I have soared by reading the text

The decorations also flew to their proper positions under the influence of the spell. I saw brand-new lanterns with the word "Fu" hung everywhere in the front yard, and there were all kinds of exquisite paper-cut decals on the walls. The house adds a lot of festive atmosphere.

After finishing all this work, Yan Wu looked at the completely different appearance here, and felt extremely satisfied, and his sense of accomplishment suddenly burst.

He turned around and found that the shopkeeper was standing under the wishing tree, holding the red wishing ribbon in his hand, looking at the top of the tree and wondering what he was thinking.

Yan Wu rushed over and pulled him over, happily showing off his achievements to him, waiting for the shopkeeper's compliment.

The shopkeeper followed his line of sight, and all he saw was festive red. As night fell, the lanterns under the courtyard corridor began to light up a hazy halo, and everything in the courtyard was dyed with a layer of dreamy festive colors. It was a scene he had never had before.

Yan Wu looked at him expectantly and asked, "Do you like it?"

He looked back seriously, looked into Yan Wu's eyes, and said word by word: "I like it."

Having been busy for several days, Yan Wu was still a little tired. He told the shopkeeper and went to wash and go to bed. He thought that he might still be busy with the New Year's dinner tomorrow. Fortunately, the shopkeeper can cook. It's great to celebrate the New Year with him. up.

The next day, when Yan Wu woke up, it was already high in the sun, and he got up with a sad face. He didn't expect that he had slept until now, and the shopkeeper didn't even come to call him.

The house was too big, he went around and didn't see the owner, so he remembered to go downstairs.Probably knowing that he was up, the owner came out of the kitchen and kindly asked him what he would like to have for breakfast.

Yan Wu noticed that the shopkeeper had a lot of flour on his hands, and asked him curiously what he was doing. The shopkeeper said that he was making dumplings and had prepared a lot of pastries. There was a soybean milk machine at home. Would he like porridge for breakfast or cook noodles before eating dumplings? Class can be.

He glanced at the time, wondering who would be so troublesome to eat breakfast since it was almost noon, and immediately said that he didn't want to eat, and wanted to help the shopkeeper make dumplings together.

However, after a few minutes passed, Yan Wu looked at the completely out-of-shape dumpling with holes in it, and asked the owner without tears, "Didn't you say that I am full of talents and can do anything I want? "

The owner pondered for a while, and finally patted him on the shoulder to make him think about it, saying that maybe his talent in cooking was negative from the beginning, and Yan Wu was even more sad, and he was not comforted at all.

Later, he tried a lot of cooking steps, all the fried ones were burnt, and the boiled water was too much, the frying pan could not be turned over at all, and he could hardly do anything except chop vegetables, the kitchen was turned upside down by him , There was a burnt smell everywhere.

On rare occasions, the shopkeeper couldn't stand it any longer, and kicked him out directly, asking him to bond with the dog and watch TV together.

The golden retriever glanced at him arrogantly, but moved to the side to make room for Yan Wu, so he had no choice but to start chatting with the dog.

"Little Golden Retriever, did the owner give you a name? Do you want to go back with me after the Chinese New Year?"

"I am a noble and lovely Samoyed, I will name myself, but I just haven't thought about it yet."

Yan Wuxin said that you obviously couldn't accept being a dog before, but now you want to become a Samoyed, and heard the golden retriever say immediately: "Although you are my real master, I still want to stay here now."

"Is the gap between me and him so big? Even you don't want to stay with me." The blow from the dog made Yan Wu really unable to collapse, and he felt very wronged.

The golden retriever hesitated to speak, but chose to tell him euphemistically: "Our baby also has its own taste. To be honest, who would be willing to stay with you in a small broken house of tens of square meters if you can live in a courtyard villa."

I understand, this is to despise his poor and evil capitalism.

The shopkeeper over there cooked the meal and greeted Yan Wu and the others to come and eat. The lunch was extremely rich, including dumplings dipped in sauce, brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, steamed rice cakes, some appetizers and vegetarian dishes, etc. At the same time, each person had a bowl of chicken soup noodles served with tender The poached eggs, together with the freshly ground hot soy milk, immediately bring out the taste of the New Year.

The shopkeeper said that the main meat was still being prepared and could not be eaten until the New Year's Eve dinner, and asked them to make do with it, and no one person or dog had any objections.

Yan Wu was halfway through eating, but when he looked up, he found that all the plates in front of him had been swept away. He turned to look at the golden retriever sitting on the chair, unable to accept the fact that the dog ate more than himself.

It was really boring in the afternoon, the TV was not good, and the shopkeeper couldn't move his hands. After talking about it for a long time, I finally asked the shopkeeper about the system that pretended to be dead before he came.

It turns out that although the shopkeeper's magic weapon has a physical body, the spirit and intelligence are completely separated and do not follow the necklace, probably because this world does not have the shape he is satisfied with, so he can only live in the shopkeeper's sea of ​​consciousness at ordinary times.

After thinking about it for a while, Yan Wu created a bear doll out of nothing, and forced the system into it.

In this way, on the second floor of the villa, a dog and a bear were forced to happily play mahjong with him under the pressure of someone.

The happy time is always extremely short. After eating the New Year’s Eve dinner, it was night in a blink of an eye. When Yan afternoon was free and had nothing to do, he swiped his phone, only to find out that the earl had sent a red envelope to their small group at some point. He just tapped it, Good guy, I got more than 300 yuan.

After typing, thank you boss, the boss is very generous, he happily entered the red envelope page, and found that the earl gave out a red envelope of 700 yuan, Wei An received more than [-], the owner of the earl was about [-] each, and his [-] was the lowest in the audience , broke the defense instantly.

Smoking and firecrackers are banned in the city. It is hard to get New Year's Eve, but here is not very lively, but Yan Wu is not the kind of child who rarely cares about fireworks. He already feels very happy to have someone by his side and experience the feeling of home. .

He began to think about what to write on the prayer note. It was too vulgar to wish Yuan Shao happy every day, and the wish hanging at the top must be different.

Standing in the cozy courtyard, Yan Wu suddenly felt that it would be a very good thing if he could have the same atmosphere in the coming year, even after a long time.

Finally, he took up a pen and wrote on the wishing slip: May every year have today, and every year have today.

While the shopkeeper was not paying attention, he quietly came to the tree and tied the written wish strip, and then he turned around, only to find that there was suddenly a red ribbon beside him, hanging on a branch not far from him, Blowing gently in the night wind, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the ribbon without much effort.

Yan Wu leaned over curiously, his heart was beating fast for no reason at this moment, he slowly moved his five fingers away, holding the beautiful ribbon from below with only a small amount of strength, and finally saw clearly that it said Text.

The owner's handwriting is free and easy, but it is not difficult to see that each stroke is carefully crafted. Looking at the handwriting, he can picture the person sitting quietly at the desk with a smile on his lips, writing seriously. The next sentence looks like.

The wish on the ribbon is a bit strange, like a poem, it is written-to make every day as sweet as possible.

Yan Wu didn't quite understand it, but he quietly wrote down this sentence. This was the first New Year's wish they made for each other. No matter how long it had passed, he would always engrave it in his heart.

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——My friend said that what I write about Chinese New Year looks like getting married haha——

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43. Seal

I control my own life!

Just after New Year's Eve, Yanwu packed his things and prepared to go back the next day. He didn't plan to stay longer. The little golden retriever said he wanted to stay here, so Yanwu let him follow the owner first. A twisted melon is not sweet, anyway he There is nothing to use the magic weapon.

The shopkeeper drove him back like last time, and asked him about his willingness to move on the way. He just shook his head and didn't say much.

In fact, he thinks the owner's place is really good, but because it is so good, he is afraid that one day he will get used to such a greenhouse environment, and he will be content with the status quo for the rest of his life.

Although he doesn't have anything in particular that he wants to pursue, he feels awkward when he thinks that he will involuntarily rely on another person, and he can't get over the hurdle in his heart.

He still prefers to solve everything by himself, and tries to keep his mouth shut without seeking help from others.Now that he is both cultivated and rich, it is not a big deal to survive the robbery and change houses.

There is still some time before the rent is due. After returning home, he plans to practice until he crosses the catastrophe first, so as to make a good start for the new year and be full of energy in the future.

Yan Wu's actions are very powerful, and he immediately entered the state of cultivation when he said he wanted to practice.But this time, to be precise, he didn't make any preparations for the robbery. The magic weapon he just upgraded stayed with the shopkeeper, and he thought to himself, I have nothing to be afraid of.

Finally, after thinking about it for a while, he decided to wear the necklace given to him by the owner, not just in case, he still doesn't know what this magic weapon does, but it will make him feel at ease , can concentrate on the breakthrough.

He didn't want to read any articles, since no matter what he did, he could go to Dujie, so he simply picked up the novel he had left behind for a while and continued to write.

Writing an essay is an extremely long process. Yan Wu felt that he seemed to have a lot of things to say, but he didn't know how to express them at all. Under such torment, his cultivation base gradually increased.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Wu suddenly felt very sleepy while writing, he couldn't control himself, and fell asleep on the table.

He seemed to have had a very long dream, but when he woke up, he couldn't remember the content of the dream at all. He couldn't tell what night it was. When he looked up, he found that his computer was still on, and it showed the text he wrote last time. Content, he glanced at the time by the way, and found that a whole week had passed since he fell asleep.

It's unimaginable, but fortunately his computer has been charged all the time, so it's good that the drafts he wrote are not lost.

Yan Wu didn't realize at all that his obsession with writing was higher than that of cultivation. In fact, there are already too many things for him that are more important than cultivation and ascension.

He didn't remember to check his physical condition until he fully woke up. The familiar attribute panel appeared in his mind. He looked at his cultivation in the early stage of the tribulation, and he felt great satisfaction in his heart.

But soon, he realized that something was wrong. His body was empty, and he couldn't get a trace of aura at all. His expression became weird, and he began to try to use his cultivation to make the water cup not far away fly over by himself, but nothing happened at all.

He doesn't know how to describe his mood now. This feeling is like something unexpected and reasonable, but when it really comes, you still have no way to accept it suddenly.

Before he got out of his body, he was fucked by the system once. At that time, his cultivation was not really sealed, but it still made him flustered for a while. Now that it was almost Mahayana, it finally remembered that there was still this problem. To slap him on purpose.

How should I put it, he is very calm now. Apart from being a little funny and thinking that this system is evil, he doesn’t have any other thoughts. His cultivation level can be given as he says, and he can take it as he pleases. Everything that other people have finally obtained is under the control of the system. Among them, it is not taken seriously at all.

Wouldn't it be funny to say that a monk cultivated to cross the catastrophe is to return to mortals, and then live an honest life in the endless life?

Then why should he do what it wants? Does he look like he has a good temper?

However, at this moment, he has no way to vent his dissatisfaction. The system that he could call out at the beginning was just the idea of ​​the shop owner. The rest of his reading and training system is not a system at all. Yan Wu feels that it is more It is like an existence in a state of following the rules of heaven and the law of self-will.

You can't reason with heaven and earth, and communication is even more impossible.

It's rare that he can still think of the plot in the novel in this state. Many articles like to discuss a problem. They say that if you follow the sky, you will perish. A monk should cultivate against the sky. From my involuntary remarks, people's blood boils.

Yan Wu usually doesn't think about this issue.In his opinion, fighting for the sky and defying the sky are not the same thing at all. The way of heaven in many articles is not an absolutely fair law at all. He confuses the gods mixed with human nature with the way of heaven, and finally comes to the conclusion that Shuntian It's still against the sky, isn't that nonsense?

According to him, the rules of heaven are illusory, and it should treat all beings equally. Under such conditions, your cultivation is the will of heaven. Make sense.

But now, he felt uncharacteristically, and felt that what those people said was so reasonable. The way of heaven is the same, and no one can escape the rules it made. way out.

But here comes the problem, no matter whether it is reincarnation or climbing a tower in this world, as long as people are alive, no matter where they go, there will always be a sky above their heads, and they are not willing to turn themselves into laws, so what kind of freedom are they pursuing?

His Dao heart is like a joke, because there is no real freedom in this world.

In fact, he knew that the cultivation base of the seal should only be a temporary state during the tribulation period, and he would be able to return to his cultivation base at the Mahayana at the latest.

But he couldn't control himself not to think too much, no one wanted to be taken away without saying anything that belonged to him, this kind of playful way of cultivation was like mocking his incompetence.

After calming down, Yan Wu didn't tell anyone about it, and it's useless to tell anyone. Since it's a calamity, he has to survive by himself.

In the past, he might have consulted the shop owner, not for the sake of breakthrough, but for peace of mind.

But this time, he didn't want the other party to know at all, he didn't want him to see him in a mess every time he appeared by his side.

He hoped to reach Mahayana by himself, then stand in front of him confidently, and get a heartfelt compliment from that person.

Yan Wu did mental work for himself for half a day, and finally regained his confidence in cultivation. He comforted himself that he would not get used to it without cultivation, and it would not affect his daily life. He decided to finish moving as planned first.

To be on the safe side, he didn't ask the landlord to renew the lease for the time being, and started looking for a house by himself.

Yan Wu didn't pursue the quality of life too much just because he was rich, he was quite self-aware, now that he has no job for the time being, no matter what, he still can't make ends meet, and his savings are not enough to see.

Therefore, what he looked at were affordable houses, and the requirements were not high. It was fine to not share with others and the environment should not be too noisy. There were many qualified ones, which made him a little dazzled.

The key to choosing a house is the location. The area where he currently lives is not very safe, and the traffic is not convenient. The principle of proximity is definitely not acceptable.

In other places, there are more choices. Yanwu ruled out a few places with squares and busy streets around them, those with poor layout and lighting, and those that are too remote and inconvenient for transportation. Finally, he selected three that were more satisfactory after comprehensive consideration, and left two alternatives. .

After contacting the owner of the house and agreeing on a time, Yan Wu was going to inspect the house in the next few days.

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44. Unlucky

——Social animals are too difficult——

Early the next morning, Yan Wu was woken up.All kinds of miscellaneous sounds came from downstairs, and some children from unknown families were screaming loudly. Ever since he became a cultivator, he had long lost the habit of closing doors and windows while sleeping.

He tried to shield his hearing as usual, but the sound from the outside world not only did not weaken, but became noisier. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to get up and close the doors and windows manually. After lying down again, he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

After losing his cultivation, the anxiety from mortals returned to him. It turned out that as an ordinary person, even if he encountered simple problems, there would be many things that could not be solved at all.

So there are so many people who spend their whole lives desperately running for money, and only in this way can they make their lives a little bit better.

It seemed that the house had to be moved, and Yan Wu felt that making money was an extremely urgent matter, so he simply got up and went out after getting dressed.

The appointed viewing time was in the afternoon, and now it was the working hours of the laborers. Yan Wu mixed in the crowd, found a place to have breakfast at random, and walked on the street, suddenly feeling a little confused.

The house is very noisy, he doesn't want to stay at home, but he doesn't have a destination when he comes out, Yan Wu is actually very curious, those old men who walk for hours every day, what are they thinking when they walk, why can some people have nothing to do? What fun is there in simply walking for hours without purpose?

He couldn't figure it out, and he had nowhere to go, so he had to start walking, and he got tired of it after only half an hour.

He is different from many of his peers, especially after he was able to cultivate, he couldn't find anything interesting other than reading articles. He used to like to tease himself that he had no worldly desires, but now he suddenly discovered that this is actually a very important thing. sad thing.

Simply trying to make yourself happy is hard to do.

After going around in a circle, he finally returned home, looking for an article to read, but he was not in the mood at all. Naturally, he couldn't practice without cultivation. Mahayana must not be that simple. He began to think about some issues that he hadn't thought about before.

Originally, he would be able to reach the Mahayana sooner or later by practicing step by step. Many situations can be ignored, but who would have thought that Du Jie would directly seal him as a cultivator.

You must know that cultivation is usually counted in years, and it cannot be guaranteed that he will be able to reach Mahayana in a few months just because he practiced quickly in the past. There are many people in the realm of cultivation who are stuck in a certain realm and cannot go up for the rest of their lives.

And the key point is that if he loses his cultivation, he is just an ordinary person with stronger physical fitness, and he doesn't know how long this kind of life will last.

But if he was a mortal in the past, if 200 million yuan fell from the sky one day, he would definitely be insane with joy, and he would not be as worrying as he is now.

So what people are most afraid of is not never having it, but losing it after having it.

I want to be more open, but fortunately, the money is still there after the cultivation base is gone, so I won’t be unable to change the house, and other things can’t be rushed for a while, and the sky won’t suddenly fall down.

Yan Wu was in a good mood, and finally in the afternoon, he made an appointment with the landlord and went out to inspect the house.

It's not easy to rent an affordable single room in a big city, and he doesn't want to share with others. In the end, the only thing he can consider is a single apartment and an old-fashioned residential building. The place he lives now is only the location. There are only such single-person rental houses in relatively remote old houses.

In the afternoon, Yan Wu first went to see one of the bachelor apartments, which is a very standard apartment type. The decoration is similar to that of a hotel. The surrounding environment and various conditions are good, and there are some additional services such as laundry and cleaning. But there is a fee to be charged.

After Yan Wu learned about it, he realized that the already high rent that had been bid earlier did not count as any other service fees. Water and electricity were charged according to commercial standards and had to be paid by themselves, which was twice as expensive.

Who can stand this, even if you have money, you can't double it. He knows his financial strength very well, so he turned his head and went to the next one.

Halfway on the way, he suddenly received a message from the homeowner. The other party said that he was working overtime today and might be late, and asked him if he would like to come back another day.

Yan Wu thought that there was nothing wrong with him, and it was not too late to come, so he said that he could wait for him.

However, he didn't expect that the wait would be until eight o'clock in the evening, and it would be too difficult for social animals.

He was exhausted at work, but the landlord came over as scheduled, knowing that he had waited for a long time, and felt sorry for him, and said that if Yan Wu was willing to rent, he could rent it to him at a lower price.

The location of the house is okay, but it is indeed a bit old. I don’t know why it hasn’t been demolished. The owner said that he had been renting it out to relatives before, but now he wants to go out for business and it is vacant.

Yan Wu took a look around and found that the house was much bigger than he had imagined. He said that there was only one room, but there was another room for storing sundries. Rented it directly.

Logically speaking, no matter how satisfied Yan Wu is, he would go back and think about it, but this time it was probably because the owner of the house was very nice and gave him a discount for the low rent. Paying a deposit can be regarded as a peace of mind.

Having rented a satisfactory house, Yan Wu was in a good mood. It was getting late, so he casually called a car and planned to go home early.

Halfway through the car, it stopped suddenly. He took off the earphones and heard the driver inquiring about the situation with the owner of the car next door. Only then did Yan Wu realize that the road was full of cars, big and small. Many people got out of the car and surrounded the car. Nearby, brightly lit at night.

It turned out that there was another major car accident during the road construction ahead, and the traffic was paralyzed and still being dealt with urgently.

The desire to get home early must come to nothing, Yan Wu was in a complicated mood, he suddenly had a strange idea, he always felt that everything was not going well after he crossed the catastrophe.

But he rented a house he wanted again, and the result was always good, which is unreasonable. It is better not to make wild guesses.

The road was finally cleared, and it was too late. The driver received a call from his family urging him to go back early. He said that the residential area over there was not easy to drive. He saw that it was not far away, so he took the initiative Said that he wanted to get off the car ahead of time and walk back on the path. The driver thanked him and gave him half the price.

To tell the truth, it was actually because Yan Wu was a little motion sick. This problem appeared irregularly, but this was the first time he had it since he practiced cultivation.

His motion sickness was not the same as being drunk, he wasn't sleepy at all, on the contrary he was very sober, so that the feeling of dizziness became clearer and followed him almost like a shadow.

He felt much better immediately after being blown by the night wind, and he was not in a hurry to go home, so he walked slowly in the alley.

There was no one around, and it was strangely quiet here at night, Yan Wu recalled that last time he was entangled by the earl because he was walking on a path, and was about to turn a corner, when a black shadow suddenly flashed in the corner of his eyes.

He was stunned for a moment, thinking that he couldn't, he was going to encounter something again this time.

It's not the same as the earl's magic attack, Yan Wu realized that it should be a person standing around the corner, what is he doing here?

Before Yan Wu could think about it, the other party probably knew that he had been spotted, so he rushed towards him and made a gesture to tear his clothes.

Yan Wu was able to single out a group before, but now he can't help but a person, he deftly turned to one side, the person rushed to nothing, but shouted in his mouth.

"After squatting for several days, I finally caught one, beauty, you just follow me—"

Isn't it a robbery? ?

"You're blind, can't you see that I'm a man?" This man's words and deeds are embarrassing, and Yan Wu's shock even outweighs his anger.

Who would have thought that man would not let him go, and even said that it was okay to look like a man like this, it would be the same even if the lights were turned off.

The lower limit of the Three Views was so outrageous that Yan Wu couldn't take it anymore, and gave that person a gift package of combined boxing.

After walking a long distance, Yan Wu still felt incomprehensible. He had only seen this kind of low-probability event in the news, let alone it happened to him. Besides, he was a man and he was not writing a novel.

Back at the door of the house, he finally realized belatedly that he had always had long hair since he lost his cultivation, and it couldn't automatically shorten when he went out, and he didn't plan to cut it off.

It's outrageous to be targeted by a pervert just because of this, forget it, I don't lose anything if I think about it, I should go to bed early and stop thinking about it.

Sighing helplessly, Yan Wu was about to take out the key to open the door, but found nothing. He couldn't believe it, and looked through it carefully, still nothing.

Where's my key?

Where can it fall? He has gone to so many places today, how will he find it in a while?

He suppressed the irritability in his heart, and returned to the place where he beat the person as fast as he could. The person was still in a coma, and he probably wouldn't wake up in a short time. There was nothing around him, and he couldn't see the shadow of the key.

He was silent, he can now be sure that there is no coincidence at all, he is just unlucky.

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Friendly advice, don't walk on the path at night, no matter boys or girls, you must protect yourself when you go out;

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45. Drunk

So I'm a drunken butterfly—

This Du Jie made it clear that he was here to mess with his mentality, but his rank was too low, and he wasn't affected much at all.

But here comes the question, what's the use of him thinking it through, now that he has lost his key and can't enter the house, should he be allowed to climb the wall?

Yan Wu was overwhelmed by his own imagination. The old masters of the past are now reduced, but they can only climb over the wall and go home because of the loss of the key.

Obviously, they were all small problems, but he couldn't solve them in the end.

He took out his mobile phone and began to think of a way. In fact, there is a perfect solution now, just call the owner, let alone the keys, they will probably pack them up and send them away together, and they can also get a day trip to the villa.

So the persistence he said before was all a joke. In the end, he still had to rely on this person. He couldn't tell how much of the achievements he had obtained in cultivation belonged to him and how much belonged to the other party.

What is this, is it impossible for him to move forward without the help of the shopkeeper?

Yan Wu put down his phone angrily, and decided to go to a hotel to spend the night, and wait until the landlord got a spare key tomorrow.

Halfway on the way, he remembered that he didn't bring his ID card when he went out. This is good, he doesn't need to think about the hotel and Internet cafes. He might as well not sleep if he lives in a homestay with a poor environment. Go to sleep.

He started to wander the streets, but what he didn't expect was that the city was still very lively late at night, with people coming and going in the business district and entertainment venues, and there was a smell of luxury and money everywhere.

It wasn't until then that he realized that he had never fully understood the city he lived in. The life of two o'clock and one line every day made him far away from the prosperity here, and he almost never felt it.

For the first time, he wanted to feel it, and he had no other ideas, it was purely out of curiosity, he was too busy before and didn't care, but today he just happened to be free, anyway, he was an adult and there was no place he couldn't go.

There is a neat row of entertainment venues in front of him, bars, nightclubs, Internet cafes, KTVs, and a few hotels not far away. It can be said that the young man has all the services. He thought about it and walked into the nightclub.

At this point, there are relatively few people who come alone, and Yan Wu is dressed in a different way. As soon as he entered, the service staff greeted him and asked him what drinks he wanted and whether he could open the booth. Yan Wu didn't understand. He just wanted to come and have a look.

After wandering around, he basically figured it out. This is a collection of dance floors and bars, especially the dance floor. There are people dancing and dancing everywhere. Even the drinking place is very lively. He glanced around, You can see many couples hugging and kissing.

The joys and sorrows of people are not connected, he only thinks they are noisy.

Two minutes later, he came out of the nightclub. The atmosphere was really not suitable for an orphan like him. He would find the noise outside too loud when he was alone at home, so how could he stay in a place full of people.

After much deliberation, he finally had no choice but to choose a bar with a relatively clean environment. He wanted to go there last trip, but was stopped by the owner.

This place is not completely clear, there are singers singing, most of them are popular sad songs, but there are not many people, and the atmosphere is relatively harmonious.

He was alone, so he came to the bar, ordered a glass of wine, and sat down in a random corner.

He really wanted to drink, but one cup was not enough, so he thought about coming, so he just tried everything he hadn't drunk before.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yan Wu ordered one cup after another and kept drinking in suspense, as if he came to the bar late at night to get drunk when he was frustrated in love.

But this man was good-looking, and his long natural hair added a lot of androgynous temperament to him. After a while, someone came to talk to Yan Wu.

The man walked up to him and sat down, and asked for a glass of wine that he hadn't ordered yet. The glass in front of Yan Wu just bottomed out, and the other party smiled and pushed the wine he just ordered to him, asking him if he would like to try this. cup.

Yan Wu raised his head and found that the other party was a man again. Is he guilty of Tai Sui today? Why are so many men looking for him?

For the sake of being polite, he replied no, then turned around and asked the bartender for an identical glass. The rejection could not have been more obvious, and the scene was once very embarrassing.

Unexpectedly, this person's face was much thicker than his, and he didn't care when he saw that he didn't appreciate it, so he just raised the glass of wine to him and drank it himself, and then began to introduce the origin of the wine's name to him. He said a few words in very foreign English, but they were all things Yan Wu couldn't understand.

In the end, he finally got to the point, saying that Yan Wu seemed to have something on his mind, and asked him if he had encountered any trouble recently, and if he didn't mind, he would be willing to listen.

Yan Wu complained in his heart that he was indeed in trouble, but this person couldn't help him solve it, but he said it nicely, but on the surface he only replied indifferently that he was fine, and continued to drink his own wine.

The flirtation should have ended here, but Yan Wu still underestimated the patience of the person in front of him, and the person started chatting with him about other interesting things, probably to make a smile for Bomei.

He was so annoyed that he finally gave the man a straight look, smiled and said to him: "I did encounter some things recently, would you like to listen to me?"

The cold beauty actually smiled at him. Seeing the drama, the other party immediately turned serious, nodded and looked at him affectionately.

Seeing Yan Wu's worried face, he said in an unusually serious tone: "I just broke through to crossing the robbery a few days ago, but my cultivation base suddenly disappeared. I don't know what to do now, you can help me ?"

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, but fortunately, his years of experience in wine shops prevented him from being defeated so quickly. He tentatively followed Yan Wu's topic: "I don't have much contact with this kind of situation, but I will definitely try my best." Help you find a way, can I first understand what this cultivation base does in detail?"

"Oh, are you talking about my cultivation? I'm already a fit monk. I can fly to the sky or hide from the ground. I can do almost anything. Are you too?"

"Ah... Maybe I can do it too?" The other party wanted to struggle for a while.

"That's great, I want to go to heaven now, can you take me with you!"

The contrast between his front and back was too obvious, and his voice was deliberately amplified, and many people began to look this way.

This person finally couldn't stand it any longer, and hurriedly found an excuse to run away, probably calling for help in his heart, feeling that he had encountered a psychosis, Yan Wu was finally clean.

Later, people approached him one after another, this time both men and women, but he simply ignored him completely, and just concentrated on drinking alone.

When people are drunk, they don't realize that they are drunk. Yan Wu feels that he is still able to drink, but in fact he has begun to be unable to tell the difference between east, west and north. He was not very good at drinking when he was cultivated, let alone now.

His consciousness gradually became dull, and only the last string was left hanging. He knew that this was not a place where he could fall casually, if he didn't want to wake up in a stranger's bed tomorrow.

It was the first time he met so many people who struck up a conversation with him, and he realized that there are all kinds of perversions in this world, and it can't be avoided if he is not a man of his gender.

Although he was in a dilemma at this time and couldn't find any other place to go, he continued to drink as if nothing had happened, and couldn't stop at all.

In the end, his brain was almost paralyzed by the alcohol and he couldn't think at all. He even began to think that if someone came to strike up a conversation with him now, he would just follow the other party.

It's crazy, everything is messed up, Yan Wu's thoughts are in a mess, and he can't think of anything.

At this moment, a person really appeared in his field of vision, and that person was walking towards him. He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he felt that the person was in good shape.

Maybe he thought about it, maybe he didn't think about it at all, and he didn't care who was coming, whether it was a man or a woman, he just waited for the other party to approach