Apocalyptic Forecast

Tong Ji.

　　Tong, Tong; ji, Ji.

　　 Throughout the night, Huai Shi took these two words apart and put them together, turned them upside down, changed a dozen search software and found hundreds of pages.

　　 I didn’t find anything useful.

　　 Waiting for the next day's sunlight to shine through the window, and when it fell on the two dark circles under his eyes that he hadn't slept all night, Huaishi lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling blankly and began to think.

　　——Is this woman shaking me again?

　　 But thinking that she didn’t swindle any money last night, she didn’t even take the opportunity to move the guys in the family, and even his innocence was very thorough, and she was not defiled by her...

　　 Thinking of this, Huai Shi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

　　 Fortunately, he didn't care about it, otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of money?

　　 Thinking wildly in his mind, he got up, took a shower, after washing up, ate breakfast, and began to prepare for the class for the students today.

　　 After mentioning the cage of dreams, he was taken aback.

　　The number has changed.

　　 There were still one thousand one hundred and thirty-two before, but now it has become one thousand one hundred and fifty-six.

　　 there are thirty-four more.

　　 Fu Meng is a former ruler after all. After Tong Ji’s processing of the remains after his death, this cage of dreams has turned into an extraordinary relic of the border.

　　 Countless dreams overlap in it, vaguely forming a **** between existence and nonexistence, and it seems that it is connected to other places.

　　 If in the hands of a stigmata like Nightmare, I am afraid it will immediately become a powerful weapon, right? But even if it is only used as a birdcage, the effect is still amazing.

　　 In a short period of night, the number of crows increased by a bit. But if you want to further re-form a new scale, you must rely on the destiny of the young man to assist.

　　 Now they are a bit like a large group of hell, but I don’t know why they still can’t form a real large group.

　　 Maybe there is still a little opportunity and growth.

　　 It seems to stay at home and do nothing, waiting for them to grow up on their own is not realistic.

　　 But somehow there is a way.

　　 is better than patting his forehead and thinking about where to get a vote when he had nothing.

　　 Then, starting today, try to become a master of magical animal training.

　　 He sighed.

　　 I hope the process can be easier...

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　　 At eight o'clock in the morning, the doorbell of the Huai poetry house rang on time.

　　 Lin XIX, who is still yawning, and Yuan Yuan, who is carrying Shanjun's epee and violin, have arrived at the door.

　　 After greeted Uncle Fang, the two entered Huai Shi’s study and prepared for today’s class.

　　 Compared with the original cause of the recent rapid progress, Lin Jiu is more and more salty. He looks lazy and looks like a boring student everywhere, which is in line with his usual harmless disguise.

　　 If it hadn't been for the fact that the friction between the several communities that he had walked very close recently had become more intense and almost started to merge, Huai Shi would almost think that this product has been well-established.

　　 was not caught by the handle, it can only show that he is getting better and better at picking things up, and he can still be given a pennant to say thank you if he gets caught.

　　He looks like a good baby here in Huaishi, and I don’t know how many waves there will be after going out.

　　 After checking Lin XIX's homework, Huai Shi couldn't help but shook his head.

　　 It's not that he is doing something wrong or not doing badly. No matter how Lin Jiu can't distinguish the importance, he won't be sloppy in his teacher's course.

　　 A few homework are done quite well, there is no trace of plagiarism, and it is not like forcing others to write for me. When Huai Shi occasionally asks questions, he is able to answer the questions. As for the skills taught by Huai Shi, although he is not very familiar with it, he can still see the appearance of hard training.

　　 But that's it.

　　 Outstanding is outstanding, and qualified is qualified, but no matter how you look at it, I feel that this product shouldn't be just the degree of excellence and qualification.

　　Thinking about it, it's Huaishi's own pot: He didn't teach the right things and places.

　　 But as a teacher, there is always no reason to teach students to learn bad things, right?

　　 Huai Shi closed his homework, and looked at Xiao Nineteen who was serious in front of him, and his expression became serious: "Have you been too idle lately?"

　　 "No, no!"

　　 Lin Nineteen stared wide-eyed, and replied sincerely: "Under your teacher's guidance, I have a fulfilling life every day!"

　　 is quite fulfilling. Every day, I’m trying to do things and sowing the seeds of disharmony among students. The school office of the Ivory Tower has been overworked recently.

　　 Only three students were fired this week. As for the confinement and the writing of reviews...

　　 Thinking of this, Huai Shi couldn’t help but suggest to him: ‘Teacher also uses you to recite mine, but in the future, when you go out, can you not say that I taught it? ’

　　 I always feel that I will be very demonized by then.

　　 But there is no way, who can let himself teach?

　　 Besides, if the path of evil karma is not to kill people and set fires, then it is to lead the good people. Should we force others to do good things every day?

　　 He shook his head, beckoned, and motioned for Lin Jiu to come over.

　　 Looking at his serious look, Lin Jiu's heart suddenly became a little nervous.

　　 Could it be that the rumor spread between the Rose Club and the Sihua Group yesterday? Or did the few students who had been squeezed by themselves rushed to report to the students? No, they shouldn't have the guts...Could it be that the teacher found out that they stepped on two boats? Probably not. The teacher himself seems to be stepping on an entire group combat fleet. He shouldn't care about these nosy matters. Could it be...

　　 His mind flashed, and he instantly understood the reason, he lay on the ground with a thump, and shouted:

　　 "——Teacher I was wrong!"

　　 Huai Shi was stunned, with a dazed expression on his face.

What the hell?

　　What happened?

　　 Why are you lying on the ground again?

　　 He raised his eyebrows, tilted his head and looked at Lin Jiu who was nervous on the ground, and sighed. Picking up the teacup, he asked earnestly: "You just talk about it, what did you do wrong?"

　　 Lin XIX subconsciously glanced at the back and closed his eyes: “I shouldn’t have played the part in the public class these few weeks, I shouldn’t have played the ill and skipped class with me!”

　　 quack.

　　 Yuan Yuan behind him almost crushed the teacup, slowly raised his head, his expression became gloomy: "Azhao skipped class again?"

　　 "Yes! I escaped for a total of four sessions, and forged the signature of the school infirmary from me and ran to participate in dp39!"

　　 Lin Nineteen sold his teammates quickly, "I admit, there are my reasons, but I just got up...he did it all behind! He was self-taught!"

　　 "……"

　　 Seeing Yuan Yuan gradually recovering her calm expression, Huai Shi began to silently mourn her little brother in her heart.

　　 What is all this...

　　 "But what is dp39?" he asked curiously.

"The 39th Abyss 4th Dimensional Game Animation Exhibition." Lin Shiu said in a low voice, "In addition to buying plastic villains, the original photos also went up to receive several awards. It seems to be very popular. I want to say that I am interested. Hobbies don’t matter..."

　　 Huaishi took out his mobile phone and searched it. Well, he immediately found the original photo with a bright smile and a group photo of the exposed young ladies and sisters, as well as holding a plastic villain.

　　Emmm……

　　 Seeing Yuan Yuan's more terrifying smile, he felt that this young man was dead.

　　 Forget it, the original housework should not be mixed up by itself.

　　 He moved his gaze away rationally, glared at Lin Jiu and shook his head: "Who told you this?"

　　 "That...I secretly helped the president of the student union to collect bribes?"

　　 "..." Huaishi's expression twitched.

　　 "I wrote an anonymous letter to report unfair competition in the dance club?"

　　 "……"

　　 Lin Nineteen panicked: "It's always the fall of the deputy director of the school affairs office, right?"

　　 "Okay, don't talk about it anymore."

　　 Huaishi couldn't wait to pinch his mouth.

　　My little brother, is your life a bit too colorful?

　　 If you continue to do this, the teacher won’t be able to cover you...

　　 He can't stand his heart.

　　 How can one or two not make people worry? Isn’t it bad to learn more about the origin?

He waved his hand, suppressing the urge to beat people, and glared at Xiao Nineteen: "I think you are idle, you still have to find something for you to do... Come over, take this, and from today on, help me Carry it."

　　 picked up the cage of dreams next to the table and handed it to Lin XIX.

　　The hut in the forest reached out to take it, and he staggered, almost lying on the ground.

　　Different from Huai Shi's easy freehand brushwork, he was almost crushed by this terrifying power. The moment I started it, it felt as if a heavy truck had been squeezed into my hand.

　　 Purely from the coercion of the essence, his stigmata trembles.

　　 Is this the teacher's punishment?

　　The hut in the forest opened his mouth to ask for mercy, but after that, his face changed.

　　 rose to crimson like congestion, and her eyes glowed with purple-red rays.

　　 "Oh oh oh oh oh!!!!!!"

　　 The violent negative source quality poured into his body, causing the Snake Sacred Mark to neigh excitedly, and a dark cloud was formed above his head, in which the hidden electric light could be vaguely glimpsed.

　　 And his hair has been upside down, the whole person seems to be knocked out of medicine, shrouded in a faint flame.

　　 He has become stronger!

　　 It is like holding a negative energy nuclear power plant in his hand, from which a steady stream of pure negative source material radiates out, so rich that it seems to form an ocean, submerging his whole person in it.

　　 Aside from being in the mirror of the old man's Shen Yuan, this is the first time in his life that Lin 19 has experienced such a happy feeling.

　　 Although painful, but at the same time extremely happy.

His expression kept changing, wandering between excitement and terror, looking very weird~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But the stigma of the snake that had been silent for a long time turned out to grow under the stimulation of the cage of dreams. sign.

　　 Feeling this love from the teacher, Lin Shijiu immediately danced, overjoyed, and when he held the cage of fascinated dreams, he couldn't help but look back at Yuanyuan.

　　 is full of pride.

　　——Can you do it!

　　 "……"

　　 Yuanyuan's expression was bewildered, and he didn't understand what he was thinking.

"okay!"

　　 Huai Shi patted the back of Lin XIX's head: "Ten minutes a day is the limit for you. Don't communicate with it frequently during the rest of the time... Be careful of nightmares."

　　 Well, I dreamed that I was surrounded by thousands of crows and sang hymns or something.

　　 What should I do if I accidentally get brainwashed?

　　 Huaishi doesn't want to call Seiya every day with a small stick behind him.

　　 "By the way, I'm going on a business trip. After you two go back, pack your luggage and come with me."

　　 After the course was over, Huai Shi put away the book, thought about it, and seriously suggested: "This is a rare practice internship, don't miss it."

　　 Looking at Lin Jiuhe and Yuanyuan's seemingly understanding, Huai Shi showed a kind smile just like Russell.

　　 It’s nice to be young.

　　 He drank a sip of tea, and felt the joy of persecuting others from the heart.

　　 really cool.

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