Fantasy: The Heavenly Dao revolves around me

According to the official statement, only five months have passed in the plot of “Detective Conan” from beginning to end.
In the past five months, Conan, Maurilan and others have experienced three or four Christmases, a dozen winter and summer vacations, and the number of seasonal changes is even more incalculable.
Under such circumstances, Gin said that for half a month…
Stinky Bean Sprouts: “What month is it in your place today?”
Gin: “March 27th.”
Although it’s not clear why the group owner asked himself this, Jin Jiu still responded very succinctly..
Stink Bean Sprouts: “What date will it be after half a month?”
Gin: “May 22nd.”
God’s Tongue: “…”
Aizen Jiayi: “…”
King Solomon: “…”
The world’s number one swordsman: “…”
Facing Jin Jiu’s speech, everyone in the chat group couldn’t help but issue ellipses.
Jinjiu: “What’s wrong?”
Seventeen-year-old girl: “It’s the most terrifying thing that you don’t even think there is a problem.”
Stinky Bean Sprouts: “Then it’s a simple question, what day is it today on your side?”
Gin: “…Monday.”
Faintly aware that something seemed to be wrong, Gin sitting in the Porsche A raised his brows deeply.
Stink Bean Sprouts: “What about tomorrow?”
Gin: “Tuesday, Wednesday the day after tomorrow.”
Hestia: “It seems to be fine.”
Ainz Ooal Gong: “It seems that the week is still normal.”
Stink Bean Sprouts: “What about the day after tomorrow?”
Gin: “Sunday.”
Everyone: “…”
A series of ellipses are issued.
At this time, in the chat group, everyone realized that the situation was wrong.
Stink bean sprouts: “How much is 1+1+1+1?”
Gin: “4.”
Stink Bean Sprouts: “Shouldn’t the day after tomorrow be Thursday? Why is it Sunday?”
Gin: “!”
Inside the car, Gin’s eyes widened in surprise, and the cigarette in his mouth fell unconsciously.
“Big brother?”
Vodka looked at him in confusion.
Gin didn’t respond.
He pressed down the dark brim of his hat, and no one could notice the shaking in his eyes at this moment.
What the heck is going on here?
Tongue of God: “The time in the newcomer world is completely messed up.”
Aizen Jiayi: “And the problem is, he never seems to think there is anything wrong with this situation.”
Seventeen-year-old girl: “But the final reaction seems to be very shaky.”
Stink Bean Sprouts: “@ginjiu.”
Gin: “I asked about vodka in the same way just now, and the result was equal to 4… Only, when he mentioned that the day after tomorrow should be Thursday, he looked at me in confusion.”
Favorite coffee jelly: “Don’t you realize that the date is wrong?”
King Solomon: “Maybe it was only after joining this chat group that Mr. Gin noticed the wrong date concept?”
Gin didn’t reply.
Maybe they went to investigate or test other people, and then everyone slowly shifted the topic to other places.
At this moment, Fang Mingjing put away the fishing rod and looked up at the sky.
A little bit of white fell from the sky.
Snowing?
Fang Mingjing stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake, and it was only then that he realized that it was already winter.
“It’s starting to snow.”
A hoarse and sexy female voice entered Fang Mingjing’s ears.
A huge shadow slowly emerged from the bottom of Jinghu Lake, and then, what appeared in Fang Mingjing’s line of sight was a huge and pitch-black snake head.
After the evil spirit emerged from the water, he turned into a human body.
She is tall and plump, her thick black hair covers half of her face, and her charming face exudes a decadent and glamorous aura.
“Why is the evil god at the bottom of the lake?”
“I sometimes sleep here.”
“Is not It Cold?”
“It doesn’t feel cold until winter.”
The evil god naturally hugged him and sat in the small canoe.
Maybe it was the little saint’s body temperature that made her feel comfortable, or maybe it was because she felt happy when she hugged him, and there was a very shallow smile on the indifferent face of the evil god.
“Will the evil god hibernate in winter?”
“Yes. I’m going to hibernate after saving some food recently. But Xiao Mingjing can still come to me when the time comes, and I can wake up and play with you.”
“That’s good.”
If there is no evil god, it’s not fun to play by yourself, the little saint has always felt that way.
The evil god smiled.
She watched the snowflakes fall on her body and Fang Mingjing little by little. Xu was afraid that he would feel cold, so she blew the falling snow away.
“Want to accompany me to find food? Then I’ll show you where I hibernate.”
“it is good.”
Fang Mingjing nodded happily, “How about looking for those scaly-backed apes for food?”
“They’re definitely not tasty.”
“But they must have stocked up a lot for the winter. Last time I saw a few exquisite fire source fruits hidden in the depths of their habitat.”
“Okay, let’s go find them first.”
Seeing the evil god nod his head, the little saint immediately became energetic.
For him, it was the most interesting thing to clean up the group of scaly apes that bully the soft and fear the hard in Shishui Peak.
“But don’t you really think about living with me and my aunt?”
“I’m not used to that, let’s do it later.”
“You always say that…”
Fang Mingjing was a little dissatisfied, but as the evil god took him away from the surface of Jinghu Lake and walked towards the depths of the forest, he quickly abandoned this matter.
“I won’t rob them later. I’ll exchange them for two cloud fruits. If they don’t want to, I’ll rob them.”
“Are there any leftovers from the cloud fruit you grabbed last time?”
“Well, I’m a little tired of eating, so I’ll exchange them with them.”
“it is good.”
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Scale-backed ape: Can you be a person? .