Zhang Wuji opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Area A, Platform A, Xiaodao...... wc ......", the desert map shook back and forth in front of his eyes, he had been fighting terrorism for two consecutive days, and it seemed that the spirit had already only half a life.

The picture is getting blurrier and darker, just like the black-and-white TV at home in the early years, full of snowflakes and blurred characters...... A vast expanse of snow fell, and sure enough, Zhang Wuji stood on top of a snowfield, looking at the vast expanse of white......

It's snowing, it's snowing heavily...... And in reality he didn't know that he was dreaming again.

He had forgotten about this small Internet café called Rain Man, and at the moment he was jumping happily on the snow, shouting loudly, "It's snowing, the snow in 2002, it's coming......" "In 2002, we killed the millennium worm, we successfully bid for the Olympics, and the most important thing is that we played in the World Cup ......"

Zhang Wuji screamed and roared for a while, and suddenly realized that the situation was wrong, why didn't he see the tallest black chimney in the town, how did Mu You see the most bullish economic and trade building, yes, all the buildings were gone, residential buildings, streets, mountains, and trees...... There was nothing but white expanse in front of me......

Is it the end of the world?

When I was surprised, I suddenly saw white snow floating in the gray sky, goose feathers and heavy snow, Zhang Wuji had never seen such a big snowflake in his life.

When these snowflakes floated in front of him, he realized that they were not snowflakes at all, but a pure bird, and wings, which flapped and glowed faintly......

The next thing was even more incredible, Zhang Wuji heard a magical snoring sound in the flying snowbirds, this sound was very peculiar, as if some kind of mysterious rhythm, he was moved, step by step to trace the source of the sound.

...... I don't remember how long I walked? Zhang Wuji found that there were two high mountains outside the snowfield, and these two high mountains were like two super-large giants lying on the snow......

What kind of mountain is this? There are no trees, no stones, only a body of snow, and although it is covered with snow, its figure and face are lifelike, as if it were a real person.

Zhang Wuji stood still and raised his head to look up at the two huge faces, and he had the impression that apart from the five mountains, there were no such two sacred mountains at all? Could it be that he had met aliens......? The snoring......

The mouths of these two big giants are indeed the source of the snoring sound, and this snoring is even and stable, as if two fighting immortals are fighting each other.

If a breath of white air is exhaled from A's mouth, it must be exhaled from B's mouth at the corresponding interval......

These white gases formed golden snoring bubbles in the air, like a lion that always popped out of Ruixing......

Just when Zhang Wuji was secretly guessing, Jiashan suddenly shrugged, and for a while the snow field collapsed, and the snow rushed down.

Jiashan shook his head when he changed to a sitting position, and called out "Mitoyo" affectionately

Zhang Wuji's eyes were straight, his feelings were not mountains, they were people, what kind of people were so huge? Immediately, Yishan also changed its shape and changed to a sitting posture, this Yishan is also a person, looking at that face, Zhang Wuji had a feeling of déjà vu.

Yishan shook his head, shrugged his shoulders, and created a second wave of snow storms, and the snow droplets splashed on Zhang Wuji's face, and at this moment he clearly heard Yishan also speak, "Ancestor, this sleep is another thousand years......"

"Mitutoyo, you might as well try to sleep in the air. The mountain called Old Ancestor slowly stretched its body on the snow, and slowly floated in the air.

Mt. Otoyama does not fall, and there seems to be a wine gourd hanging on the waist of Mt. Oto...... The wine gourd must be a fairy thing, and the fragrance in it is overflowing, which makes people intoxicated.

The two of them fell asleep again, Zhang Wuji's eyes were straight, what kind of world is this, have I crossed over to the fairy world? But looking at these two people, in addition to sleeping and big, I really can't see any fairy energy, Zhang Wuji pinched his hand, it hurt, and there was a blood mark, indicating that this is not a dream.

The two immortals were suspended in the air, their hair was wrapped in snow, and they didn't even take Zhang Wuji into account.

Zhang Wuji took two steps and grabbed the wine gourd, and a rebound force stirred up inside the gourd, throwing Zhang Wuji out three meters away.

The old fairy sneered, twisted his beard and groaned:

The dragon returns to the Yuan Sea, and the yang dives in the yin. People say that they sting the dragon, but I sting.

Hidden its use, breathe deeply. The white clouds lie high, and there is no sound in the world.

......

Click, click...... Would you like to talk to someone...... Speak human ...... Okay......

What's the situation?

Zhang Wuji gritted his teeth with hatred and screamed loudly, for a long time, Zhang Wuji's most proud killing weapon was the lion's roar, and the most proud was to scare Tailor Zhao's dog so much that it didn't eat for two days...... At this time, seeing these two immortals pretending to be literary and artistic, they roared, and for a while, snow droplets splashed, and the sound waves were like a tide.

The two mountains were silent for a few minutes, and suddenly heard the old fairy sigh "vulgar, after a thousand years, it is still vulgar, Sanfeng, I will go to ......" A gust of wind swept in, this living mountain, the great immortals, actually scattered into pieces of snow foam and disappeared into the snow area.

"Ancestor...... Please accept Mitoyo's knees...... "It seems that this Mt. Ko is still the idol of Mt. Otoyama, and at this moment Mt. Mt. is standing stupidly on the snow, and suddenly begins to row Tai Chi...... It's Tai Chi, this up and down gesture, yes, the real video has been put on the potatoes several times, but looking at Yishan, the gas is relaxed and chattering about boxing while playing Tai Chi.

After drawing a few moves, they actually disappeared in front of Zhang Wuji's eyes, leaving only a large violet gourd that turned smaller and smaller on the snow, and there was a colorful ribbon tied to the gourd, and Zhang Wuji suddenly appeared in his mind the name of the person who seemed to be similar "Zhang Sanfeng...... Yes, it's Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Junbao...... Zhang San is crazy...... I've seen all the movies, Taishizu, Taishiye...... But who is that ancestor......? Who is the ancestor?"

Zhang Wuji's head sank suddenly, and his face changed on this day, and darkness surged in. "Ouch" He touched his head and found that the big mouth was gnawing on the letter key O P, which turned out to be a dream...... Looking at the fight again, he had already been kicked out of the field, he took a bite of Red Bull from the table, and when he turned around and threw the bottle into the trash, he came across something, and when he picked it up, he found that it was a wine gourd.

But at this moment, Zhang Wuji couldn't remember the dream just now, so he poked the buddy next to him, "Little fatty, do you know whose gourd this is?"

"What gourd? sugar gourd?" asked Chubby, rubbing his red eyes.

"Wine gourd? Now, it's a new century, who still uses this kind of old antique? ”

Saying that, Zhang Wuji liked this wine gourd at first sight, he pinched the gourd and shook it a few times, heard the wine in it, and shook the sound, and the wisps of aroma continued to rush out, Zhang Wuji was overjoyed, thinking, his iron father controlled himself not to drink, yes, drink today, drink as much as you want......

Zhang Wuji couldn't wait to unscrew the lid of the gourd and bring the gourd mouth to his mouth, but he was dumbfounded, there was obviously wine in it, but it couldn't drip out, and he couldn't see it, but there was a sound when he shook it, and the aroma kept drilling into his nostrils.

"Ahh......h Pander to...... Sunny ......"

Zhang Wuji sneezed three times in a row to stabilize his mind, thinking, this taste is really heavy, just stay by your side and make a decoration...... Don't you have a wine gourd, although this wine gourd doesn't pretend to be wine, but it pretends to be culture, put it on this body, haha, the chivalrous spirit, the literati's sass, all come out.