The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi. - Liu Yong "Feng Qi Wu"

Since ancient times, the love barrier has been difficult to break, and the ancients were paranoid for love all their lives, and made a lifelong commitment, how to sing and cry. And now that they are drunk and golden, they let go of each other for love, which is really sad to think about.

Love at first sight, love for five years, go through ups and downs together, just when they are about to talk about marriage, but now one person is leaving, and the remaining one is walking alone in this prosperous and lonely city.

Tang Xingyu remembered an urban hit song, and the lyrics were commensurate with this situation, which was seamless. The singing tone of this song is the kind of catharsis full of explosive power, and the singing voice that roars to the throat is hoarse, as if it is echoing in his mind at this moment, and he sings along unconsciously.

"How many people love but seem to be separated, how many people laugh but seem to cry......"

His dry and sharp singing voice, the strength and volume of the singing voice are in place, but there is no beauty of the original song at all, but it is like a nervous man roaring from the soul of the thief, roaring at the trick of fate.

The singing echoed in the sky for a long time, it was already late at night, most of the people had already fallen asleep, and no one came out to stop his evil deeds of disturbing the people, otherwise this kind of terrible singing voice would have to be rewarded with a few pairs of stinky shoes and rotten socks and other things, and the intention of being disturbed would be to talk about it.

Wow, a vomiting sound brought the screaming from the soul to an abrupt halt. I saw that this was a tall and thin young man, he was holding a wine bottle in his hand, his steps were vain, his body was staggering towards the square, and when he walked under a street lamp, he couldn't help but put his hand on the lamppost of the street lamp, and vomited a lot.

"Jean! Why are you doing this, am I treating you badly? ”

The young man's voice was a little crazy, and his body collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud along the street lamp. He no longer has the strength to get back on his feet, just like seeing his girlfriend of four years in college today, with other men, he didn't have the courage to stop it.

Lying weakly on the cold floor, he looked at the psychedelic light cast by the street lamp above his head and muttered, "Have all the former mountain alliances and sea oaths disappeared?" The young man said, and another series of vomiting sounds came.

The night is as cool as water!

Under the street lamp in the park, there was only the heavy wheezing of young people, but I don't know when there was a series of sound of wheeling cars, and I saw a trolley slowly appearing on the edge of the square, moving towards the young man lying on the ground.

"Boy, buy a book!" The trolley stopped beside the young man, and he saw an old man in a sixtieth century take a few books from the trolley and sell them to the young man lying on the ground, and the old voice whispered in his ear: "There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book." ”

Why is this phrase so familiar? The young man remembered that this was his favorite phrase from the teacher when he first went to school. And what caught his eye were several thread-bound ancient books.

Eighteen Palms of the Dragon

"Dugu Nine Swords"

"Sword Spectrum to Waroff Evil Spirits"

Sunflower Book

"Haha!" Although the young man is already drunk, he still has some sobriety in his mind, he has seen this scene in a certain movie, lying on the ground and teasing: "Old man, don't use such an old routine if you deceive people!" At least these books of yours need to be packaged before anyone wants them. ”

The ancient books taken out by the old man are a little ancient, the paper shells have been a little yellowed, and the covers are some children's brushes.

"It turns out that you are not satisfied with the packaging, it just so happens that I have just bought a batch of books here that have been published to cater to this era." The old man looked serious, put these ancient books back into the trolley, took out a hardcover version of the book, handed it to the young man, and said, "This book is currently the most suitable for you." ”

This time, the old man took out a book-like book, although it was still the cover of a landscape painting, but in the eyes of the young man, at least the first few books were completely exploded from the cover. On the pale white background is printed a beautiful black-robed girl, I saw her wearing a black exquisite long dress, sitting on a piece of bluestone, and the background behind her is the vast prairie.

She had waist-length hair that was black and neatly draped behind her back. The small face that leaked out was extremely exquisite, and the facial features inlaid on it were small and cute like heavenly carvings.

A pair of pink arms on his knees seemed to swing from side to side, a string of silver bells on his wrist made a series of sounds, and bright eyes looked at the young man lying on the ground, as if to say that this strange uncle is so strange!

I don't know which master of Chinese painting is depicting the girl so vividly in the brush and ink, as if the girl is sitting in front of her alive. "Blows from the World" is the title of the book, and these large characters occupy a corner of the cover, and there is a line of small print underneath, like the author's introduction to the book.

If you can withstand the blow of the whole world, then you will be a very strong man - the strongest man

"Okay, I'm going to want this, do you know who the girl on this is?" The young man decided to want this book, not for anything else, for which lifelike girl on the cover.

"This is the author's **, we have nothing to say!" The old man kept the girl on the cover a secret, and stretched out five fingers and said, "This book is the author's only book that is sold once, and five thousand cannot be bargained." ”

"Five thousand! Why don't you go and grab it. The young man was stimulated by the old man's sky-high price to stand up, and heard news reports every day that the old man Xiong was haunting everywhere, but he didn't expect to be met by himself.

"Do you want to! No, I'm going to the next one. The old man didn't give in, and said that he was going to put the book back, and left the place with a gesture.

"Good! Good! I want it! The young man gritted his teeth and took out his wallet in a row of two good words. Inside is his half-year's salary, and he originally planned to buy a gift for Qin'er to make her happy, but after experiencing the events of the day, he has realized that his five thousand yuan will not work at all.

"Good!"

The two of them handed over the money and delivered the goods in the square in the middle of the night, and both got what they wanted, and the old man slowly left here with his trolley, ready to continue selling his books.

The young man took the book he had obtained and stared at the cover for a while, the girl's eyes seemed to have a healing power, and his heart hurt as much as he had just now, and it also gave him the courage to walk like the house he rented.

The house is in the neighborhood on the other side of the park, just because she once said that she wanted to come here after work for a walk, so she rented this expensive house, and all the money was paid by her parents. It's just that the former love nest feels a little empty at this time, and there is a note on the coffee table in the living room.

"Xingyu, we are no longer suitable, forget our past!"

There was only a short sentence on the note, which turned the love that had been running for nearly five years into a bubble, although I knew the result, but I still couldn't help but feel dull.

Unconsciously, the corners of his eyes were moist, so he went to the bathroom to rinse it briefly, calmed down, picked up the book he bought and read it.

This book is not big, it is just like an ordinary book, Tang Xingyu didn't read this book carefully just now, and when he opened it at this time, he was dumbfounded, only to see that in addition to the thick shell, there was only one page of white paper inside.

"Your sister, this old liar!"

Tang Xingyu suddenly felt like he had been fooled, but he was relieved to think that he was not going for the content of the book in the first place. But just as he was about to buckle the case, a flash of light flashed on the page, and he saw two large characters appear at the top of the page.

Brief introduction

This book teaches how to deal with external blows, and every blow the reader receives will be recorded by this book, and the next record will not be opened until the reader has come out of the depression.

Whenever the reader is hit by love, follow the instructions in the book to deal with it, and when the reader recovers to the right path in life, he will get a hit point, and the effect of the blow point can buy the superpower of this book once.

As soon as Tang Xingyu finished reading the introduction, he saw that these words gradually disappeared under his nose and finally disappeared completely, and were replaced by another row of words.

Chapter 1: Celebrating the Freedom of Single Dogs.

Readers follow this recipe to make a table of food, invite their friends or relatives to have a drink together, and after completing it, they will receive 100 hit points.

There was no recipe on it, but he unconsciously had an extra menu in his mind, including dim sum, fish and meat, healthy and green vegetables, a total of more than ten dishes of detailed recipes, and two bottles of wine were also on the menu.

Tang Xingyu didn't know when he had more of these recipes in his mind, so he threw down the ancient books in his hand like a ghost, because of landscape paintings, Tang Xingyu classified him as an ancient book, rushed to the bathroom, and poured cold water on his head.

"What the hell am I doing?" Lying on the sink, looking at himself in the mirror, pinching his pale face, and feeling the pain, it means that this qiē is not a dream, and the menu in his head has been echoing.

Tang Xingyu seemed to think of something, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time on it, it was already three o'clock in the morning, thinking back to the old man he met in the square to buy books, and the old man was wearing a set of ancient costumes that could only be seen on TV.

He had been filled with the blow of Qin'er's departure just now, so that he didn't have the heart to care about anything else, and at this time, in retrospect, it was like an electric shock all over his body, which made him feel excited. Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, thinking that he was a normal old man, who was still pushing a cart in the middle of the night to sell ancient books.

"What the hell did I do!"

You can disappear into the re-text, the menu that suddenly appears in your mind, and what kind of blow point is that? Ability what?

Tang Xingyu returned to the living room, only to see that the ancient book sold to him by the old man was still lying quietly on the sofa, the girl on the cover was still the same, and the beautiful figure was still sitting on the bluestone. But he no longer had the ripples he had when he first met the girl, and under the dim light of the living room, he only felt that the whole living room was a little eerie.

"Cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, you have a grudge against you and a debtor, I have no grudge with you in the past, and I have no grudge against you in the past, and I usually have to recite a scripture to kill a chicken, don't come to me."

Tang Xingyu looked at the girl on the cover and muttered, but the book did not react.

"Isn't it a ghost!" He was a little skeptical, but he also understood that he couldn't hide from the fifteenth day of junior high school, so he slowly sat down next to the book and took the ancient book in his hand again.

At this time, he took a closer look, and the material of the book case was cold, like a kind of metal, but there was no heaviness of metal. Gently opened the book case, and there was still only one page of paper lying inside.

The top is still on the first chapter to celebrate the freedom of the single dog, and with a light touch of the hand, the paper is smooth and soft like a tough material.

"Didn't the introduction say there are still abilities?" Tang Xingyu remembered the introduction in the book, but how did he deal with his abilities? Turning to the other side of the paper, he originally just wanted to see if there was anything written here, but as soon as his eyes fell on the other side, he only felt a bang in his head!

The holy hand of the national doctor, a hundred blow points.

Perspective ability, fifty strikes.

Flying cornices walk the wall, ten blow points.

Never forget, ten blow points.

Summoning gods to drive away evil spirits, two hundred blow points.

"Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon", fifty points.

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There are hundreds of abilities that require different hit points, but they can be a mouth-shattering ability. In addition to these strange abilities, Tang Xingyu was in the clouds and fog, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.