In a 20-square-meter rental hut in the Chengdong Resettlement Community in Cheung Chau City, a young man is chanting words in front of a pressure cooker, sweating like rain.

"Eternal darkness! come out in my name, my faithful servant, my dark companion, my friend of death, in the name of my soul, come out, pressure cooker-kun!"

"Jiuyi Tianzun Pressure Cooker! System Binding!"

"Ride the pot with gas!

took turns to try, except for the wind blowing the eggshell, the pressure cooker did not move.

Ma Xiaozhen: "......"

Maintaining the "go you" aircraft carrier style shape, Ma Xiaozhen feels that he is a standard emoji that is "like a mentally retarded".

Nima!

What about the ancient treasures that opened the world?

What about the all-encompassing encompassing of all things?

This is clearly an ordinary pressure cooker, okay?

Ma Xiaozhen's heart was full of familiar alpacas.

It's been a whole day, and he's been tossing this pressure cooker all day.

Before this day, Ma Xiaozhen was still an ordinary second-class young man in the Great Xia Kingdom, with no illustrious background, no prosperous beauty, no fragrant cars and BMWs, so there were no beauties crying and shouting to give birth to children for him.

In the twenty-two years of his life, he has a similar life trajectory to every ordinary young man in the Great Xia Kingdom, a senior single dog for more than 20 years, graduated from a third-rate university, and worked in an advertising agency for a year after graduation.

In the year of work, Ma Xiaozhen was bullied as a newcomer, earning money from selling cabbage with the heart of selling white powder, and his performance was also embezzled by his boss. Later, because of sympathy for Tang Xiaoyan, a design girl who is also a newcomer, she quarreled with her boss in anger and broke up.

Unexpectedly, after resigning, he never looked for a job, Ma Xiaozhen, who had eaten enough mustard instant noodles, gritted his teeth, put down his face and temperament, and set up a stall in the resettlement community in the east of the city to apply mobile phone films.

There is a plaque in the small stall, "A century-old shop, ancestral film". Occasionally, they also carry out other businesses such as posting small advertisements, applying for fake certificates, and reselling children's rocking cars, so as to make ends meet. Although the income is not high, it is better not to look at people's faces, not to be splinted, and to live a chic and happy life.

Every night, it is the love and action movie artist teachers of both virtue and art and the soft and silky breeze toilet paper that accompany Ma Xiaozhen and spend his lonely and turbulent otaku life.

However, just before this night, an inexplicable old man squirted out of Ma Xiaozhen's pressure cooker, and inexplicably turned into a three-year-old doll, and finally gave him an inexplicable pressure cooker, claiming that it was a natal artifact that could change his fate, and he wanted to save a catastrophe three years later.

Ma Xiaozhen tossed around his natal artifact for a night, and tried all kinds of ways to study it over and over again, beating, burning, boiling, sandpaper polishing, system binding, and dark summoning techniques......

The pressure cooker was rubbed by this product and could almost be used as a mirror.

However, there was still no movement.

Is this really a fate-changing artifact? Or is it a fresh and unconventional fraud?

Ma Xiaozhen really couldn't tell the difference.

He looked at the legendary artifact, the Jiuyi Tianzun pressure cooker, and then at the Xuanhuang Ancestor who was blowing his snot bubbles and sleeping like a child, and he couldn't wait to go up and slap him in the face with a few mouths.

Mouth opening artifact closed mouth artifact, you especially leave an artifact instruction manual!

At this moment, the Xuanhuang Ancestor, who was sleeping in a daze, suddenly turned over and slapped himself in the mouth.

Ma Xiaozhen was stunned for a moment, leaned over and turned his head, it turned out that there was a mosquito sticking to the little child's face, and he slapped it squarely, revealing a trace of blood.

Like a lightning bolt in the night, Ma Xiaozhen suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his heart.

"Is it a drop of blood to confess the Lord?"

Thinking of this, Ma Xiaozhen was overjoyed, and hurriedly pricked his finger with a small needle, and pressed the blood overflowing from his finger on the pressure cooker.

In an instant, the pressure cooker was shining, the streamer was steaming purple, and the mist was filling the entire room, and on the inner wall of the pressure cooker, rows of antique seals were rotated and faintly visible.

Suddenly, Ma Xiaozhen only felt a beat in his heart, as if he had established some kind of connection with the pressure cooker. The pressure cooker seemed to have become a part of his body, and he actually had a feeling that his heart and spirit were connected by blood.

He subconsciously pointed with his right hand, and the pressure cooker seemed to understand his intentions, and it slowly rose into the air and hung in the air.

Ma Xiaozhen was overjoyed, his sword fingers waved again and again, and the pressure cooker moved in and out with the direction of his fingers, flying up and down, just like an arm making a finger, and it was all running as expected.

This is the legendary sword with qi...... Ah no, is it not right to control the pot with gas?

Although it looks a little bit, it's also my natal artifact.

Great!

Hahaha –

Ma Xiaozhen imagined that he was hurting people in a pot and taking chrysanthemums thousands of miles away, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh three times, ready to usher in the peak of his life with great ambition.

With this natal artifact, from now on, I will be chivalrous and pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and from then on I will embark on the road of rebellion, and no one will be able to order me again! No one will be able to tell me to do this and that!

The phone rang.

On the other end of the phone is the Zhang sale of the Jiangnan Tannery, and his Jiangnan Tannery is a big stall in the resettlement community in the east of the city, Ma Xiaozhen often hugs his thighs and sets up a stall with him to apply film.

Zhang Sale: "Ma slut, I'll help you occupy your mobile phone film booth, get over and start work!"

Ma Xiaozhen: "Thank you, Uncle Zhang!"

Ma Xiaozhen habitually nodded, bowed, said yes, and hung up the phone.

Hey?

Something seems wrong?

Didn't you just say that no one could command me......

Nima, habit becomes natural, so natural.

......

......

Ten minutes later, Ma Xiaozhen had already packed up and was ready to go out.

Although he learned to control the pot with qi, Ma Xiaozhen didn't think about how to make money with the gas pot for the time being, and he didn't study how the pressure cooker could contain all things. And his only three hundred-yuan bills have been refined into 100 million yuan by the mentally handicapped ancestor, if he doesn't go to the stall to make a few dollars, tomorrow's lunch will be a tragedy.

Before going out, Ma Xiaozhen picked up the fast food box and disposable chopsticks that had been eaten, and prepared to take them downstairs and throw them away. After thinking about it, he picked up the pressure cooker again, and prepared to take advantage of the free time to study the other functions of the natal artifact.

Night had just fallen, it was dinner, and there was no one in the hallway. Ma Xiaozhen pressed the button, the elevator door opened, and there was no one inside.

The elevator began to descend, and he suddenly smelled a faint stench.

There's a piece of in the elevator.

It's really a world that is declining, people's hearts are not ancient, and morality is declining.

Ma Xiaozhen complained in his heart, but a terrible thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

If someone came in now and saw themselves snuggling up to this piece of......

You don't think you pulled it yourself, do you?

......

Thinking of this, the tiger's body suddenly trembled and shuddered.

Belch...... Let's clean it up.

It happened that the fast food box and chopsticks in his hand had not been thrown away, so Ma Xiaozhen hurriedly put the pressure cooker aside, bent over, squatted, lowered his head, and used chopsticks to clip the into the fast food box.

At this moment, there was a "ding" sound, and the elevator door opened.

Ma Xiaozhen, who was squatting on the ground, subconsciously turned his head to look.

The first thing that catches your eye is a pair of Adi's shell-toed shoes, lined with slender and delicate ankles, like carved white jade.

Above is a pair of white and tender long legs, long, moist, and well-proportioned, just like a work of art cut by a knife and an axe, without a trace of fat.

Further up are denim hot pants and simple T-shirts full of youthful vitality, just like her beautiful face, without a trace of complicated decoration, but like clear water out of hibiscus, natural, simple, beautiful to make people amazing.

This is a girl as beautiful as a clear water hibiscus, at this moment, she is holding a cat, standing in front of the elevator door in a daze and looking at Ma Xiaozhen, the cat litter shovel in her hand to shovel cat feces fell to the ground with a "clang".

And Ma Xiaozhen was squatting on the ground, with a pressure cooker next to him, holding a fast food box in his left hand and a pair of chopsticks in his right hand......

There was a lump of on the chopsticks.