Cultivating a relationship with a sister should be gradual, and if you can't come up, you can just say that I want to lick you*, sister, this is the routine that his other friend Xiao Hongzhe taught him in college, as a senior ** who uses a dating app to tease her sister all year round, that guy knows that asking "about it" in the face of women is a behavior with the most negative scores, even if he looks handsome, his image will be greatly reduced.

Its nature is equivalent to a beautiful woman who has never known each other and comes up to you and says: "Give me 2,000 yuan and I will sleep with you for one night", especially at this time, if you don't have 2,000 yuan in your pocket, then your interest in this beauty must be reduced by at least 50 percent.

All in all, the purpose should not be too strong, otherwise it will scare the other party away.

Therefore, Fang Yi's attitude towards Feng Qiuyu was also tepid at the beginning, deliberately suppressing the curiosity in the depths of his heart, disguising himself as a deep scheming, and when she came over to change the salt water for herself, he only occasionally chatted with her, and most of the time he politely said thank you and then played with his mobile phone.

But he was waiting, ready to find an opportunity to get her WeChat.

"It's really hard for you, you have to be on duty so late."

Looking at the bewitching body that was neatly removing the last two bags of salt water today, Fang Yiyi, "You still have to pay attention to your body, don't stay up all night, staying up late is the deadly killer of every young beauty." ”

Praise without a trace, well, I look so handsome, and I know how to handle my sister's routines so well, it's a pity not to learn from a scumbag to be a groom every night.

Sure enough, any girl will be very happy when she hears others praise her beauty, even Feng Qiuyu, who has long been accustomed to this, is no exception, and at the moment she smiled at Fang Yi and said, "No way, work." ”

It was another conversation that was as light as water, but Fang Yi believed that he must have left a little impression on the other party.

Turn off the screen and go to sleep.

This night, Fang Yi had a lot of very chaotic dreams, he first dreamed that he was in an old and dark medieval style building, in front of him was a long corridor, and on the broken walls on both sides hung many dirty portraits of nobles, and his sickly pale faces were always smiling stiffly at him.

Suddenly, his back was hairy, as if something terrible was approaching him at a rapid pace, and he did not dare to turn back, so he ran forward frantically......

The next moment, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he came to a place like a volcanic crater, led by two things in dirty and tattered robes with iron chains, and slowly walked on the edge of the fire-filled crater, like the walking dead.

He was infinitely frightened in his heart, and subconsciously looked at the crater, only to see that in that sea of fire magma, there were the ruins of an abandoned ancient city, and the figures in it were longing.

He was watching intently, when a tongue of fire came at him, and he sat down on the ground in fright.

One of the two men in tattered robes turned his head, and it turned to a skeletal face with no flesh and skin, and scolded him in non-human language, pulling heavily on the chain around his neck, motioning for him to continue walking.

Without warning, he came to another scene, within the dimly lit stone walls, where visibility was maintained only by flickering candles. This seems to be an ancient tomb, and there is a huge ancient coffin hanging in front of it, engraved with countless complicated and strange patterns and statues......

Then, he woke up.

only to realize that the previous mysterious journey was all a dream.

He felt a little holding his pee, and he was relieved to think about it.

Well? Why is it so dark? Isn't the light in the ward left on all night?

He then found out that it was dark because he hadn't opened his eyes yet.

He then realized that he didn't open his eyes because he couldn't.

He was suddenly startled in his heart, and his consciousness suddenly came to his senses completely.

Wrong!

It's not just that you can't open your eyes.

Can't move yet!

The pores all over Fang Yi's body suddenly stood up, and at the same time, an extremely abrasive scream suddenly sounded in his ears.

That feeling, like hearing the sound of fingernails scraping the blackboard, was extremely uncomfortable, as if there was a feeling of electric shock, and the whole person was paralyzed.

He struggled for a moment, his body as if it was no longer his own, and he didn't even listen to a finger.

It's hard to even breathe......

His chest suffocated for a while, as if he was pressed by a boulder, and he couldn't move at all.

His breathing was a little rapid, and he felt extremely frightened.

Wake up! Wake up quickly!

If you don't wake up, you're likely to ...... Will die!

Ah......hhh

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is staring at you.

Darkness is always terrifying.

But the darkness in front of Fang Yi at this time was even more terrifying.

He couldn't open his eyes, but he faintly adapted to the suffocating darkness, and then, in the dark, he vaguely "saw" a black figure lying on top of him!

Jesus of Nazareth, Son of God, Son of David, save me!

I don't want to die!

Fang Yi has always been a staunch atheist, and he went to church several times when he was a child with his grandmother who believed in Christ, but he didn't feel anything.

When I grew up, because I entered the archaeology major, I studied the Bible recommended by my university tutor with the purpose of exploring history, and found that if you put aside those Shinto things, from the perspective of historical research, the Bible, the religious classic with the first international sales (the second largest international sales of the Little Red Book), is still very valuable. It at least truly records the entire history of the evolution and development of the Middle East, and it can stand up to scrutiny, which is undeniable.

People say that Christianity is a foreign religion, but in fact, Christianity originated in Jerusalem in Palestine, and it was only later that it was carried forward in the West.

However, although somewhat attracted by the history of the Jews, Fang Yi still adheres to atheistic materialism, does not worship God, and does not worship Buddha. It's like although he has also studied the Lotus Sutra and the Ranga Sutra, he also does not enter the Buddhism.

However, in his opinion, the overly vain and ornate concepts of Buddhism, such as preaching, crossing tribulations, and passing away, are really not as down-to-earth as the Bible. The most obvious point is that the place names in the Bible can be verified, while the place names in the Buddhist scriptures are all nonsense.

What's more, the Buddha also said: "Heaven and earth are the only one", advocating that everyone rely on their own asceticism to cross others and cross themselves, and it is actually wrong to regard Buddha as a kind of belief. Buddha is only the ultimate state that can only be achieved through penance in everyone's heart, but the funny thing is that the Buddhas of the past have been worshiped as gods by later people, and the meaning of Buddha has been misunderstood.

So now that he encountered this unknown situation, Fang Yi knew that if he used the Buddhist set of ideas to save himself, it would be obviously useless, and he could only think of asking for the son of God at the critical moment.

This is a very ridiculous phenomenon, he calls himself atheist, and it is only at this life-and-death juncture that he realizes that he believes in Marx, Christ, and Buddhism - in short, he believes in whatever can save him.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Fang Yi? ”

Just when he was as desperately frightened as a drowning man who couldn't grasp the life-saving straw, this heavenly voice suddenly sounded in the world where he couldn't see his fingers.

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For a long time before and after writing this book, I had a terrible real experience, and yesterday I encountered another ghost press on the bed, and I couldn't sleep all night.

It's time to write this story, so I got up early today and started to organize my thoughts and write an outline.

Well, this book might be a bit of a cult.

I don't know if all the weird things I've encountered in my life have anything to do with the idea I came up with this book.

If I had the chance, I would have written about my own experiences in this book.

In short, the birth of this book is no accident.

It was already dark outside, I hadn't turned on the lights yet, it was dim, and I felt some hairiness on my back.

My fingers tapping the keyboard trembled a little.

But I didn't dare to look back.

Thank you for all of you who are still reading.

Thank you to everyone who gave tips and voted for your recommendations.

- Well, I shouldn't have an accident, if you vote for me (there is a through train in the previous sentence, remember to click on it).