Fang Zheng is Chinese New Year's Eve years old today, his name is Fangzheng, and the length of the person is also considered Fangzheng. It's been a long time since I started my career, but I haven't written that word yet. It is said that successful men must have three 180, and at the age of thirty, he finally found that even if he has a height of 180CM, a Ding Ding of 180MM, and a house of 180 square meters, he is like a chasm away from success.

The bridge of this chasm moat is 180 square meters, but it is a pity that the second elder has added half of his life's efforts, and only in a second-tier city where he stayed, he changed the bridge in half and then discounted the 60-square-meter small snail house, so that he had the capital to gain a foothold in the blind date corner of the park.

It is this house that allows Fangzheng's parents to stubbornly raise their heads in the blind date corners of older men and women with master's and doctor's degrees in the park, "My old man has vision, and he bought the house when he was in college, and now his son has been working for a few years, and the family has always paid off the mortgage by saving money, and I want not to buy it according to my temper, and now I am afraid that I can't make a down payment by smashing the pot and selling iron."

Don't say that you want to repay the mortgage, you won't be given this opportunity if you want to repay the bank! Don't even think about it!" Whenever my mother and the surrounding aunts nag these words, I will always receive a group of people's echoes and some photos and contact information of gentle, virtuous, young and beautiful women.

Just because things have a good start doesn't mean that there will be a good outcome, and it's only then that our older young man Fang has experienced the power of beauty pictures.

Through dozens of painful blind date experiences, Fangzheng has developed a meticulous and meticulous logical reasoning ability to read pictures and recognize people from drug resistance: "Half-length photos are taken for blind dates, and a square is chosen to make you have no reference around, this girl is more than 150 I ate the table!"

"Mom, this girl has short hair and a neutral outfit, either she has suffered any emotional injuries or has a problem with her orientation, I will marry you a Lala, and you still want to hold your grandson, and your son has to count on the five girls to quench his thirst!

"Please, look at her resume, the job has changed three or four copies! Even if she has no problems, she is a careeraholic, too strong! Marry me and sing against you every day, your son should be double-sided tape!"

Facts have proved that there is no trick to finding a daughter-in-law on a blind date, that is, casting a net all over the sky and planting a wide harvest. Fangzheng's monthly salary was spent in the coffee house, so he could only invite the girl to McDonald's, and suddenly looked back at the dim light.

His girlfriend is not beautiful but very gentle, and the important thing is that people don't dislike him when they eat McDonald's. And so, things moved forward in such an orderly manner.

The girlfriend gave her mother a scarf, and the mother invited the girl to her home for dinner, and the girl could cook, and there was a lot of laughter in the kitchen. Fang Zheng on the sofa poured tea into his father's teacup, who opened his eyes and smiled contentedly, not knowing if it was because of his actions or the laughter of his girlfriend in the kitchen.

Fang Zheng thought at this time, "This is probably love, the mountain alliance and the sea oath, life and death depend on each other, how can there be so many bloody episodes! If I am really paralyzed, I don't expect her to serve for a lifetime, and I don't think about those unrealistic stories about the girlfriend I found on a very realistic blind date."

Speaking of crashing and paralysis, if you want to hit it, you will be killed, your parents will be sad and it will pass, the girl may cry for me, maybe not!!!Bah!Bah!Why crash!" Fang Zheng quickly spat three times in a row, and looked at his father weakly, he wouldn't know what I was thinking just now, right?

At this time, Fang Zheng found that his father didn't look at him at all, and his girlfriend stood at the kitchen door and shouted, "It's time to eat!" The father promised to stand up and walk to the table, and no one in the family looked at him.

After eating, he sent his girlfriend home, and her girlfriend looked down at the ground. If you only walk with your head down, you can't maintain a good sense of balance, and if your girlfriend staggers when she walks, he has to help her from time to time so that she won't fall.

His girlfriend seemed to blush when he helped her, maybe not, there was no moon in the sky and the wind was blowing, I was afraid that it would rain for a while, and I couldn't see her face clearly, but I fell to him more and more often......

Turn the corner and you'll be on the road. Fang Zheng turned around first, but saw a car speeding over, the dazzling headlights were getting brighter and brighter, and the loud roaring engine reminded him that the vehicle had not slowed down, Fang Zheng flashed back to the aisle, and said secretly: "It's dangerous!" only to find that his girlfriend had walked to the avenue with her head down!

"Damn! Come back!!" Fang Zheng shouted, but it was too late to catch his girlfriend back, so he leaned forward and pushed his girlfriend away! There was a thunderclap, and the rain began to fall, but the thunder was smashing here, and a flash of fire split the plane trees on the side of the road.

At this time, Fang Zheng found that his soul was wrapped in this thunder light, slowly walking like the sky. The girl cried heartbreakingly, his own body lying on the ground, a large amount of blood flowing out of his body, slowly dispersing in all directions. It turned out that she would cry for me! Fang Zheng's memories in this world finally stuck at this moment.

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The surrounding is foggy, and the shadows are full of shadows revealing pavilions and pavilions, which are very similar to the style of Suzhou gardens, but they are unusually tall. Fang Zheng felt that the tallness of this courtyard had lost the beauty that it should have, and it was not very neat, not majestic. Even if it is a fairy, it is also a local tyrant and immortal, with no connotation!

At this time, Fang Zheng was very surprised by his whimsical idea, he should be dead, this is the underworld! Shouldn't he think about whether to go to heaven or hell? How can he still have the heart to ridicule Lord Yama! Thinking of this, he thought again: He is saving people from death, and this reincarnation should have a plus! What if he can return to the Ming Dynasty to be a prince or something......

He wanted to go in and take a look, but found that after walking for a long time, the fog had not dispersed, and the building had not come closer, as if he had been doing useless work. Looking down, I didn't see my feet, I was just a soul state, I didn't know what it looked like, I thought I was moving in my imagination but it was useless.

It turns out that people only have souls when they die, and there is no impermanence to lead them, and this kind of experience can boast to his fox friends on the earth: Lao Tzu knows what it is like to die, and you mortals can't understand it! It's just that you don't have to go back yet? It doesn't matter if you can't go back, can you move? This immortal is really annoying!

Fang Zheng tried to float, jump, and even want to fly, but found that he could only think about staying here, and he couldn't go anywhere and couldn't move. I couldn't help but be deflated, thinking to myself: Sooner or later, someone will pay attention to me, or why would he let me come here!

Fang Zheng thought that he was wrapped in a cloud of thunder, which smashed down when he had just died, and smashed a tree, and then slowly flew into the sky. Yes, it really flew back, wrapping your soul along the way. I saw myself dead, and I saw my girlfriend crying loudly for him. She should have to be sad for a while, after all, she died to save her!

And then he went into the clouds, and he felt a hole in the clouds, and he flew into the hole, and it was all black. I don't know how long it was dark, but it was a long time, and then I came here, a place where there was no one around, and there was fog everywhere, and then I couldn't move.

Since no one pays attention to himself, then wait! Fang Zhengxin let go of it, he can't do anything anyway, so he simply don't do anything. Thinking about my parents, the sad feeling is really uncomfortable. I wanted to cry very much, but I didn't cry, and I finally understood what it meant to cry without tears, and I really didn't want to try anymore.

Just when Fang Zheng couldn't think of what he wanted to think, a person walked out of the fog, wearing his common cannon in costume films, white from head to toe, without a little pattern and decoration, his hair was not a bun, it was just scattered, it was also silver-white, no beard, eyebrows were also white, and the eyeballs were black.

"Are you an immortal?" Fang Zheng didn't bother why this man didn't have a bull's head or a horse's head, and he didn't have a long tongue sticking out outside. No one has ever died and come back, and God knows if the underworld is what people say it is!

This person brought himself here, probably he is from the underworld, or the immortal of the heavenly court, he died to save people, maybe it was a cause and effect, he grew up, Xianxia Xiuzhen has not read less, so it seems that he is also a person with the halo of the protagonist, but I don't know if I can become a Da Luo Jin Xian!

The person who came looked at Fang Zheng, but there was no expression on his face, so he didn't like or mourn and said word by word: "I'm not an immortal, I can also say that I am an immortal in your imagination, you came here is an accident, and it is not an accident!" Fang Zheng was confused by the man's words, and hurriedly asked: "How to say it?" If this rhetorical method of definite negation is not a sick sentence, then there is a reason, and there is a reason that he does not understand.

The man stopped talking, his hand pressed on Fang Zheng's soul, and a strange force entered Fang Zheng's soul, Fang Zheng wanted to know what it was, but before he could understand it, he disappeared, and there was something more out of thin air in his mind.

At this time, the man spoke again: "You yourself are dead, the three souls have gone to the second, I have received your last wisp of life soul and there is nowhere to put it, I will pass on a set of methods to you, you should hurry up and practice, and when you re-cultivate the three souls, you can move, at this time, you go to the pavilion with a chessboard in the courtyard to find me." ”

"If I can't cultivate the three souls, then?" Fang Zheng hurriedly asked, the man had already turned around and left, "You wisp of remnant soul will really disperse after staying for long." If you can't cultivate a new three souls before they dissipate, I'll find another soul, I only need a soul, it doesn't matter if you're not!"