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The sound waves coming from the depths of Lin Yao Village and Song Shuhang are connected to the green pussy.

“Nutrition…” A murmur came out of the green cunt, followed by a soft voice: "Hello! ”

Is that the voice of Shinjun Bai? Sounds pretty clear, the Chimile phonograph doesn't sound worse than the phone.

“Bai Zhenjun, hi, I'm Song Shuhang. Truly entrusted by Huangshan Zhenjun, he came to pick up his predecessor and leave the customs office. Senior, where are you now?” Song Shuhang against the Green Path.

I look forward to seeing a place where Senior Shinjun has been locked up for over 100 years!

Then you can see what it would be like for your predecessors to be shut down, and - what a shock it would be to have 'a hundred layers of defensive formations' that could block even nuclear weapons!

In his mind, he imagined a similar image of 'Immortal Realm', with a laminated film magic array of defensive arrays over his head.

Must be a big deal!

“Yuzu… Hello, this is the ‘White' closing place, 0 days, 5: 00 and 6 minutes from the end of the closing. Please be patient!” The soft voice continues to sound in the green pussy, and then the tone becomes a little stiff when reporting time numbers.

Song Shuhang was stunned, and he immediately remembered the system voice prompt Huaxia moved each time it took time to check.

Half a day later, Song Shuwang turned to Kyung Ba Dou: “Isn't Bai Zhenjun responding? ”

Is the sound coming from the green pussy something similar to a voice prompt?

“Of course it's not Baek Jin-jun. He's still locked up. Have you ever seen a Death Closer monk come out and talk? That's not a dead end, it's a normal one.” Kemba beans don't give a shit.

Still despised by this Kimba.

Song Shuhang couldn't help laughing, explaining: “I have not closed the Death Gate, nor have I listened to the seniors in the group about the state of closed death. Moreover, Huang Shan Zhenjun always said that 'Bai Zhenjun’ had already contacted him. I thought that Bai Zhenjun in the closing could occasionally move to contact Huang Shan Zhenjun. ”

Now it seems that Bai Zhenjun has already set up a 'voice prompt’, and will automatically contact Huangshan Zhenjun through the Green Pussy when the closing time is almost over.

Voice prompts, alarm clock timing reminders, and other features of modern phones were ruined hundreds of years ago by the monks.

“There are still more than five and a half hours, one hour and two hours, which means there are about 11 hours left. We can't wait here. Find a place to sit?” Song Shuhang sighed, "he said.

“Yes, yes, yes! Find an Internet cafe! Long enough for me and my wife to brush a few copies.” The beans got excited.

“Don't be ridiculous, it's remarkable if you play games at an internet café.” Song Shuhang denied it.

Doudou scorned: “Dumb, aren't you going to open a single box? ”

This Kimba despised me again!

“Well, you make sense. I'll open a little box for you!” Song Shuhang touched his pocket, brought out his wallet and his ID card.

Jingbadou heard the rumor and immediately said, “Book sailing buddy, you're awesome, you're such a good man! ”

Forget being issued a good person card, what is a good person card issued by a dog?

Lin Yao Village is a prosperous village because it is relatively close to the city center and has a large population flow.

Song Shuhang successfully found a nice internet cafe.

With the proliferation of private computers, cybercafes have become quite depressed. However, Lin Yao Village has a large migrant population, and the number of people who come to the Internet cafe is still significant.

“Do you have a single compartment?” Song Shuhang asked.

After checking the computer, the internet cafe cashier replied, "Hello, there's room in the trunk! ”

“Then give me one. How much?” Song Shuhang asked.

“Twenty dollars an hour. ”

Song Shu sent his ID card and 200 yuan in the past: “Wrap it up for ten hours first. ”

After registration, Song Shuhang took Kyung Ba Dou with him to the box under the guidance of the network pipe.

At this point, Song Shuhang heard the charge-back girl talking to her colleague: "Li, have you heard? The statue of the anonymous Immortal King in the view of anonymity has recently become more and more vivid. People say that now when you see the statue of the Unknown Immortal King, you have the guts to come back to life. ”

“Did you hear that, too? I have more powerful news here. My mother told me that I have a girl next door. Since I went to the anonymous view a few days ago, I have not thought about tea. I am said to have been suffering from Sauvignon Blanc disease and love the anonymous fairy monarch. Tsk, that's a statue! I can't believe she likes a statue. The girl's sick. ”

At this point, there was another plug in the network: "Hey, there's still a cure for the girl's sympathy. I have more powerful news here. Komatsu, who left the office the other day, you all know that, right? He was also said to have gone to the nobody before his departure to worship the nobody. When I came back, I was stunned for days, doing everything wrong. He quit a few days ago, and later I heard that he seemed to be planning to go and be a nobody. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. The statue of the nobody is a man! ”

Song Shuhang's ears moved and silently came into the box.

“Sir, this is your membership card. Anyone who spends more than 200 at our internet cafe will receive a membership card free of charge, please put it away.” The network manager also sent a membership card to Song Shuhang before leaving.

“Thank you.” Song Shuhang smiled and closed his membership card.

“Have a good time.” The net steward left with a smile.

Jing Ba Dou jumped to the computer with joy and shouted: “Book sailing buddy, turn on the computer, I can't wait to copy with my wife! ”

I don't know if his wife was bullied in the offline time, but she was guarded this morning.

“Wait a minute, I'll check something.” Song Shuhang Pin Jing Ba Dou moved aside and opened the web page to search for several keywords such as' Lin Yao Village, Anonymous View, Anonymous Xianjun ’.

Soon, a series of specific messages will appear on your computer.

Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, in a great drought, people dug up a 'statue of a nobody' and gave it up. These stories are familiar to everyone in Lin Yao Village.

Specific addresses with anonymous views are also attached.

“Are you interested in this stuff?” Kyung Ba Dou Dou.

“Well, I'm interested in everything ‘mysterious' right now!” Song Shuhang affirmed that he is interested in anything that is not in ‘common sense'!

“You keep playing here, I'll look for that anonymous view. When I go out, remember to unlock the door.” Song Shuhang laughed.

“No problem, you stay where it's cool. Don't bother me. You better come back to me after you pick up Shinjun Bai!” Kyungbadou waved his claws, excitedly flipped out the game, and clapped and played on the keyboard.

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According to the address found online, Song Shuhang successfully found the anonymous view of Lin Yao Village: “This is it! ”

At first glance, a number of people came to worship the nobody immortal monarch, and all the visitors had to wait in line.

Everyone made a wish under the statue of the Immortal King...

However, there are also many young men and women with disenchanted eyes.

They or they entered the incense and looked at the statue of the immortal monarch, half a mile later reluctantly left. These are all members of the series "Sick Not Light" and "Sick Without Medicine".

It was Song Shuhang's turn and he bought two candles from the little Taoist at the door. The price of conscience is only 20 yuan for Song Shuhang.

As the three aunts entered the view of anonymity together, the three aunts began their worship with a skilled incense insertion.

They all whispered softly, but Song Shuhang listened to them in his ear - only to blame for his good ears now.

“Fairy King, my daughter is going to have a college entrance exam next year. Please give her wisdom and make her study results better! You went to Kyoto University! ”

“Fairy King, my son is almost 38 years old, I haven't found his daughter-in-law yet, please arrange for him, I don't have any requests anymore - as long as she is a woman and can have children. ”

Then the last mother, she saw her face calm and whispered: “O Immortal King... I love you so much! ”

“...” Song Shuhang almost sprayed, forced to hold on!

It turns out that not only are ‘young men and women' ill, but even their aunts are ill. Perhaps there's a sick, drug-free man?

Song Shuhang had never worshipped, had always believed in science and refused to superstite him, did not expect to have the chance to enter the Taoist view.

Learn to put a candle in the candle and think about it. He has nothing to ask for.

After all, his main goal is to see this statue of the nobody.

While not paying attention, Song Shuhang quietly looked up at the statue of the nobody.

It was just a glance, and for a moment... he felt his heart beating a little faster.

It was obviously just a dead statue, but when I saw the statue, Song Shuhang couldn't help but appear in front of me.

It was a warm, jade, immortal figure.

Long dark hair falls like waterfalls, eyes bright as stars, white clothes bright, always take the feathers to the immortal shape. Even the son Hai, whom the Moon Knife Sect had met, was not as dead as the figure in front of him.

Skywalker!

Song Shuhang can only describe the statue with such adjectives.

And the more you stare at the statue, the more you feel as if you're going to be attracted to the past, unable to dial it yourself.

Why am I obsessed with this statue?

Song Shuhang's heart shocked, he immediately closed his eyes and darkly ran "True My Meditation Scripture".

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

By then, the three aunts had risen and turned away from the anonymity.

Song Shuhang hastily left...

What kind of psychic spell was that? Like all kinds of movies, novels, "enchantments"?

He immediately examined his condition with mental force up and down, and found no signs of spell influence.

Is it true that the ‘statue' accidentally captured the heavenly craftsmanship and reached an ultimate beauty!

Can't bear to be stunned and intoxicated in its perfection?

Is there really such a perfect thing in the world?

Song Shuhang thought about it —— um, impossible!

So let's go back and find the beans and let them check their status again.