Su Tianfu often wondered if he had special functions.

If someone is as handsome as he is, he must be the protagonist in other stories, and the protagonist has a bit of a special function, isn't it too much?

To be reasonable, if this kind of thing were said by a psychiatrist, his colleague Meng Zhending would 100% write a mental and cognitive impairment identification form, and then send himself to the hospital to be cut off from his mobile phone and the Internet for a month.

Don't ask why, because Meng Zhending did that when he said that he was laughing at the six gods and demons in another world, he didn't take him back until seven days later.

Because the WIFI in Meng Zhending's room was cut off that day, it seems that he did not pay the phone bill.

can't blame him, after all, the two grew up in this way from childhood to adulthood, and it happened that Meng Zhending was facing the pressure of his parents urging him to marry during that time, and he was so busy with things after the evaluation of the professor that his mentality exploded.

He gave a little help intimately, and after that incident, his family never urged him again.

When I went to pick him up, the other party took the Buddhist scripture and said calmly: Amitabha, don't be caught by the old man in the future.

"After the calf, it's useless to take medicine."

Su Tianfu looked at the lottery interface in front of him, there was no automatic ten-consecutive draw, and there was no recharge channel, those points have been rising all these years, but they have risen very slowly, and they are only a drop in the bucket compared to the huge assets.

But what is the use of all these virtual electronic illusion currencies? After smoking it a few times, he realized that he just showed it to himself and couldn't really use it.

He's been ignoring that system, and the extreme channels of sublimation next to it.

What happens to a stud wave? Whenever his blood is pumping, he often drinks an iced cola to cool himself down.

There is no reason, instinct is so.

"Here you go." Meng Zhending took out a can of Coke from the refrigerator.

"I'm a Pepsi faction." Su Tianfu looked at the red can in his hand and said, "Let's just take a moment." ”

Meng Zhending rejected the other party's invitation to factional war, and sat in front of the hotel's office desk and opened his laptop. "I'm going to play a game for a while, and I'll call me when you go out."

"There's time to play games, but there's no time to code words, right?" Su Tianfu's fingers trembled and pointed at the other party. "Wait for me to get on the number!"

Even in the top-level difficulty game of life, Su Tianfu and Meng Zhending are on the line every day, and the difficulty of the keyboard and mouse will naturally not put any pressure on the two.

"It always feels a little unreal."

After easily winning the top ten gold games of the national server, Su Tianfu squinted his eyes and recalled his life from childhood to adulthood.

"It's not real." Meng Zhending's mobile phone came with a message prompt, he picked up his mobile phone and began to type in reply, and said at the same time: "If you feel empty, you can go to the hotel rooftop." ”

"Burst reality with your hands on the air, shatter the spirit, and banish this world~"

"My cousin's family said they wanted to inherit the Taoist temple to me. Why?"

"I think Xiaoqing is just under too much academic pressure, and he can recover after a while, rebellious, everyone has this period."

Meng Zhending stared at the mobile phone screen for a long time, put down the mobile phone and rubbed his chin, and after a while, he started to operate again, as if he was communicating with people by text message. "Well, that's over, let's move on to two fights."

"Against the sky" Su Lin turned off the game, opened the curtains and opened the window under Meng Zhending's puzzled gaze, and raised his hand to shake something outside the window.

Today's weather is not very good, the overcast sky is not as refreshing as a rainy day, and the high-rise buildings with reinforced concrete make people feel dull.

Ordinary people who have come to the metropolis with dreams and expectations for more than ten years and recognize the reality see such weather, and they are already in an underestimated mood, and it is estimated that they will be a little more depressed.

"Let there be light!" Su Tianfu announced.

"Is your Secondary 2 here again?" Meng Zhending picked up the Coke and took a sip and complained.

It's no longer strange, if it weren't for the fact that the reason of the second illness was too far-fetched, he would now open a psychiatric appraisal for the other party and contact the nearest psychiatric hospital here in the magic capital.

But this time it's a little different.

In the sky, the endless lead-gray canopy slowly tore through the middle, revealing a moat of golden light.

Sunlight shone through the cracks, initially just a bright beam of light that gradually spreads and illuminates the surrounding clouds.

As if searching, the light came from the other side of the city, illuminating all the buildings outside the window at an incredible speed, and the glass curtain wall shone brightly.

Su Tianfu bathed in a clear light, and the dust wandered all around, as if the sacred and the dust were all around him.

Meng Zhending looked at this scene, but his heart cooled, for no other reason

"Hey, you're on Coke." Su Tianfu reminded.

"I know." Meng Zhending felt the cold cola, the white shirt was dyed with carbonated drinks with extremely high sugar content, and the coolness and stickiness in his chest made him a little sober: "You opened?" ”

Meng Zhending asked as he got up to look for a change of clothes.

Su Tianfu scolded: "Open a fart, the weather forecast is cloudy and sunny." ”

He Su someone hates others to hang up the most, and he has been like this since he was a child, such as sleeping in class, and knowledge flows into his head, and some people say that he is hanging.

"That's good, I thought you were a priest usurping the throne and becoming a god."

Meng Zhending took out a change of clothes from his suitcase and walked towards the bathroom. "You've become a god, so I can't be Sanqing? Scared to death."

"If I were God, I would have just released the success of Genesis and restarted the era." Su Tianfu looked at his hand and said.

"You're anti-human, huh?" Meng Zhending's hand stiffened when he opened the door, and asked, "Are you dissatisfied with your current life?!" ”

Although Su Tianfu and himself often mess up, and from time to time shout that they work hard, the rice they earn is actually enough for the rest of their lives to have no worries about food and clothing, otherwise how did the big electronic music bar open?

The rent and labor costs in that section of Lingshan Road are not low.

Their academic qualifications and existing professional titles, if they want to be more leisurely, they can pick a few ordinary universities to be honorary teachers, go once a week, and take a class at a time.

"Seriously, I feel more and more that something is wrong with my life now, is Xueba really my personality? I don't remember that my grades in high school weren't very good. ”

Su Tianfu frowned and said:

"I've had a bit of a strange dream lately. From time to time, I can see people in the network messaging me. ”

"What are you doing with the phone in the shower?"

Meng Zhending waved his hand and said to himself: "It's nothing, the area code here in the magic capital seems to start with 021. It's okay, Mr. Su, we can have a good chat. ”

Su Tianfu was silent, and directly snatched the other party's mobile phone and canceled the landline number that was dialed out, and the name of the Modu Mental Health Center was noted on it.

"I'm not mentally ill! Seriously, I can't believe that I actually became a doctor and went to Longhu Mountain back then, and I even planned to become a professional Taoist priest to get away from this unreal world. ”

"I know, but there is no pressure in this society except for the chaebol, like I occasionally feel that I have forgotten a lot of things."

Meng Zhending actually empathized with Su Tianfu's words, he was satisfied with his current life, but he often felt that something was missing in his life.

He didn't like Shaolin's Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, it was too boring to chant scriptures and boil bones, but it made him feel nostalgic.

The statue of the Taoist temple is too mysterious, and there is no one in the mountains, but it makes him feel leisurely.

Of course, occasionally I can go up to give lectures as a genius doctor, and it is quite comfortable to walk in front of relatives and friends, but there is something missing.

Are the people in your dreams? Is it a name that can be written with a keyboard? Or is it the rivers and lakes that are full of happiness and hatred?

Maybe both.

That's why he writes books, putting those imaginations into words, and when he wants to read them, he can take out his phone to look at them and enter another world.

But this kind of imagination is not his alone, it should be said that many people have this kind of dream.

There is a reader surnamed Yuan in the book friend group of "The Respect of the World" who chatted with him, saying that he felt a kind of resonance when he saw this book, and the Xianxia in his eyes should be like this.

Meng Zhending encouraged the other party to write a book, but the other party told him that the pen name "squid who loves diving" had been occupied, and after thinking about it, he continued to work.

"I'll tell you a secret" Meng Zhending dispelled the thoughts surging in his mind and said with a smile: "It's not that I don't respect the immortals, it's not that I'm too inflated, I always feel that the Shangqing Observatory is sitting."

"That's me."

"Yes, all three are me, and I am Sanqing."

Su Tianfu looked strange and scolded with a smile: "You are the second middle school, right?" You are Sanqing, and I am still the God of the Beginning! Sanqing over there, eat me a Genesis! ”

He smashed the other man with the empty can he had drunk.

The world of girders.

Li Huowang and Si Tianjian were on the way to the countryside in the land of Buddha Chaos, and at this moment they were so shocked that they couldn't speak when they looked at the scene in front of them.

The sun shines on the field, and the green wheat seedlings seem to straighten their waists at this moment, growing towards the sun, and the clear light shines on the surface of the lake, and the lake surface is sparkling, a vibrant scene.

It was supposed to be something to be happy about, but now it's supposed to be night.

Si Tianjian Gu Yuan sat on horseback, looked at the sky and said, "Not only Daliang, but also Qingqiu and Siqi are all daylight. ”

A vision that had never been seen before happened.

Li Huowang looked up at the sky, and there was no sun in the sky.

The light is brilliant but not dazzling, like the clear light that can only be felt after the fermentation of the years, when I remember the spring outing in my childhood, whenever I think back, it is one of the few leisure times that forget the distractions of the world and only focus on the present.

"Li Huowang!" Si Tianjian Gu Yuan shouted lightly: "Wake up." ”

Li Huowang broke free from his memory, he felt extremely peaceful in his heart, but this was extremely abnormal.

"What's going on?" Li Huowang felt that something might be wrong inside Bai Yujing, and this abnormal vision could only be done by the disappearance of the dragon vein or the power of Si Ming.

Gu Yuan blinked his eyes and took out a clay statue of the Heavenly Buddha from his arms.

As the light shone on the mud Buddha, Sanskrit sounds reverberated and echoed in the fields of the countryside, and it wasn't long before the village in front of me, which had been designated as a gathering place for Dharma teachings, burst into the light.

"Heavenly Buddha Venerable" Li Huowang muttered to himself, and the scene in front of him began to change, from the countryside to a hotel room.

He shifted his vision to the modern world, and the Si Tianjian in front of him also changed from Gu Yuan to Qing Wanglai.

"Cough" Qing Wanglai suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the carpet of the hotel with a terrifying dark red patch.

"Are you alright?" Li Huowang frowned and said:

"Do you want to see a doctor? The two psychiatrists in the downstairs room may be able to help you out and hang up a temporary expert number. ”

"It's fine." Qing Wanglai did not have any emotional changes on his face, and still remained indifferent.

He went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, cleaned it, and then walked out with a towel to wipe his face.

"Brother Li."

Hearing Qing Wanglai's title and his soft tone, Li Huowang raised his vigilance and leaned towards the door.

He now makes it very clear that Zhuge Yuan is a good brother, and Qing Wanglai is a pure emotionless madman who harms others and himself.

"It doesn't have to be like that, you should know a lot of things from some unknown source, right?" Qing Wanglai had a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth and said:

"If you take the initiative to contact the outside world through unknown means and consciously make changes, you should know a lot of things."

"For example, Si Ming, such as Xinpan, and the essence of us people, my projection theory has already told you, you should understand that all of us are projections of something, including me."

"Brother Li, you don't need to be so vigilant about Xiaosheng, think about it carefully, Xiaosheng has harmed you?"

He used Zhuge Yuan's tone, his appearance was three points similar to Zhuge Yuan, and his demeanor was exactly the same.

Li Huowang gritted his teeth and forcibly held back the discomfort in his heart, revealing a shocked and excited look: "Zhuge . . . Are you Brother Zhuge ?! ”

"No, you are Zhuge Yuan's corresponding commander!"

Qing Wanglai was silent for a moment, pushed down the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said:

"Brother Li, has anyone ever said that you are actually not suitable for acting? And Xiaosheng is the commander in charge of secret cause and effect, so it's not appropriate for you to play it for me. ”

It's about your hammer!

If you hadn't struck me with a spine sword in the girder, would you know these things?! Obviously, when I used to act in movies, everyone else said that I acted well.

Obviously, Li Huowang forgot that he was acting in his true colors at that time.

"I don't know what means you've been given to know something that is destined to happen on the timeline, or how many things you know, but it doesn't matter."

"In the present situation, there is no point in dwelling on what happened in the past, what matters is how to change the present and the future."

Qing Wanglai was very rational, he showed that he was not interested in Li Huowang's personal secrets, and he did not care about Li Huowang's thoughts.

Facing Qing Wanglai's self-proclaim, Li Huowang interrupted: "I have a suggestion, Zhuge Yuan is your past body but not your current you, you are a modern person, can you speak normally?" ”

"Huh." Qing Wanglai smiled and continued indifferently:

"In the face of the existence of that fallen God, my plan is the best solution, and only by doing so can we have a glimmer of life."

"You also saw in your NDE that the existence we were facing was struggling to sustain itself, and the fallen God was not yet awake."

"Joining forces is the only way to survive."

Would you believe me if I said that God was here to help?

Li Huowang felt that he and the current Qingwang couldn't explain it, after all, the other party was still under the control of Fushengtian.

"Joining forces? Are you mistaken, that thing" Li Huowang found that the name of that existence in his head disappeared, and his impression became very shallow.

"Everything is a projection, and as long as the curtain is still there, we can reproduce it at any time, including us." Qing Wanglai smiled: "Whether it's you and me or the world, it's not really important, the important thing is the truth." ”

"In the face of life, as long as the curtain is protected, even if we sacrifice the projection, we still have a glimmer of life, but if we face Su Tianfu, you know what his essence is."

"Even Yu Sheng can only use his Heavenly Dao as a consumption to delay the other party's awakening, but in doing so, he is charging a bomb."

"So what do you want to do?" Li Huowang asked rhetorically: "You can't play Su Tianfu and you can play too much?" ”

He knew that Qing Wanglai's original plan was to kill all the Si Ming, seize all the Heavenly Dao, and create a new world, but this set didn't work at all, it was just the madness brought about by being polluted.

"I don't know why this aspect of existence was quietly brought in by you, but we don't have much time left."

Qing Wanglai shook his head, but there was suddenly something different in his eyes, and the smile on his face was a little more real. "But I also want to thank you, Brother Li, you brought Meng Zhending, he is the antidote, the antidote to this problem."

"The antidote.." Li Huowang didn't quite understand what Qing Wanglai meant.

"My relationship with him. What should you know? Qing Wanglai pointed to himself, and then pointed downstairs, and said:

"Actually, we are projections, but we are not the only projections, and the projections also have successive levels, just like the Drost effect, the infinite mirror theory produced by the contrast of two mirrors."

"Me and you, and the people outside the room are all projections of the true self, and the real me is a projection of him."

"Brother Li, do you understand? If Sanqing is him, the ontology corresponding to Yu Sheng will not be able to affect us at all! ”

With a smile on his face, Qing Wanglai stepped forward, stretched out his hands and held Li Huowang's hand tightly, looked at him enthusiastically, and said with a hint of pleading in his voice:

"Brother Li, you helped me save Daqi, please help me again."

"Help me let Meng Zhending stay in this world!"

(End of chapter)