Chen Haoboli nodded, but also complained, "Fat, I’m not you. I always carry a camera with me to shoot women at any time."
Mitarai Qingzhi said, "This is called full preparation. If I had this opportunity, I wouldn’t miss it."
Huo Junzhong was surprised and asked, "Chen Zi, if the two women gave you drugs to reduce your sensitivity to flowers, why are you so allergic now?"
Chen Hao Bo said, "They disappeared. I want to see them, and that’s it."
Huo Junzhong gasped: "I said Chen Zi, you didn’t think they had sex with flowers and went to the flower market, did you?"
Chen Haobo nodded and admitted Huo Junzhong’s guess.
Huo Junzhong directly rolled his eyes, didn’t know each other’s names and looks, knew he was allergic to flowers, but went to the flower market. This is not courage, this is sb.
Mitarai Qingzhi gave Chen Haobo a thumbs-up. "Chen Zi, what are you afraid of? In pursuit of beauty, even war and hell can’t stop us. Have you found it?"
Chen Haobo shook his head regretfully and said, "No, the people in the flower and tree market said that they had never seen anyone like me."
"This city has a population of 20 million to 30 million. If you don’t know the name or the appearance, it’s more ridiculous than blind people looking for beautiful scenery." Huo Junzhong advised him: "Think of it as a beautiful dream, don’t miss it, people have to look forward."
"Xiao Huo, why are you so pessimistic about everything?" Chen Haobo was dissatisfied. "Just listening to you, others won’t think that we are classmates and friends, but you will be my grandfather. You know, in this vast world, it was fate that I met them that night. I believe that our fate has just begun, and we will definitely meet them again in the future. Is this destiny?"
"What about seeing it?" Huo Junzhong continued to pour cold water: "Listen to you, they like strong floral fragrance, but you are allergic to flowers, and floral pollen is harmful to you. Let me ask you, how do you get along with them? Stupid to go on a date? "
Chen Haobo put a pillow over his head and shouted, "I don’t want to listen. I don’t want to listen. I will definitely find a solution."
Seeing him pretending to be an ostrich, Huo Junzhong no longer advised him. Everyone has his own interests, so let him toss it around. Anyway, it seems that his wish may be slim.
Huo Jun casually asked, "How is your friend in Hong Kong?"
"She sent me an apology email, saying that it was a joke, but when I called, she still felt a little different from before. It was a holiday next month, and I will go back to Hong Kong to see how she is."
Mitarai Qing Zhi said, "I’ll go back to Ri next month, Xiao Huo. Do you want to go to Ri? I’ll treat you, and then I’ll take you to the jihad."
Mitarai Qingzhi said jihad is a large-scale anime fan gathering, and mitarai Qingzhi’s eyes will shine every time he goes here, just like fans going to the World Cup.
"When the time comes, I probably can’t go to other places, and I have to stay at home with my grandfather." Huo Junzhong was not interested in tourism, so he made an excuse casually.
"Lying" mitarai Qing Zhi bridled Huo Jun’s neck: "You are going to spend time with the Lujia sisters, you are a playboy. We know that they are so envious of living with you that you can really organize a harem at home."
Huo Junzhong pushed him and said, "What harem? Don’t talk nonsense."
"Pretending, pretending to be serious when you get the sweetness, you will be struck by lightning. Alas, how can a poor person like us, who can accompany the long night with his own hands and feel lonely, become a pistol king?" mitarai Qingzhi said it was really obscene. He asked with his eyes full of stars: "Xiao Huo, I heard that twin sisters have a physical reaction, and so does the other. Is it true that when you rub the red and blue breasts, will Qinglan also scream?"
Huo Junzhong said with a straight face, "What’s wrong with you? Why should I rub someone’s chest?"
"Pretend, you will try your best to pretend." mitarai Qingzhi swore with a fist: "I will definitely expose the true face of your Se wolf by camera, pretending to be a pure man to be cool, hum, are you Kenjiro?"
Huo Junzhong jǐng accused: "If you dare to install a pinhole camera in my house, I will castrate you."
When the three chatted for a long time, it was late. Huo Junzhong was leaving, and mitarai qingzhi had to spend the night at Chen Haobo’s house. It is said that he brought the latest HD infantry love Qing moving piece, which is a new red newcomer who wants to enjoy it with Chen Haobo, and even bought a big box of high-end sanitary napkins.
Huo Junzhong is not interested in this obscene line.
After bidding farewell to the Chen family, Huo Junzhong caught the last subway train when he looked at it.
On the rainy night, the last subway train swings, and there is a cold metal feeling in the air.
Huo Junzhong sat alone in the subway car, reposing, and there was a subway sound and a sweet but indifferent female light, but the car was still y and n dense.
In developed cities with subways, people often say that the subway is a gateway to other worlds. There seems to be something in the subway passage, always watching the passengers. When people take the subway, the subway gives people a sense of unrealistic world.
The fifth chapter in the lonely soul of the subway
It seems normal for Huo Junzhong to have this feeling. People live in the ground and need sunshine to live there. No matter how well they are built, they can’t see the sky for a long time. Naturally, they accumulate strong Y and N gas and people are surging, which makes Y and N float, bringing those consciousness that are dead but unwilling to die, and people can see and touch it. But when the number is small and the night is cold, people often feel those floating and broken residual consciousness subconsciously.
At this time, people will naturally feel the fear in the subconscious.
Huo Junzhong opened his eyes and frowned: "Life and death have a life, Y and N Yang can’t pass, I can’t help you, go back."
Flying through the subway window, a bloody face, a broken head, is like a watermelon smashed by a stick.
Although I heard Huo Junzhong say this, the bloody head still penetrated through the glass door and crawled on the subway floor, crawling towards Huo Junzhong to "save me, help me". The dead body was cut off in the middle, and when his hands crawled on the floor, they squeaked.
People should not look at the darkness, and people looking at the darkness is what the darkness looks at.
Dead people and people are two worlds: Y and N Yang. Generally speaking, people are contacted by the method of dead people without special circumstances. However, some people can see through Y and N Yang and see dead people and organs that do not belong to human beings. Only when life looks at them, will they establish induction with people, and practitioners can see through Y and N Yang and induce the dead.
However, if you are born with Y and N eyes that can see through life and death and see the dead, you will attract the dead to stay in the world, and often you have to give up your feelings again, so that the fragments of consciousness remain in this world. Most of the dead are in vain. Because of hatred and anger, they are the most intense emotions of human beings, and they will be induced to die again and again, and then they will die again and again, and they will be remembered as adults, just like falling into hell, feeling despair and pain again and again.
Therefore, since ancient times, people with positive eyes in Y and N, if they can’t find sustenance in religion and have the ability to fight against the dead, will often appear abnormal madness or commit suicide by J and jīng God to escape the feeling of death.
The yogi helps others but doesn’t help ghosts, no matter how many reasons, the dead are dead. The dead can stay in people with the most intense memories, and envy and hatred for the living will eventually turn the dead into harm.
Watching the dead soul climb to his feet, Huo Junzhong Nai clenched his fist and reached out, saying, "The Dharma is dry and Kun keeps all evils away." As Huo Junzhong read the forbidden spell, the dead soul was smashed and obliterated in the void.
The incantation wiped out the dead soul, but Huo Junzhong faintly heard a slight exclamation of "magic". He was one leng. Looking at it, a foreign young woman with red Se short hair and plain gray Se clothes was surprised to see that she was holding a thick six or seven in her arms and wearing glasses with a rather old-fashioned black border. The whole person looked old-fashioned.
Huo Junzhong made the gas forbidden spell, which is almost lost in China. This foreign woman mistakenly forbidden spell is a general spell, but it can’t be said that her eyes are poor. She can see that Huo Junzhong made the gas forbidden spell smash the dead soul, saying that this woman is not simple, and I am afraid she is also a fellow.
The woman looked at her when she saw Huo Junzhong. She was shy and timid, and seemed afraid to look at such people. She could see them at school, and she was always as timid as a frightened rabbit. But the more they were, the more they would be bullied. This may be that people inherited animals and attacked them. The weaker they were, the more they would be attacked.
Huo Junzhong is not wary because she shows such weakness. If she can see that she has eliminated the dead, it is definitely not that ordinary Huo Junzhong doesn’t want to meddle. Immediately after the subway arrived, the woman hesitated to chase the subway, but she didn’t find Huo Junzhong.
When her car was instantaneous, Huo Junzhong took the opportunity to take the car while her sight was blocked. No matter what reason she wanted to find herself, Huo Junzhong didn’t want to deal with this foreign women.
The woman looked for a circle and didn’t see Huo Junzhong again. She was disappointed to drive home alone.
Her apartment is very simple, with only a little basic furniture. After entering the room, she put out a fresh meat and fed it to a crow. The crow was black as coke, with clean and tidy feathers, shiny eyes and intense spirits.
After swallowing a few mouthfuls of meat, the crow saw the woman sitting in the chair disappointed, turned her hands over, spread her wings and flew to the coffee table with heavy thoughts, and spat at people and asked, "Wei Er, what happened, you are so unhappy."
A young woman, known as Wei ‘er, lamented, "Zetney, I saw today that you said that a Taoist priest in China had magical powers. He was in the subway, and as soon as he reached out, a ghost was smashed to pieces. But I was too poor to ask him to learn from me directly. When I got up the courage, he was gone. He must think I didn’t and didn’t want to pay attention to me."
"It’s not your fault, Wei Er. China Taoist Xing Ge is very strange, and he doesn’t want to deal with people. You have potential, and you will definitely see immortals who are willing to give you advice in the future."
Wei Er was not confident. "But Zetney, I heard them say in China that Taoist priests in China never taught foreigners how to be a real leader in China. Is it right for us to come to China and maybe it’s better to stay in Europe?"
Crow Zettney cried, "You just can’t stay in Europe and come to China. You are a sorcerer’s association, and it is strictly forbidden to learn magic. No magician in Europe will teach you magic. If you want to learn magic to avoid ghosts, you can come to Asia. Be strong. If you want to hunt down your evil sister, you must learn supernatural ability, or you will never get revenge from your parents."
"I know, but my sister is a genius. Can I really learn supernatural abilities to find her revenge?" Wei Er is confident about this.
Crow Zetney cheered her up and said, "Sure, you can awaken the magic circuit in your body, become a real witch, and let justice be done."
"But we don’t have much money. Life in this city is terrible. We must find a job as soon as possible." Wei Er asked, "I submitted some resumes, and one school gave me feedback. I think it’s better for me to work there first to earn some money and look for immortals."
"Ah, sad world, I have been a witch all day, and I have to work to earn money today." Crow Zetney sighed like a philosopher
The next day, Chen Haobo and mitarai Qingzhi didn’t come to school. In the afternoon, they came to the club activity room. Huo Junzhong was alone. He made a cup of coffee to play with his brain. It was really quiet.
Unfortunately, stealing a half-life leisure time is always short. Just a moment later, Huo Junzhong’s quiet moment is broken. The visiting guests are unexpected, and Ling Shufang is also beautiful.
Ling Haifeng invited an expert from Wudang Mountain on the same day, and gave Ling Shufang a soul-summoning technique, which made Ling Shufang wake up and made her stay in the hospital for a few more days to observe. Today is the first day for Ling Shufang to go back to school.
"Huo classmate, I listened to my brother. Thank you for stopping Xu Wench that day. I seem to have really annoyed her. If you hadn’t stopped her, maybe Xu Wench would have killed me at that time." When she said this, Ling Shufang patted her chest and stuck out her tongue as if she were in shock, but look at her eyes. Where is the slightest fear?
"Easy, and I don’t think that Xu Daoyou will continue to kill you, even if I don’t stop him, Xu Daoyou won’t attack you again." Huo Junzhong doesn’t take credit, and it is not necessarily a good thing for the yogi to owe people and be owed.
"It’s funny that you call me Dao You. It reminds me of a dead Dao You don’t die being original. By the way, Xu girl doesn’t count her family. She wears cassock only because she likes it. You don’t call her Dao You just treat the alternative as a xing. It sounds so weird."
"What should I call it?"
Ling Shufang suggested, "Just call Xu Wench." It seems that she is still dissatisfied with being defeated, but this is only reasonable. If she can not win or lose foreign things at this age and affect her mood, it is necessary to doubt whether she is born with developmental problems and her brain is not developed with all affective disorders.
Huo Junzhong Pinghe said, "Should I call you Ling Shantou, too?"
Ling Shufang shouted, "Of course not. You are younger than me. How can you call me a girl?"