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

[Ah? This... Oh! Voice-changing pills, but there aren't many of them.]

The system chirped in his mind, but the boy was not impatient. Instead, he said patiently: "This is a trick to deal with that person in the early stage. It can also save the trouble of not being able to change his face. You can use the sound to fool him..."

[No matter how you try to fool me, I am not a fool]

"But his intention is to help me, otherwise why would he come up with such a bad idea? He must be asking for something he can't get, so he plays role-playing games to satisfy himself."

What if he relies on you?

The young man pondered for a moment after hearing this. He leaned against the broom, tilted his head and thought for a while. Suddenly, he put his palms together and said, "Then I'll just take it one step at a time. I won't lose my life. It would be best if I can get all his stuff, but at worst I have to learn how to save my life. This way, my trip is not in vain."

As he said this, he stood up and started sweeping again with the broom.

The little system in his mind seemed to mutter something again, but Wen Baixu didn't pay attention at all, just looking forward to a better future...

One side was beautiful, but the other side was covered with dark clouds. Beside a cliff, a figure wearing the clothes of an outer sect disciple appeared behind a tree, and on the other side, there seemed to be a long row of wheelchair ruts on the ground, but they were just shallow ruts.

"How was the talk with them?"

A woman's arrogant voice sounded

"My Lord, I messed up."

The person standing behind the tree heard the words and slapped the person who was speaking on the face. In an instant, a red slap mark appeared on her face.

"You're useless. You can't even win over one person. What's the use of you? I don't even know why my father sent you in..."

He glared at her angrily.

"Young Master, please calm down... I have tried my best, but if we want to win them over, words alone will not work. The most important thing is to have something practical, and for this, Young Master..."

"Pa" There was another crisp slap sound, and the person kneeling on the ground lowered his head without daring to move, waiting silently.

"Of course I will ask for it, but you also have to get the information for me. It would be best if you could get some secrets."

"But young master...I can't touch anything in the outer sect, and..."

The man kneeling on the ground was about to say something but was interrupted.

"I know what you mean. I will arrange a good job for you. When you get there, you should prick up your ears and find out the whereabouts of the 'bead'."

As he spoke, the person hiding behind the tree disappeared as if he had never appeared, leaving only the faint smell of vanilla in the air.

After waiting for a while, the person kneeling on the ground slowly stood up, covering his face, looked around, and then hurriedly disappeared from the spot.

"Brother, if she wants to cooperate with us, why doesn't she come to us herself, but instead sends an irrelevant minion?"

"Would you risk your life to negotiate cooperation with a group of extremely dangerous and aggressive people? And it seems that the person is not the one that person trusts the most, but rather dispensable..."

"Then can we use them to help us..."

The owner of the voice smiled, but another voice interrupted him.

"Use? If you lose more than you gain, who will you cry to?"

He looked at the place where the man left with a sharp eagle-like gaze, and shook his head calmly...

The next day, in front of the quiet hall, a little boy was excitedly walking into the messy small kitchen, which was in sharp contrast to the hall. The boy was dressed as a nanny, wearing a homemade headgear, holding a broom and a rag in his hands, looking at the front with sparkling eyes. He took out a bucket of water and put it outside, took off his outer robe, and rushed to the kitchen while shouting...

At this moment, the entire Juechen Palace could hear the sound of something falling to the ground, especially Feng Jiuming in the back hall.

The man's hearing was extremely sensitive, especially when he entered the fusion stage. As long as he closed his eyes, he could hear the mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, fish and insects around him, and even the slightest breathing sound, let alone such a loud sound.

Just after he had endured it countless times in his heart, he finally opened his eyes with an impatient look in his eyes. Although he was indifferent to everything, this time it was really too noisy.

He turned over, and the silky belt of his underwear slid down with his movements, revealing a muscular chest.

"Wen... Wen Baixu"

Feng Jiu called for a long time, but there was complete silence in the palace. There was no voice of the person who was happy like a little fool every day.

"Wen...Bai...Wen Baixu, come here!"

There was silence for a moment, and there was still no sound in the hall. Feng Jiuming listened to the harsh noise and quickly stood up. He didn't care about his current clothes and walked out of the door angrily.

As soon as I walked to the main hall entrance, I noticed several sneaky figures appearing less than a meter away from me. Among them, two red ones were the most eye-catching.

Feng Jiuming paused and stared at them for a while. He found that they were just looking ahead and not doing anything. He became curious and slowly walked behind them. The beast tapped their shoulders.

"What are you guys doing?"

As the voice sounded, the person standing at the back turned around first. Seeing that the person was Feng Jiuming, he quickly bowed and saluted. He was about to shout out, but was stopped by him.

Instead, he continued to tap on the shoulders of the others. The other one saw that it was him, and although he was not too surprised, he saluted respectfully and pulled the corner of the red clothes in front of him.

"Hey, don't pull my clothes, I'm enjoying watching this. Who would have thought that such a small thing could have such strong hands-on ability... Am I right, Ayuan? When I first saw him, he looked so skinny and pitiful. No wonder Senior Brother Gu..."

"Master...Master-master..."

"What about the head master? He is probably in seclusion again. But don't mention his name here, otherwise..."

"What will happen otherwise..."

A half-smiley voice sounded, and it also revealed the dangerous aura that he feared the most.

"meeting...."

The man in red was about to say something when he was suddenly stunned as if struck by lightning. He turned around stiffly and saw a familiar icy face in front of him.

"Master... Senior Brother"

"Hehe~ Let's talk about it, what will happen..."

There seemed to be a hint of playfulness on the smiling face, and the man in red in front of him trembled in fear and was about to speak.

"Master, please forgive me. I didn't mean to disturb you, but I was worried about Bai Xu. I haven't seen Bai Xu since that day. When we heard from Master that he was in Juechen Palace, we begged him to bring us here. If Master is unhappy, then we disciples..."

"When did I ever say that you are trying to pin a crime on me..."

Although the voice was calm, there was still a sense of majesty rising between the few people...