"The End is Coming? I Cultivate Immortals"
Ziwei Xingming team, Sky Palace Road Fengyang. One thought together, one yin and yang, one round and one life. In the room, there is a table of eight immortals, a plain futon, a scrawled bed, and the smell of incense fills every part of the small room. Draw spiritual energy to gather thousands of meetings. The eyebrows are three flowers, and then infused the entire body to circulate, and then rotate the clock in the lower dantian, you can see the light of the blocked meridians, breaking through the obstacles they open up the body.
The stars outside the window have been hanging for a while. Lin Muchen was still meditating tirelessly in the window, and under closer inspection, wisps of white qi gathered towards the top of Lin Muchen's head. This body had so many unopened meridians, and the excited voice of the figure broke the silence of the world. But fortunately, he immediately quieted down. It's just how to see how it's a little heavy, don't mention the costume, cultivate immortals? Everyone knows that this is the era of the last law, and where there are still immortals to seek.
The reborn Lin Muchen ended the day's work in a daze. Lin Muchen solved his five internal organs and lay down comfortably on the bed. Phew, beef ramen is delicious. The shiitake mushroom smooth chicken rice bowl is also delicious, and it is all delicious. The big man of one meter eight pinched the corner of the quilt and cried, which was really sad for those who heard it and cried. But Lin Muchen, who had experienced rebirth, would not care about this.
Now he only knows to sleep when he is sleepy and eat when he is hungry. The stars in the sky are in the Big Dipper, and the man of one meter eight also shed tears, and I can't say it with bitterness. The zombie took out my brain, the star's fist ~ huh? What stars? Big Dipper, Ziwei Star? What's going on? What's going on? What's that important thing? He sat silently in the corner of the small bed, covering his head and recalling with a confused look. Can a spark set ablaze? Who is it? Who saved the end in the end? Lao Tzu wants to eat hot dry noodles and drink milk tea, and he doesn't have a bite to eat in the last day.
Lin Muchen, who calmed down, pulled over his mobile phone and randomly clicked on a software. Although full concentration is actually lacking interest, it is just to stop yourself from thinking wildly. Hehe, I have seen this man, he was gnawed on the day after the end of the world. Singing and dancing rises to the level, a harmonious and happy scene. Who would have thought that soon after, the purgatory of the sea of blood, boundless water and fire, thinking of this forest, Mu Chen used his lost and recovered fingers to order life jackets, candles, instant noodles, and even a sapper shovel a red tasseled gun. The money of the end is not money, and now the money is not used. Using you a few days ago, I also want to buy something else, but I am afraid that it will affect the trial, and the eight-foot man who thinks he is ready for everything stretches his waist and sleeps without any image.
Two terrifying dreams: A ten-story sea monster rushes out of the sea, and its huge body blocks the sun. The black and white body was covered with eyes on both sides, hands or cloud hands, and each swing brought a large number of casualties. One after another, the tall buildings fell unwillingly, and the sound of death did not feel the screaming and roaring of the fish's ears. At the moment of death, people yearn for life infinitely, so everyone runs away, panicking that the old people and children are abandoned in place, and the voices of adults are also full of unstoppable crying.
But the electronic components, I don't know when they have long been unusable, the car cannot be driven, the boat cannot be crossed, the shelters of countless people collapse with a bang, blood stains everything as far as the eye can see, and blackens all past beliefs. The last bit of sunlight reflects this hell begging for mercy on earth. Flee, flee, f Escape from tall buildings, escape crowded places, but where can you escape? Lin Muchen stopped at the door of a supermarket, where could he escape?
The catastrophe caused by this common cause of mankind is unknown and unstoppable. Monsters on the bottom of the sea come ashore, plants on the shore mutate, animals jumping alive, and there are few mutated humans themselves. Where to escape? Go somewhere with a home, right? When you die, you have to see them, you don't have to worry about work, you don't have to sort out your packages, you don't bring anything. Only this heart plopped, wanting to float back to its hometown.
Three forgotten loves. On the moldy bed, the heart-shaped alarm clock pointed to eight o'clock sharp, and the sound of dripping and dripping sounded continuously and violently, and he bounced up from the bed. The red eyes were still a little bit of danger before, and no one could tell that this person had indeed slept all night, the alarm clock was rudely thrown to the ground, and the sound of dripping stopped hot. He's broken. Who am I? Where am I? Who am I? Why am I here? I, I'm I'm Lin Muchen. Who Lin Muchen is my dull and bulky, soft male voice. Even the time in the room seemed to stop together, and I couldn't bear to disturb the extreme sadness. After a moment, it can indeed be a long time later, and the tinkling sound sounded, interrupting the man's sadness. Instinctive reaction, take the mobile phone and click to answer it. What kind of plane are you engaged in with the fuck surname Lin? If you don't go to work, you don't go to work, who let you skip work? What kind of plane do you kid do, deduct three times the salary. Hey hey hear no, lean on four times me!
Who am I?
What's you, you're my nephew, your mother asked you to help me, just learn a skill without a salary and manage three meals. O nephew!
Fart Lao Tzu ate his own meal yesterday, and his angry red face finally became a little angry. Angrily hang up the phone. Lin Muchen decided that this broken class could not be attended, is the intestinal powder downstairs not delicious? Or can't there be other pursuits in life, and people are born to work? Why do you sell your soul because you have no hope for you, and you go out to eat by yourself. People should be free and free, not constrained by external forces but self-restrained. This is what I heard in that dream, not whether the dream really happened.
What else is coming? The human character skims a yin and a yang, and yin and yang merge into a person. People go their own way, but they are different. Man is not superior, he is the same with all things. Isn't that so?
Yes yes. This is a dream word, shouldn't people be like this? Shouldn't you spend your life running for money? Shouldn't you eat and sleep, sleep and eat without ambition? Why did you forget something? Lin Muchen swept the small alarm clock in the shape of his heart, hey heart. It was because I wanted to go home and be with them at that moment, because I remembered the carefree and happy childhood of my childhood. After working for several years, is it time to go home and see them?
