"Second brother, second brother, what kind of god are you stunned?"

Zhang Yao listened to the familiar shout, and a spirit came to his senses. looked at Ma Ming, who leaned out half of his body from the bed a little blankly.

"What's the matter, second brother, didn't you wake up?" Ma Ming looked at Zhang Yao suspiciously: "Get me a cigarette." ”

"Oh oh!" Zhang Yao suddenly took out a cigarette and handed it over.

"Yo! I'm earning a manuscript fee for writing a novel, so I'm going to change it to a generous print!" Ma Ming lit a cigarette and laughed.

"No, I just uploaded a new chapter......" Zhang Yao said halfway through.

Suddenly there was a creepy feeling, and he looked at the familiar scene, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.

This is what he remembered once experienced, he wrote a new novel and uploaded it, then Ma Ming asked him for cigarettes, and then he... I met those four gods.

"Fourth... What time is today?" Zhang Yao's voice trembled a little.

Ma Ming let out a puff of smoke and looked at him strangely: "May 21st, what's wrong second brother, you really didn't wake up?"

Zhang Yao shook his head, no longer paid attention to Ma Ming, turned around and turned on his mobile phone, looking at the date displayed on it a little confused.

He was obviously facing Nezha, why did he suddenly come to the school dormitory? Why did the time suddenly go back to a month ago?

Did I get knocked unconscious by Nezha? Now I'm dreaming?" Zhang Yao looked around suspiciously.

Judging that you must not be dreaming, no dream would be so realistic, and you would not be so rational in your dream.

He habitually boarded the penguin and wanted to open a group chat.

However, I found that there was no group called [Creation God Chat Group] in the group chat list.

"Is that a dream?" Zhang Yao muttered.

"Second brother, what's wrong with you, writing a novel and writing an illusion?" Ma Ming climbed out of bed and walked to Zhang Yao's side and said with concern.

Zhang Yao turned his head to look at Ma Ming: "Fourth, am I the second generation of the rich?"

"Are you really hallucinating?" Ma Ming exclaimed, stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, muttering, "Don't burn." ”

Zhang Yao looked at Ma Ming in front of him, and suddenly a bone-piercing chill emanated from the bottom of his heart, making him shiver.

"Is that a dream? is that a dream!?" he muttered intermittently.

Ma Ming was taken aback by his strange behavior, and unconsciously took a step back: "Second brother, don't scare me, I'm cowardly!"

Zhang Yao looked at Ma Ming, suddenly stretched out a finger, pointed at him and said, "Fixed!"

"Second brother, let's go to the hospital and have a look!" Ma Ming grabbed Zhang Yao's outstretched hand, looking uneasy.

Looking at Ma Ming, who was jumping around and not being fixed by the immobilization spell, Zhang Yao's face suddenly showed a strange smile.

"It's a dream. ”

"Don't dream, I'll take you to see it. Ma Ming took his clothes off the bed. Begin to put it on your body.

"Hahaha! It's a dream!" Zhang Yao suddenly laughed and shouted.

Seeing this, Ma Ming began to dress more neatly, and he can now be sure that Zhang Yao is crazy about writing novels.

"I'll fuck you, uncle, Zhang Yao! You start making trouble on weekend mornings!" Wang Tian sat up on his bed and looked at Zhang Yao helplessly with two panda eyes.

"Boss, the second brother is crazy!" Ma Ming said hurriedly.

"I know, he's crazy on weekend mornings! What are you doing with your clothes? Buy food? Bring me one. Wang Tian said in a drowsy voice.

"No!" Ma Ming said anxiously: "Second brother, he's really crazy!

"Give him some brain fragments, and if he can't do it, just stuff the third child's socks in his mouth. Wang Tian still didn't realize the real situation now.

While putting on his shoes, Ma Ming threw his socks in Wang Tian's face: "I'm not kidding......!

"I'm fine!"

Before Ma Ming's words were finished, he was interrupted by Zhang Yao: "Don't be busy with the fourth brother, the second brother just didn't wake up." ”

With an indifferent smile on his face, there was no longer the abnormality just now.

"Your uncle, Zhang Er!" Ma Ming punched Zhang Yao's chest: "You almost scared me to death!"

"Hehe, thank you brother for your concern, I'll go buy food and bring you one. Zhang Yao laughed.

"Second brother, I want to eat ......!"

"Brother Yao, bring me one too!"

……

……

Hearing that someone was asking for food, the rest of the dormitory also sat up like corpses. While pulling out the meal card, he said what he wanted to eat.

"Roll the calves!" Zhang Yao scolded with a smile at a few people: "Steamed millet porridge, I like to eat and don't eat and pull down, this second brother is invited!"

"Second brother is mighty and domineering!" everyone shouted in unison.

Since someone has a treat, they don't care about what they eat, and they don't pay for what they eat anyway.

Zhang Yao looked at the group of living treasures in the dormitory, smiled again, and quickly packed up his appearance and walked out of the dormitory. Head to the cafeteria.

Everything is the same as in memory, there is still a warbler in the canteen, and the canteen aunt is still kind.

Zhang Yao, as he had experienced in his memory, picked up breakfast in a dormitory under the pitying gaze of the cafeteria aunt, feeling the vibration of the mobile phone in his trouser pocket.

This time, he didn't take out his phone, but took his things and left the meal directly.

In his memory, he mistakenly added the chat group with four gods here, and thus started a strange life.

Although it is unclear whether this memory is real or really a dream, Zhang Yao decides that this time it will not be the same again.

He took the food and turned to leave, glancing sideways at the girl who had been lined up behind him as he left.

In that memory, I once said to myself, "Classmate, are you alright? "The girl.

is a very beautiful girl, Zhang Yao looked at the girl's side face and secretly praised, her appearance is not under Su Banxia.

Su Banxia......

Thinking of this familiar name, Zhang Yao's mind came to mind with that delicate face and her various little willfulness.

With a chuckle, Zhang Yao shook his head abruptly, his current memory was very confusing, and he couldn't tell whether it was real or a dream.

"Classmate, do I have anything dirty on my face?"

The girl who had been standing beside Zhang Yao saw that he had been squinting at herself, laughing and shaking her head for a while, and she was a little unhappy in her heart.

"No, no, I'm sorry. Zhang Yao came back to his senses and hurriedly apologized: "You look too beautiful." I was stunned. ”

The girl looked at Zhang Yao indifferently, nodded slightly and said politely, "Thank you." ”

She has heard a lot of this kind of praise since she was a child, and she has seen this kind of routine a lot, but she only regards Zhang Yao as another admirer of herself, and she doesn't pay much attention to it.

Seeing that the girl ignored him, Zhang Yao smiled self-deprecatingly, and walked towards the dormitory with his things.

Soon he returned to the dormitory, and several people in the dormitory were still asleep as they remembered.

"I'll give breakfast to the dormitory next door in three minutes, and you can do it yourself." Zhang Yao stood in the dormitory and said, his voice was not very loud, but it was very clear.

As his words fell, several people who looked like dead bodies also sat up one after another, rubbed their sleepy eyes, and began to get dressed.

Zhang Yao looked at the roommates who had been successfully awakened by him, smiled happily, and then took out his mobile phone to delete the group number sent by the editor of the website above.

After deleting the message, Zhang Yao threw his mobile phone on the bed casually and began to enjoy his breakfast comfortably.

Since everything is the same as in my memory, I just don't do what I have done in my memory.

I'd like to see what kind of tricks you're playing this time.

After breakfast, Zhang Yao felt a little tired, and climbed into bed without taking off his clothes and began to catch up on sleep.

He slept very comfortably this night, and he slept for a long time, and when he woke up, it was already afternoon. I took out my phone and looked at the time.

Two o'clock in the afternoon is another familiar time.

He remembered that he had just returned from Antarctica and had just experienced countless deaths.

But now, he had just finished a comfortable sleep.

The dormitory was still as empty as he remembered, Zhang Yao climbed out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then lit a cigarette and sat leisurely in front of the computer desk.

He started to check the number of subscriptions to his novels, and this time there were no gods, and his novels didn't have the scary one million subscriptions.

There are only a few hundred or so subscriptions, and a few of them are from his classmates and friends.

With nothing to do and quiet in the dormitory, Zhang Yao fortunately started his own code word business again, and he rewrote the bizarre experience in his memory into his novel.

The time of coding words passed quickly, and two chapters were written in a row, and it was already night when Zhang Yao looked up.

A few of the roommates in the dormitory have also returned, but they are all nestled in front of their computers playing games and watching movies.

After sitting for a long time, Zhang Yao was also a little tired, saved the finished chapters, stood up and stretched his muscles.

"Second brother, eat chicken. Ma Ming saw that Zhang Yao had finished writing the novel, and pointed to the screen of his computer and said.

"You come first, I'll rest. Zhang Yao rubbed his sore shoulders and replied.

He's been working in front of the computer for five or six hours, and at this point he just wants to go to bed and eat chicken or something, forget it.

Seeing that Zhang Yao didn't come, Ma Ming pursed his lips and put on headphones to start a one-man journey of PUBG.

Zhang Yao snatched some snacks from several roommates, climbed into bed with a smile, took out his mobile phone and opened a video casually, and used snacks to satisfy his stomach while watching.

The video is a very classic Xianxia TV series clip, which is full of cultivators who come and go, stepping on flying swords and soaring in the sky.

Zhang Yao looked at their appearance, and inexplicably thought of Miluo Sword's reincarnation to heaven, and suddenly felt a chill, and hurriedly changed the video to Xiao Yueyue's cross talk.

Although the video has changed, the image of Feng Xu's sword immortal in the video has not been dispersed in Zhang Yao's mind for a long time.

Eyes, something very strange flashed into Zhang Yao's mind, it seemed to be a volume of cultivation exercises.

Could it be that it was left by Erlang God Yang Jian? Zhang Yao thought suspiciously.

He began to try to recall the content of this exercise, but he couldn't remember the meaning, it felt like a text that he had just seen on the Internet before.

Although I have a memory, I probably know some meanings, but I just can't remember the specific content.

The hazy voice is the same routine. Zhang Yao sighed helplessly, stopped paying attention to the exercises, and began to listen to the cross talk intently.

But as if the routines were all the same, the more he didn't pay attention to it, the clearer the exercises became.

As the exercises became clearer and clearer, there was even a trace of spiritual power that began to flow in Zhang Yao's body.

Zhang Yao also felt the abnormality in his body, and subconsciously began to exercise according to the trajectory of spiritual movement.

As he began to exercise, more and more heaven and earth spiritual energy poured into his body and transformed into his own spiritual power.

"Damn!" Zhang Yao scolded in a low voice.

The feeling of the aura pouring into his body was all too familiar to him, and in his memory, he had just experienced this incident not long ago.

It was only after experiencing that incident that he had a convulsive brain to harden Nezha's child.

And then when I came back to my senses, I came here.

"Is this going to kill me!" Zhang Yao felt more and more spiritual power in his body, and he was a little anxious.

He hurriedly climbed out of bed, put on his clothes and shoes, and ran out, without even having time to respond to the shouts of his roommates behind him.

The aura of heaven and earth was still pouring into his body, and at this time, he already had the strength to almost know the state of mind again.

Seeing that his body had begun to show bright aura fluctuations, Zhang Yao didn't have time to think about it, and rushed to the roof of the dormitory building in three or two steps.

It is forbidden to throw one on the door to prevent other people from entering.

Then he quickly propped up an enchantment and hid his figure.

At the same time as all this was done, a light like an incandescent lamp also lit up around him, which was a huge amount of heaven and earth aura.

"I want to play, I'll play with you!" Zhang Yao looked at the aura on his body and said in a deep voice.

In fact, from the very beginning, he knew that the things in his memory had really happened, and it was not some hallucination or anything like that.

He didn't know why he had gone back to where it had happened, but he was sure that it must have been the work of the gods.

Although he didn't know what the hell the hell these four gods were up, since he could have a chance to choose again, he still accepted it very happily.

Zhang Yao thought that he would not provoke the four gods this time, and he would be able to enjoy the ordinary little life.

But to his surprise, he had just enjoyed a day before he was out of order.

Feeling the surging spiritual power in his body, Zhang Yao could be sure that he had returned to the strength he had when he was a tough Nezha.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Zhang Yao asked as he sat on the roof and asked to the sky.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed something different, and he stared at the sky and began to search.

Looking for the traces of the South Heaven Gate, he is now at least the strength of the Great Luo Jin Immortal, and it stands to reason that he can see the South Heaven Gate hanging in the sky.

But now, there is nothing in the sky except a bright moon and a few stars.

Suddenly, Zhang Yao felt a tingling pain in his brain, and a memory suddenly came flooding up.

The content of that memory is exactly what happened after he knocked Nezha out.