tokyo voice

"It's alright, it's alright, it's time to stop eating and quickly replace it with me. Watch it and learn it!"

Shimadzu Nobunaga couldn't wait to snatch the toy submachine gun from Yin Ze who died carelessly, and forced him to inherit his will. He pushed him away with another tactical lunge, pointed the gun at the zombie on the screen and sprayed it, killing him Blood flowed like a river.

4:12pm.

"Hahaha, I often run in Qiu Mingshan. Don't you know that 'All the Way North', which ranks third on the speed ranking list of this map, is just below? So what if you start first? If you lose, hurry up Hand over all the game coins you gambled!"

"Isn't this a car with crushing performance? My whiteboard car can't even accelerate on a straight line, what will happen to me if I give it a GTR?"

The three of them sat in the simulated driver's seat, as if they were dignified in the F1 World Finals. The steering wheel was turned like they were practicing the Great Shift.In order to ensure the smoothness of drifting, Yin Ze also played the first initial D theme song loudly to cheer himself up.

At 5:28 p.m., Xianxiang Shili Barbecue Restaurant.

"Bang bang bang bang...chicken! Oh, another win. I'm actually very thirsty and want to drink. If I can't do it, I can just rinse my mouth, but my strength doesn't allow it."

"Fifteen twenty...twenty! Uh, Matsuda, why did you call 'zero' when you hit five? You're a little dizzy, why don't you take a break first? As for the other one, hurry up and drink the four punches you owed before." Now, the man with the same name as the mighty Sixth Heaven Demon King is so cowardly! What? So much left after drinking? Do you want to use this cup to raise goldfish?!"

"I know you haven't enjoyed yourself enough, you haven't entered the state! It's okay, keep going, chopping firewood randomly, five leaders, Liu Liushun..."

The three of them fought each other, and quickly broke up their friendship, attacking and defending each other to destroy each other, performing science, psychology, and combining vertically and horizontally, 36 tricks were used.Staged a contemporary wine table situation.

At 7:45 p.m., Purple Love KTV.

"Silver の dragon の back に 仱 blind beer, 鬷欷堡 chanting Xiao Chang γ, turbulent Australia?" Matsuda sang sincerely.

"Cruel な Angel の よ う に ~ Boy よ Myth に な れ ~?" Nobunaga Shimadzu sang.

"Rely on yourself, a tough guy ~ spell out a lifetime of obsession ~ sweat and blood, do your best, and pursue great meaning ~?" someone sang.

"Takizawa, why do you sing different songs from us?"

"I'm not interested in waste cute."

"That's unreasonable. You are also a voice actor, why should you come to an animation theme song?"

"will not."

"At the national level, you always hum a few words, right? Shall I give you the first name Reasoning Conan?"

"Then you should look for the opening theme song of Magic Card Girl Sakura."

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8:27pm.

"Oh! Is this the scenery on the Budokan stage? Friends in the audience! Please stand up and wave your hands! The audience in the back row, please don't raise the piano?"

"First of all, our lead singer, Mr. Shimadzu! Then our drummer, Mr. Matsu... Oh, Mr. Matsuda is already drunk? Okay, then I announce the end of this concert, please check Valuables, leave the venue in an orderly manner."

Nobunaga Shimadzu stood on the table, danced Cha Cha against the gorgeous lights above his head, with a microphone in one hand and a beer bottle in the other, looking very chic.

9:48pm.

"Oh, friends walk together for a lifetime ~ those days are no longer ~ a word for a lifetime ~? A glass of wine for a lifetime of love ~?"

Three honorable single men hooked shoulder to shoulder in an unseemly way, Matsuda Makoto and Shimadzu Nobunaga had already been drunk, and were forced to sing the repertoire of the flower planter's karaoke room with Yin Ze, who was also not sober one.

10:20 p.m., Street.

Yin Ze managed to send the two puddles of mud home respectively. Among them, Matsuda sincerely rented a house that he had been to before.

As for Nobunaga-kun, he couldn't straighten his tongue, and it took him a long time to deliver it to his door.Ding Xingwang of the Shimadzu family immediately came out, a younger sister and a younger brother, hand in hand to carry their drunken elder brother in, undressed, washed his face and sent him to bed.

Yin Ze was left walking alone in the cold wind, looking at the busy night scene, sighing endlessly.

After the excitement, there is always a mess left all over the floor.

Don't look at the man who was mature, stable, independent and reliable before, but now lonely and widowed after the prosperity is gone, he still wants to be taken care of by others, and he also wants to feel the so-called gentle hometown.Don't look at the invincible player at the wine table before. In fact, he was a little swaying when he walked, his head was sore and dizzy. At this time, it was all thanks to the diligent operation of Schrödinger's life corridor to keep his consciousness unbroken.

Ignoring the women who winked at him on the road, he calmly and gracefully rejected the extravagant nightlife.

Slowly walking back to the five-story old building, with the light of the street lamp, I lit a cigarette melancholy. In the dark corridor, the red cigarette butt flashed rhythmically as I breathed.

Yin Ze took one step at a time, and the sound of his steps was melancholy.

I don't know if it has been in disrepair for a long time. The voice-activated lights in the stairwell are a bit dim, and some are poorly connected, flickering and off, and occasionally there is a sharp electric sound.

There is no moon tonight, and the bright neon lights are far away, which cannot be reflected here. The vision in the blind corner is dark and blurred, and with the drunkenness, even the stairs are a little unclear.

He yelled softly and tried to activate the voice-activated light, but after the light bulb ignited for a moment, it was completely short-circuited and turned off with a sizzling sound.

The voice of oneself in the ear spread and echoed leisurely, it seemed ethereal and ethereal, and lasted for a long time, which gave people the illusion of being in a valley far away from the hustle and bustle.

Perhaps it was because of the cold wind blowing on the road after drinking, Yin Ze still felt a little cold, so he wrapped up his clothes and pulled up the zipper of his jacket to keep warm.

With a stuffy head, the man climbed slowly from memory alone, and his forehead hair was blown and fluttered by the breeze in the building.

After a while, the man was a little confused.

I vaguely remember that it took more than ten steps, why haven't I reached the second floor yet?

Not scientific.

Yin Ze scratched his head in a daze, and looked back, only to see that there was also pitch black behind him, and he couldn't see anything.He tried to rub his tired eyes, but they still felt foggy.

It seems that I really drank too much, not only my stomach is churning, but my head is a little too high.

The ruthless alcohol container sighed and sat on the steps, propped his head on his hands, and took a short rest.I intend to maximize the power of the life corridor, as long as it can support him to enter the house and lie on the floor, then the momentary fragmentation will not be a problem.

When I think about it, I do it, and the UI interfaces in my mind that are convenient for observation and operation all turn red, which symbolizes overload, buzzing and buzzing, like a DIY host that is trying to squeeze out its performance.

The drowsy consciousness is like being poured with a basin of ice water. After a shiver, he regains clarity, his hearing is slender, his night vision ability increases, his skin responds more delicately to the cold air at midnight, and his five senses become more acute than usual stand up.

The countdown to overclocking begins. Judging from the current nutrition, it is not a problem to continue for five or six minutes.

In fact, men try their best to avoid using this mode of operation. After all, they don't want to be tired and suffer from kidney deficiency at a young age.

Yin Ze, who smelled of alcohol, stood up easily. The anesthesia effect of alcohol was overwhelmed by the powerful ability of the corridor of life. Now his body is no longer limp, and his legs are stronger.

Go up to the third floor in one breath, effortlessly!

The man happily strode three steps and two steps, thumping, scurrying vigorously for a while.

...but still didn't see the corner of the second floor.

Obviously, the physical sensation is more than enough to climb to the top of the building.

Absolutely unscientific.

Thinking of some dirty things, Yin Ze couldn't help becoming stiff, and he turned his head tentatively.However, even now that his eyesight has increased by 2.0, he can still only see the foggy darkness behind him.

The man vaguely felt that there was something wrong, and carefully pressed against the wall and continued to climb up the stairs slowly.

After about twenty steps, I finally stood at the corner of the second floor.

Before wiping off the cold sweat and breathing a sigh of relief, a song suddenly came from the corridor in Youyou.

Accompanied by the ringing of bells, an unknown woman softly sang an unknown ancient tune with a shrill voice, which was eerie and extraordinary.

Yin Ze's scalp felt numb all of a sudden, and his hair stood on end.

Calm down... At this time, I must not have any curiosity, no peeking, no killing, just go back to the house like this.

The figure of Er Ye in the rented room is the two-dimensional version of the sailor suit turned into a two-dimensional version for nothing in the lottery, but it is also a sacred medium that has been given the name of Guan Shengdi Jun, the Great Demon Slayer.

There are also Marxist-Leninist works on the bookshelves, and the red light of materialism shines on the world, and any ghosts and monsters will disappear in smoke.

Without squinting, the man memorized "The Poverty of Philosophy" in his heart, forcing himself not to cast any gaze at the place where the weird ballad diverges, and tiptoed towards the wall, groping towards 2-4 like a gecko.

The strange tune is getting closer and closer.

Yin Ze looked bitter, and tremblingly looked for the key in his pocket.

But in a hurry, the key slipped from the palm of his hand and made a crisp sound on the floor, which spread far, far.

A brief silence.

In an instant, the sound of the song suddenly increased, like a 'ghost' in a hide-and-seek game finding a hidden 'child', the source of the sound quickly approached here, and the woman's singing was mixed with ecstatic Twisted, insane laughter.

Forehead, the Patriarch of Sanqing! ! !

Yin Ze was so frightened that he bent down to pick up the key, ran to the door of the room, and hurriedly inserted it into the keyhole.

"Why do the benefactors fight with each other?"

Ru Mu Chunfeng's faint and old voice sounded behind him, followed by a compassionate Buddha's name, the terrifying female voice ran away crying, and gradually subsided.

Yin Ze turned his head tremblingly, only to see a monk with a shiny head, wearing a scarlet silk cassock, holding a Buddhist staff of Duming Konglun, standing there like a strong bamboo.

I clearly called Sanqing just now, how could there be a Buddhist bald donkey?

But this person's heaven is full, his earlobes are round and thick, and his eyes hide all the waves of the world of mortals. One can tell at a glance that he is at least an eminent monk who can break through the concept of bones.So it doesn't affect someone calling for help.

"Master, save me!" Yin Ze called out sadly.

"From my perspective, the benefactor's body is wrapped in black energy, so there must be evils with him." The old monk said lightly.

"Master discernment, since I was born, I have never slaughtered a chicken, at most I have killed a few ugly cockroaches!"

"It's not a crime of killing a life, but a joke."

The old monk sighed lightly.

"I don't know that human beings are the masters of life, and every word and deed is accompanied by many causes and effects. This is the time when Yin Qi gathers, ghosts cross the border, and it is time to improve performance. Those who sow discord, slander and slander, like the benefactor, should be punished Falling into the tongue-pulling hell, being torn out with pincers by the little ghosts, suffering a lot.”

"Impossible, I have always been cautious in my words and deeds, and I never gossip or speak ill of others behind their backs, let alone spreading rumors!" Yin Ze was shocked.

"Don't deceive yourself, the benefactor, you only need to look back and you will know." The old monk lightly closed his eyes.

Yin Ze turned his head again, his eyes widened.

Just looking at the anti-theft door of 2-4, there are a few large characters written crookedly and angrily with lipstick-"hemorrhoid criminal, deceitful!"

A chill poured from the head to the soles of the feet.

"Amitabha, good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. The benefactor uses the sharpness of his tongue and the appearance of the charm of the sky to use his words as arrows to slander her heart. Now the evil fruit reappears. It is also the cycle of heaven and the Tao is permanent."

Yin Ze turned his head again and again, wanting to say something, but the figure of the old monk has gradually become thinner until the transparency disappears.

Losing the suppression of this eminent monk and great virtue, the resentful female voice seemed to be reborn, laughing and screaming and approaching again.

The man also felt a burning pain in his buttocks, as if the unwarranted hemorrhoids had been retribution on him.

Yin Ze was horrified to see the woman in white with black hair and scarlet nails rushing forward with bared teeth and claws.

He took a closer look and was scared to death.

"Ah! You are Zu...!"

……

"No, no, I was wrong! Don't dare next time!"

The pale-faced man closed his eyes tightly and wailed, and the last carp that was startled sat up straight from the ground, conditioned reflex, folded his hands weakly and backed away repeatedly.

"Brother Takizawa?" Squatting beside him, the little girl with braided hairstyle looked at him worriedly and anxiously.

"Xiang, Xiangyue sauce?" The man looked at the girl in surprise.

"Uh, it smells so strong. How much did you drink last night? Why didn't you even enter the house and lay here all night?" The braided girl glared at him with distress and blame.

Yin Ze was still in a daze, he raised his head and stared blankly out of the corridor.

Where are there any ghosts, fog, monks.

Only the blue sky, the bright sun, and the pleasant spring breeze.

There were even a few sparrows, chirping with each other, parked on the telegraph pole, staring at him with their heads tilted.

"I, why am I here?" The man asked numbly.

"What's more, I was ready to go to school. When I went downstairs, I saw you curled up on the ground in front of the door, writhing and struggling." Asamiya Xiangyue frowned fiercely, "Your body is wet, It must have been drenched in light rain when I came back last night, and it would be troublesome if I caught a cold and had a high fever, oh, how old are you, you have to take care of yourself!"

"Yuan, it turned out to be a dream." Yin Ze felt the warm sunshine, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.He sneered and let out a long sigh of relief, "Let me just say, it's so weird that telling a lie can attract black and white impermanence and improve performance."

"Still talking about something inexplicable, hurry up and change!" Asamiya Xiangyue urged like an old woman.

"Oh, I have to take a leave of absence to make up for it." Yin Ze struggled to get up with a splitting headache due to hangover.

But when he turned his head, raised his eyes, and saw the anti-theft door.

"Hemorrhoid criminal, liar!"

Cardiac arrest.

"Could it be that sister painted this yesterday?" Asamiya Xiangyue said angrily, "Why is this person so rude! I still believe what she said!"

"Phone, phone, I have to make a call..." Yin Ze took out the phone with a pale face.