It is said that people are not in vain. (This book is organized and released by www.xiazailou())
Everyone has experienced that period more or less, but some people show it, some people hide it in their hearts. That is the difference between Ming Sao and Secret Sao.
Song Shuhang has some young and mature people, who came quickly at that time, and went faster.
So when they reached the second grade of junior high school, the boys around were still trapped in martial arts dreams, superman dreams, fairy dreams, waving the eighteen palms of Jianglong and Superman transforming all day. However, Shuhang had already had no hope for these.
The laws of physics in this world are so precise that it is impossible for a human being to jump three stories high; to slap a golden dragon with his palms; and to fly by wearing underwear!
But he still likes fairy tales, superman movies, and so on. Perhaps deep down in his heart, he still hopes that one day Superman, aliens, fairies, etc. will appear in front of him, right?
Obviously knowing that it is impossible, but inexplicably looking forward to it, this is the unique talent of human beings?
Song Shuhang smiled and closed the group chat window, but he did not leave the group.
He feels that the people in the Jiuzhou No. 1 group are very interesting. The chat records in the group that make people feel shy just to see it, from the perspective of the observer, are surprisingly interesting-so in the group Before the main kick, he was going to dive first, look at all kinds of interesting chat records, and pass his time when he was bored.
On the computer screen, the movie is still going on. It seems to be a horror movie. All kinds of horror plots are endless. This movie is the pinnacle of a genius horror film director. It is said that many uncle-level characters have been scared to cry, and many people say that they dare not go to the toilet alone.
Unfortunately, Song Shuhang still didn’t feel anything terrible. After pulling back the progress bar and looking at it for a while, he yawned again, slowly changing from a sitting position to a lying position, and his eyelids became heavier…
If the genius director knew that his movie had only this effect, would he cry?
In confusion, Song Shuhang had a sweet dream.
It’s a very cool dream, Meidi is very good. There are fairies, there are supermen, there are all kinds of wonderland.
Longevity and happiness, moving mountains and seas, swordsmanship in the world, is this the dream of many people throughout the ages? It’s just that with age, reality shatters dreams, and people can only hide dreams in their hearts and no longer think about them.
Dreams are dreams after all…
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The next day, May 21st, Tuesday, 1 AM.
In the chat group, Zhenjun Huangshan is finally online.
As soon as he came up, Beihe Sanren came up and asked: “True Monarch, who was the one called the ‘Book Mountain with High Pressure’ that you added yesterday? Where did you practice?”
“The person added yesterday? Didn’t you communicate with her? That is the daughter of an old friend of the deity in this era. She seems to have good aptitude. She is already at the pinnacle of the third grade at a young age and is about to enter the fourth grade. It’s congenital, it’s amazing.” True Monarch Huangshan laughed and replied.
I was only born in this era, so my age is estimated to be less than forty? This age is already the pinnacle of the third grade acquired, indeed a genius. Beihe Sanren nodded secretly, but the dao name the other party took was still very weird. No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t seem to be a dao name.
Beihe Sanren was still thinking about it, but True Monarch Huangshan suddenly said: “Huh? The old friend’s daughter’s Taoist name isn’t called’Such pressure’. Damn, this book’s pressure is a stuff?” /
“…” True Monarch Huangshan is embarrassed.
It’s not a hairy thing, it’s the unknown human that you added yesterday.
He tentatively asked: “True monarch, did you add the wrong person?”
“Look at the deity.”
After a moment.
True Monarch Huangshan sent a series of cold sweat expressions in the group: “Damn, it was a mistake. The number is only one digit in the middle, and the deity lost 8 to 9. I didn’t expect this deity would actually commit this. Big mistake.”
Beihe Sanren laughed and said, “I’ll just say that no matter how you integrate into the modern society, no one will call your own dao name ‘the mountain of books is under pressure’.”
True Monarch Huangshan continued to make a cold sweat expression.
Then he hurriedly operated and pulled his friend’s daughter into the group again.
The group news reminds: “Lingdie Island Yurouzi” has joined the Jiuzhou No.1 group.
This name is in line with the style of Jiuzhou No.1 Group, and a strong breath of fairy tales rushes toward your face. The name of the book mountain under great pressure is definitely a strange thing mixed in.
As soon as the newcomer joined, Three Waves of Mad Sabre immediately appeared: “Oh, the new Taoist friend is a fairy, take a picture and report it! If you are beautiful, don’t you make an appointment?”
The Three Waves of Mad Knife dived for a long time earlier-although he is a goldfish, his memory is longer than three seconds after all. I was reminded yesterday, so in order to avoid being a senior, today he dived carefully to observe the situation.
Heard Huangshan Zhenjun said that the newly-added fairy is the daughter of a friend, and the cultivation base is the third grade acquired, so the third wave of the crazy sword is relieved. He is not a ‘senior’ level character, he can flirt with him to his heart’s content, and enjoy his mouth addiction.
There are very few newcomers in this group, and he is suffocated.
As soon as Three Waves spoke, True Monarch Huangshan suddenly turned black.
“…” Lingdie Island Yurouzi entered a string of colons, and then quietly said: “Because it is not early, the old man’s daughter has already meditated on time. Her number is temporarily the old man is hanging up. Waiting for Huangshan Daoists to join the group. Cough… I have long heard that the Sanlang Daoists in the Jiuzhou Group are suave and can speak well, but it is better to see them. Sanlang Daoists, the old man appreciates you, I will invite you to drink some other day.”
The Three Waves of Mad Knife suddenly felt embarrassed, but the molesting girl met her dad. There is nothing more ashamed in this world. He really wanted to find a hole in the ground.
Fortunately, this senior seems to have an easygoing personality, and he has taken this matter in a single sentence.
Next, this senior greeted everyone online in the group, and asked everyone to take care of their daughters in the future. Then, he dived and hung up.
Seeing the senior leaving, the three waves of Mad Sabre were relieved, and said cheerfully: “Fortunately, it seems that this senior is not a person who can’t afford to joke. Maybe there will be a chance when you have a chance to play with Girl Yurouzi. I will chat.”
“…” True Monarch Huangshan.
“…” Beihe scattered people.
It’s rare for the pharmacist to brave his head again. He is a man who cherishes his words like gold, and he rarely speaks up, but this time he seldom typed four words: “please ask for more blessings.”
“?” Three waves were puzzled.
But the pharmacist who cherishes words like gold obviously won’t explain more.
“Look at the prefix of the new humanity number.” Beihe Sanren explained that if you don’t die, you won’t die. Why would Brother Sanlang never understand this?
“Prefix? Lingdie Island?” The Three Waves of Crazy Blade didn’t seem to react.
“Yes, Lingdie Island! In addition to being a senior, didn’t you think of anyone?” Beihe scattered people prompted.
After a while, the Three Waves of Mad Sabre suddenly realized, and brushed a string of ‘kneeling’ expressions among the group: “Is that pin needle caress about the Venerable Spirit Butterfly?”
Venerable Lingdie is a powerful senior. He is good at everything, upright and chivalrous… He likes to care about all kinds of trivial matters with people, and he has reached the pinnacle on the road of caress. Others are scrupulous, he is already scrupulous!
The corners of Beihe Sanren’s lips twitched: “I didn’t remind you that way!”
Mr Huangshan sighed, he really couldn’t stand it anymore: “Sanlang, my old friend just hangs up, but he hasn’t gone offline yet.”
In other words… the chat history may be seen.
No, I will definitely be seen!
True Monarch Huangshan really can’t watch Sanlang continue to die, so he is also a junior in his own group.
“I wipe it, it’s a dead bird.” The Three Waves of Crazy Saber seemed to have seen the future soon, and Lingdie Immortal Venerable visited him, and then abused him in various scenes. His eye sockets are moist again, and this time seems to have gotten into a more troublesome senior?
Sanlang suddenly screamed: “True gentleman, please help me begging!”
True Monarch Huangshan gave an indifferent back expression.
The people in the group stopped paying attention to the three waves of defeated dogs, and calmly changed the subject.
Beihe Sanren asked the group leader: “True Monarch, how do you solve that ‘the mountain of books is under pressure’?”
Su Clan’s Qidao: “Do you want to kick it out? After all, it’s just ordinary people, it’s not easy to participate in the chat between us.”
“Well, since it was added by the deity by mistake, it is considered a kind of fate. Let the deity count as a hexagram and see how to deal with it.” True Monarch Huangshan replied-mainly because he suddenly added the other party. Qun, now that he kicks is kicked, isn’t he shameless?
So at least count a hexagram as an excuse to kick people out.
In this way, I show my tall and compelling style.
Secondly, he was suddenly very interested in hexagram arithmetic not long ago. After studying for a month, his forehand was itchy. Before doing anything, I like to count a trigram.
After that, he started the hexagram with a copy of “Tang Poems and Song Ci” beside him, reached out his hand to flip it, and operated the secret technique of fortune-telling. The power in the dark draws out a poem to form a hexagram image.
This time the hexagram was started very smoothly. True Monarch Huangshan came to learn the hexagram by himself, and he felt this way the first time he started the hexagram!
He looked at the hexagram like the result with joy on his face.
Then…
True Monarch Huangshan has a face sinking like water.
True Monarch Huangshan’s face turned stinky.
Look at the hexagram image: I wish to be a wing bird in the sky, and a branch in the earth.
In my impression, this poem was written by a poet named Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty. It is very classic. Later, it was often quoted to describe love?
Suddenly, True Monarch Huangshan felt that he was not well.
Lovebird, your sister, even Lizhi, your sister! I would also like to be connected to the branch, the deity might as well hang the branch in the southeast!
Could it be possible that he is going to play a life-threatening, earth-shattering love with the man’s ‘Book Mountain’, whose **** is under pressure? This reminded him of Lord Long Yang during the Warring States Period in China-suddenly feeling like swallowing a cockroach and disgusting.
“This must be due to the fact that the master’s hexagram technique is not enough. After all, it has only been learned for a month…so the deity should count another hexagram! Yes, it must be so!” Huangshan Zhenjun runs the hexagram technique secret technique again, in the dark. Power once again flipped “Tang Poems and Song Ci”.
Another poem was extracted.
This time, the hexagram technique works super smoothly. True Monarch Huangshan feels good about himself, and he definitely hit it!
He looked at the hexagram image.
Then…
The true gentleman’s face is pale.
The hexagram image: “If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the midst of the day and evening!”
You uncle Mu!
“The deity really doesn’t believe in evil anymore!” True Monarch Huangshan asked again.
This time it feels even better. True Monarch Huangshan feels that his hexagram is like a cultivation base at this moment!
This time I must hit!
He lowered his head to look at the hexagram: “Suddenly looking back, the person is there, in a dimly lit place.”
“…”
“Take a deep breath, take a deep breath.” True Monarch Huangshan calmly closed the poems of the Tang and Song dynasties, and looked melancholy at the sky at a 45-degree angle-what a melancholy feeling!
Next, Zhenjun calmly tore up the hardcover version of Tang Poetry and Song Ci in his hand~IndoMTL.com~ While tearing it up, he nodded vigorously: “The deity really does not have the talent for hexagram techniques. He was not born to be a hexagram master. Therefore, the deity counts. The hexagrams that come out are definitely wrong!”
He threw the torn pieces of Tang poems and Song Ci aside, and vowed in his heart that he would never use fortune-telling anymore!
The fragments of the hardcover poems were thrown aside, and the true monarch entered in the group: “The mountain of books is under great pressure… keep it first. The deity just calculated the hexagrams, and found that he has a relationship with the deity, and will add him to it. The group is not accidental, but inevitable! What happens later depends on his own destiny.”
The true monarch used various hexagrams to prevaricate, and as for the result of the hexagram image, he would never reveal half of the word if he was killed!
Damn, even if there is a fate, it must be a fate!
“Then keep it. Anyway, I guess he will withdraw from the group soon. What is the result of the true monarch’s hexagram image?” Beihe Sanren heard that the true monarch was learning hexagrams, so he was very curious that this senior figured it out. What happened.
“…” True Monarch Huangshan: “Well, you guys continue to talk, I’m in a hurry to get down beforehand.”
After that, he quickly went offline, leaving Beihe scattered with a blank face.