Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

"So you tease me like this?"

The man shook his chin fiercely and questioned in an ominous tone

"Didn't you start it first? Why are you blaming me now?"

Wen Baixu fell to the ground, looked at him indifferently, and rubbed his chin.

"Sharp-tongued..."

The man threw off his wide robe, turned his back to Wen Baixu, and slowly walked towards the white jade throne.

"Did he teach you this?"

"Who?"

When he heard it suddenly, he couldn't even tell what it was. Wen Baixu blurted out

"Why, he didn't even tell you his name? Or did you not try to remember it?"

This statement seemed to blame him, but it also seemed to be mixed with a bit of dissatisfaction.

"Who are you talking about? What do you mean I didn't remember it carefully? Tell me..."

"Hmph~ Tell you, why should I tell you, you are......"

"Yes... I am nothing. I am just a passerby you know, but I also work hard. I try to do everything well just for..."

"for what?"

The person on the throne asked in a deep voice

"Of course... it's to become someone who can help those who are walking together."

"Do you think you are such a person?"

Wen Baixu's originally gloomy face suddenly broke down.

"Of course not, what are you talking about? Don't think that just because you are a half-immortal, you can't underestimate my determination."

"Half-Immortal? Who told you that?"

"Who said that? No one said that."

Wen Baixu showed a puzzled look on his face. He tilted his head and thought for a while, then pointed at the person on the throne and said, "You... haven't ascended yet? Doesn't that mean... ah ah ah ~ mmm"

A strong air current came from behind the curtain and hit him again, almost sweeping him away.

After a while, the airflow finally stopped. The man who was blown back a few steps stood up, then walked forward a few steps angrily and stretched out his hand towards him.

"you......"

"Not convinced? Continue?"

"Oh~~~Forget it"

The bitter tone instantly turned into displeasure when he lowered his head. He muttered for a while and then returned to his quiet state.

"How do you know those things..."

After a moment of silence in the hall, the man's voice sounded again, but his question was inexplicable, at least in Wen Baixu's mind.

"what?"

The hall returned to silence, as if no one had ever spoken.

Wen Baixu waited there for a while, and seeing that he had no intention of speaking, he rolled his eyes and immediately thought of the trial.

"Are you asking about the trial?"

"Then what do you think I'm asking?"

From his cold tone, it seems that I can't tell why he is so interested in this matter.

"This...can I not say it?"

"Why don't you say it? Are you hiding something? Or... did you seek help from someone else?"

“With external force? Aaaaaah~”

Before Wen Baixu could finish his words, he felt a sudden force on his neck that pulled him in front of the curtain.

"Ahem~ What are you doing?"

The person behind the curtain leaned back in his seat, looking at him with a piercing gaze.

"What...what do you want to do?"

Sensing the dangerous gaze, Wen Baixu crossed his arms and looked at the person behind the curtain with vigilance.

"I don't want to do anything, but it's really a shame that someone like you can still get his favor. "

The dissatisfaction in his tone finally showed up.

Wen Baixu glanced at the curtain, pouted, and pointed at his nose.

"Why, what's wrong with me? Please explain clearly. Why can't I win their favor? Am I missing a nose or an eye? Why..."

"You have small eyes, are not good-looking, have no ability, are stubborn, cowardly, and easily influenced..."

"stop stop"

Wen Baixu stretched out his hand to interrupt the voice, looked at him with a hurt face, and covered his heart with one hand.

"My dear, I am so heartbroken."

"Heart-wrenching? My best friend? You are talking nonsense. I don't know what you are talking about."

For the first time, a trace of doubt appeared on the calm face of the man behind the curtain.

"Well, okay, I admit that what you said makes sense, but that's not why you said he has poor taste..."

"But he is..."

"No... Although I am not very good-looking, dating is not just about appearance. A person's inner heart is also very important. Look, if you make a good friend who is a wolf in human skin, what will you do?"

"Then just kill him. I am capable of doing that."

"But things won't be alleviated by his death. Take the one in our trial for example. If I was like you and paid more attention to appearance instead of the means and methods of doing things, do you think we could have gotten out of it? What if he was just an embroidered pillow?"

Wen Baixu spread out his hands and shook them, turned his back unhappily, and sat on the steps.

"What about you? Are you an embroidered pillow?"

The man's tone was no longer a straight line, but had a hint of playfulness.

“I don’t think I am”

"Tell me"

Wen Baixu looked down at his hands and counted his fingers.

"First: I have always had good luck. Yes, luck is also a part of strength."

"Um"

"Second, my sense of smell is also very sensitive. At least I smelled the slight stench during the trial."

"Third, I have a first-rate comprehension ability, and I can analyze the causes and consequences in an orderly manner..."

[Host, do you have any shame? You really are bullying him without knowing it...]

"Do not know what is this?"

The man's voice came from behind the curtain again, but this time his tone was full of doubt.

Wen Baixu was shocked when he heard this. He quickly made a joke to fool the man and continued to count the

“Fourth: I am very adaptable and polite to others.”

"Fifth, I can take care of myself and cook for myself..."

"Then can you make magnolia soup?"

"what?"

Wen Baixu stood there in a daze for a moment, staring at the ground without blinking.

"Qionghua soup, what is that?"

"Hmph~ Didn't you say that you have a first-rate understanding? Then try to understand it yourself, or you are deceiving me with what you just said."

The sharp gaze attacked him again, like an eagle about to catch its prey, wanting to bite him to death.

"Uh, well... no... no, no, I'm just asking casually."

"That's great. I'll give you two hours now. After two hours, I'll try it to see if what you said is true."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a gentle feeling. When he opened his eyes again, Wen Baixu found himself outside the palace, at the gate.

Wen Baixu couldn't help scratching his head and thinking about what to do. At this moment, a petal fell on his head. He reached out to take it, and saw a soft and slightly yellow petal lying in the palm of the boy's hand. The boy took a closer look and a fragrance came to his nose...