My name is Heng Gong Chang, and I am a ......."

Syllable!

Zhang Haohuan's face was full of iron and blue punches in the face of this pigeon clan's spiritual position, and then he was still angry, and moved the stone that had just been dug up, and he was about to press it on the face of this person who claimed to be Zhang Heng, just like his previous state.

(Wutian didn't know that he was about to be buried here because of a name from his previous life, and then this was the time of his death...... ）

The pigeon clan immediately wailed loudly: "I have forgotten what my past life was, I am now called Wutian, yes, I am called Wutian, I am now a spiritual !! of the pigeon family."

The stone that was about to be pressed down stopped slightly, and then Zhang Haohuan's little friend pulled him, Zhang Haohuan hesitated, but still put the stone down, and then said to Wutian seriously: "What do you answer when I ask, don't say what you have...... Let me ask you, you said that you were a human in your previous life, what kind of profession did you have?"

Wutian immediately nodded honestly and said: "Author, writer, online writer, anyway, that's it, I write a book on the clickup website, the pen name is yttthz, is a down-and-out third-rate writer, unmarried, childless, eighteen years old......"

Zhang Haohuan listened and listened, the green tendons on his head popped up again, and he was about to move the stone, but a few friends around him hurriedly stopped him, and he howled dissatisfiedly: "Buried this scourge, can't you see it? He is one of the three thousand worlds, if we don't seal this scourge here, the terrifying funny will come!!! don't pull me, I said, don't pull me!!"

(Wutian's fate was about to be revealed, and he had absolutely no idea that the man in front of him hated anything to do with funny, and his humorous answer was actually about to end his fate...... ）

"I hate being funny!!All the books I've written are the most serious non-fiction subjects!!There isn't a single funny word in my books!!" Wutian immediately said loudly.

The stone that was about to be pressed down slowly paused again, Zhang Haohuan looked at him with an emotionless critical gaze, and Wutian immediately looked back at it with a good gentleman's appearance, and the two looked at it like this for at least five or six seconds before Zhang Haohuan slowly put down the stone in his hand.

"Well, it's true that you haven't been infected by comedy yet, otherwise you would have done something funny if you looked at me for five or six seconds. Zhang Haohuan said solemnly.

Wutian subconsciously asked, "For example?"

Zhang Haohuan's face began to darken again, but this time he didn't lift the stone, but said seriously: "You don't want to know, really, forget what I just said, stay away from being funny, that's the source of terror, the peak of terror, and the terror itself......"

"That's so scary. "Isn't it the same as on those funny videos?" for example, after two boxers looked at each other for a few seconds, one of them suddenly kissed the other......

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Haohuan looked straight at the North Stygian Kun, and saw that the Northern Stygian suddenly had a chill down his spine, Zhang Haohuan said: "I advise you to spend an hour or two a day meditating and reading more articles on serious topics, I personally recommend the ones in the Marxist-Leninist series to purify all the funny memories and thoughts in your mind, otherwise...... I'm afraid that one day you'll be on a hilarious path of depravity, and by then, no one will be able to save you!"

Bei Mingkun muttered, although he still didn't understand why being funny made Zhang Haohuan so afraid, but the word depravity still had some deterrent power, so he didn't dare to say anything more.

And Wutian actually doesn't understand why the word funny will stimulate Zhang Haohuan so much, he thinks that this Zhang Haohuan is probably mentally ill, right? He writes books, although he is very scummy, but he has read a lot of various materials, he knows that there are some abnormal mental illnesses, and he will be afraid of some specific weird things, such as black fear, or bubble fear, and one more funny fear doesn't seem to be a big problem, right?

(Stupid Wutian didn't know that funny horror would sweep everything, it was an era when even the eternal night was gloomy, it was an era when even the ultimate cried, and as everyone who witnessed all this, they would remember the funny horror, and even for a long time, funny would become a taboo synonym, any funny behavior would be banned, and any funny person would be burned directly on the fire, it was the dark year of funny, and that was a world that Wutian would never imagine...... ）

"I'm grass!" Wutian couldn't help but yell.

As soon as this sentence came out, he immediately saw that the stone that had been put down by Zhang Haohuan was lifting again, and he hurriedly shouted: "I just heard you say that you are depraved, so I was scared all of a sudden, really, believe me, I definitely have nothing to do with being funny!!"

Zhang Haohuan slowly put down the stone, he stared at the sky for a long time, and then asked: "Tell me about your situation, needless to say in your previous life, just talk about how you became what you are now, right?"

Wutian immediately said, "I was originally coding words...... In short, I guess I died suddenly, you know, the lowest writer can't help it, in order to just eat, he can only spell numbers, you must know that as long as I am on the shelf, I will take all the attendance every time, I dare to say that I have no more diligent than me. ”

At this time, the ghost sent the gods, and Chenyang suddenly said a word: "I'm afraid you don't have any income except for full attendance, right? How much is the average order? Is it more than a hundred?"

Wutian's face immediately turned red, and he said what kind of thing can a writer do......

"Stop, stop!!"

Zhang Haohuan was still watching and listening relaxedly, but suddenly he was full of excitement, and immediately shouted loudly: "Stop me, this is a funny precursor!......!" Looks like we should bury you here. ”

Zhang Haohuan looked at Wutian, there was murderous intent in his eyes, and when he was about to continue to lift the stone, the friends around him immediately stopped him, and Qing Shi said: "I'm still curious about his next story, go on, what's next?"

Wutian swallowed his saliva and said: "Anyway, that day I was writing words, and I was about to carry out 20,000 words and six watches as usual, when suddenly my eyes were dark, when I woke up again, I floated to the sky, and then landed, boom, I was crushed under this ground, above is sand, below is rock, I can't move in it, but fortunately, I seem to be able to eat without drinking water, although hungry and thirsty, but I don't know how long I stay alive, although I have a hunch that I am getting weaker and weaker......"

Zhang Haohuan calmed down his mood for a while, and then asked, "How long have you been here?"

Wutian said helplessly: "I don't know, I often fall into a deep sleep, it may be the body's instinctive retention of energy, or it may be that my memory is merging with this body, in short, I am often unconscious, and I have not often woken up until the last six months." ”

Zhang Haohuan immediately asked, "What about the memory? How much memory have you inherited from this body?"

Wutian was stunned for a moment and said: "Almost all the memories, I know that this is the Flood Continent, and I also know that I am the pigeon clan spirit position, by the way, extraordinary, legendary, demigod, spirit position, holy position god or something, I know it, I am super strong in my memory, but now I don't know what's wrong, I can't use any power." ”

At this time, Zhang Haohuan immediately asked again: "Then do you have the innate ability to awaken the pigeon clan?"

Wutian immediately nodded again and again: "Awakened awakened, awakened, and I think my awakened innate ability is extremely strong, compared with the innate ability that I know in this body in my memory, it is at least hundreds of times stronger, this is a big killer, believe me, I am much more useful than you think!!"

Hearing this, Zhang Haohuan breathed a sigh of relief, he let go of the stone he had been pinching and said: "Rescue him, the pigeon family is a vegetarian and has never eaten humans, this is one, and second, he is not one of the three thousand worlds, he is just a tentacle split from the world, it is no longer a world, if it continues, it will be a truly new life form, this is good." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Haohuan had already taken the lead and began to move the surrounding stones, and Wutian immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and he was about to ask about the meaning of the World Tentacles, when he heard the voice of narration in his ears again.

(Wutian survived, and he didn't know that this was the beginning of his great chance...... Damn it...... ）

"Wait, wait, what's the damn!? I'm going to survive the damn hell!?"

Wutian shouted to himself, he didn't see it, Zhang Haohuan's eyes flashed dangerously again, and he was bending down to lift the previous stone......

(End of chapter)