Lin Tong didn't keep Mo Yian, and the two were also unlucky, and on the night she decided to leave, the two actually called an online car-hailing car and left from the rental office.

Half an hour later, Da Zhuang took Mo Yifu to his place of work - Xinxin Internet Café.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the Internet café will hold the LOL Internet Café Competition in the West District of the ancient city.

This time, Da Zhuang was full of confidence, saying that he would definitely wash away all the previous shame and never be the "Erlang God" again. This so-called "Erlang God" title was given to him by someone he knew well in the Internet café, and it slowly spread without consent.

When Da Zhuang led people into the Internet café, many people stood up and greeted him warmly, shouting the name of "Erlang God".

"Brother Erlang God, you must stabilize the waves, it's still okay to enter the quarterfinals!"

Da Zhuang could only wave his hand and seriously adjust his mentality, and the sentence of the quarterfinals seemed to stimulate his young and fragile heart.

Mo Yifu saw that Da Zhuang's popularity was so strong and his popularity was so good, so he looked at himself again.

Alas~ Internet writers have no friends, especially novice writers like him.

Every time the code word is like playing a stand-alone game, there are few messages in the comment area, and each chapter is even more silent. I'm ashamed~

Da Zhuang went to enter the account and began to adjust his talent rune shortcut settings, his fingers were smart, flying up and down, and the keyboard was pressed crackling, this APM was at least 200, which attracted a group of girls to cry out again and again.

"Oba, Gombawa, rubbing the waves~"

Some people are ready to compete, and naturally some people are ready to watch the game, and everyone has already found their place.

The conditions of Shin Shin Internet café are quite good, there are computers and viewing areas for the event, huge projections with lake and mountain sound, the effect is still leveraged, the key is to provide drinks and small gambling.

The game started quickly, and Da Zhuang started the battle and chose Wayne, the AD Shadow Hunter he was best at. The reason is said to be very bloody, in order to pay tribute to the crazy puppy, in fact, Mo Yifu is very clear, just because the body shape is more similar, the strength, it is obvious in the sky and on the ground.

After Chong Mo made a triumphant gesture, he threw himself into the game.

Mo Yifu doesn't know much about this globally popular game, and he can't understand it, this time Chun Crush was pulled by Da Zhuang to be a cheerleader, which shows that he really wants to win. Even the slogan was thought of.

"Erlang God is strong, kill you until you are afraid!"

Mo Yifu felt very embarrassed and couldn't open his mouth a little.

"Drinks are free, and computers are played in vain. Da Zhuang added.

In this regard, Mo Yifu is the most despised, if such a clumsy temptation can be deliberately fooled, is there any shame?

So, he'd rather be a customer who spends money. Although the cashier girl of the Internet café kept telling him that Da Zhuang had already said hello, so he didn't have to be shy, he could eat, drink and play casually.

It was even very clear that all the customers who came today were free, and the boss was in a good mood and invited a super powerful foreign aid to participate in the West District competition.

But Mo Yifu still adheres to his principles and resolutely does not take advantage of small advantages.

Opening the webpage, searching for calligraphy calligraphy, the trick of writing calligraphy, how to improve traditional cultural accomplishment, etc., Mo Yifu felt that he had been enriched a lot at once, and even bought a set of Tang and Song poems.

Wrapped in a coarse cloth, he has poetry and books in his belly.

It's terrible, Mo Yifu even felt that he had become different, his temperament was sublimated, and he was a little floating. It felt completely out of place with the noisy atmosphere of the game ahead.

So, after settling the bill, turning off the computer, Mo Yifu walked out of the Internet café and went out for a walk.

I want to seek a trace of the ancient literati's big mind of worrying about the country and the people from the silent night.

The night is still so cold and dark, just like in ancient times, when there was a natural disaster, for a long time, the poor people who couldn't even eat gruel could only eat some grass roots and bark during the day, and could only rely on each other's body temperature to keep warm at night, and it was difficult to survive.

I really hope that I can have a special function to help more people and help me get out of the spiritual predicament.

As for the predicament of life, in front of the spirit, it seems a little rudimentary.

Mo Yifu thought as he walked, his intentions were lofty and fluttering, and he even thought about who I was, where I came from, where I was going, and whether the end of the universe was a black hole or a continent from another world, whether time could be turned back, back to the era of the end of the law, and so on.

All the life he had thought about and the type of writing he was conceiving had all gone through in his mind, like a dying man combing through his life.

Completely immersed in his own spiritual world, he forgot the road under his feet, and with a snap, Mo Yian's head hit the tree.

This is a big locust tree, in this early autumn season, the leaves begin to wither and wither, slowly fall one by one, the ground rises a lot, step on it and squeak, like a cat scratching your heart.

After hitting the tree, the dead leaves fell a lot, Mo Yi sat on the ground in annoyance, and simply rested against the big tree, and couldn't help laughing at his stupid behavior.

"It's stupid! Everyone else sees a beautiful woman hitting a street lamp, and I'm fine, it's just distracted. Luckily, it didn't fall into the manhole cover. The people of the ancient city are very enthusiastic about manhole covers!"

Leaning against the big tree, looking at the sparse starlight in the sky, thinking about what happened in recent days, I couldn't help but sigh. Everything has become different since the Zhongyuan Festival, and it's all because of the damn monkey, why did you choose me? Recently, the pen fairy Lu Xiaoju didn't know what kind of moth he was doing, and he didn't show up all day long, if it weren't for this, would he have been hiding for so many days?

Fortunately, there are no police searching nearby, and now everywhere you go is surveillance, in case you miss something, you will be found to be a peerless master, how troublesome.

After avoiding the limelight for a few days, I felt like I was much safer, and it happened that Da Zhuang's work unit was holding a competition, so I didn't want to ruin his interest, so I came with him.

But that game was really a bit of a disappointment, and he understood the pain of pretending to understand if he didn't understand. It's better to lean against the big tree and look at the stars, there is no moon tonight, and the moon is at the end.

"The cool breeze is exciting, the autumn moon is boundless!Ah, there is no moon......! The years are fleeting, and I am getting old, and I don't have any friends with you, but what can I do?!"

", who's howling here?"

Suddenly, someone screamed from behind the tree, and Mo Yiyi's body shook in fright, and he almost urinated.

apologized repeatedly, went around to the back of the tree, found that it was empty, the prostate was shrunk, and quickly found a toilet.

I was stunned and didn't find it.

I had to settle it for the time being with this big tree.

It goes on and on.

After shaking up, Mo Yifu realized that his behavior might be a little inappropriate, contrary to the demeanor of a scholar.

"I'm sorry, I'm so urgent. ”

"You turtle grandson, don't you think your current apology is not sincere at all? I just told you to get out, and you ...... it."

The same sound came to his ears, and Mo Yifu looked around for the source of the sound, and the dim light reflected the locust tree in ghostly shadows, which was very scary.

An unreliable conjecture suddenly popped up in my mind.

Looking up at this big tree, there is a black bird squatting on it, a bit like an owl, but the owl is not so wooden, can't it be driven away by a soak of urine?

Mo Yifu still bowed down and apologized to the owl: "Is it you, my dear friend." I'm sorry to scare you. People have three urgencies, please forgive me!"

As a result, the owl flew away with a whoosh, apparently forgiving himself.

turned around and prepared to go back to the Internet café, it has been a long time since he came out, Da Zhuang should have been eliminated, you should hurry up to comfort him, it is best to bring him a pack of cigarettes.

"Boy, are you just leaving? After talking stupidly for a long time, are you purely ignoring this great immortal?"

Or is that voice a great immortal?

Oh my God, it's really the era of reiki revival, and Daxian walks everywhere, and there are dogs everywhere.

Mo Yifan turned around, stared at the locust tree, blinked, and finally found an inconspicuous little thing at the root of the tree.

"Is that you?, my dear Daxian friend?!"