my hungry husband

An Le stared at the bronze statue of Wen Quxing, and rubbed the bump on her head.

The Tianquan Xingjun in the Big Dipper is also called Wenquxing. Wenquxing is in charge of literary affairs and protects scholars all over the world.In ancient times, scholars always wanted to achieve their own revenge by passing the imperial examinations, and only by writing well can they do well in the imperial examinations. Wenqu Xingjun was in charge of writing articles, so students often prayed to Wenquxing for good fame.

Wenqu Xingjun in this temple looks like a middle-aged man, wearing a scarf on his head, holding a pen and ink in his hand, full of bookishness, looking kind and respectable.

So... this kind Xingjun hit him with a pen just now!

An Le was very unconvinced.

People call people who are astonishingly talented and talented as the reincarnation of Wenquxing, and they also say that every number one scholar has been enlightened by Wenquxing during reincarnation.

Why did An Ziyue only take the No.3 exam after being enlightened?

An Le looked at Wen Quxing and thought confidently, isn't it normal for him to have this doubt?

Another ball popped out from the scroll in Wen Quxing's left hand and hit An Le on the forehead.

An Le lowered his head to pick up the thing that hit him, and saw that it was a crumpled piece of paper. He opened the paper and read the words on it: "Playful."

An Le: "..."

Just as he was looking down at the writing, the second ball of paper hit him on the head, and An Le looked again, and it read: "Gluttony."

...So even though An Ziyue had been enlightened, she didn't get the first prize because she was too playful and greedy.

This An Ziyue is quite like my generation.

An Le thought to himself, Grandpa Wen Quxing looked easy to talk to, but his requirements were really high, just like his primary school teacher.

"Crack!" The entire scroll in Wen Quxing's hand fell on An Le's head.

Wow, this fairy is so stingy, An Le was afraid that he would lose something again, so he quickly folded his hands together and bowed to the bronze statue: "Master Xingjun has a lot, don't be as knowledgeable as a playful and gluttonous person like me, from now on , I must study hard and make progress every day.”

When An Le raised his head, all the pens and books that beat him were returned to the bronze statue. Wen Quxing stood there dignifiedly, looking into the distance, as if nothing had happened.

An Le: "..."

If the bronze statue does these things, it must be the manifestation of Wenquxing.An Le is not surprised at this matter, since there will be ghosts, there must be gods, but it is difficult to see the gods, but this Tianquan Xingjun has an "approachable" personality, which may be the reason why he can appear in the temple .

From the side, the world in the mirror is also a spiritual world, but An Ziyue is an ordinary person at this time, and it is not so easy to run into ghosts.

With this adventure, An Le ran into Xingjun Temple to play whenever he had time.

Anyway, this is the world of mirrors, and parents are far away. It is really difficult for those peers to talk and quote scriptures, and Anle dare not offend others. He is afraid that if he says the wrong thing, he will be killed. So Kong came to this temple to vomit bitterness.

"Work is really tiring. I haven't graduated yet. Why do I come here to be a social animal?" An Le took out two bags of food, one with red bean cakes and the other with shredded radish balls. I don’t know how to write articles, but fortunately I’m smart, and I can fool you a little bit by drawing from gourds.”

Anyway, there was no one, and An Le didn't bother to hold back his tone. He said whatever he wanted to say. The god in front of him didn't respond at all except when he said bad things. An Le felt very relieved and relaxed.

Anle bought red bean cakes and shredded radish balls from a shop on the street, and brought them in oiled paper. He found a place in the temple to sit down, and talked to Wen Quxing while eating.

The red bean cake is sweet, soft like velvet inside, and crispy on the outside; shredded radish meatballs are deep-fried, shredded radish, wrapped in minced meat and fried together with starch, it is salty, fresh and greasy. Eat it alternately with red bean cakes one at a time, just one word cool.Anyway, there was no one here, there was only one fairy, and there was no need to pay attention to the appearance, An Le became sleepy after eating, so he just raised his legs and squinted his eyes and took a nap.

Half of the snacks were not finished yet, and the faint oily, sweet and greasy smell wafted out of the oily paper bag, which seemed to have a calming effect, and An Le fell asleep in this scent.

When he woke up, he stretched his waist and said lazily, "Thank you Xing Guan for allowing me to sleep."

An Le stretched his muscles and bones, and was about to go back. He reached for his snack bag and was taken aback when he grabbed it.

The bag is empty.

He stared at the oil paper bag in disbelief. Before he fell asleep, there was definitely half of the food in it.

So here comes the question, he couldn't have fallen asleep and sleepwalked and ate things, and no one else had entered the temple, so who ate his red bean cakes and small balls?

An Le looked up at Wenqu Xingjun.

An Le: "...If you want to eat, just say so."

This Xing Jun also said that An Ziyue was greedy, so he also stole other people's food.

Just as An Le thought about this, he quickly raised his hand to protect his head, and said: "Xing Jun, please don't hit me. Hey, you said that you are too common, and you want to eat. Say hello to me soon? Next time I will Bring you something delicious."

When An Le came again, he specially brought offerings, such as pancakes, silver rolls, beef sauce, and even put a jug of wine in front of the bronze statue. He arranged the food and looked at the bronze statue, but the bronze statue didn't respond.An Le thought for a while and left the temple, and then went back to check after a while. The food was swept away, leaving only the empty jug and saucer.

Lord Xingjun is too embarrassed to eat in front of him.

From then on, An Le brought some food to worship Xingjun in the temple from time to time, but every time the food disappeared.

An Le just lived in the capital for a while. He didn't understand the meaning of coming to the mirror world this time. It seemed that everything was going smoothly. At this moment, An Le received a letter from his hometown.

The letters are much easier to understand than those documents. An Le reads them word by word, and they are nothing more than what his father told him about his career and his mother nagged about life.

The catastrophe of An Ziyue was mentioned again in the letter, and the mother was very worried, so she went all the way to the Taoist temple to ask for a safe talisman, and sent it along with the letter, repeatedly telling her son to be careful.

An Le received the peace talisman on her body, thoughtfully, and went to Wenqu Xingjun Temple with the letter.

An Le stood in front of Xing Jun's bronze statue, carefully looked at Wen Quxing, and felt that he seemed to have gained weight.

An Le rubbed his chin, put the food he had brought in front of the bronze statue, and bowed to the Wenqu Xing Statue, muttering words in his mouth.

"Are Xingjun's snacks delicious? If they are delicious, you can eat more. I will continue to bring them to you, but..." He smiled and winked at Wenquxing, and said, "Since I have eaten so much, I have something to do. Please Xingjun help me, Xingjun should not refuse, right?"

Wen Quxing: "..."

This is the so-called short hand for taking people and short mouth for eating people.

An Le said: "My mother said that the fortune teller told me that I was destined for a catastrophe, and that after I got through this catastrophe safely, I would be able to make a fortune. Geography, I can definitely figure it out, so tell me some more."

After An Le finished speaking, she waited for Wen Qu Xing to appear, but after a long time there was no movement, An Le continued to say good things: "Mr. Xing is not so stingy, just remind me so that I can prepare in advance."

Wen Quxing still didn't respond.

An Le pretended to be angry, picked up the food in front of the bronze statue and left, saying, "If you don't help, there will be nothing to eat."

Even so, the temple is still quiet, as long as An Le does not speak, there will be no sound.

An Le had no choice but to put the food back and said, "Okay, okay, I'm not that stingy, I'll give you something to eat." He said, "I know that secrets must not be revealed, if you are too embarrassing, forget it."

He left the food, sighed, packed up, and prepared to leave.

He just turned around when something fell in front of him with a "snap".

An Le froze for a moment, bent down to pick up the thing, put it in his hand, and saw that it was Wen Quxing's pen.

It's just that the pen on the bronze statue is made of copper, but this one is a genuine brush.

An Le raised his head and looked at the bronze statue. Wen Quxing was still holding a pen in his hand. How did An Le get it?

An Le held the writing brush, with the Big Dipper engraved on the barrel of the pen, just holding it like this, a wave of aura was transmitted from the palm of the hand to the body.

An Le immediately understood that this might be Wen Quxing's magic weapon. Although Wen Quxing didn't point out his disaster, he gave him a magic weapon to help him tide over the difficulties.

Anle was overjoyed, and quickly said: "Thank you Xingjun! Xingjun is so kind, I will give you something to eat in the future, and after I survive the catastrophe, I will make this temple bigger, so that your incense will be strong, forever Don’t worry about not having offerings to eat!”

Wen Quxing didn't answer, An Le bowed to the bronze statue three times again, and then left holding the pen.

When he got home, he took out the brush at night and looked at the brush carefully. The stars engraved on the barrel of the brush were shining brightly, making the whole body of the brush look like a sky.The seven stars on it shine like bright lights. After looking at it for a long time, I just feel that the ink is like an endless black sky. Those stars are like magnificent rhetoric. Holding the pen even the chest becomes vast, which makes people want to write quickly.

An Le didn't know how to use this pen. He took the pen holder and dipped some ink, trying to write on paper.Although his characters crawling like dogs are still crawling like dogs, every time he writes a character, ink lotuses flow out from the tip of the pen. The ink blots on the paper are dotted, as if there are waves rippling.

An Le was stunned.

He had seen this kind of ink lotus before, on Yan Zhinan's keyboard.

How is this going?

An Le held the pen in a daze for a long time, thinking about countless possibilities, and finally washed the bristles of the brush with clean water silently.

While cleaning, he continued to be in a trance, and suddenly felt a huge suction force coming from the water tank for washing pens, pulling him into the tank.

Fuck, are you going back now?He hasn't figured out how to use the magic weapon yet!

Then he stood in front of the mirror in the college toilet sink.

An Le stared at herself in the mirror for a few seconds, then immediately turned around and ran out with her schoolbag on her back.

He had a strong idea that he was going to find Yan Zhinan.

Just as An Le ran around the corner, someone grabbed her by the collar and stopped her pace.

"Why are you running in the academy again? I told you it was dangerous."

An Le turned her head to see that Jun Yi was looking at him with a half-smile and half-smile. ...,,