Well. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info. The letter from the Time and Space Administration just now says that computers and televisions can receive information from the original earth...

Pregnant!

I can go to Baidu to take a look at the Tao Te Ching, print it out, and then I can preach the Tao Te Ching!

The Tao Te Ching was written by Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is Taiqing Taishang Laojun, and he is also a sage, and it will be no problem to talk about his writings, wahaha, I am so witty, give a thumbs up to my IQ!

Hmmm, Mo Shu suddenly found that there was a printer in the room, so his eyes lit up, and he didn't have to worry about preaching now!

Speaking for yourself, those classical Chinese read, stammering, most of them will be exposed, it's better to print it out directly and send it to them to see, haha, I really have good looks and wisdom, and the two talents are lit up!

Ahem, it's still early to preach anyway, and now I'm ready, and I have a computer, so it's better to play a game for a while, I haven't signed in today for Jian San!

Thinking of this, Mo Shu is not in a hurry, the world of otaku is like this, as long as there is a computer, even if the sky falls, they will not blink their eyes.

Turn on the computer and log in to the game, Mo Shu was immersed in the game and couldn't extricate himself, until eight hours passed, Mo Shu's figure flashed, and he returned to Zixiao Palace.

After coming back, looking at the peach that had been bitten on the ground, Mo Shu remembered that he seemed to have fainted because of eating the peach.

Although his body is in the hands of others, after all, it is controlled by Mo Shu, and he quickly understands the reason.

Because his soul is too weak and his physical body is too strong, he can't absorb the aura that is lower than the saint's level, and he will be discharged as impurities as soon as he enters the body...

Isn't it impossible to cultivate from time to time? Lying down, he has the body of a saint, but he can't cultivate at all, he doesn't have the slightest cultivation, isn't he just an invincible scumbag of war?

Looking at the sky... Mo Shu complained in his heart very speechlessly, the protagonists of other people's families have all crossed over, and all kinds of golden fingers have swarmed, am I a fake protagonist? Or did the author of this article write a fake book?

And no matter what Mo Shu thought, anyway, the day passed happily like this, because of the room in Zixiao Palace, Mo Shu thought that the bed belonged to Hongjun Daozu, and suddenly he didn't dare to sleep, after all, in the chaotic apartment, the real Hongjun was right at the door, forget it, let's wait until the chaotic apartment is resting.

The next day, back in the chaotic apartment, as soon as Mo Shu saw the computer, he unconsciously opened it again and began to play games.

After several hours, Mo Shu's sleep also came, and he endured his sleepiness, Mo Shu closed the game, opened the words document, searched out the Tao Te Ching, and copied and pasted.

"Well, it doesn't matter, anyway, there's another day tomorrow, wait for me to squint and then print, just squint for a while... ”

After saying that, Mo Shu's head fell to the keyboard, but Mo Shu didn't know that his head was falling on the bakespace key, and the Tao Te Ching in the document was deleted word by word.

Then Mo Shu didn't sleep well, so his head rolled around on the keyboard, and he began the legendary face rolling keyboard.

As a result, there was a "ground hair drunken madness, air raid trenches, play the law, and liberate the matter, o#&sm;=*$¥*@%......"

After about a few dozen minutes, Mo Shu was sleepy-eyed again, half-open his eyes, clicked on the print with the mouse, and set up 3,000 copies.

Hearing the humming sound of the printer, Mo Shu got up in a daze, fell to the bed, and fell asleep completely.

The printer was there, buzzing out sheets of A4 paper, all of which were printed with the words "Ground Hair Drunken Crazy Air Defense Trench Play Fa Fa Liberation Affair o#&sm;=*$¥*@%......"

But the sleeping Mo Shu didn't know...