Comprehensive Dimensional Double Repair

Fully diffuse the dimension of spiritual development: Jay revere God

Chasing in the footsteps of time, through countless scenery, a road that never looks back, the content is known by the title of the book, this is a powerful yy novel.To write yy novels, the content is as follows: I have few friends, apocalypse from academy, day on campus, a world that only God knows, clannad, five centimeters per second, Digimon, the small age of silver chaos, Huakai Monogatari, Conan, Date Fight...

The 18th generation closed disciple of Maoshan Shu-Zhou HongjunFanwai

I have a friend named Zhou Hongjun, who wrote an extra as follows:

My name is Zhou Hongjun. My ancestors are the eighteenth-generation closed disciples of Maoshan Art. In my mother’s generation, she can only defraud her fortune by pretending to be gods and sticks. The daily workload is there, nothing more than sprinkling dog’s blood and drawing symbols. Paper, even the plankton beating before her eyes, she couldn't feel the slightest.

Actually, I can see a few things, such as someone curled up in a corner, or a scholar in the Qing Dynasty who always held his head. When I was very young, I could see them. July is the most uncomfortable for me. At that time, I had a high fever for most of the time, and nightmares for the other half of the time.

All these sufferings are due to my timidity. I am afraid of them and avoid them. Instead, they come to me more eagerly and play me.

It wasn't until the age of twelve and seeing Xia Luopan that things changed qualitatively.This child is pure yang, and can see certain floating creatures just like me, but his luck makes me envious, but he is still an atheist house. He said to me: Red Army, believers are spiritual, if you don’t believe it Exist... We must be sure that there are no ghosts in this world!

When he was talking, I saw a plankton floating towards him with staring eyes, and the eyes were so wide that they were protruding outside.There was also a bloody lesbian, sitting on the chair beside him, chattering.

I was so frightened that I was out of control, only Brother Luopan wiped his eyes, slowly put on his black pupils, and smiled and looked at the plankton, before he yawned and looked for a stool.

I saw him sitting down towards the previous lesbian with green face and nosebleeds. The floating lesbian sat for him so much that he could not speak, leaving only his arms and legs exposed under his ass. After shaking hands and feet for an hour, Comrade Xia Luopan stood up leisurely. Then, I saw the floating lesbian disappear in front of my eyes at a speed of light.

From then on, I suddenly understood.

No matter how many plankton floats in front of my eyes, I will treat them as a P. Even if they come in front of my eyes, I can still squat on the toilet and read Marxism-Leninism without blushing.

╮(╯▽╰)╭!I'm Nirvana!

This happened until I was 22 years old, and there was a qualitative change.

That year I was in my junior year, and I was practising more advanced atheism in school. In my mind, only the materialism and atheism of the international proletariat can guide me forward. My piety moved the little horse and even the old Mao in hell. , My luck is as good as ****. I am not in my junior year, so the department recommends me to study materialism and atheism.

I have no retribution, I can only strengthen my faith even more!Even if the ten heads are floating behind me, I will treat them like a breath!!!

This day, Yueheifengtu coincided with the weekend, and I was the only one studying in the whole study room.

Little N, who was in the same dormitory, ran up to me, just took a glance, then panted and screamed, "Zhou Hongjun, you have a woman's head hanging on your shoulder!"

I insisted on glaring at him, and corrected him with a kind of compassion: "Little N, this is a material energy conversion, to be thorough, to be thorough..."

Then, I heard the one on my shoulder, speaking with the same seriousness: "Right, right, everything in the world is converted from energy. Seriously speaking, what you see is actually a part of the magnetic brain wave response. Kind of illusion..."

Her voice is more serious than mine, and she is even more upright, proclaiming: "There are no ghosts in this world!"

(⊙o⊙) Oh!

When I am two hundred and five?Although I have been firm in my beliefs, I can't open my eyes and speak nonsense like she did!I immediately became angry. It was the first time I faced this upright female ghost in the face of this upright female ghost for the first time in twenty-two years. She looked really good from conscience.

Better than the Ports girl I recently made.

Speaking of the little girl in Ports, this girl is very strange. She has a stubborn attitude as a migrant worker, but she still has a stubborn preference for Ports for ten years. Twisted like a bumblebee.In such a comparison, this baby-faced little float is much fresher and more natural.

"Then what are you yourself!" I was angry, and put her shoulders on her shoulders all night, suffering from sudden pain. I don't know what happened, her spirit body actually has weight.

She lowered her head in shame and explained: "I also consider myself an illusion, but I still exist!"

╮(╯▽╰)╭, what a deep plankton, I was immediately impressed.

For the remaining three months, she has been living next to me. For a class comrade who has a common language, materialism and atheism, she completely shocked me.

When I sleep, she will get into my quilt and nest in my arms to keep warm...

I am self-study, she will take my arm and practice materialism and atheism together...

Even when I was in the shower, she could blush, close her eyes, and sing beside her. The song is nothing more than: The Red Army is not afraid of the difficult expedition...

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore, and asked her: "What are you going to do?"

She blinked her eyes and turned to me: "Look at your shadow!"

Following her gaze, I saw my shadow in the sun, showing a weird state, at the heel, connecting her body, she is actually a plankton who loves the sun!╮(╯▽╰)╭, once again, God and the old horse collapsed in my heart!

Don't doubt, I believe in Namek!

"I can't get rid of your shadow!" When I went to squat again, she finally collapsed, pulling at my other philosophy book, tearfully covering her nose.

I was also furious. Ports** has hinted at me more than a dozen times. The only time I opened a room, it also angered me with my suspicious state.

In short, Ports and I have no sex, so we are about to lose our love!

╮(╯▽╰)╭

What a sad thing this is!

Does this plankton want to defend my virgin for a lifetime?

In the first semester of her senior year, Ports** finally couldn't help it, and hurriedly plunged into the arms of the nigger. I have reason to believe that the long-term depression caused her visual distortion. She began to like mineral water bottles and tea barrels. A type of cylinder, ╮(╯▽╰)╭, God, I am guilty!

I'm dumped!

The plankton cried all night!

"Zhou Hongjun, it's all my fault. I shouldn't tell you that her breasts are fake when you open the room! Nor should I tell you that she is actually a scented woman, let alone tell you that she..." She was sobbing.

I was furious: "That's not the point, okay!"

The point is that every time there is substantial development, she will exclaim: "Red Army, Red Army, you actually have abdominal muscles, Red Army, Red Army, quick take off, quick take off, what's underneath!"

==!!!

This makes me feel like a man!

I don't need to use my body and love such a plankton, right?!

"Zhou Hongjun, go to a bar, drinking can relieve one's worries!" The plankton suggested to me again.

"Or, let me kiss you!" She leaned over and tried to comfort me. As soon as her cold little mouth touched my mouth, her little tongue kept moving like a puppy.

This is the first spirit body I can touch!

"Zhou Hongjun, let me be your girlfriend!" She talked timidly.

My heart moved, but there was still a look of disapproval on my face. What I said was almost the opposite: "Do you want me to follow you all my life? Don't forget, you think you are an illusion!"

This was hurtful. I saw the little floating tears turning around and clicking, but one of them actually dropped and fell on the intersection between the shadow and her, and suddenly a crack was cut.

My heart tightened suddenly, and I felt like I couldn't hold her.

"Zhou Hongjun, I'm sorry, I can go now!" She rubbed her tears, and suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and she fluttered into the sky.