The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Wednesday, August 23.

The tenth day of the official start of summer vacation.

In the morning, Odd Zhuo finally woke up from his drunkenness. He touched his lower body, um... the flesh was soft and soft.

He had just had a dream about Wang Ling, and he even went to pinch his master's face with his hands. Usually, his master is paralyzed and doesn't even smile, but in his dream last night, Odd Zhuo dreamed that his master smiled, and She even said a lot of words of encouragement to him.

For a moment, Odd Zhuo couldn't hold back his hands and pinched his dear master's little face (he had thought about this for a long time, but he never had the guts to try...)

Sure enough, it's still a dream! In the dream, everything is there!

So, pinching and pinching, Odd Zhuo woke up, and the soft, fleshy feeling made him somewhat unforgettable. Obviously Master's face looks very thin, but why is it so comfortable to hold it?

Odd Zhuo couldn't help pinching the fleshy thing under his body a few more times...

Then he suddenly felt that this feeling seemed a bit wrong, the flesh was obviously much older than in the dream.

When Odd Zhuo opened his eyes sleepily, he saw a fat man lying under him, his forehead was severely injured, and blood was splashed all over the ground... he was falling into a coma...

And just now, he pinched the fat man's butt for a long time...

Odd Zhuo: "..."

Looking at the time, Odd Zhuo realized that he was late for work again.

Sure enough, he still can't drink too much skin wine, as drinking too much will hurt his health, and he's still a little dazed.

Zhuo Yi flipped through his phone, and found that there were several missed calls in his phone. It was Zhong Lang who called, and Zhong Lang was worried that Zhuo Yi would have an accident by himself. Finally, I sent a text message, intending to come to the apartment to see.

Odd Zhuo hurriedly called back: "That little clock, I'm fine! It's just that it was too late last night and I didn't get up."

Hearing that Zhuo Yi had regained his energy, Zhong Lang breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Zhuo is fine, don't go to bed so late at night! By the way, did you play games all night yesterday?"

"play games……"

Zhuo Yi stared at the fat man's round buttocks: "Yes! I played Overwatch all night last night."

After hanging up the phone, Odd Zhuo finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He knew very well that he couldn't startle the snake just yet.

How to cook this fat man is a problem.

This fat man passed out in his own apartment, obviously plotting something wrong, he actually ran to his house while he was drunk, and he had a suspicious pair of scissors in his hand, I don't know what he was going to do to him...

Odd Zhuo subconsciously protected his crotch, and these days there are many news about people cutting their dicks in their sleep.

It's just that Odd Zhuo couldn't figure it out, since he had never met this fat man, why did the other party want to treat him so cruelly.

No matter what, find someone to arrest this fat man for interrogation first!

As one of the important leading cadres of the War and Disregarding Bureau, he was actually invaded at home. This matter is actually quite serious.

Odd Zhuo immediately called Fang Xing.

Fang Xing is the team leader of the thugs team, and the interrogation of the Zhan Hu Bureau is also handed over to Fang Xing, and now the thug team of the Zhan Hu Bureau has a connection with Warden Liang of Songhai No. 1 Prison, in other words Say... the interrogation by the thugs is legal!

"Okay, brother Zhuo, I'll come right away." On the other side of the phone, Fang Xing's voice was still sunny, with a feeling like spring wind turning into rain, which added a little moisture to the dry heart.

Odd Zhuo nodded: "Well, I've got him under control, waiting for you to come over."

Odd Zhuo had already confiscated the scissors and cloak that Kong Ruye used to commit the crime, and just to be on the safe side, Odd Zhuo used a "immortal-binding lock" to tie Kong Ruye honestly.

This immortal lock was won by Odd Zhuo when he played mahjong in Songhai No. 1 Prison.

When Odd Zhuo visited the prison last time, the mahjong team was worrying about lack of one, so Odd Zhuo played it himself. Warden Liang didn't believe that Odd Zhuo would win, so he took an "immortal-binding lock" as a bet.

And then, this Immortal Binding Lock is Zhuo Yi...

There's no way, if I really want to say, I'm also a humanoid koi, that's how lucky I am.

Zhuo Yi put his hips on his hips and smiled in satisfaction, then he opened the curtains of the living room to let the sunlight in.

Odd Zhuo recalled that wonderful dream last night again.

It's a pity, when will he be able to pinch his master's face in reality...

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On the other side, the small villa of the Wang family...

Wang Ling also gradually opened his eyes.

He had a very strange dream, he actually dreamed of Odd Zhuo.

But that is not a "dream of prophecy", but a "real dream of mentality". The real dream of mentality is used to maintain order. In many cases, it is a small spell of heaven that Wang Ling unconsciously activates. This kind of spell will only work on those around him, whom he considers important.

The main function is to adjust the mentality.

In any case, mentality is a very important factor, which will affect a person's work, study, etc...

If the mentality cannot be adjusted well, it will most likely become depression later. How many celebrities have died under such psychological pressure these days. They are regarded as "hypocritical" and "fake literature and art" on weekdays.

These people silently endure all kinds of violence when they need care most, and hide their pain in their hearts.

So in this case, companionship is a very important factor.

However, the "true dream of mentality" has a big disadvantage one day, that is, Wang Ling doesn't know what he will do in the dream, including what happened, and he completely forgets it after dreaming.

The real dream of mentality, as a spell to help teammates adjust their mentality and prevent depression. In the dream, Wang Ling is more like what the dream master wants. He will appear in the dream in the posture that the dream master wishes most, so that the dream master's mentality can be restored.

And for last night's dream...

Wang Ling didn't remember the slightest bit.

If it was a prophetic dream or an ordinary dream, Wang Ling would definitely remember it 100%. Only in the case of a "true dream of mentality" would he appear to have forgotten the dream.

Ergouzi kept lying on the ground and wagging his tail. He looked at his little master Ling with a strange look in his eyes.

I don't know why, but it feels like the little master's cheeks are very red... as if someone has pinched it.

This scene made Er Gouzi sigh.

I think the little master has reached this age, and it is the time when he is full of vitality. Although this girl usually doesn't talk or even smile, as the closest pet around him, Er Gouzi has already put his little master's His temper was clear.

So it guessed that this was probably another sullen dream my little master had last night...