The master was so moved by my devotion that he smiled and immediately took off the Buddhist bead bracelet from his hand and put it on me.

"Don't look at it as just a plastic product of ten yuan and three strings, but after my cultivation and the accumulation of absorbing the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon, I have now embedded an eighteen-digit password that can reverse time and space. All you need to do is wear it and complete five kills in a row to open a time tunnel and rewrite the trajectory of your fate. Good, good. ”

The master looked at me and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha.

I carefully studied this artifact, sure enough, it is inferior materials, rough workmanship of the three no products, and the master does not seem to understand the market, this goods on Taobao three strings only five yuan, and the amount is excellent, Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai free shipping.

He was about to tell the master the truth, but when he looked up, he was gone. A master is a master, coming and going without a trace, and the dragon sees the head but not the end.

Seeing this, everyone may want to say from the bottom of their hearts, "Give me a dozen of such stupid forks." "That's right, sometimes I look so stupid and cute, that even the crooks with low business skills can get from me to the top of their careers.

Actually, I'm not a stupid fork, just a lonely dick.

If all you can hear every day is the roar of the machine and the foul words of the foreman, you will quickly lose your immunity to sweet words. Girls who sell insurance, cards, and tea often only need a little squeamish words to place an order.

It seems to me that this is not entirely a deception, but a spiritual consumption. We may not need insurance, tea, or beads, but we always crave that little bit of spiritual experience and some hope that can bring us our fantasies.

The continuous sunny days made the foreman restless and extremely excited. Every day at dawn, he stood on the mound with his waist crossed, and constantly greeted the migrant workers on the construction site with his vivid sentences with various sexual fantasies, and continued to be full of passion until late at night. The workers were also physically strong and energetic, and they constantly greeted the foreman with various figurative words with sexual fantasies.

The continuous overtime made me tired like a piece of paper, so soft that I couldn't stand up, and the master's affairs had long been forgotten, and only the string of inferior Buddhist beads was still on my hand.

Half a month later, it finally rained.

The rain drenched the construction site like a big dung pit, and there was yellow goo everywhere, and the whole shoe would stick to it after a few steps. All the machines stopped, abandoned in the muddy water, waiting for the rain to clear up.

Those who are married or have girlfriends are impatient to run home to burrow into the bed. I have nowhere to go but an internet café.

The new treacherous webmaster sold me a box of counterfeit cigarettes and a glass of Coke full of ice cubes. I was angry, but didn't bother to quarrel with him.

Maybe it's Ji Tailai, I'm very slippery, and I've killed a lot of people in a row. Constantly motivated by the joy of victory, coupled with the excitement of counterfeit cigarettes and low-quality drinks, I have completely immersed myself in the world of fighting.

I don't know when, the Internet café was empty, except for the sound of me pounding on the keyboard.

"Five kills, five kills......" I shouted excitedly as I watched the enemy's dwindling blood.

The moment the enemy fell, the whole screen lit up, and I finally completed my first five-kill streak.

The light grew stronger and stronger, and the entire screen, the entire camera, all the way to the whole room was covered. It was snow-white in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see anything.