are.
So during this period, Dong Zhuo, Zhang Fei, Xiahou Dun and others were frantically looking for things to do. They would practice martial arts and military training when they had nothing to do. They would rather be tired than copy books, but how could the immortal punishment let them escape so easily?
You can escape the first grade of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth grade.
"Ding, Lu Bu's destiny has been completely changed. The dungeon of Shooting Halberds at the Gate has been opened, and everyone can challenge it!"
On the fourth day before answering the question, a voice from the sky interrupted everyone. After the three heroes fought against Lu Bu, the copy of Yuanmen Shooting Halberd was also opened!
