The heavens start from Maoshan

"Besides, you don't know me well enough. I'm not the kind of person who is filled with resentment and humiliation when someone kills me."

"If someone kills me, I will only blame myself for being inferior to others. There is nothing to complain about, and I will not make excuses. Just say what happened before. That is not my style."

"You have another mistake. The strong must have their own way. It won't work to just listen to others. You must have your own ideas."

"You said that I should listen to you and do what I do. How can this show my ability?"

"Also, you are so powerful, you have crossed the ages long ago, but the reality is that you can only lie on the table, and you can't even control your own destiny. How can you convince me that you can control your own destiny? Fate is up to you, and you look like a loser..."

Look at the diary on the table.

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly: "This is unreasonable, you are just a waste, only the more useless people need you, and I am the one who holds the hammer of fate."

Maybe it was harsh.

Perhaps he realized that Zhang Heng was not easy to deceive.

The diary lost confidence and never responded.

It's been like this for days on end.

Zhang Heng expressed deep regret.

When the water is clear, there will be no fish, and when the water is clear, there will be no evil.

The law diary is really fun, and it's also good to relieve boredom on weekdays.

"are you OK?"

"I spoke a little seriously that day, so don't take it to heart, after all, I was doing it for your own good."

"By the way, you should have your own thoughts, right?"

"What do you think about every day, do you have any other concepts, such as making friends?"

this day.

Zhang Heng took out the diary again: "Have you ever had friends?"

One minute and one second passed.

Just when Zhang Heng thought the diary was disheartened and would ignore him, blood began to seep from it.

Have! !

This is a big word.

Zhang Heng was a little surprised, and chatted with the diary: "Who is your friend, a person, an object with wisdom, or an animal, or something else that you miss?"

people...

The diary gave an answer again.

Zhang Heng nodded slightly: "Then you must have made him miserable, right?"

As he said that, Zhang Heng took out a pen and wrote on it: "He, or her?"

The diary did not give an answer.

Instead, it shows four words: just the opposite.

"On the contrary?"

Zhang Heng was speechless.

A picture came to mind.

On the screen, a law diary that has just been born with consciousness has been deceived when it was just fledgling.

of course.

The diary may also be lying to him, trying to win sympathy from him in this way.

But this is not important.

The important thing is that time can be passed in this way, just like drinking with a friend and listening to him bragging.

It doesn't matter what you blow, what matters is the happy hour.

"My mouth is tight."

"And he is a good listener. If you want, I can help you analyze it."

Zhang Heng thought for a while: "Although this is very strange, we can indeed do this. Who stipulates that living people cannot be life mentors for lawful objects with wisdom?"

After a brief silence.

Four more words appeared in the diary: You don't have to.

Ok.

Zhang Heng was a little disappointed.

But he can understand the thinking of the law diary.

As a diary that can peek into the future and has the ability to bewitch.

To let others enlighten it and help it guide the way forward, to be honest, this is really insulting, although Zhang Heng didn't mean it.

After all, Zhang Heng believes that all things are equal.

The law diary has thoughts and can communicate. In his opinion, to some extent, he is a person with extreme and weird thinking, such as a mental patient who is ill.

From a normal perspective, it is difficult for you to understand it.

If they are abnormal, their thinking is actually relatively simple and easier to get along with.

It's a pity that the twisted melon is not sweet.

Seeing that the diary ignored him, Zhang Heng could only put it back on the bookshelf.

But he believes that one day, the diary will accept his kindness, because the rain is heavy and the vegetation in the old hometown is deep, and the diary has a lonely soul.

And Zhang Heng is a person who is accompanied by loneliness. He believes that there are many common topics between the two.

I don't want to talk about it now.

It's a lack of trust, and time builds trust.

One month, one year, ten years, 100 years.

Zhang Heng can afford to wait.

Sooner or later, the diary will want to communicate with him out of emotional needs.

"I am the Law Diary."

After Zhang Heng left.

The diary placed on the bookshelf has writing: "I have the three abilities of deducing the future, fooling, and correcting."

The handwriting is refreshed: "The previous host had a lot of taboos about me and told me to trade to someone else. That person is very strange. I seem to be trapped by him. I can't be trapped because I want to..."

The handwriting on the back was blurred for a while, as if there were words that could not be written.

After a while.

The handwriting became clear again: "I have to find a way to leave, I don't like fools..."

Pause for a few seconds.

A new entry appeared in the diary: 'Great Wisdom Ruoyu? ? "

Later, it was revised: 'I can guide the way for others, and no one will need me. "

Revise again, the tone is a little uncertain: 'Is it a need to be fooled? "

After a while.

There are three more words under the question mark: grass mud horse...

Chapter 374: Three heads, nine eyes, eight arms

Because time is short.

Zhang Heng didn't have much contact with the law diary.

However, judging from the current situation, Zhang Heng feels that the law diary is somewhat similar to his sign-in system.

They are all the kind of foreign things that can help you accumulate advantages in the early and mid-term, but must be discarded in the middle and late stages.

The difference is that the check-in system has no emotion, while the rule diary has thinking.

No, not just thinking.

This guy is rebellious at first glance, and he will probably die a miserable death if he regards it as the foundation of his life.

Of course, if you have enough wisdom to suppress it, you may be able to control it.

Because in an infinite world, there are infinite possibilities. Whoever stipulates the rules with fraudulent attributes cannot be deceived by others.

You must know that most of the drowned people know how to swim, and if you don't know a little water, you dare not go into the river.

"It's a good gadget. If it's in the hands of a cute new driver, he will fight wits and bravery while scheming against each other. When necessary, it can be used as a trump card to turn things around."

"But it's a pity that it's in my hands. I can't use it, or in other words, it doesn't have the ability to make me value it."

Under Zhang Heng's senses.

The diary is like a 100 million loan contract full of pitfalls.

If you are a recent college graduate, preparing to start a business, and penniless.

You will regard it as a treasure, because you need this money, even if you know that it contains pitfalls, try to get in touch with it.

Zhang Heng is different.

He is equivalent to the Arabian crown prince and does not need the money. The diary does not have any temptation for him.

As the saying goes: if you stand on a wall, you can be strong without desire.

The hype in the diary can't change the fact that the help to him is too little.

"The several possibilities given by the diary are too exaggerated in my opinion."

"But here at the headquarters, I really feel a little anxious to eat hot tofu."

Come out of the study.

Zhang Heng glanced at the location phone on the coffee table.

This kind of positioning mobile phone, which is made of special materials and reduces weird interference to a certain extent, is the standard equipment for drivers at the headquarters.

Not only the drivers under the name of the headquarters have one set per person, but even some private drivers like to buy a few from special channels, because the existence of weirdness is more or less interfered with by laws. Without the outside world, only this special mobile phone can call for help in an emergency.

It's just the second-generation phone that's launching now.

Just like the diary said, it was passive.

This hand and foot is somewhat similar to the hypnosis mark of Dong Tianshu, a hypnotist professor in Huangshan City.

Dong Tianshu used his hypnotic ability to form imprints to subtly modify the thoughts of Huangshan residents in the form of statues, advertisements, or buildings.

On the positioning mobile phone, there is also something similar to this thing, but it is more concealed and the fluctuations emitted are smaller.

It's a subtle effect.

Zhang Heng estimates that if it is a driver, even if it is only an ordinary level, it will take a year to be affected.

It will take longer for elite drivers or city leaders to be affected.

But even so, this is a terrible law item.

After all, everyone has come from a weak period. If the plan continues to be implemented, in the end, there will be a large number of loyal and middle-level and lower-level drivers in the headquarters who are not afraid of danger.

When the time comes for the lower classes to feed back to the upper classes, the so-called civil driver organizations are just a joke.

"Unfortunately, the idea is good, but if you don't want others to know, unless you do nothing."

"In the hands of the headquarters, the food looks really ugly."

Zhang Heng is very clear that he can see that the positioning phone is abnormal, and some other top drivers may also be able to see it.

He was curious about what the headquarters' follow-up measures would be.

In other words, releasing this batch of positioning mobile phones is itself a test.