After Tang Sen finished saying the word "return to his senses", he really left the "treasure house" and returned to his house. He also maintains the posture he had in when he entered the "round sky".

He felt like he was sweating profusely, and his eyes were burning terribly. He quickly closed his eyes and rubbed them with his hands. By the time he opened his eyes again, the "eyes of resentment" had disappeared, replaced by a pair of slightly pale yellow eyeballs.

He waved the wood-colored wooden knife in his hand, "whew".

He thought about what had just happened, and it was really a little unrealistic. He pretended to hold out a hand and said, "Come on." ”

Damn! The unthinkable happened. The dark-skinned Maleonn magic pen really appeared. He really saw it this time, it was really a brush.

He thought for a moment and said, "Go." ”

After hearing the word "go", the dark-covered Ma Liang magic pen disappeared immediately.

"Come on. Townsend shouted again. That Ma Liang magic pen is like an obedient little pet, and he is more obedient than a pet dog.

"Go. Townsend said "go" again. That Maleonn magic pen disappeared again.

Townsend knew that he was not in a dream, this was reality. He really saw the "Yuanying Emperor" in the "round sky", his Yuanying Emperor. He also took him to the "treasure trove", he picked out three good things, and he also made him confess the Lord with blood. He also told him that his blood-confessed treasure could be used in the real world.

Tang Sen stroked the fine sweat on his forehead and stretched out his hand again, and then he shouted, "Fishbone Lancet Sword." ”

A small fishbone needle, glowing with seven-colored glass light, appeared in his palm, levitating, and still floating there dripping and turning. This time, he saw clearly, it was a fishbone needle, and there was a needle eye behind his buttocks.

He didn't look at it again, he figured he wouldn't call it again. What is the use of such a small thing, it can't be displayed in front of those vulgar people, right? He said "go" and sent back the fishbone needle, which was a needle and had a needle and was also called a needle sword.

He then called out "Treasure of the Wind and Moon". The Ultimate Illusion Book "Fengyue Treasure Book" was also relatively obedient, and when he heard Tang Sen's call, it immediately appeared in his hand.

Townsend returned the wooden knife in his hand and placed it in the corner between the door and the curtains. Turning around, he walked over to the table of the Eight Immortals and sat down on a small plastic low stool. He played with the "Treasure of the Wind and Moon" in his hand. He looked at the jade, then at the exquisite book cover, at the pure gold lock, and then at the Zhuzhu grass with two or three leaves exposed, and at the Sansheng Stone on the bank of the Western Spirit River?

He decided to take a look at it as a "book" first, and he shouldn't be taken into the illusion realm, right? Doesn't it take any secret techniques to practice in the illusion realm? his uncle's, no matter what. Eventually, curiosity overcame doubts, and he was ready to take a look. Maybe this is "curiosity kills cats", right?

He found that the jade and the golden lock were worn together, and the book was attached. Is this a whole? Is it just so that no one can open it? I'll go, Townsend wants to rip off the gold chain that connects the jade and the golden lock. But the chain is golden, and he has a pair of fleshy mortal hands, and he has the strength to handle it? Your sister, how is it like a magic book?

He slammed the chain up, up and down, trying to force it open. But the gold chain was still kept as it was, but there was no room for him at all.

He seemed to be a little angry, he was in a hurry and angry, and the "resentful pupil" suddenly opened and closed, he just pulled down, and took advantage of the "resentful pupil" to open his eyes, and took the gold chain off the book.

I don't know if it was the "Treasure of the Wind and the Moon" that knew that he was going to open it forcibly and voluntarily, or the effect of the "resentful pupil" to open his eyes, in short, no matter what, he opened the "Treasure of the Wind and the Moon". But no matter how he looked at it, he felt as if the gold chain had become longer.

He looked at the exquisite book cover of "The Treasure of the Wind and the Moon", and felt that it was very beautiful and dazzling, and it was also very tactile to the touch.

He opened the ultimate fantasy book "Treasure of the Wind and Moon". He was just curious, he didn't think about learning any illusions in the past, he didn't think about studying well in the past, he just wanted to pass the time "rich". If a person doesn't look at his phone and doesn't play with the computer, his time is rich enough to make him kill himself 108,000 times, isn't it?

He purely wanted to treat the book "Treasure of the Wind and Moon" as an "interesting" book, to read it, to kill his "unplaceable" time. He is purely entertaining, he doesn't look at his mobile phone, his idle "bullets" hurt, and he has nothing to do.

"The Treasure of the Wind and the Moon" is really an interesting book. The book quieted Townessen. Tang Sen couldn't help but wonder, didn't he even understand the title of this book? How could he understand it now except the title? Just like the current novel books, he could understand the words and the illustrations. Could it be that it is because of the blood that confesses the Lord, so that it changes its appearance?

He brushed the two or three leaves of the red bead grass that were exposed outside the book, and read the book for a long, long time, but only a little bit. The introduction, the preface, or the prologue, he didn't understand it. But there is always an indescribable magic, and the urge to keep reading keeps surging.

He felt a little tired, and after the sweat on his body, he was also very uncomfortable and a little cold. He's going to take a shower first, and then go to bed.

He was about to close the book and go to take a shower, but he remembered the red bead grass bookmark on the bank of the Sansheng River. It's not a bad idea to clip the choosic bookmark here and watch it another day.

When he was reading the Great Treasure Book of Illusions, "The Treasure of the Wind and the Moon", he had been playing with the leaves of the Zhuzhu grass on the bank of the Sansheng River with his right hand. He has watched "The Treasure of the Wind and Moon" for so long, and unconsciously played it for a long, long time?

Emperor Yuanying said that this is the Zhuzhu grass on the bank of the Sansheng River, right? What does it look like, he has never seen it. He flipped the book to the page where the bead grass was used as a bookmark and unfolded it.

I saw that the grass had leaves and branches, but it did not bear fruit, nor did it have roots to stand on the ground. When Tang Sen saw it, he seemed to know that he was a "premature" thing, and he suddenly felt a sense of regret, and his body twitched.

When he saw the jade and the golden lock, he had never felt so sorry. He felt that jade and gold could not express vitality on the material level, but the Zhuzhu grass was different. It has shown tenacious vitality, but it has not blossomed and borne fruit, and it has completed the journey that a life should have walked.

He looked at the specimen-like scarlet grass, and a stream of heat rushed from his chest to his Adam's apple, and "swished" out of his eyes, down his cheeks, and slid to his lips. He couldn't help himself, and he cried out. Those who don't know must think that he is "like a mourner", right?

The leaves of the scarlet grass may have absorbed the blood of Tang Sen, and they are a little angry, but the other parts are still dry, like blood and tears, like withered wood, which is very much in line with the appearance of a "shady" plant specimen.

When he was in school, he used to do something like this. That is to put those flowers, grasses, leaves, and other things in a book or a thick book. After waiting for a long time, the moisture was removed, but it was a good bookmark. It's nice to have some nice greetings or heartfelt mottos on it.

He held the beaded grass on the bank of the Sansheng River in his hand, and cried the tears that he didn't cry when he lost his lover. It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place. At this time, he may have been superimposed on another emotional delay, right?

Like Liu Feiyan back then, like Huang Junya back then, like Peng Yao not long ago, plus all kinds of longing for his young daughter Xinyi, all put into this "crying"! If someone who doesn't know sees this scene, he will definitely think that he is a psychotic and crazy.

He cried inexplicably, and his emotions were surging.

Finally, he stopped, put the beaded grass on the bank of the Sansheng River to his lips involuntarily, and came to a century of "deep kisses". As if to say goodbye to a lover who was once in love, his lips kissed his "trunk", its branches and leaves, and its veins. He kissed it for a long moment before letting go of it.

Ruthless is always disturbed by infatuation,

Only the true feelings can't be forgotten.

Seems to be amorous and always ruthless,

Who knows?

He held the beaded grass on the bank of the Sansheng River to calm his mood. What has passed, everything has passed. It's time to let go, it's time to let go.

Yesterday has fallen into the loess, and he dragged today into tomorrow. Tomorrow has become today, and today has naturally become yesterday. Yesterday, it was destined to "turn into spring mud and protect flowers".

He held the beaded grass that he had kissed and said, "Good night!

Suddenly, the beaded grass on the bank of the Sansheng River that he had kissed stood up as if he understood his words. At first, she glowed with a faint blue glow, but as it floated and swirled, its colors became more and more, and it seemed to be a colorful world of its own.

Townsend felt magical. Just as he was smiling at the scene in front of him, the beaded grass suddenly thrust the rod into his palm. He subconsciously wanted to grasp his hand, but he felt that he couldn't use his strength. He was holding a huge colorful soap bubble in his hand, and he only felt pain, a pain in his heart. He sucked in the pain and grinned, clenching the back of his teeth.

He is not a god, nor is he Guan Gong, nor is he Shi Dakai, he is just one of thousands of ordinary people, a very ordinary and ordinary one. When he is in pain, he will cry out in pain, cry, cry, love and hate, and he will also precipitate feelings and explode inexplicably. When he is thirsty, he will drink water, when he is hungry, he will eat, when he is sleepy, he will still go to sleep, "I will miss you", "I will miss you", and finally, "I will miss you" no matter what.

He looked at the beaded grass, as if he was sucking his own blood, and soon it became vibrant and green. It also grew its new rhizome in the palm of his hand. It came alive and was rejuvenated. Then, a wave of aura light surged away, and it vanished.

Could it be that it was also recognized by him by dripping blood? No, when he dripping blood to confess the Lord, didn't he recognize it a long time ago? What is the situation? Could it be that this Zhuzhu grass exists alone, and is not the same as the book?

Well, it's alive, and he's happy. He's tired, he's really tired!

He didn't care about it, and casually said "go", and the "Treasure of the Wind and Moon" disappeared in response.

He looked at the palm of his left hand, and there was a circular mark in it, as if it had been burned by a cigarette. It didn't hurt when he touched it. Well, whether it's thirty-seven twenty-one or three-seven-twenty-eight, it's not a big deal. Go take a shower first.

He took off his clothes and pants and went into the shower with his bare ass. Of course, it is also a bathroom, a laundry room. He took the shower head in his hand, pointed it against the wall, and turned on the switch.

With a gas water heater, boiling water is still quite fast. After a while, he made himself a shower with hot water. He dried himself with a bath towel and then wrapped himself in it.

He threw the change of clothes he was going to do in the washing machine, which of course his parents had bought. Oh no, he bought this one himself. Later, when I went home, I sent it again from other places. Perhaps, this washing machine is the only household appliance he has ever purchased? Not a flashlight, because it seems to have been replaced by the light on the phone.

He retrieved a change of clothes from the drying rack and cupboard, put them on his body, and hung the towel back on the hook in the shower. Then find your phone, set an alarm, and charge it.

He didn't care, turned off all the lights, and went to bed.

He has become accustomed to getting up today and sleeping tomorrow. He didn't know that tomorrow was today, and today was yesterday. He fell asleep today, so what awaits him?

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