"Gotta get it, if you don't tell it, then I'll ask some other questions. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "Sometimes, when a matter is not solved, the best way is to distract the other person first, when he answers some small questions and answers addicted, and then ask him the questions you really want to ask, most of the time, the answer will blurt out. This is a routine, don't ask me who I learned it from, it's already a rotten trick.

"What other questions do you have, I know, you're notoriously problematic. Just ask, no one has talked to me in a long time anyway. "A small mobile phone, quite arrogant, who gave you wisdom? Have you forgotten?

"Do you know what the dreamer is all about?" I'm going to digress the subject, but the phone knows me so well that if you ask a random question, it might be suspicious. It just so happened that I had been discussing this dream ghost with Long Li before, and Long Li was a fool and couldn't tell me about it. Now it's just the right time to wrap around your phone.

Is there a more tragic protagonist in this world than me? It's so hard to even communicate with a mobile phone. Alas! Look at how good the protagonists of other people's homes are, all kinds of gold fingers, all kinds of systems, all kinds of plug-ins, and they are all very obedient, so you can do whatever you want. Look at me again, there is a litter of senior sisters, except for beating me, kicking me. There is a master who still doesn't teach me anything. There's a smartphone, and it's still talking to me. Why am I so sad? I can't be as tough as Saitama, at least give me something to plug into. How can you be the protagonist if you don't hang up? Joke.

Oh, by the way, I'm already hanging...... Oh God......

"It's so simple to ask the dreamer?" The phone actually despised my problem.

"How simple is the dream ghost? Don't you know? "The method of agitation, this broken mobile phone, has to force me to use the art of war.

"How did I not know? Dream ghosts, as the name suggests, are ghosts that can enter human dreams. What a simple question, this is also to be asked. How can I have such an idiot master as you? This is really sad for me. The phone answered my question in a contemptuous tone.

Don't stop me, I have to kill this phone today, Tai Nima is angry, do you talk to the master like this? You're a cell phone, don't you know? It's only a matter of minutes for me to smash you, I have no hands or feet, just a broken mouth, and dare to be arrogant with me? If it weren't for the place where I was searching, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to you.

"I know what the Dream Ghost means, I want you to tell me what the Dream Ghost does." I'm, and even though I'm, my questions still have to be answered. In order for my dream to continue, for Xiaofang not to be widowed, for the child who is not very like me, and to have a complete home, I am so great, and I am so responsible for a dream.

"What do dreamers do? Falling asleep, this is also a question. "This broken phone, I really miss Sister Brain now, no matter what I say, Sister Human Brain, I didn't talk to me with such an attitude, I'm really angry, wow, yes~~

I was so angry that I was about to explode, and my two hands clenched hard into claws. All the strength of the whole body was carried to the hands. Suddenly, puffs of yellowish gas erupted from my hands, and the stench was so foul that I choked on my cough. What the hell is this? What happened to my hand? How can you fart? It still stinks...... Oh my God......

"Help......" I shouted loudly, what the hell is this gas, it scares the hell to death......

"Knock knock...... Knock knock...... Long Li hugged Sister Cat again and ran into my room: "What's wrong again?" Eh, what the hell is this? Did you fart? How...... Oh my God, why are you so yellow...... Stinks to death...... If you do this kind of immoral thing, don't call for help, hurt people. Long Li covered Sister Mao's nose and withdrew.

He is really funny, he was stinky like that, and he actually covered Sister Cat's nose, no wonder Sister Cat treated him well and sacrificed herself for the cat......

"I didn't put it, and I don't know what's going on, but suddenly there is so much stink coming out of my palm. What the hell is going on? It's disgusting too. "I also quit my room, the smell was unbearable.

"Are you sure it's your palms squirting?" Sister Mao's nose was covered by Long Li, and she spoke with a heavy nasal voice, which made her already ugly voice even more ear-piercing.

"Sure, I was a little angry just now, and as soon as I pushed hard, so much air came out of my palms." I nodded heavily, it was really from my palm, not from any other part.

It smelled so bad that I wanted to cover my mouth and nose with my hands, but unfortunately, when I thought that the root of all evil was these hands, I didn't have the courage to put my hands on my mouth anymore. Who knows when it will squirt again? Squirting into my mouth, that's really killing me.

"Congratulations." Sister Cat said suddenly.

"Congratulations? I spray so much stinky smell from my hands, and you still congratulate me? "I'm almost speechless to Sister Cat, it's confused by this stench, right? To say such a thing.

"I'm going to congratulate you, you can finally use your spiritual power." Sister Mao's voice couldn't hide the thick smile.

My spiritual powers? Isn't my spiritual power poisonous? How did you change it to a stinky smell? Could it be that this stench is poisonous?

"Your skills are still shallow, and you can only release this kind of gas, and the toxicity is very small. But it can't be said that it's completely useless, at least, if you let out such a breath, your enemies will not dare to come near you for a moment. Have you ever heard of the skunk? You're very similar now. "Sister Cat, this is teaching me? Or are you laughing at me? Why can't I tell the difference?

"Could it be that my spiritual power is to release all kinds of harmful gases?" I'm about to collapse, I'm still looking forward to my powerful spiritual power, now look at it, low exploded, okay?

"You're just in the early stages, and if you can get stronger, I guess, it won't just be gas. All kinds of toxic and harmful substances, or liquids, may burst out of your body. "I always feel that Sister Cat is a little ill-intentioned when she speaks. I'm a polluter, I'm a polluter.

"Sister Cat, my spiritual power is so low, it's not noble at all." I said dejectedly.

I'm sad to death, who's laughing there? And I'm in the mood to laugh, who can understand my current mood. This spiritual power is my last hope, as a tragic protagonist, I always thought that I would rely on my spiritual power to make a gorgeous salted fish turnover. And what about the result, what is the result? That's it? That's it? God, understand me, right? I don't want to be a polluter...... I don't want the big move I can put right now, it's the same level as the fart...... I don't want to be a skunk wow...... Oh my god...... My life is so miserable......

"You don't have to be so pessimistic, this kind of spiritual power of yours is equivalent to a biological weapon, very powerful." Long Li put his arm around my shoulders and comforted me.

I wanted to throw myself into his arms and cry, it felt so painful to be sympathized with. Is the stench also a biological weapon? Don't make fun of me. My own spiritual power, I know, is a chicken rib...... My future ghost is finished...... (To be continued.) )