No jokes here

There was a flash of light in Lin Qian'an's eyes, and he said calmly: "The way is profound, and there is nothing that cannot be resisted!"

Silently, he had passed the most difficult pass and reached the sixth level.

At this time, a woman in red from a distance flew up to Lin Qian'an with a sword. She looked at Lin Qian'an in surprise and said, "Master, have you made a breakthrough?"

Lin Qian'an smiled, he recognized the woman in front of him.

This is obviously the disciple Li Qinglian accepted, Nangong Susu.

In the original play, Li Qinglian formed an indissoluble bond with Nangong Su, and later met Nangong Susu, a descendant of the Nangong family. I don't know if it was a reincarnation or a similar flower, which shocked Lin Qianan's mind again and again.

It made him a little moved even through the screen, so that at the end, Lin Qian'an accepted the person with the same name as his disciple to get rid of his obsession and knots.

With a thought in Lin Qian'an's mind, he saw the cause and effect of his previous life.

Finally, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

"Master, what are you laughing at? Could it be that your cultivation base has broken through a lot? Then how strong are you now? I heard that you haven't shot with all your strength since you were eight hundred years old. How strong are you when you make a shot now?" Nangong Susu curiously sent out a series of inquiries.

Lin Qian'an just smiled and replied: "You are not a similar flower, you are her."

"Who am I?" Nangong Susu looked at Lin Qianan suspiciously and asked.

"In a certain reincarnation, my friend." Lin Qian'an replied: "Do you want to hear her story?"

"Of course I want to!" Nangong Susu looked at Lin Qian'an with embarrassing eyes and said.

"At that time, I encountered shackles in my cultivation, and I went down the mountain to practice."

On February 24th, the weather was fine, and I killed a blind evil god. After returning, I played mahjong with God and the others.

On February 25th, it rained heavily, and the group of friends invited them to save a different world. After returning, they played mahjong with God.

On February 26th, on a cloudy day, he killed two masters who were about to move, and played mahjong with God and the others.

On February 27th, the Dragon King in Qing'an City rained and wet the hatsune dolls that Feimian was drying, and was beaten up. After trying to persuade them to fight, they played mahjong with God and the others.

Wait, when did Fei Noodles become a fan of Hatsune?

On February 28th, the Dragon King was injured and couldn't rain, which seemed to affect the construction of a nearby artificial river. He asked Xiaojiu to help water some water. It seemed that the watering was too much. The plan for the artificial river became an artificial lake, which was a bit boring. And god they play mahjong.

On March [-]st, a new game appeared, and the excuse was that I was tired of winning, so I went to retreat to play the game.

In front of the gaming computer, Lin Qianan was staring at the new game in a daze.

It’s not because this game is too expensive, the price of this game is only 100 million GPG, he killed two masters a while ago, and now there are more than 4000 million GPG, it’s more than enough to buy a game with 100 million GPG of.

The problem is, the game's icon and name make him feel a little weird.

The game icon is a Q-version character holding a writing brush and wearing a black Confucian uniform. This image is exactly the same as Lin Qianan's avatar in the Dragon Group chat group.

The name of the game is called "Home".

Lin Qianan recalled the memories that flashed from time to time in his mind, and his eyes were turbulent.

Could it be that this is him in another timeline?

That real home! !

With a light click of the mouse, the 100 million stalks disappeared immediately, and Lin Qianan also bought the game.

[Reminder: You have successfully purchased the game "Home", I wish you a happy game! 】

Clicking on the icon, Lin Qian'an directly entered the game.

There is no narration, just the screen at the beginning of the game.

The picture is very delicate, it is a 3D game, and the modeling is very similar to real people.

On the screen at this time, the scene in a milk tea shop was displayed.

In front of a table, sitting a man wearing short sleeves with the word "Zhongdan" was talking with another man wearing short sleeves with the word "Jungle".

The man in the mid-sole short-sleeve looked exactly like Lin Qianan, but the man in the jungle short-sleeve couldn't see his appearance clearly.

At this moment, the man in the jungler's short sleeves spoke.

[Mysterious man: How is Xin, do you have any ideas? 】

Then, the man in the short-sleeved shirt spoke back.

[Lin Qian'an: I don't know how to write it, all the routines are badly written. 】

Seeing this name, even though Lin Qian'an had been prepared, his heart sank.

Is this game really the story of the real family?

Why?

Why is there such a game in the stem game?

What is his relationship with this family?

On the screen, that family Lin Qian'an was still talking to the mysterious man.

[Mysterious man: Really?I suddenly have a question I want to ask you. 】

[Lin Qian'an: What's the problem? 】

[Mysterious man: Do you like this ordinary world? 】

[Lin Qian'an: I feel a little boring. 】

[Mysterious man: Oh?So what is fun? 】

[Lin Qian'an: How do you feel about turning all the stalks into reality? 】

[Mysterious Man: Interesting idea, but what kind of role do you plan to play in it? 】

[Lin Qian'an: I'm just a writer, what role can I play? 】

[Mysterious man: I understand. 】

[Lin Qian'an: What do you understand? 】

[Mysterious man: Goodbye, I wish you a happy life. 】

[Lin Qian'an: Goodbye! ! 】

After the conversation, the two parted ways.

But Lin Qianan's expression froze on his face.

Chapter 384 Responsibility

At this moment, the picture on the screen turned and came to a house.

Jia Lin Qian'an was soundly asleep at this moment, and the cell phone next to her vibrated several times in a row.

The game has also officially started.

Lin Qian'an found out that he had the authority to manipulate.

He manipulated the family to get up, picked up the phone and took a look.

Above are a few news items that pop up.

[Unheard of, someone was bitten by Mei Cai Kou Rou. 】

[Why did the big black plums become sour overnight? 】

[Shocked, the giant panda's bamboo shoots have disappeared, who is "taking the bamboo shoots"! ! 】

Lin Qian'an's expression changed again and again, he really didn't expect that the stems would appear like this.

Who is that mysterious man?

Why is he doing this?

Is the home in the game the self from the previous timeline?

So what's going on with this current timeline?

In doubt, Lin Qian'an searched the phone's address book.

Not to mention, he really found the communication number of [Mysterious Man].

A phone call passed, and a mysterious man's voice came from the opposite side.

[Mysterious man: Hey, have you read the news?Are you pleasantly surprised?I'm here exactly as you think. 】

Lin Qian'an found out that he could communicate by typing, so he quickly asked.

【Lin Qianan: Who are you?Can the world go back to how it was? 】

There was a suspicious voice from the mysterious man on the opposite side.

[Mysterious man: Huh?You don't know me anymore?How can you say such a thing?According to the script, shouldn't you say you were only joking?Wait, you rewrote the script? 】

[Lin Qian'an: I know you?What does script mean? 】

[Mysterious man: Well, I can't tell you these things right now. By the way, Lin Qian'an in front of the screen, I left you a pen. It's on your bedside. Use it well! 】

After speaking, the phone was hung up instantly.

At this moment, the feeling of breaking the fourth wall hit Lin Qianan's mind.

The mysterious person in the game actually discovered him for the first time, and even had a conversation with him?

Lin Qian'an exited the game, reopened it, and the game screen returned to the screen of lying on the bed at home.

The manipulator picked up the phone and ignored the strange news. Lin Qian'an directly found the phone number of the mysterious person and chose to dial it.

【The number you dialed is empty, please check and dial again.】

Lin Qianan was silent.

Obviously, the other party does not want to contact him, so this number is empty.

Being able to shape countless stalks and communicate with him across the screen, even if the game is restarted, he can't keep his figure. Obviously, this is another existence that surpasses the stalk game.

Lin Qian'an even felt that the meme game system might be closely related to him.

After staring at the picture on the screen for a while, Lin Qian'an began to study how to play the game.

Small maps, archive functions, panels, etc. are familiar, but there is no storage function.

Lin Qian'an clicked on the panel and saw an extremely simplified panel property.

Name: Lin Qianan

Occupation: home

Inspiration: 10

Equal order: 1st order (0/1000)

Written: none

Immediately, Lin Qianan found the pen by the bedside at home.

A writing brush that is exactly the same as the fake painting brush that Lin Qianan owns now.

But the name is not the same.

[Family's Pen (Jialin Qian'an's exclusive equipment, bound, unable to fall, damaged): use this pen, you will be able to turn all the stories you write into reality, each time you write, you need to consume inspiration points. 1 point of inspiration can write ten characters. [Note: As the protagonist, how can there be no gold finger?By the way, the inspiration value can be obtained by absorbing stalks, or it can be recovered slowly. I wish you a happy life. 】]

Seeing the brief introduction of this pen, Lin Qianan also suddenly realized. No wonder when he was typing before, he always had the feeling that he had written something similar before. Was it because of another him?

After saving a file, Lin Qian'an directly tried to write it.

He found a notebook, and the Manipulator began writing on it.

Although there was no ink, when the pen was written, a little golden light radiated from Jia's body, which finally gathered on the tip of the brush, and wrote a line of words on the notebook.

With ten points of inspiration, you can write a total of one hundred words.

Lin Qian'an directly wrote that a person went out and picked up a magic ax that opened up the world.

After the words were written on the notebook, Lin Qian'an found that there was an option of [Manifest].

He clicked the mouse lightly, and the next moment, the words burst apart with a "bang", turning into little golden lights and dissipating.

[Hint: The story currently written exceeds the scope of the hierarchy and cannot be manifested. ]

Lin Qian'an looked at the grades on the panel, and the current family is the first grade, that is to say, the stories written cannot exceed the category of the first grade.