Super Weapon Swap System

As if it was a dream, the system in his brain started to get excited, because he had found a new source of mental power.    

    

Last time in Grassland Hero's tomb, because there was a sarcophagus covering it, the spiritual waves could not be released. There was only a very small amount of energy that guided Qin Guan.    

    

But this time, the fluctuation of the mental power was too obvious. After Qin Guan got off the carriage, as they walked towards the breakfast stall, it became more and more intense. When Chen Yutong's father said that the room was too messy, when even the room was not allowed to enter, it aroused Qin Guan's suspicion even more. There must be something he needed in this room.    

    

But what was this thing?    

    

Qin Guan himself couldn't guess it. This was all thanks to the conversation in his brain.    

    

The system was usually silent, and only now would it be active. However, in its brain, it was all dead. Only Grassland Hero was riding on a wooden horse, wandering around, so the system began to talk to Grassland Hero.    

    

"I think I can feel more of its fluctuation."    

    

"Your perception is too weak. I can already tell the rough outline of it." This is a woman," Grassland Hero said. She is a woman from Jiangnan. She is beautiful. If she could come, I wouldn't be lonely. "    

    

When Grassland Hero said this, Qin Guan interrupted, "It seems that I have to end the trip here immediately."    

    

"Why?" The system and Grassland Hero asked at the same time.    

    

"Because I'm afraid that she will be bullied." Qin Guan said, "Especially you, you used to rule the world and enjoy it. If you bring her in now, you will definitely force her to come."    

    

"Of course not, of course not." Grassland Hero said pitifully, "How is it possible to be here? We are all virtual, and we don't have a physical body. How can this happen? "    

    

Qin Guan heaved a sigh of relief.    

    

Indeed, Qin Guan was afraid. The old man that had appeared in his mind... It made him feel like he was going to have a schizophrenia. If another woman were to be added into the mix... A beautiful woman, how could this be? In the future, if he kept having sex in his head, he would definitely use a gun to blow up his head.    

    

The System also quickly explained: "Yes, that's right, physical contact is impossible, this is the spiritual world"    

    

Since that was the case, he felt relieved. Qin Guan continued, "Do you know who she is?"    

    

Just talking about a beautiful woman, who could guess what it was by guessing with this?    

    

At this moment, the system began to get excited again. "In this spiritual fluctuation, I seem to have heard a beautiful song. It was like a paradise on earth. Beautiful, too beautiful! It should be the Nishang Feathery Song!"    

    

When he heard this, Qin Guan immediately reacted. "Yang Yuhuan?"    

    

Speaking of this song, it was the song of Yang Yuhuan. This woman was very famous in history. She had written a sad love story with the famous emperor.    

    

However, Yang Yuhuan didn't seem to be in Jiangnan, right?    

    

Yang Yuhuan was a northerner and had never heard of her. When she died in Jiangnan, she wasn't in Jiangnan either.    

    

"It's not that fat sister." The system continued to make the judgment.    

    

Looking back and smiling, the six palaces makeup was colorless. Yang Yuhuan was beautiful, but she was the beauty of that era. Up until now, he didn't know if he would be able to appreciate it. For example, the System would call her a fat older sister.    

    

To be able to play the Rainbow Skirt Feathery Song, not Yang Yuhuan, and in this Jiangnan area, who else could it be? A person slowly appeared in Qin Guan's mind, Zhou Hou.    

    

Then, Qin Guan came out and talked to Xiang Jing. He stirred Chen Yutong's father to join in. Finally, the topic pointed to Zhou Hou and Niching Feathery Song.    

    

While they were talking, Qin Guan was also observing. Chen Yutong's mother's expression had always been unnatural. She pretended to be calm. As for Chen Yutong's father, he seemed to have opened up his heart and talked to Qin Guan very nicely.    

    

Chen Yutong's father's understanding of Zhou Hou far exceeded that of ordinary history books.    

    

"I heard that Zhou Hou is quite good at dressing up." Qin Guan said, "Zhou Hou originally looks not bad. He has a snow white face and delicate eyebrows that look like the moon. At the same time, after she entered the palace, she also created makeup such as a high bun and delicate dress. A delicate and graceful figure, causing the harem to fight to imitate her. What a pity. These are lost, just like the Rainbow Feathers. I can't hear it anymore. I can't see it anymore."    

    

When Qin Guan said this, he felt some pain in his heart. In the end, Chen Yutong's father showed a strange expression on his face. His brows were tightly knitted and his face was trembling, as if he was hesitating about something.    

    

His throat was also trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something. However, before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by Chen Yutong's mother.    

    

"Old Chen, let's make some breakfast. Seeing Qin Guan and the others coming over, I'm sure they haven't had breakfast yet. Also, comrades outside, please sit down. Wait a moment. Soon, the fried dough sticks will be ready."    

    

Chen Yutong's father finally reacted, "Yes, yes, let's eat some breakfast. They must be hungry. The fried dough sticks I fried here are the best. Everyone nearby likes to eat them."    

    

At that moment, the stove had been set up and the oil in the pot was steaming. Chen Yutong's mother started to knead dough.    

    

"Okay." Qin Guan did not show any emotion. "Xiang Jing, let our comrades come over and eat. After running all night, everyone is hungry."    

    

There were no special circumstances around, and he was not an important person. He was not worth such a big commotion.    

    

However, the soldiers were not willing. Before they set off, they had been instructed by their leaders to be alert and protect Qin Guan.    

    

Thus, they held their guns and stood guard at the side.    

    

Very quickly, the fried dough sticks were ready. They were crispy and delicious. They were very soft when bitten. They were crisp because they were fried and soft because there were countless bubbles inside. They would not be hard when bitten.    

    

Some people liked to eat directly, such as Qin Guan, and others liked to soak in soy milk to eat, such as Xiang Jing.    

    

Xiang Jing tore open the deep-fried dough sticks with big roots and put them in the soy milk. The deep-fried dough sticks sucked the juice of the soy milk and became softer. Then, like drinking porridge, Xiang Jing drank all of the night.    

    

At this time, Qin Guan only took two bites.    

    

Seeing Qin Guan's surprised look, Xiang Jing said, "I'm used to it."    

    

In the army, eating had to be fast, so the strong digestive function of the stomach had been trained. Those who did not eat fast enough had already been eliminated.    

    

After the two of them finished eating, they called again. The warriors outside finally came in to eat. Like Xiang Jing, they also finished eating quickly and quickly. Then, they greeted the two elders and Qin Guan left.