The world will change dramatically, and the dimensions of human beings will rise by one level, and in the process of ascending, there will be hierarchical screening, some human beings will rise to four dimensions, some will fall, and some will remain in three dimensions......

——"Wanlai Technology"

When I was back to school and waiting for the bus, I accidentally saw this magazine at the newsstand, opened it casually, and swept a paragraph of an article inside.

"What the hell is this theory article? It's also four-dimensional and three-dimensional, I've never heard of it, people's brains are really big enough, and they don't know how to converge when they make up stories, do they have a maze in their heads? ”。

My mind quickly began to evaluate and criticize the text I saw.

"How can the world change? Thousands of years of Chinese civilization has been stable for thousands of years, why is it changing now? ”。

I complained in my heart, it felt like it was just nonsense.

When the 502 bus arrived, I put down the magazine and quickly got on the bus and swiped my card.

This afternoon, there will be an exam for the "Golden Essentials", and the teacher will take the assessment method of memorization.

And he didn't bother at all, and personally said that he would ask him to recite them one by one, which made me have to be serious.

I'm really worried about me, I've been reciting it for a week, and the underlined text is still walking along the side of my mouth, and there is no sign of staying memory, they are unfamiliar dogs!

I've been chattering for so long, my lips are hot and numb, but I can't leave a big trace in my memory, and my memory closes the door to them?! I'm so hard!

Later, I heard from my classmates that there is a book called "Memory Magic" in Wentong Bookstore, which has a special treatment for this "disease" of not being able to remember articles.

So I chose to struggle a little longer, hold the Buddha's feet temporarily, and see if the Buddha would pity me.

Full of golden rules, they really seem to have long-term plans to be lonely ghosts, and they have been wandering between raw and cooked.

I was dizzy and dizzy on the back of the book, and my mood was also agitated, when people were irritable, it was really not pleasing to the eye, the clouds in the sky seemed to be stalking and bullying me, and the ground was uneven and waiting for the opportunity to mix my feet.

I had the intention to bombard those clouds with missiles, but I didn't have that much money to buy missiles.

And even if I am the richest man in the country and can afford this price, the country will not let me use it!

But if I can really have this capital, it is estimated that the clouds must be beautiful, beautiful and white, and the flowers of the world are in full bloom, delicate and lovable, and I don't have to gnaw on these articles anymore......

But! It's all fantasy! I just want to kick something right now.

But I'm afraid that my feet hurt, so forget it.

The sickness of the husband is attacking him, and he should attack him according to what he gets. If thirsty, with Zhu Ling soup. The rest is like this.

……

Sun disease, fever and sweating without chills, the name is soft spasm

……

Sun disease, no sweat and less urine, angry chest, mouth silent, want to make a rigid spasm, kudzu root soup master.

……”

Could it really be that the magic book has worked, and I can memorize it so smoothly, oh my God! It's hard to see in a thousand years! I also have such a brilliant moment in my life!

When I left the teacher's office, my eyes dared to shine incrediblely, and I was so excited that I could finally endorse it!

And it was so smooth, this success increased my infinite confidence, and I finally broke this spell now that I can't remember the article since I was a child!

Hurry up and take out the "Memory Method" from your bosom, and thank this divine book!

I slowly stroked the book cover, and was about to open it for a moment, when it suddenly became golden and shining, radiating a brilliant light, and when I looked closely, a little man with a round head and a bare body stood on it, and his big eyes were staring at me.

A distant and deep voice floated in the sky: "The world is about to change!" The world is about to change! The world is about to change! ”。

The gray man's face suddenly distorted and twisted at this moment, he jumped to his feet, and rushed to my eyes, I quickly took my hand to block it, but it had already hit an inch above my eyebrows, and I was still in a state of confusion, and he was bounced back into the writing due to resistance.

When I went to look for the gray man again, he was gone, and the light disappeared together, and the surrounding environment was suddenly extremely dark.

When my eyes got used to the darkness, I went to get the book again, but I saw the words "Wanlai Technology" written on the cover.

This is the magazine that I stumbled upon at a newsstand.

Dropping the magazine, I anxiously searched for the Mystic Book, how could such a good book be lost? And it's still there just now!

With such doubts, I continued to search for the ground, but I couldn't find it because I let the mountains and seas turn over.

Only this "Wanlai Technology" is lying quietly on the ground, and it is particularly conspicuous.

Because this book is the only one with a faint glow of fire, and everything around it is still wrapped in silence in the boundless darkness.

Just as I was about to frantically look for it, our teacher Jin Kui suddenly came from behind and kicked me in the back with a high heel.

The pain distorted my face a little, and I looked back at her in surprise and anger.

Who knew that her face suddenly turned into a hippopotamus statue, this scary, good fellow! My soul was suddenly shocked into the clouds, and a loud roar of "ah" came out of my throat at the same time......

"Luo Luo, what's your name? It's noon, it's a nightmare, or what? ”。

I heard the familiar voice of my roommate Cao Fang, so I opened my eyes, quickly looked around the dormitory, and then touched the wall with my hand, it was cool and comfortable!

Only then did he calm down and look up at the familiar bed board on the top bunk, and breathe a sigh of relief - it turned out to be a dream!

"It's okay, it's a dream! I dreamed of falling off a cliff ......". I replied lightly.

I didn't tell them about my dreams. My dreams can't be told casually.

Because I found that there seemed to be predictions about the future, or my past life, or the origin of someone else.

Anyway, my dream is a bit of a heavenly idea. Heaven cannot be divulged, I have always been in my heart and deeply remember this sentence.

I am a man who is afraid of death, and I am afraid of retribution.

"Alright! I've had that dream of climbing stairs and stepping on empty steps......

I'm going to memorize the article in the afternoon, so let's take a lunch break and sleep! ”。

She believed that I had followed my words, but she yawned as she spoke, and she was probably drowsy.

Cao Fang had already re-laid down and was ready to continue taking a nap, and her comfort and peace of mind made me a little envious.

Looking up at the gray slats on the top bunk, dark gray and light gray intersecting, the surface of the planks was prickly, like a pine tree covered with needles on the ground.

This dream is so strange, I even dreamed of that magazine again, is there something mysterious about that magazine, or is this dream suggesting that I should buy that magazine?

I can't help but think of all kinds of details, hoping to figure out why.

But dreams are generally nonsensical, even if there is any meaning, it has to be analyzed by professional psychologists, I am only responsible for dreaming here, but I can't interpret dreams.

Sometimes it's a pity that I had so many dreams, and if I had given them to Freud, would he have researched more information and thus achieved more outstanding achievements?

But what! I often do strange dreams, if I take each one to think carefully, I guess hehe, I may not have to do anything, just go to Freud as a teacher is the wisest, but this master is not from the same world as me!

Even if you teach, you only have the opportunity in your dreams, but it's a dream, and the words of the master in your dreams are what he said, or did I say it?

After thinking about it like this for almost a day, the dream gradually faded into oblivion. It's just that the book "Wanlai Technology" is like an atomic bomb thrown into my brain, and it is the kind that I didn't hear a sound, it makes me fall into trouble, and I think about it, I want to know the mystery, I want to see the power of this atomic bomb.

So I went to the newsstand again, looking for the mysterious magazine.