Mountain and Sea Museum

female?Girl girl girl girl... Goddess?

Ji Meng was dumbfounded, he lowered his head and looked at himself up and down, then touched it again, heaved a sigh of relief, and said: "Dong Jun, I am a male god, didn't you read it yesterday?"

"..." I don't want to recall the size I saw yesterday.

Moreover, why does a male god have a fairy face full of fairy spirit, and his voice is soft and neutral, it is easy for people to misunderstand his gender, okay? ! !

Ji Meng looked at him wronged.

"Forget it." Ling Muyu waved his hands weakly, and decided to cook a big meal to calm himself down. "You are so good, pleasing to the eye, and beautiful to eat. At least better than the leader."

"Oh." Ji Meng was still wronged, what's wrong with his faucet?Obviously very powerful and majestic!

Ling Muyu continued to walk forward, didn't take a few steps, backed up on the spot, and looked at Ji Meng across the artificial lake.

Ling Muyu looked at Ji Meng, who looked back foolishly.

The Fat Bird and the Fat Snake came out of the "bedroom", you gave me a wing, and I gave you a kick. The smoke and dust came to the side of the artificial lake. One bird and one snake saw the strange scenery on both sides of the artificial lake. In this scene, they even forgot to fight. They retreated a few meters and huddled together to gossip.

Fat Relic Bird: "What are Xiaoyu and Mengmeng doing?"

Fat Yi Snake: "You are stupid, looking across the lake!"

Fat Relic Bird: "I know they are looking at each other across the lake, but why are they looking at each other and not talking?"

Fat Yi Snake: "emmmm, do you think they are planning to sing a folk song? The movie we watched a few days ago was a man and a woman who watched it for a long time across a river, and then started singing. Xiaoyu said, It's a folk song."

Fat Relic Bird: "What are you doing to Folk Song?"

Fat Yi Snake: "Courtship..."

Courtship? ? ?

One snake and one bird seemed to have discovered a big secret, looked at each other in shock, and then scrambled to find their friends to gossip.

Over there, the two who were facing each other across the lake finally made a move. Ling Muyu beckoned to Jimeng to come over, and the latter leaped over from the lake.

Ling Muyu circled Ji Meng clockwise and counterclockwise, pulling at his smooth black hair, pulling at his hand, and patting his chest twice.

Seeing this scene, the monsters who were called by the two fat ones to gossip together rolled into a ball in the distance, feeling that their outlook on monster life was shattered.

"Ahhhhh... what is Xiaoyu doing to Mengmeng?"

"What are you doing again?" Stupid early in the morning.

Dan Xiao's voice appeared behind the demons, and the demons were startled, and quickly piled up like an arhat into a tall pile, firmly covering the curator's sight.

Dan Xiao: "..."

"Curator! Good morning!" All the monsters roared in unison, very angry, I believe their voices can be heard ten miles away, well, the two by the lake must be able to hear them too.

Aww~~~~ Xiaoyu, we can only help you so far, we won't tell the curator about you molesting him and touching his chest.

So, can you double the snacks today, hehehe!

Dan Xiao stopped complaining about the stupidity of monsters for a long time. When being stupid became a daily routine, he didn't want to make complaints about his daily routine, so he immediately bypassed the monster pile and continued to move forward.

The pile of monsters quickly moved to the left and continued to block him.

Dan Xiao: "..."

The demons: "..."

Dan Xiao: "What's wrong?"

All the demons: "Haha, curator, what do you think of our look?"

"...too stupid."

"Whoa, whoa..."

"What are you doing? Is this some kind of strange performance art?" Ling Muyu's voice came from behind the monsters.

The monsters dispersed with a clatter, glanced at Ling Muyu, then at Ji Meng behind him, hesitated to speak.

Ling Muyu was used to the monsters' brains twitching from time to time, walked around them and walked to Dan Xiao, and said pleasantly: "Dan Xiao, I came up with a brilliant idea, our museum is most suitable for Ji Meng's work."

"What is it?" Dan Xiao asked.

The monsters were curious, and Ji Meng also looked over curiously.

Ling Muyu announced the answer: "Image spokesperson."

Ji Meng & monsters: "Huh?"

Fu Zhu, a senior curator, expressed his objection: "Isn't the image of our museum the curator? How can the image of Ji Meng represent our museum?"

Ling Muyu explained patiently: "The curator is the curator. If we make the image of his god deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, we can't allow this image to be contaminated with too many commercial things. God, of course, is extraordinary and refined. Ordinary Museums will design their own mascots, but there are few spokespersons, so we will do the opposite and stand out from many museums."

"Then why is Ji Meng the spokesperson?" Feng Huang asked.

"That's right, I am also a god, and I am also extraordinary!" Ji Meng was dissatisfied.

"It's fine for us to have an extraordinary one. The others must be vulgar, otherwise how can we make money? What can we eat and drink if we don't have money?" Ling Muyu put on a serious face, especially the overbearing administrator, then walked to Ji Meng and pointed at his Face, "Look at this fairy-like face of a goddess. It is beautiful, fairy-like and in line with the mainstream aesthetics. It is absolutely unisex, and it is very in line with the fairyland positioning of our museum. With a spokesperson, it is convenient to carry out more commercial activities. , to attract more people to the museum to play, to buy peripherals, to manage a big IP, and all kinds of investment are not at hand, so we have more money."

more money? ! !

money = eat

More money = more food

The monsters figured out the causal relationship, and couldn't agree with the administrator any more. They all rushed to Ji Meng, wishing they could immediately carry him out for human exhibition.

Ji Meng was shocked: "Hey, what are you doing? I didn't say that I agreed to be a salt bearer."

The monsters said wittily: "You owe us 100 million, and you can't help but disagree."

Ling Mu looked at Dan Xiao happily: "I have a good idea."

Dan Xiao patted his head: "Very good."

The administrator got the compliment, proud of himself, and said to the monsters: "Go and make some fairy clothes for Ji Meng, um...it's better than that of the heroine in "Tian Yao Ji" we watched last month." Clothes are even better."

"Okay." The monsters readily agreed, but felt wrong after a while: "Heroine, heroine?"

"That's right." The administrator nodded as a matter of course, "The female spokesperson is more friendly and friendly than the male spokesperson."

The monsters didn't understand this, but they thought that Xiaoyu was right and everything Xiaoyu said was right, so they said yes loudly and picked up Jimeng to measure him.

Ji Meng yelled in a panic: "Let go, or I'll get angry. I don't want to wear women's clothing, I'm a male god..."

The monsters were all grinning and chattering, "If you want to make a fuss, you'll owe us more money. Maybe you won't be able to pay it back until you fall hahahahaha..."

The little monsters hid aside and watched the big monsters tossing the God of Ji Meng, and their worship of the big monsters was like a torrent of river water—even the gods dared to toss, and they were worthy of being the ancient big monsters.

Looking back on his divine life, Ji Meng felt that the thing he regretted the most was that he was so stupid that he used a flood of water instead of saying hello. Why couldn't he say "Long time no see" back then?

Otherwise, how could you have fallen into this field today?

"Hey, is that enough? I'm much better with my hair ripped off, it hurts!"

"Don't worry, we'll tie it up right away."

"Hey, here's another tuft of hair, comb it quickly."

"No, Xiaoyu said, if you want to be ecstatic, you have to put half of your hair down."

"Then you can't let go of the tuft of hair on the top of your head!"

"That's right, it looks like a lunatic on TV."

"Manman, half of you are female, why can't you even brush your hair well?"

"Fuck you, which bird have you ever seen tie up its hair?"

Ji Meng looked hopeless, letting the monsters toss his hair.

Most of the claws of the monsters are relatively dexterous, especially the harpies, who are very good at making clothes, and naturally they can also make a few jewelry.

That's right, the monsters have never combed a woman's hair style, and they still have to meet the administrator's requirements for fairy air, so they have been experimenting with Ji Meng's head for several days.

At first, Ji Meng got impatient with being pulled by their hair, so he turned his head back into a dragon's head, but the monsters dared to pretend to be pitiful and tell Dong Jun that he didn't cooperate!

Ji Meng was so angry that he wanted to... just want to flood the museum! !

Really give these bastards a "mountain and sea" museum! ! !

Of course, this is just thinking about it, Zunshen and Dongjun's faint "one million" made him come back to his sanity in an instant.

Now it's the monsters tormenting him, Zunshen Dongjun threatening him, and even the one-year-old Little Douding Demon Lord laughing at him, although those little monsters dare not laugh face to face, but he just feels that the little monster is definitely behind his back I snickered.

So angry!

To be a god and pretend to be a goddess, Ji Meng felt that he, the god of rain, really lost all dignity.

If it hadn't been for the sudden fall, he would have to find the sudden no matter what, and go back to the night a few days ago, resolutely not to foolishly release the water.

"When will you guys be able to comb Ji Mengmeng's hair?" Ling Muyu was worried about the efficiency of the monsters, "Our new commercial is still waiting to be filmed. If we don't shoot today, it will be next Monday." went."

Ji Meng: "My name is Ji Meng, not Ji Mengmeng."

Ling Muyu explained: "Ji Mengmeng is your stage name. It's not easy to have the same name as an ancient god when you go out and walk in the rivers and lakes. You will be ridiculed by the crowd."

Ji Meng: "I am that ancient god!!!"

Ling Muyu: "Yes, we all know, but human beings don't know! We human beings only believe in science now, and don't believe in feudal superstition."

Zhang Shan, who came back from the completion of the three halls and one hall, was scribbling to find design inspiration for the Haijing hall. When he heard what Brother Ling said, he immediately agreed: "After the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals are not allowed to become spirits."

Ji Meng pointed at the majestic tiger who was playing with Ming Huo: "Then what is this?" They have opened up their spiritual wisdom, and they will be able to cultivate a human form in a few years.

All the demons: "Tiger!"

The prestige raised his head: "Wow~Wow~"

Ming Huo pulled Wei Feng's ears, raised his head and said to Ji Meng in a childish voice: "Stupid stupid stupid! Stupid!"

Dan Xiao looked at Ming Huo with great interest: "Now I can say two words."

The confused chubby face was vigilant, with an expression of "I'm a child, don't do anything to me, or the police will arrest you".

Ling Muyu laughed loudly, rubbed Ming Huo's head, and rubbed Xiao Douding, who was less than one year old, tottering.

The monsters laughed and staggered.

Ji Meng also took the opportunity to laugh at his current short hands and feet.

Ming Huo grabbed the majestic tiger's fur and thought to himself: Don't be complacent, when I grow up...