It's not illegal

Wait for your balls!

Let me make it clear first, ah ah ah——

Du Ling vaguely felt that he was falling, thrown into nothingness, struggling in vain mentally, but his body couldn't respond.

I don't know how much time passed, the arm suddenly waved as he wished, and then he grabbed the air with one hand, and with a bang, his body and other things slammed heavily on a hard and cold plane.

He woke up.

Counting the last round and the last round, Du Ling woke up on the floor of this dilapidated rental house for the third time.What was better this time than the previous two times was that he was not half-shocked from the electric shock, but just fell asleep in front of the computer, and then fell to the ground with his chair because of the restless movement in his sleep.

Clutching his bumped head and getting up, Du Ling sat in a daze for a long time before he gradually came to his senses.

He looked down at his hands and feet, touched his whole body again, and finally remembered to go to the toilet to look in the mirror. After doing all this, Du Ling let out a long breath of relief or disappointment.

Very good, for the third week, he is back to being a human again.

He looked a little pale and faint in the mirror, with heavy dark circles under his eyes. He was very different from the last round of goblins, but he wasn't manly at all. Instead, he was a waste of his facial features. The familiar face of a scholar wrinkled his nose in disgust.

Oh, although masculine tofu shouldn't be smug, it's still a bit embarrassing to see Xiao Lizi in this state.

But soaking in the spiritual spring should bring it back in minutes... Du Ling muttered to himself, and then his face froze.

This time, he really didn't have any room to carry around.

There was no response to the summoning, and of course there was no family heirloom hanging from an old red string around his neck.He searched for the memories of the jade pendant in "this life", and found that it was completely blank. There was no such thing in everyone's house since he was a child. Grandparents never mentioned it when they were alive, and it was not that they were taken away by unscrupulous relatives when their parents died and separated. Or when it was lost or stolen, it just never appeared from the beginning to the end.

Although several layers of memory are as indistinguishable as reality and dreams, Du Ling still gradually remembered the difference: the "heirloom" in this life is a jade finger ring, which is not as easy to wear as a jade pendant, so as early as the jade pendant In those years when it was hot, it was sold by relatives with shallow eyelids, and the money was divided evenly, and there was no scum left.

His parents used the money to buy him a new Jade Guanyin, and then pawned it when he was kicked out of the house to work and eat. He couldn't redeem it, so he only kept a pawn ticket as a souvenir.

Du Ling recalled that when Xiao Li said that the divine tool would allow time to return, he would correct the mistakes that should not have happened. It seems that the error of the separation of the spiritual source has been revised as the beginning of the rebellion of the tool spirit. won't happen?

That's really good too.

He twitched the corners of his mouth to comfort himself, and turned on the water heater to start boiling water.

There is no Lingquan natural constant temperature bath to soak in, so I can only take a hot bath to clean myself up. By the way, I calm down and think about it to see how many bugs have been patched in the past three weeks.

Too lazy to move, Du Ling simply sat down on the toilet seat with his chin propped up and started cosplaying the thinker.

First of all, he probably inserted the memory into the third round with his memory, or in other words, after the third round went to the save point, he naturally recovered the memories of the last two rounds?

Why is there a memory? It is probably inseparable from the fact that he was in contact with the artifact before restarting - at that time, the fragments of the spiritual source had completely left his body and merged with the artifact body again, so it should not be an incidental function of the fragment space, but Heaven itself can make the last person it contacts reborn back in the past, maybe this is also a supplementary means to avoid repeating mistakes.

In order to strengthen his confidence in this analysis, Du Ling nodded solemnly.

This inference was too important to him - he and Xiao Li were the only two living people left in the Heavenly Court at that time, since he, a half-bad guy, could be reborn perfectly, the Emperor of Heaven would be fine.

No wonder you can say "wait for me" confidently.

I just don't know when Xiao Lizi's "rebirth" will be. For him, it's the first night of fate change, so Xiao Li's...will it be the morning when he meets him romantically?

This irrelevant thought flashed for a moment, and was dismissed by Du Ling blushing and waving his hand.

Although Xiao Li said that the encounter with him changed him, but the relationship between the two belongs to the kind of boiled frog in warm water, which is not comparable to love at first sight, so Xiao Li's fate save point should not be at this moment, but when exactly Du Ling couldn't guess which event: since he was bought up the mountain with half a bag of bad rice when he was a child, Xiao Li's life also has a certain style of a protagonist template, and he himself realizes from time to time. It's really hard to tell at what point in time the artifact will send him back.

But it should be earlier than myself.

Because in two days, one person and one bird will meet and start living together. According to Du Ling's own experience, the artifact will keep the general life experience before rebirth unchanged, and even if it is revised, a similar substitute will be added. Relevant plots will also be automatically completed, and even if there are differences, it will not affect the general trend.

For example, his family heirloom that turned into an emerald finger, although it did not stay with him as in the previous two lifetimes, even if it was sold, it did not fundamentally change the fate of him and his family. I remember it so clearly because the family members kept muttering that it would be a loss to sell it early, otherwise the family would have an extra house.

Another example is the parrot that cheated him in two lives. In this life, a sunflower cockatoo flew out of their rental house. Although it was quite good, it should not have become a genius, so the roommate abducted the silly bird with a small favor. .I was brought back to my hometown by my roommate during the Spring Festival, but the 5000 yuan was transferred to a local bully... That stupid X had the face to post a windfall in Moments, but he was caught by himself, so he thought it was a renting common In the name of the property, they asked for half of the meeting, and finally succeeded in getting a big red envelope.

Thinking of this kind of thing, Du Ling shook his head a little funny. He was just thinking about raising a bird that was the same as Zhoumu's own prototype to set off a smoke bomb before Xiao Lizi found it. Kanye is so cowardly, he has already lost his body in money.

Tsk tsk, it's not good if you don't become a master.

At this time, the indicator light of the old electric water heater finally turned green, and Du Ling stopped thinking about these trivial matters, took off his clothes, and laughed happily.

The sweater and jeans that happened to be "his" shroud in his previous life were really uncomfortable for more than a minute.

After rubbing the mud, rubbing his face and shaving his hair hard, Du Ling smiled satisfied at the blurred image in the foggy mirror, that's right, he is also a handsome guy with a red face.

Then, wrapped in a bath towel, he went out to look through the cabinet in a disheveled state.

... He even forgot that he has no personal space, and he can no longer take out a change of clothes. This sudden change from Goldfinger cultivator back to a mortal is really not used to. The electric switch and window glass of the rented house, so the temperature of the house is still not freezing to death, so that Du Ling can pick and choose after tidying himself up, and just sneezed three or four times rather than completely. Frozen into blue-eyed black-bone chicken.

Du Ling basically wrapped himself in his best clothes, and even chose a woolen windbreaker instead of a normal down jacket as a coat. What is this for?

Of course it's going out to flirt with Han (.

He searched back and forth for the memories of his life, but he still couldn't remember whether there was a fairy-faced male god in that convenience store that was far away.

It's just that I don't often go there in this life... Is that right?

But it seems that the hole that became popular because the protagonist is very cold and masculine is still being dug out.

After all, he had just been reborn, and Du Ling couldn't sort out his messy memories for a while, but anyway, this was the only channel he knew to actively find Xiao Li, so he had to try.

Taking a deep breath, he opened the door and took a step...and retracted his foot.

Oh no no, it's not about being close

He forgot the key.

After getting the key, Du Ling, who was dressed in fancy clothes but was blown into a SB by the northwest wind, rushed into the convenience store out of breath. When he saw a short, middle-aged man lying on the cashier counter listlessly watching a video, he felt really sick. .

When he pretended to go around the store and took out a can of hot coffee from the incubator to save himself, but found that he really forgot his wallet, it felt like being beaten by a hundred dogs. Pass.

But leaving the clerk's eyes behind him, he bravely rushed into the snowy night of the imperial capital again, and after a long journey back to the rented house...

He only had one feeling left: ah...it feels like his body has been hollowed out.

Exhausted and slumped into the hard wooden bed, Du Ling suddenly became a little scared. He had no personal space, fairies, and thunder. Did he really live in a world with gods and monsters?

Could those two "previous lives" full of old jokes be just his big dream.

Is there any tangible evidence that can prove that everything he has experienced, that person and that unforgettable relationship are real...

Du Ling unconsciously curled himself into a ball, curled up in the bed and shivered, until he remembered the training formulas that Xiao Li forced him to memorize. , by the way, there is no end to the great avenue, and all methods are wonderful. Now I want to step on the green clouds and collect the rosy dew, so I choose one of the methods...

As he silently recited the practice mantras that he once found extremely awkward, but now they are like life-saving straws, Du Ling vaguely felt a warm current in his body, and his mood calmed down. Gradually, gradually...he fell asleep.

The next day, when the sun was bright, Du Ling finally lifted his heavy eyelids again. He realized that something was wrong with him, sticky and sweaty. Could it be that the air was introduced into the body and the impurities and toxins in the body were successfully expelled?

No, he has a cold and a fever.

And maybe I was confused, otherwise, why did I seem to be able to recite the formulas smoothly last night, but why can't I remember a single sentence today?Barely remembering a few scales and half-claws, it is also fake as if the YY writer made it up by himself. It is rare to have two reliable sentences. After thinking about it, it is the information I checked when I opened the hole. Specifically, it is the "Lotus Sutra" or "Book of Changes" are foolishly unclear.

Du Ling sat blankly under the quilt, feeling dry in his throat and hot in his eyes.

Damn, this person is prone to hypocrisy when he is sick, so he won't cry because of this!

Forcing himself to get up, Du Ling clutched his buzzing head, and with his vague memory, dug out some antipyretics that probably hadn't expired in the drawer, then crawled to the computer desk with difficulty, picked up the The chair he had forgotten all night, sat in.

He took drugs with half a glass of overnight cold water on the table, and turned on the phone.

There was a dead silence on the automatic login button, but there were many unread messages in the various groups that were blocked. You don't need to click to open it to know that it is a routine New Year's greeting.For the Spring Festival, even the editor-in-charge who is known as the ghost of death will be merciful, and only mention in the group that everyone has time to write, and don't patronize eating, drinking and dating.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that although Du Ling has just become popular, he is not a great master after all.

Too lazy to look through the group records one by one, Du Ling looked through WB again, and it seemed that there was nothing new that was different from what he remembered. His last original post was a new year goal for following the trend, nothing more than trying to level the pit and fight more. Reward this kind.Although his account is also linked to pornographic V as a contracted author, he is not one of the great gods who are also popular in literature, so he likes it to indicate that he has read a lot, and there are very few real respondents-these are exactly the same as in memory, whether it is There is no difference between the previous life and the previous life in this life. It is so similar that Du Ling doubts whether he has really experienced it three times.

The white arrow on the screen flickered obnoxiously, and Du Ling knew it was his hand holding the mouse, trembling uncontrollably.

"Too stupid..." He muttered, deleted the previous wish, and sent a new year's wish.

Stomach spirit V: #201X新年想志# Please contact me as soon as you see it, or the X Feiyan mechanical keyboard or the washboard in the toilet will be your best choice [smile][smile][smile]

Trying to write this passage lightly, after clicking send, Du Ling felt that he had exhausted all his energy.This time the comment prompt came very quickly, but when I clicked on it, it was all those old transparent people who often wanted to pull him together to sell rot together, but haven't found a girl to pay the bill, joining in the fun.

Did Ling'er, who flocked to her, marry herself?Have we found a long-term meal ticket?How should he answer the question!

Rolling his eyes and crossing away Zha Lang, Du Ling nervously opened the homepage of the destination.

He doesn't have any celestial peaches to sell now, so he has to see how much profit is left in the backstage, whether it is enough for him to buy equipment and train tickets, and go to the location of the Lingtian faction's mountain gate in his memory.

As a result, the page game advertisement that popped up completely stunned him.

This person, this face? ? ? EXOME? ? !

A piece of standing painting with fluttering white clothes and only cheap light effects shining on the weapon. Although the whole is much inferior to the image in Du Ling's mind, the outline of the facial features is indeed very familiar to him.Next to the character is an artistic but incongruous name box. It took Du Ling a long time to recognize the four characters in distorted seal script before he realized that it was Xuantian Sword Master.

Fortunately, it's not Haotian Jinque Supreme Supreme Master Miaofa Tongming Emperor...

But Du Ling couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, and some memories that had been suppressed before began to surface in his mind.He remembered that two years ago, an unprecedentedly popular cultivation movie was released, and it really became popular with the cultivation theme of Xinxingliu, and only then did it win the number one male god in China, the grand slam best actor.

Since then, including his new pit, almost all the articles whose characters have a little similarity with the other party and don't talk about stallions are almost always supported by local rich female fans, and many writers just hitch a ride and mix them up as small novels. God, this is Du Ling, who can't bear the shame and wants to rely on his own efforts to create a character, so it's so late.Even in order to maintain that poor original self-esteem, he deliberately pays little attention to the other party's information...

As a result, he wanted to search now, but he couldn't even remember the other party's name. Du Ling pinched the bridge of his nose irritably. Is his surname Qi or Zhou?

Anyway, it must not be Xiao Mingli.

In the end, he found relevant resources by relying on the keywords of Xuantian Sword Master on the small advertisement of the page game, and skipped all the high-quality videos edited and stitched by fans. He found the interview show that could best verify the other party's real body.

After turning it on for 3 minutes, Du Ling breathed out through his nostrils.

snort!Although he also pretends to be upright and does not look sideways at the personable appearance, but what is lacking is temperament, what is lacking is momentum, whether it is the essence of Xiao Liruyu's gentleman or the lonely and cold posture, the other party is like a tiger, not an anti-dog , Dong Shi imitates the generosity of laughter!

Du Ling didn't care what the other party's 3000 million fans thought, he gritted his teeth and criticized the impostor in the video who had the face of his Taoist partner.

In the final analysis, just one sentence, his little Lizi wouldn't laugh at people other than him like this! !

fake! ! !

After rushing to the toilet and splashing cold water on his face for 10 minutes, he regained his composure and re-examined the film king who had clashed with the Emperor of Heaven.

The other party is actually Xiao Li, but Xiao Li's fate has changed and he has not cultivated himself. He grew up like an ordinary person, so his personality will become different. In the end, the possibility of being discovered by a scout while walking on the road was directly revealed by him. was denied.

Don't be kidding, his little Lizi was born before the founding of the People's Republic of China. If there is no such thing as cultivation, then it is really a big coffee table where the king gave birth to me before I was born, and I gave birth to the king and entered the earth.

Du Ling firmly believed that with the ability of his family's Taoist companion, he would definitely be able to get it back after being reborn 100 years ago. What he was afraid of was another possibility.

I remember reading a theory somewhere that the information collected unconsciously in reality will be recombined in dreams.

So could it be that he made a dream in which the details are so real, the plot is so ups and downs, and the impression is so deep that after waking up, he can't tell the difference between the dream and the reality?

Du Ling comforted himself that dreams are always forgotten as soon as he wakes up, and it is impossible to be so clear, while he uncontrollably began to input those familiar names one by one in the search bar.

It's not good for Zhang Jing to be too ordinary, but you can try monsters with unique characteristics.

The first thing he found was Zhu Kaishan.

The director of the big IP movie "One Sword Lingtian" back then.

The plump, round-faced, greasy man with a greasy smile was exactly the pig spirit figure in his memory.

Mo Wentian and Bai Guiren couldn't find it, and those who looked for Wang Batian came out in a mess at first, and there was only one item after turning to the third page [The local tyrant "Deceptor" fired at the Environmental Protection Agency: Claiming that since the law is useless, only money is needed. Then he has plenty of money, and asked the local government to relist the bid to sell the wetland to him. 】Although no photo was found, the only one who can do such a thing is the fearless green warrior Comrade Tiger Wang.

Later, when he saw the border special police brigade repeatedly making outstanding achievements, the youngest anti-narcotics captain Sun Xiaoshun interviewed, or searched for Qi Fengyu, and when the entries could not be displayed according to the relevant national laws and regulations, his heart was calm and there was no fluctuation.

These news and characters were once extremely popular. Looking back carefully, Du Ling can even remember that he once had the personal information of the anti-narcotics police released, and together with netizens, he frantically pinched the media that broke the news.

Is it a dream or not?

He really couldn't tell the difference.

Suddenly his face was itchy, and when he stretched out his hand to touch it, Du Ling realized that in such a short time, he had already burst into tears.

"...Damn, I'm sick!"

If you can really break yourself apart in a dream, and leave behind a love that was once difficult to find, and even prepare to wait until the end of time for a person who may not exist, then you are quite powerful.

Maybe I can record this energy and write an autobiographical novel, so that I can take advantage of the fake fairy face and become the leader of the Mary Jack Su world——Du Ling's wild thoughts of having fun in bitterness, While laughing at himself for being unclear about his illness, he found countless reasons to prove that everything really happened.

The most difficult thing in the world is to prove memory by memory.

Du Ling rubbed his throbbing temples, and decided that since Xiao Li asked him to wait, he just waited honestly.

Live a good life and fill in the pits, actively be a man and strive to be a great god of the generation. In short, you must make yourself healthy and uplifting. Don't look back. Xiao Li finally found him, but he didn't know each other because he was too decadent and sloppy.And if he doesn't come... at least he won't lose his way of life, and he can live with his memories.

Inspired by his usual optimism, Du Ling turned his attention back to the computer screen, and suddenly noticed that the editor's avatar in the corner was jumping wildly.

Is this guy actually working?

In 800 years, Du Ling, who hadn't received a private call from the editor in charge, had to post it up cheekily every time, raised his eyebrows, and clicked on the other party's button message.

A lot of big blood-red initials brushed across the small dialog box.

Are you there?

Are you there? ? ?

Are you ah ah ah ah ah ah ah? ? ? ? ? ?

If you see it, call me back! ! !

Belly spirit, you are going to be red, do you know it! !

Fengxian Studio, the main creative team behind Lingtian back then, actually intends to sign your work! !

What shit luck! ! !

There are so many great gods who follow suit, why do they just fall in love with you! ! ! ? ? ?

I gave them the contact information, and they said they want to get in touch with you——

Don't hang up if you have a strange call recently! ! !

The editor's superb use of exclamation marks made Du Ling's already sluggish brain even more confused.What kind of trouble is this?My little red text that follows the trend, but someone wants to buy it before filling out one-third of it?

Isn't this TM less reliable than the second week of dressing up as a monster to save the world?

Du Ling glanced at it, and was sure that this was the message just sent, so he typed carefully: ... Are you poisoned?hacking?Shouldn't the next sentence require me to pay a signing bond?

However, before the Enter key was pressed, the doorbell rang suddenly.

This is a big Chinese New Year, who can find me?

Du Ling couldn't figure it out and stood up. His hands were all on the doorknob before he suddenly became alert. He lay down on the peephole and looked out through the small dirty glass eyes.

His gaze fell on the face of the visitor, which seemed to be naturally shining even when he was standing in a dim corridor, his eyes suddenly widened——

It seems a bit vulgar to say that, at that moment, the hopeless world that was thought to be so dark was suddenly filled with light.