Chapter 562

Sheep whip

Sheep waist

Leeks

Ling Ping'an looks at these things in front of him, and his mouth slowly blows up.

"My little aunt... I don't think it's big enough!" He sighed and shoved everything into the bottom of the refrigerator.

A small thing the size of a pigeon, stopped on his shoulder.

The little guy's tentacles hang down one by one.

The compound eyes covered on the surface of the body are flashing with inexplicable color.

Ling Ping'an nodded as if he could understand: "that's it..."

Then he closed the refrigerator door and took his pet down the stairs.

Bookstore, still very quiet.

The people coming and going at the door are in a hurry.

Ling Ping'an sits in the counter, leans against the chair and sleeps soundly.

It's like silkworms spinning silk.

There was a faint invisible mist that haunted him.

Also haunts this bookstore.

Hoo

Hoo

Seems to have a voice, wandering in the bookstore.

Like a lullaby, it reverberates in Ling'an's ear.

I don't know how long it took. It could be an hour or two.

Maybe just a few minutes.

In a word, in a moment, Ling Ping'an opened his eyes.

"I see!" He looked up and said seriously.

"So it is..." he finally knew the sound.

What are the voices he often hears in his dreams?

It's the infinite world. The gods of the infinite universe and the old people are trying to initiate a hand letter chat with him.

Most of the content is very simple.

"Hello..."

"How are you?"

Basically, it's the same as the blind date on the Internet.

Hello... Have you eaten? What's going on?

Of course, there's something, maybe something.

But these things are basically submerged in a huge amount of redundant information.

And what's interesting is

Ling Ping'an finds that he seems to have preset some programs and has been replying to these chats.

It was a complicated response.

It's like the sound of a star spinning.

Basically, it means: I'm fine!

This is what he can understand and know now.

If you want to go further, you have to be smart.

But he can't be smart.

He tried and listened to a message.

Kaka kaka

Sounds that seem to be radiated signals of a certain frequency.

In his ear, it is automatically translated into what he can understand.

"Hello..."

It's just a simple hello. How about another one?

Kabba, Kabba, Kabba

It's also "hello...".

Another one?

Drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop drop

Ling'an frowned slightly.

This voice... Has some meaning!

"In the transportation of debris in the world of mountains and seas..."

Ling Ping'an blinked and understood.

This is a guy on a transport escort mission reporting progress to him.

It's a guy who works directly for him.

The purpose of transportation is

Let the world adapt to his existence.

In short, it is to lay the foundation.

Make the house stronger!

After understanding this, Ling Ping'an closed his eyes.

"It turns out... As I grow up, is the world a little bit overloaded?"

Think about it.He wasn't born before.

The world has almost been made into a world full of holes by him.

With his "growth", such a world is obviously unbearable.

So something must be found to expand the foundation of the world.

The world of mountains and seas is a selected material.

As he understood this.

He understood a lot of other things.

"Nightmare legend... It's what I did!" He thought.

"Train the self-protection ability of the world!"

The universe is dangerous and dark.

There are countless civilized hunters lurking in the void.

For high civilization, it is necessary to hunt down low civilization and make them into specimens.

Not only to eliminate competitors, but also to protect themselves!

The gods like tribute.

I especially like those tributes that pay tribute to the whole civilization.

That will be their joy and reward.

Therefore, every higher civilization will hide itself.

How to hide?

Simple!

To separate the world from the universe.

Hidden in the void between the gaps, exist in the world barriers.

And constantly shifting coordinates.

The top civilization will dance on the time line.

Constantly moving the space-time coordinates of their own civilization makes it impossible to lock them.

In this way, other hunters can only look for civilizations that have not yet learned to hide themselves.

Fish in the river!

This is the source of the quietness of the universe.

If you can hide yourself, you've already hidden it.

Will not hide, show a trace, will be found!

And the end of it is to be made into specimens and dedicated to gods or greater beings.

The end result is that all civilizations are constantly involuting.

Fight each other!

Because tribute is very important.

If you can't provide the tribute on time, you will be torn up by the gods!

Because, there are a lot of God, in the desire for the destruction of civilization.

Naturally, nightmare space is a training institution.

Train the battlefield of the world.

Let them learn to protect themselves and hide themselves.

To understand this, the spirit sighed in peace.

"It's all for my peace of mind..."

He will leave at last.

It's going to be a monster.

When that day comes, many things hope that he can keep himself.

At least now.

After all, in the past, he was a blind, ignorant chaos.

There is no good or evil, and there is no bias.

Only instinct.

So, a lot of people are afraid of him.

I'm afraid that he will wake up, and I'm even more afraid that he will restore everything!

So

There he is.

A gentleman with wisdom and morality.

Knowing this, Ling Ping'an laughs.

"It's a good idea!" The corners of his mouth were slightly pursed.

He straightened out everything.

Except for one thing

Since he used to be ignorant and chaotic.

But it's very strong.

So, who can make him like this?

"No one but myself!" Ling Ping'an smiles.

So in the past, he may not be completely chaotic and unintelligent.

Maybe, from a long time ago.

He had some thoughts and ideas.

Want to experience this life!

Thinking about this, it was getting dark.

It's evening!

Spiritual peace begins to be spirited.He got up and turned on the light.

His shadow in the light reflected on the ground.

As if there are countless eyeballs, densely opened from the shadow.

Lingping raised his hand subconsciously.

"Bad!" He said, "I forgot. I can't think too much now!"

Just now, he obviously thought too much.

So

His "entropy" now is so much that his shadow has changed at this time of the night!

It's irreversible.

"So I'll be half human and half monster in the future?" He murmured.

Intuition told him that the situation was worse than that!

Because he's not a monster at all!

It's a monster!

The kind of monster that ordinary people will die at a glance - whether he is kind or malicious.

To see him is to die!

Because, all things can't understand!

The capacity of the human brain cannot understand and accommodate at one time what is instilled at the moment of witnessing his shadow.

It's like a computer graphics card. It's unbearable.

It burned with a bang.

"What is to be done?" He asked himself.

The omnipotent, omniscient self.

Shadow, there is a strange voice, light answer him: "have a child!"

"Have a baby?" Ling Ping'an blinked. He didn't dare to think about it any more.

So

Can we only have one child?

But

With whom?

Now where can I find someone who's willing to have a baby with him?

The voice in the shadow, whistling.

"Maybe I can suppress the change for a while!"

"Who are you?" Ling Ping'an doubts.

"I am you The voice in the shadow said, "forget it?"

"The descendants of guwu are in the city!"

"I am Xuanjun!"

Ling Ping An remembers that he once wrote a novel.

The descendants of guwu are in the city!

The protagonist of the novel is finally called Xuanjun.

Boxing Nanshan homes for the aged, kicking Beihai kindergarten, invincible in the book.

Thinking of this, Ling Ping'an hesitates.

"Xuanjun?"

"That Dumas?"

That novel, in order to make a living, naturally followed hougongliu.

Therefore, the heroine's wives and concubines are so many that even the author can't remember them clearly.

So that some readers criticize the missing girl.

The voice lingered in the heart of Lingping.

"Don't worry!"

"We are one!"

"You can replace me at any time!"

Lingping knows. He's right.

So he nodded, "OK!"

…………………………

"Best!" The young man suddenly lowered his head and looked at the little black cat at his feet.

Black haired cat goddess, in his eyes at a glance.

Meow!

Kitten called, some hesitant, but also some afraid.

"Don't be afraid!" The man laughed: "I dare not blaspheme you!"

After all, the cat goddess is a pet.

And he, just an idea variation.

Although, this idea is a combination of some long ago, has been broken incarnation, reorganization of the suture monster.

But in the end

Status is not as good as pets.

After all, it's superfluous that pets can be cute, but they may be rejected.

Therefore, this opportunity, once in a blue moon, is extremely important!

You have to win trust!

Trust in the core of the original chaos.

Otherwise, a flash of thought, he may be the same as those deleted documents, thrown into the dustbin, will never be able to head.Not to mention winning a little freedom!

Just like the Buddha!

Thinking of the Buddha without heaven, the man sighs.

Good luck!

Good enough to make him jealous!

When he was jealous, his whole face became gloomy.

The skin on the back of the hand, eyeballs, are turning.

Every eyeball is as sharp as a sword.

This is the legacy of Xuanjun.

The ability of an original incarnation a long time ago!

Xuanjun who enters the Tao with sword!

Xuanjun in a city bubble.

It's hard to separate the two.

So, he's a demigod monster now.

Think of here, what does the man seem to hear?

He got up quickly and let the poor pet go.

"Master... Don't worry, I won't mess around!"

"Anyway, I'm just your character!"

"I will do as you tell me!"

"I will consult you for every choice I make!"

Then the man looked at the bookstore.

He muttered to himself: "master, please allow me to find a weapon in your collection!"

"I use a sword!"

As if allowed, he followed his memory to the bookshelf.

Squat down and drag a heavy box from under the bookshelf.

The box is heavy.

He tried his best to drag it out.

This made him sigh about the greatness of his master.

Open the box, one by one in his eyes, incomparably bright treasures, blooming with brilliant brilliance.

Close to the red, close to the black!

Most of these things are just ordinary things.

But because of their owners, they are already extraordinary.

Even with wisdom.

In the box, an old rag doll, open mouth, click.

The broken glass beads are beating.

An engineering car toy under the doll makes a rumbling engine sound.

Several strings of beads collided with each other.

And in the most corner, there is even a hand with a sword, jumping hard in the box.

It's fantasizing about jumping out.

But it will never get out without permission.

For it, this box may be bigger and deeper than the universe!

Young people ignore all this.

He understood that these things were impossible to see him.

Only he can see them.

He gently reached out and took out a plastic dagger from the bottom of the box.

Ten years ago, there was a plastic dagger with three yuan each on the stall.

He picked it up and blew the dust on it.

"What a sword He exclaimed and gently drew out the plastic sword.

The light was cold.

The structure under its plastic surface has already become harder than a neutron star!

It's really a good sword.

It's a good sword that people will die if they touch it.

Holding the sword in his hand, he remembered a lot.

Xuanjun's past, back!

………………………………

Zhou Ke finally cooked the takeout.

Squid whiskers, Octopus

He put it on carefully.

Then, walking to the door, aning was already waiting for him.

He looked at Anning, the human subcutaneous tentacles slightly wriggled.

"Tonight, Anning, you're going to help my brother!" He said seriously.

The innocent little girl nodded.

So Zhou Ke started the donkey and drove to his destination in the dark.

……………………

Lingping feels wonderful now.He can still see and feel the outside world.

It's just that the perspective is a little fantastic.

It's like a panoramic view.

As if I was a precision camera.

You can see everything in detail.

On the other hand, from this perspective, he found that he could think freely.

Because, the entropy that's generated by it doesn't increase on him.

It's the guy who calls himself Xuanjun.

It's kind of fun.

He has never been so relaxed and comfortable since he found out he was a monster.

So much so that he once had the idea of "just let it go.".

Of course, the idea was just thrown out of his consciousness as soon as it appeared.

On the one hand, it's impossible.

Nothing can stand his entropy!

Not even his incarnation or idea!

So, even if he wanted to, the guy named Xuanjun didn't dare.

On the other hand, it is a very simple truth: how can fate be handed over to outsiders?

Even if it's your own idea!

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