His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

Su Zhe listened to Lin An's nonsense, and confessed one sentence after another how he endured the humiliation these years, how he reluctantly lived with him, how he endured his bad habits, all in order not to hurt his heart. People call Xiangbei, how perfect, how powerful.

—It’s all nonsense.

Su Zhe didn't feel the slightest bit of sadness, he looked around, the house that he lived in for ten years seemed to have changed, it was so strange and obstructive, there was a lot less and a lot more, he always felt that this was wrong, it shouldn't be what he wanted address.

Suddenly, Su Zhe saw a white frame appear on the wall—no, no, no, not on the wall, but suspended in the air—the words appeared in the frame: Ah, it looks so painful!

what?

Su Zhe stared at the frame intently, and within a few seconds, another frame appeared and hit the previous frame: Xiang Bei was at a loss, where should he escape?Is this person really Su Zhe?

north?Su Zhe?

No, Xiangbei, Xiangbei, I know Xiangbei?

Lin An's nonsense buzzed like flies, Su Zhe didn't care at all, he stared at the frame, always felt that it was the important thing.

Finally, the third frame appeared: If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my eyesight, right?

Su Zhe thought for a while, then raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes. What was surprising was that he actually held something soft and slender, a bit like a snake. He pulled it subconsciously, and immediately felt a stabbing pain in his eyes Painful, hot tears flowed out, he barely looked at the frame in the sky, and saw new news: only a little bit!

a little?

Su Zhe took a breath, grabbed the invisible things in front of his hands and pulled them forward. A sharp pain came from his eyes. He yelled, and the old houses around him scattered like crumpled rags. His eyes screamed for a while, and he opened his tear-filled eyes and looked around until the pain slowly disappeared.

The newly rented small house has finished dishes on the table, the room is pitch black, and the window is very quiet, at least it is late at night, Su Zhe can barely see everyone standing next to the TV through the light outside the window, First he groped and ran to the light switch. The moment the light came on, he involuntarily closed his eyes. The soreness was still there, as if he had used his eyes for a long time. After adapting, he opened them bit by bit, and saw at first sight A little red light galloped towards him!

Su Zhe dodged the attack by rolling a donkey, ran behind the table and poked his head out, finally seeing what was bothering them all this time.

One corner of the TV has been broken, Xu Daochang is throwing a folding mahogany sword at his feet, and many things like snail tentacles protrude from other parts of the TV screen that are intact, one end is divided into two forks in the TV, and the fork points connect to everyone Eyes, everyone's expressions are very dull, standing next to the TV like a log, twitching their hands or saying a few words from time to time, there is a tentacle that is not connected to anyone, and is sliding around in the air, as if looking for something.

Thinking that he was standing like this just now, Su Zhe felt nauseated.He tried his best to tiptoe and move to the corner, where there was a toolbox, he wanted to dig out the hammer, obviously the TV was the foundation of this thing, although he still couldn't remember the missing memory during this period, but he knew that he was missing Memory, this is an important distinction.

There was a dead silence in the room. Su Zhe carefully removed the things on the toolbox. After opening the lid, a narration box appeared: This is a chance to kill with one blow!

Su Zhe rolled to the side, picked up the box in front of him and threw it out. There was a sound of shattering porcelain. It was a set of tableware facing north. It just hit the tip of the tentacle that attacked him from behind, causing the tentacle to sway wildly.At such a close distance, he realized that the tip of the tentacle was a small eyeball, which looked like some kind of fruit. He didn't care to take a closer look, picked up the hammer from the toolbox and rushed over, dodging the tentacle like a whip , was about to hit the TV screen when the others suddenly turned around and extended their hands to him.

"Squat down!"

Su Zhe was overjoyed to see that everyone followed suit. Xiangbei's words were still effective in reality. Unfortunately, this did not include Xiangbei. He gritted his teeth and took a hard punch from Xiangbei. , The other hand threw the hammer out!

thumping--!

There was a wave of ripples on the screen like the surface of water, faint screams came, the tentacles softened like noodles, and fell out of everyone's eyes. Everyone stood staggeringly for a while and then slowly woke up.

"How long will this movie be on... Huh?" Tang Guan rubbed his eyes and muttered, "When did the TV break down?"

"What's the last thing you remember?" Su Zhe asked quickly.

After looking at each other, everyone replied in unison: "I'm watching a bad movie."

"Watch a bad movie I found in the north." Xu Daochang's answer was different.

He glanced northward.

"Do you remember anything? What happened in the past few days!" Su Zhe said.

"I don't remember why I came here." Qin Daochang frowned, "I remember the jade we bought, and then... I don't know why I came here, and I don't know why I was watching a movie, and then... No Ah, why are you missing so much memory?"

Su Zhe pointed at the TV: "Because of this."

Daoist Xu glanced at it and immediately called out: "Bookworm!"

"Bookworm?" Su Zhe asked strangely, "This is on TV."

"The body is like a snake, and the hands are like eyes. Seeing it is an illusion." Xu Daochang picked up the mahogany sword and poked the bookworm twice. "This thing is very rare. I didn't expect there to be one here."

The bookworm flinched under the mahogany sword, and slowly squirmed into the broken TV, trying to get back, but its real body appeared, Xu Daochang nailed the bookworm with a sword, it is strange to say that there is no edged mahogany sword Once the bookworm was poked, it was like a hot knife cutting butter. The bookworm snapped off, and the broken tentacles quickly shattered into several pieces, like weathered brittle paper.

"So what I just saw wasn't reality?" Tang Guan muttered to himself, "I saw my dead parents... no, I didn't see it, it was back to the time when my parents were still alive, that's right, it was too real Yeah, I never thought about it now. That feeling, you know?"

"Me too..." Qin Daochang whispered.

Su Zhe is very grateful for the existence of the narration frame. If it wasn't for the narration frame, he might not be able to distinguish reality from illusion. The most abominable thing is that this thing will delete the memory, and it will be deleted piece by piece, and the memory will be deleted to fragments. The ability to analyze is also chaotic.

"There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book." Daoist Xu said with a serious expression, "The allusion to this sentence was caused by bookworms. This thing uses books as a medium. I didn't expect it to be shown on TV now."

"No, it's not the TV, it's the screen, including mobile phones and tablets." He walked towards the north without making a sound, "All of our mobile phones were thrown under the bed in my room, but I found that the surveillance can see and recorded everything we did in the past few days."

"How many days?" Su Zhe asked suspiciously.

"We stayed in the house for two full days." Xiang Bei said.