C Language Cultivation

Admittedly, programmers don't slang.

However, key repair can be played.

Old Huo's eyes showed a look of love: "Also, I'm suffering from you."

As a result, Lin Xun got a pair of cufflinks blessed by Yuanying live-action amulet.

According to Old Huo, this thing is more than enough to resist the Jindan period. If it is against Shangyuan’s infancy, it can also be blocked-now the imperial capital is in danger, monsters can appear everywhere, Lin Xun has given himself Have planted firewalls to ensure their safety.

Tomorrow and Dongjun will meet in the amusement park, he has already thought about it, and then tricked Dongjun to go to the maze and pull the sword, if Dongjun can pull it up, it proves that he is an emperor, not afraid of monsters, this pair of sleeves The deduction is still here, or one for security and architecture. And if Dongjun can't pull out his sword, indicating that he is not a person who cultivates immortals, then give these two amulets to him. In this way, it can also guarantee the personal safety of the male god.

In fact, he didn't want Dongjun to be in touch with these strange and chaotic things.

Lin Xun crackled the abacus, knocked it out, and left the fourth floor under the kind attention of the elders to return to his room.

After washing, he put on his pajamas, read the paper for a while, and then turned his attention to the cufflinks box on the bedside cabinet. The black box is exquisite and luxurious. After opening, the silver cufflinks are elegant and beautiful. The silver river flowing under the light is also commensurate with the name of "Yinhe".

Dongjun often wears shirts, so the cufflinks will not be shelved. He took these two little things in his hand and wondered what kind of rhetoric he should use to give gifts.

Thank you for accompanying me to the playground?

Thank you for taking care of me these days?

Or just see it occasionally and feel fit.

For a while, he was a little fascinated, and his thoughts were confused, and it seemed that there was really a scene for him to choose a gift for Dongjun.

A slight dizziness struck him, and he recovered, with the cufflinks still in his hand. Strangely, he felt his mood was a bit low and chose to go to bed.

Unexpectedly, the dream came again, and he dreamed every day for the past few days.

Blurred, a white and silver room. The sunlight outside the window is good, and the ceiling is bright.

A white robot came to him.

The mechanical grid opens and a black box appears.

Somewhere in the room-or in the void, a mechanical sound apparently electronically synthesized: "The thing you ordered is here."

"Thank you." He picked up the box and opened it, under the sunlight, the Milky Way was shining.

"He has asked you." The mechanical sounds are flat and straightforward, and the logic is not flexible: "Place, paradise. There is a firework show at seven in the evening."

"I know." He said lightly.

The next moment, he closed the lid of the black box, magnetically interlocking, the lid and the mouth of the box collided, making a "click" sound.

He put the box back in place: "It may not be needed."

In the light, Wan Lai is still, a feeling of loneliness spreading like seawater. He went to the French window.

Mechanical sounds follow the shadows: "Do you regret making this decision?"

"No." He said: "I just..."

"...Forget it."

The heart was beating violently, as if something was pressing on the chest, Lin Xun gasped and opened his eyes.

The sun shines through the shadow of the hawthorn leaves, and the stars shine on the ceiling. When the wind blows, the light jumps on the ceiling. He calmed his breath, picked up the phone, opened the memo, entered a few lines, then closed his eyes again and lifted his wrists to press on them.

Today is a sunny day.

Perhaps because of the large-scale demonization, the clouds in the sky finally dispersed a lot.

That dream came abruptly, but like all dreams that come and go without a trace, it was completely sober for five or six minutes, and many details were obscured in memory, leaving only a few simple adjectives in the memo.

Lin Xun attributed it to the recent stress—although his work is not busy, he is very busy with demons, and the days of the science and technology expo are getting closer.

Putting his wrist down, he subconsciously touched it around-after grabbing an empty space, the pointer came back with Dongjun.

He missed the feeling of the kitten a little, got up, and spent an ordinary morning and half an afternoon.

He had an appointment with Dongjun at four o'clock this afternoon. The name of the playground was "paradise", and there was a fireworks show at seven o'clock in the evening-Lin Xun thought that this was the reason for his dream.

Zhao Jianji looked at his clothes.

After a while, it was covered with cloudy clouds in the afternoon, and the temperature outside was not high. He wore a light gray sweater today, which was very loose.

"You already know it, you gray rabbit." Zhao Jiandao said.

"Yesterday you still said I was a white-eyed wolf." Lin Xun said.

Zhao Jiandao said: "I have only one request for you, I must come back tonight, don't stay at night, okay?"

Lin Xun: "I will."

He continued: "If I have emotional problems, can I consult you?"

"Yes. You finally overcame your natural nature of shrinking your rabbit and chose to look squarely." Zhao Jianji waved his hand in a nonchalant manner: "Go."

Lin Xun left.

The journey was not long and there was no traffic jam. He arrived at the gate of the amusement park 20 minutes in advance.

Holographic technology has been advancing over the years, and the rich VR games and various simulated reality experiences have attracted the vast majority of people-the large amusement park in this reality has gradually declined, and it is not as crowded as ten years ago. Lined up in a team of snakeskin.

Especially in the afternoon on weekdays, there are very few tourists. Those who go in twos and threes look like couples. It is still feasible to pursue the stimulation of games in virtual reality, but falling in love may not be feasible.

Lin Xun supported his cheeks in the car and looked at the tourists, trying to find the existence of non-couples. Ten minutes passed without exception.

Lin Xun: "..."

Just when he was cranky, the car window was knocked.

Lin Xun turned his head and saw Dong Jun looking at himself with a smile.

He got off.

"Waiting for a long time." Dongjun said.

Lin Xun: "No."

He observed Dongjun today.

The black trench coat with simple lines and dark gray turtleneck inside is very casually dressed-and there are no glasses today, making the outline of the five senses more obvious.

His long hair was loosely bundled at the end, and the sides fell a little on both sides, making the whole person softer than usual-unlike the legendary Eastern God, or the galaxy master known for his indifference and harshness, like an elegant Pianist.

pianist.

When he came up with this metaphor, Lin Xun's mind subconsciously appeared the shadow of Dongchen. To be honest, Dongjun and Dongchen are indeed similar in appearance, and the temperament is not without common ground.

It's just that Dongchen is far worse than Dongjun in terms of mankind.

He quickly stepped on Dongchen in his heart and looked at Dongjun: "Good afternoon."

"Good afternoon." Dong Jun walked with him to the gate of the amusement park.

Like all fairy-tale themed amusement parks, the architectural style of this place is sweet and dreamy. Lin Xun doesn't know how to appreciate it, but he doesn't feel it.

Light and melodious music came from the carousel, which made him relax.

He: "I haven't been to this place for a long time."

Dongjun: "Where to go first?"

Lin Xun: "Maze."

Dongjun: "Do you like the maze?"

Lin Xun: "I like to solve puzzles."

Dongjun ticked his lips: "Okay."

This is a maze of plots-and it is a puzzle plot. Lin Xun had asked Yufeng Zhenren before, and he knew something about it.

After a little disguise, Chixiao Dragonfinch Sword plays the sword in the center of the maze. The concept of the sword in stone comes from an ancient British legend. On a certain day, the oracle of heaven, only those who can pull out the sword in stone are eligible to become the king of England. No one has done this for a long time, until the young King Arthur came here and pulled it out.

Maybe it's a plot, or to cater to mainstream tourists, this is a maze that only allows two people to enter. One of them played the young King Arthur, and the other played King Arthur's best friend, the magician Merlin. The two looked for clues in the crisis-ridden church, and finally defeated the sword guard knight, and came to the sword in the stone, regarded as successful.

——The sword guard knight is disguised by Yufeng real person.

Correspondingly, there are two props, King Arthur's crown and Merlin's wand.

Lin Xun looked at these two things and asked Dongjun: "Which one do you choose?"

Dongjun picked up the silver-white crown.

The male god, a person who controls everything, must choose King Arthur, and he will also pull up the sword in the stone that no one can pull out like King Arthur-although Lin Xun does not want Dong Jun and Xiuxian to be related .

Then, just as he was about to get his wand—

"Turn around." Dong Jun said lightly.

Lin Xun turned around.

——Dongjun put the crown on his head.