Chapter 25, Go Crazy

I sang a lot of songs on my phone last night. It's pure venting. Joy in the heart.

I woke up early today and rode my motorcycle on a mountain road. In the back seat sat the mother, and in the box was the head treasure. Five miles is not very far. It's there in ten minutes. eighteen bends of mountain road,

I parked my car on the road in front of my old house. It's still hot today. I can't do any farm work at noon. The grapes in the orchard are still green.

I sat in the room, opened my head and put it on. Entered the game.

Life should be enjoyed, whether it's reality or games. To hell with the end of the world.

I came to the grocery store and bought flints, barbecue grills. I went to the inn and bought salt and spices from the owner.

I ran to the outside of the novice village, grabbed a trial pheasant, and walked away. Walk towards the river outside the village. Find a vacant seat and set up the grill. I brutally killed the Pheasant of Trials. Gather firewood and start a fire to roast.

After a while, the trial pheasant squeaks and squeaks on the grill! Golden yellow, the feathers have been burned to ashes by charcoal fire. The air is filled with the smell of fluffy burnt and meaty aromas.

I swirled the trial roast chicken so that it was evenly heated. Not too fresh and not too cooked!

Wait until the whole body is golden, and the roasted pheasant skin is oily, and a very appetizing crack is listed. I swallowed. Sprinkle with salt and spices. A delicious dish is it.

I took the roasted pheasant and slowly made it knee-deep into the river, sat down, and enjoyed the warm sunshine. Took a bite of the crispy crust. Melt-in-your-mouth. Sweet and juicy. Mixed with a pinch of salt, it is served with spices that stimulate the taste buds! It's a great food.

My satisfied wolf spat and bited. Lay down. The whole body was submerged in the water, and the river water seeped through the leather armor and into the skin of the body. Just make an expression in the air. That's called a satisfaction!

"I want to be in a fairy tale

The angel you love

Open your hands

Become wings to protect you

You have to believe

I'm sure we'll be like in a fairy tale

Happiness and joy are the end"

A voice came from all around, and everyone was busy waking up from their sense of taste. Turn your head to look. It's an orc warrior pulling a female player with a nice face. He sang while pulling the female player. Back to a tree...

"Taoyiren, are you willing to accompany me to the ends of the earth!"

"Shout to get up, no problem. As long as you want. And our children. The female player touched her stomach.

"Damn!! There is no end, in this love! "Some players are starting to get tired of it

"The children will grow up slowly, and we will grow old slowly."

"Shout to get up, what you say is better than what you sing!"

"Nonsense, don't I sing well?"

"What the! It's endless! "There's one player who can't stand it. Walked over and stabbed the orc in the waist.

"Shout to get up. You see someone breaking into our world. ”

"yes, all we have in our world is music and beer!"

"Mom!" The man who had stabbed the sword ran away.

"Everybody run...

I stood up and walked slowly over with my sword in hand.

"Shout to get up, you see you've scared them away!"

"No, as long as there is your world, I am not alone." I slowly approached.

"Shout to get up, you might as well sing a song!"

"Okay!! I want to be in a fairy tale

The angel you love

Open your hands

Become wings to protect you

You have to believe

I'm sure we'll be like in a fairy tale

Happiness and joy are the end"

I walked up behind the orc and compared the length of the sword to the width of the orc's waist.

"Shout to get up, you sing so well... You see someone fighting with a sword behind you."

"No amount of comparison can compare to your beauty"

"Really?"

I shook my head! I can't stand it! Get out!

"Wow!!" A sword stabbed deep into the orc.

"Shout to get up, do you feel pain?"

"Taui people! As long as you're there, I don't hurt at all!! ”

"But you've been stabbed!"

"It doesn't matter. You're there. My heart is sweet even when it weeps. ”

"Damn!!" I drew my sword. Here we go!

Since then, the river has become the exclusive scenery of the pair of mandarin ducks. Singing came from afar.

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I sat speechless in the shade of the novice village. There are people who sing like this! It's scary! Hey, my silence. Listen to less fairy tales in the future. It's a shadow.

The people ran away, and they didn't lie down in that river, they didn't barbecue in that river. Nor do anything in that river. It should not be allowed for the scenery.

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Dusk and sunset. I'll do it on the branch of the novice village. Next to him are popsicles.

"Popsicles, what are the rivers and lakes?"

"Jianghu? I don't even know what rivers and lakes are. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes! ”

"And what if you don't come out?"

"The rivers and lakes are so big, the prodigal son is looking for a house to turn around! Hero drink a glass of wine! Heroes shout for help! Even couples can't bear to be lonely and romantic... ”

"Oh, worldly strife, maybe only idlers are talking about rivers and lakes. People in the rivers and lakes can't help themselves. ”

"Ding!!" I lit a cigarette! And then he said. "The crying of novices in the rivers and lakes is just a joke"

Popsicles were also lit with cigarettes. "What's wrong? Bullied? ”

"Hehe, no. It's just a casual remark! ”

The two jumped off the branches. In the afternoon, cat's eye, late, light dot playing cards on the grass. Play losing money.

In our hometown, many times I like to get together to play with Jinhua, and I used to smoke cigarettes. Now play losing money.

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At night, the night sky is bright. Starry. A meteor suddenly streaked across the night sky like an arrow. I'm going to sleep counting the stars today. Lie on the grass. The five popsicles lit a bonfire next to them and set up a barbecue! Playing cards all night. Eating barbecue. Maybe sleep in the game today!

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There is a fairy cave in the deep mountains, and the dry branches go down the river.

The hot sun wind swings the leaves and flies, and the dark clouds leak the dampness below.

I don't realize that people have been in the dusk, and the years are in a dream.

Looking at the starry sky chasing thousands of miles, the starlight at night and the bees.

The meteor has already entered the mirror, and the universe is moved in his hand.

There is nothing in the world, and I am crazy when the clouds paint the sky.