Celestial Masters Alliance

There was only one desk lamp turned on in the messy room. Under the dim light, the computer screen flickered with a pale light, illuminating the empty wine bottles piled on the table. The chicken nest head lying in front of the keyboard must be the dust in the universe! What a useless thing!

I stretched out a finger and poked his temple hard: "Hey! Can you be more confident?"

He got up from the table drunkenly with his messy hair, glanced at me, rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked at me again. After confirming my existence, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and pushed the chair in fear. He stepped back and fell off the chair again: "Who are you? Why are you in my house?"

Seeing his useless look, I shook my head in frustration and sighed: "How unlucky am I to be created by a loser like you?"

The guy obviously didn't understand what I was saying. He crawled to the head of the bed, picked up a baseball bat and held it in front of him, shouting, "Don't come over here, I'm going to call the police."

I didn’t want to be verbose with him, so I leaned on the desk, held up his laptop with one hand, glanced at the latest chapter he had written, and said: "You created me and you don’t even recognize me. I am Zhu Mo, and I will be captured by you soon." The strongest male protagonist who died from exhaustion."

He looked at me with the eyes of a liar, without letting down his guard at all.

I had to retrieve the synopsis stored in the computer and zoom in on the character to show him: Zhu Mo, the strongest male protagonist with golden fingers. He squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully several times, but still stared at me suspiciously. I had to explain: "So my golden finger is to break the dimensional wall and come to you to change my destiny. I will not be attacked by you year after year." Will the author of Street be implicated?"

I seemed to have poked his glass heart, and he was immediately discouraged. He put down the baseball bat in defeat and pressed hard on the center of his brow with his fist.

I didn't know him well and there was no need to comfort him, so I opened the first chapter of "Purifying Heart Mantra" and read aloud: I saw the sunlight pouring down through the gaps between the leaves, stinging my slightly squinted eyes.

I couldn't close my eyes to avoid the sun, so I raised my hands to cover them, only to find that my body was stiff and I couldn't move. I wanted to shout, but my throat was so stiff that I couldn't make a sound. I could only watch as the breeze ruffled the treetops, shaking off large swaths of white petals, burying me little by little.

what to do! If I, a grown man, were drowned by flower petals, it would be the most useless way to die in the world. I tried to twist my body and make various struggles, but I couldn't get any response from any organ. I can only watch helplessly as the petals reach the tip of my nose, suffocating in despair.

"Come back... come back quickly..." A boy's voice floated around, increasing my fear.

I stopped reciting and stared at the loser in the universe: "Don't you know that using the first person narrative is stepping on a big trap? And it's not the first time you've thrown yourself into the street because of this! Why don't you accept the lesson?"

Huanyu Mochen covered his eyes with his hands, buried his head on his knees and muttered softly: "The first person is feeling. I want to piece together your bones and blood word for word, and then use your senses to contact the world you are in. The third person Narrating stories can certainly make the world view larger, but in that case, you can only be characters serving the plot. I hope you are real existences."

These words moved me a little, and suddenly I felt that the trash in front of me was actually cute. I couldn't help but advise: "You have been confused whether to follow the good people or stick to yourself. Why don't you consider the market demand?"

He looked up at me, his eyes more confused than firm, and asked me: "If everyone writes the same thing, what's the point of creating?"

I couldn't answer his question, so I could only read the first chapter again: Suddenly, my body shook violently, my consciousness quickly returned, and I gasped for breath. It's a dream! I'm scared to death.

But when I saw my surroundings clearly again, I would rather not wake up. Countless people in yellow robes stood on the downward stairs and kept chanting. Is it a mantra? I didn't understand a word, and I was at the bottom of the stairs, surrounded by curved grooves boiling with red liquid.

There was a golden arrow in the shape of three feathers twisted together in front of me. I struggled to get closer to see it, but I couldn't move at all. Only then did I realize that my arms were being cut behind my back by two people in yellow robes. .

An old man crossed the boiling red liquid and came to me and said softly: "My child, as descendants of the Heavenly Master, each of you has your own obligations. It is your destiny to have your soul implanted in the Phoenix Feather..."

As I read this, the phoenix feather coiled around my wrist began to spin and get hot, and I had to put down the computer temporarily to appease it. Now, of course I know who you are, and our destinies are closely linked.

Huanyu Mochen looked at Phoenix Fei, his eyes were red, his lips were trembling but he didn't speak.

After soothing Phoenix Ling, I continued to recite our story: This is not my memory. I struggled with all my strength to escape from the second layer of dreams. When my eyes regained focus, what came into view was the little girl. Si's face was enlarged several times: "What do you want to do by being so close to me? Kiss me secretly?" I cursed in silence.

Xiao Si quickly took two steps back, with a look of helplessness on his face: "Boss! Your phone keeps ringing..." He raised my newly bought IPHONE to his eyes and shook it, while the phone was shouting heartbreakingly, "Take over from Lei Feng." gun, Lei Feng is a good example for us..."

I grabbed the phone and cursed him before he finished speaking: "You still dare to take my phone? Didn't I tell you to keep a distance of three meters from my phone at all times?"

This brat has been spending his whole life trying to explain his unreliability. Last week, my friend had a birthday party, and I took Xiaosi to attend it, hoping to expand his social circle. Later, they started playing with "depth charges". I was so frightened that I picked up my wallet and ran out to buy wine. I signaled to the waiter to help me deliver the bag in two minutes. I wanted to leave first. This guy was obedient and ran out to find me with his bag in his arms two minutes later. The problem was that the bag had no zipper, and he was still holding it upside down, so the contents were scattered all over the place. Unfortunately, my iPhone, which had been with me for less than a month, disappeared. The one I have now was just bought yesterday.

Xiaosi looked aggrieved and turned to help his good aunt who was napping at the door of the examination room. My good aunt had already sat up straight when she heard the noise. When she saw me looking at her, she quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and said, "Yeah, the noise has been made five or six times, but we didn't even dare to wake you up."

It seemed that my aunt was lying on the chair and sleeping again. It's hard to hire aunties now, either because the price is too high, or because I don't like the heavy workload in this pet store, where I have to clean up shit and urine, buy groceries and cook at the same time. So I always turned a blind eye to the laziness and laziness of my good aunt and my mistress. After all, I can't pay a high salary.

I sighed silently and waved my hand: "It's okay! Let's go and rest." Then I slowly picked up the phone.

There was a harsh electric sound on the other end of the phone. I moved some distance away and asked, "Hello! Hello." The sound of electricity was still there, but no one answered. I looked at the caller ID and saw that it was my second aunt’s mobile phone number far away. "Hello? Second aunt?" The sound of electricity continued, strange! I hung up the phone and dialed again, but the call was still active.

I hung up the phone again and was about to make a call, when my mother's phone came over. I sat back on the recliner, lay on my back and answered the phone. Before I could say anything, my mother yelled: "Momo, why don't you answer the phone? Your second aunt has called me several times. She said your grandma is seriously ill." I'm in the hospital and want to see you before I leave. I'll take a copy of your ID card and buy the tickets. It's seven o'clock in the evening, so come and get it!"

I stopped reading again, looked at Huanyu Mochen sitting on the ground like a stone statue, and said: "There are too many unnecessary plots in this opening! It is too slow to use the environment and unnecessary characters to establish the character. Readers have the patience to read this, and editors like to use gold fingers at the beginning to attract attention. Also, it is too cliché to use grandma’s serious illness to trigger the incident!”

Huanyu Mochen raised his red eyes and looked at me and said: "The composition of human beings is composed of complex things. Gorgeous words cannot create a person, they can only be roles."

I thought about it for a while. I was able to break through the dimensional wall and stand here with an image that is indistinguishable from a real person. It is indeed because of the plump multi-faceted shaping. Should I be grateful that I was carefully crafted by this little bastard?

So I calmed down and immersed myself in the content of the book again: my mother finished talking in rapid succession, but I was in a state of poor reception.

"Ticket? When did you buy it?" I sat up straight and shook my head, trying to clear my head.

"Just now. You didn't answer the phone." My mother said slightly reproachfully.

"Since you're in a hurry, why don't you buy a plane ticket?" I took off my phone and looked at the time. It was almost two o'clock, and I actually slept for more than two hours in one nap.

"..." The mother hesitated to answer on the other end of the phone. It was probably Uncle Gang who was causing the problem again. Direct air tickets are rarely discounted, and air tickets are more than five times more expensive than train tickets.

"Forget it, there is only one direct flight every day, and you may not be able to catch it if you buy it. Taking the train may arrive faster than flying!" I could only comfort my mother in this way. The most important thing was that I didn't want to make myself feel uncomfortable.

"Then when you come here, buy the bus ticket to the train station. Time is tight, so be careful." After saying that, my mother hurriedly hung up the phone.

I called my second aunt's mobile phone again, but the phone was still busy. I called my home landline, but no one answered. Grandma is sick, and uncle should also be in the hospital. I tried to call my uncle’s mobile phone, but it was also busy! what's the situation?

Xiao Si opened his mouth and looked at me with a face full of doubts. I walked over and patted his shoulder: "Xiao Si, the opportunity to test you has come! Brother, I have to go back to my hometown. It will take at least ten days and a half. The store will be closed. I'll leave it to you for now."

Xiaosi cried out in horror: "Brother! I have never taken care of myself for so long. A day or two is fine..."

I put my arm around Xiaosi's shoulders and comforted him: "This is a perfect training opportunity. Do you want to work all your life? What's wrong with familiarizing yourself with the business in advance? Besides, my good aunt is here. Even if something happens to you, my brother won't I’ll blame you, just put it off until I come back to deal with it.”

When the good aunt heard this, she stood up and took a glass of water from the water dispenser. While drinking, she said, "Don't worry, the store has been left to us. Fulfilling the old man's wish is a filial piety! Go quickly!"

My good aunt is getting better and better at listening to the roots of the wall. She can hear clearly even through the phone! I smiled and bowed my hands and said, "Thank you, everyone. I have to catch the train, so I have to go first."

Xiaosi pulled me nervously: "Brother! You have to come back as soon as possible. I don't know what to do if you're not here."

I returned my hand, patted Xiaosi's shoulder again and said, "Just exercise, it's a rare opportunity." After that, I waved and walked out of the door.

Xiao Si chased him to the door and shouted: "Brother! Come back with a gift!"

I cursed helplessly in my heart: You are a careless idiot. I am going to visit a doctor, not for a trip. I tried my best to maintain a friendly expression and responded to the waiter: "Take a good look at the store! I'll give you bonuses when I come back!" Then I quickly ran across the street and entered the yard of my community.