My doppelganger drama

After chatting with Liu Shi, Fu Kong came to the performance arena at Liu Shi's request to set an example and make a name for himself.

If it were anyone else, he would probably refuse, but Liu Shi also knew Fukong's character very accurately and directly said that he would be his opponent.

The owner of the martial arts hall asked someone to beat him up in public. It is difficult to say whether this publicity can be called positive, but Fukong is indeed very interested in beating Liu Shi openly.

So he agreed.

The result was naturally satisfying to all three parties.

The audience was happy to watch, Fu Kong was happy to beat him, and Liu Shi's goal was probably achieved.

What surprised Fukong was that Liu Shi's skill actually improved. Back then, he was obsessed with martial arts but didn't gain any reputation, and his progress every year was very limited. But now, after arranging various things and putting things aside, probably because his mentality has improved and the burden on him has been reduced, he has once again picked up the martial arts skills of his early years. Learning does mean reviewing the past and learning the new.

It is impossible to truly have an epiphany and become a top martial artist, but it is not a wishful thinking to accumulate a third-rate or even a second-rate master after brewing for a few years.

Fu Kong left him congratulations for the time being.

After that, Fu Kong went to the street market and bought some snacks he liked, ate them casually and went home.

When I got home, I first went to Zhuang He's study room and saw that in the room where a large number of books were piled up, Zhuang He was wearing a loose home robe and sitting on a "throne" made of a pile of books, holding a large tome in his hand. As Shu looked at it, he saw a pair of leather shoes scattered casually on the ground, his slender legs crossed, and one foot swaying gently.

"Tsk." Fukong clicked his tongue without concealing it when he came in and saw Zhuang He like this.

"No smacking!" Zhuang He raised a dark blue and black staff in his hand and pointed at Fu Kong.

"Even at home, you should behave a little better." Fukong sighed. He remembered that he had said this countless times.

"You have always looked down on red tape, but you also like to point fingers at me at home! According to a word you said before, this is a 'double standard'!" Zhuang He had no intention of adjusting his body shape, and even used his fair-skinned eyebrows provocatively. The toes pointed at Fu Kong.

"Of course people have double standards." Fukong turned away and said.

He learned some advanced vocabulary from the troupe leader, and then Zhuang He learned it from him, and finally carried it forward.

Zhuang He smiled, and his figure suddenly turned into stardust and disappeared.

Fu Kong also raised his hands in cooperation, and Zhuang He appeared in front of him and was hugged by him.

"The speed has become faster. Have you improved your teleportation skills?" Fukong looked at the smiling Zhuang He in his arms and asked.

"Actually, it can be faster, but what if I can't catch it if I go faster?"

"I can definitely catch it." Fu Kong said without hesitation.

Zhuang He smiled even more happily when he heard this: "Okay, okay, I like to hear this."

Fukong didn't understand why Zhuang He's mood suddenly soared sometimes when he was chatting about it. In short, it was good that his wife was happy.

Even though I have grown up, I am still as carefree as I was when I was a child.

Zhuang He liked to pile heavy books into chairs, and there was no normal place to sit in the study, so in the end Fu Kong still hugged Zhuang He and sat down on the throne made of knowledge.

"You went to see Liu Shi?"

"Um."

"Is it related to the letter you sent him last time?"

"you know?"

"I know! You know nothing about my intelligence network!" Zhuang He pretended to be profound.

Fukong felt helpless at Zhuang He's performance, and thought for a while and said: "I don't trust the current dynasty. It will definitely require another hand to prepare. I hope the superiors will not push things to that point in the future."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang He suddenly became serious and looked at Fu Kong.

Fu Kong looked at her lightly.

After looking at each other for a moment, Zhuang He said, "Am I going to be the queen?"

"..." Very good, it's my wife's style.

Fu Kong tilted his head, straightened it up and said, "How is it possible...why do you think so?"

"But what you just said is like, if the emperor fails, we will go in and take his throne and make the dynasty great again." Zhuang He finished speaking seriously, but as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh.

Fu Kong's mouth also twitched.

Many times, in order to make his wife happy, I learned a lot of jokes from the troupe leader and told them to Zhuang He. But now he already regrets doing so.

Zhuang He has no respect for the royal family at all.

In fact, Zhuang He has no respect for most things in the world, which may also be the influence of Fu Kong.

If Fu Kong really wants to rebel, she will definitely support it with both hands, and then start discussing how to be the queen.

"Anyway, it's just a little preparation, it'll be fine." Fukong lowered his head and said.

"Is there something you're hiding from me?"

"Yes, a lot." Faced with Zhuang He's question, Fu Kong answered without changing his expression.

"Okay, actually I do too." Zhuang He nodded, and then pretended to whisper in Fu Kong's ear.

"I know, you seem to be more than just a professor at school."

"Humph~." Zhuang He looked arrogant.

"It's okay, there will always be a time when the truth comes out. Since there are obstacles that prevent us from confessing, then one day we will tear down all the barriers and reunite." Fukong said softly.

Zhuang He looked at Fu Kong and couldn't help feeling that his tongue was dry. He licked it lightly and buried his face in Fu Kong's neck.

Fu Kong felt the warm touch on his neck and trembled: "What are you doing again?"

Here we go again, my wife is inexplicably in high spirits.

"It's nothing. Let's have dinner later. Let's go to the house first. Don't refuse. I'm in a hurry..." Zhuang He buried his head and made a dull and depressed voice.

Fu Kong felt something and could only accept it helplessly.

…

the next day.

If you don't finish your meal at night, you can only make up for it at breakfast. Even if both of you don't need to eat, you can maintain your condition, but life requires a sense of ritual.

After bidding farewell to her husband, Zhuang He immediately returned to Dynasty Magic Academy.

The room deep in the great library of the college is a place known to only a few people in the college. It is a forbidden secret of the college, not even known to the dynasty.

Here, the academy explores the deep mysteries of alien magic, and even tries to reach the other side.

Gathered here are the digital elites of the academy, and various instruments with special skills are placed throughout this room.

When Zhuang He arrived, they were adjusting something to a horoscope.

"Zhuang He, get ready, it's time for you to play soon." A gray-haired old man walked out and said to Zhuang He who was coming. He is the dean of the academy, a seeker who has grown old but has not stopped pursuing the mysteries.

Zhuang He nodded slightly and watched this scene silently.

Countless blue starlights were extracted by the astrology device and condensed in the center of the room.

The dim room was illuminated by crystal blue light, reflecting everyone's faces.

The dean took advantage of this moment and said to Zhuang He: "The empire's belief in magic has puzzled me before, but your previous research on the captured imperial magicians has inspired us."

"There may really be gods in this world. Even if the gods do not actively emit power, as long as you pray through faith, you can still borrow power from the mysterious existence."

“We don’t need God to give us power, we just want Him to reveal the secrets to us.”

"But if we don't understand gods, then we can make up gods. Magic is the power of the soul. We must know the source of the belief of the Empire's magicians and we can't be sure whether the chicken or the egg came first."

"It is a difficult road to get in touch with the gods. You are very talented, and the future will be left to you." The dean said to Zhuang He.

Zhuang He was distracted most of the time. The old dean did not have much time left. During this period, he became particularly nagging, repeating some words many times.

At this moment, the swaying starlight over there was finally fixed.

A scholar turned around and came over and said, "That's enough, Professor Zhuang."

Zhuang He nodded, then set off and walked into the starlight.

"The reversal of the astrological instrument has begun, and the one hundred and ninety-seventh contact experiment has been launched!" Following the words of a scholar, the people around him used some kind of strange magic to mobilize the instrument.

Zhuang He reached out and touched his eyebrows lightly.

The light blue gauze fell down to form a curtain, covering her figure, and the people around her lost their ability to observe Zhuang He.

Making contact must exclude other confounding observational interferences, so this is true for every experiment.

Everyone is quietly waiting for the results of this time.

"Teacher, do you think Zhuang and she can really succeed?" A scholar came to the dean and asked.

"The magic of the stars and the sea comes from our constant exploration of the unknown. There may be only a veil between awe and irreverence, but in the end they can become the road to the ultimate. No matter which one of them Zhuang He is, her The pure talent is also the highest among those I have seen." The dean of the academy replied slowly.

The scholars didn't say anything anymore.

Then the dean of the college continued: "And the earliest divination when our college was founded gave us a revelation: those with strange eyes will turn the world."

Zhuang He is the one with strange eyes, even though her experience of becoming strange eyes was just an accident.

On the other hand, Zhuang He's husband, a being who awes everyone in the world, also has strange eyes.

Even, he was born with strange eyes.