"Don’t pull a long face. Today is a heart day." Lin Chong pulled out a plate of mushroom dumplings from behind the wall to "celebrate the New Year."
"Chinese New Year?" King Dapeng has some doubts that the monsters must not celebrate the festival, but the so-called king Dapeng’s eyes suddenly lit up when he saw dumpling-like mushrooms. "Thank you for your reward!"
"Eat more and grow a few talented magical powers to beat the Great Sage of Bones earlier," said Lin Chong with mirth.
"The little demon is taking another road of cultivation," said King Dapeng as he put away the mushroom dumplings filled with fairy gas. "When thousands of magical powers are solidified into a body, when they are refined into their own bodies, they can be called holy."
Lin Chong asked a few more questions before he realized that Dapeng Wang had followed his brother’s golden wing Dapeng route, not those gaudy and talented magical powers.
And all kinds of power are attributed to a force-breaking skill, like a golden-winged Dapeng, which swallowed the heavens and the earth in one gulp.
Sounds thoughtful … Lin Chong thought, I wish you a happy New Year and all the best.
Then Lin Chong gave the little tiger a few dumplings. When the little tiger saw the dumplings, his eyes lit up.’ Wow!’ He had to grab them and chew them before his expression changed as if to say,’ I’ll go! This is not a mushroom …’
"It’s good to have something to eat. I also ate a period of aquatic bean sprouts." Lin Chong snorted. He still wanted to eat Peking Duck. Unfortunately, it was ten months away from more than a hundred years.
Then Lin Chong and Xiao Hu, Li Junyan and Lin Hao placed a plate of dumplings in front of their swords.
Lin Haoheng is not dead yet! What tribute!
Then Lin Chong went back to the house to watch the Spring Festival Gala.
It’s another Spring Festival.
Then the Spring Festival Evening is still the same.
Lin Chong was watching the Spring Festival Gala with one build what did not build. He planned to go to bed after reading the New Year’s second. Suddenly, he saw something unusual.
A pile of horizontal ramps suddenly appeared in the visual picture, as if two-dimensional lines suddenly jumped out of the picture. Lin Chong was shocked and looked bad. ! But look at that line. It’s a human figure …
Hey?
Lin Chong was startled and then carefully looked at it. It was indeed a meticulous figure painting.
I watched it all. Ha …
Bang!
Lin chong rushed to the bedroom, took mistress out, smashed the tea table and aimed her camera at it.
"Look!" Lin chong bad to ruthlessly say
"Traveler, you didn’t pay too much attention to this request. I won’t watch the Spring Festival Gala after Uncle Zhao didn’t play as a child." The system showed a complaining tone
"Playing dumb, right?" Lin chong put the note camera on the screen of the myopia machine "can’t see the line of sight?" That’s not a person! ？”
It is true that there is a snow pattern line, and it is also a human figure, which breaks into the video screen and makes it a little shocked. It is groping for a way out.
At present, the center of the humanoid stage where acrobatics are being performed is suddenly crushed by a clown riding a unicycle, and the whole line is flattened, and then it is pulled and pulled to sort itself out.
This is a person who looks like a line.
A piece of color picture looks very eye-catching when it is painted with black meticulous ink.
It also ran to the audience to touch this, get next to that trying to lift a female guest’s skirt … rogue! Lin Chong almost dropped the remote control and quickly changed the channel.
Chapter one hundred The chase
This is a news program after changing the channel.
The picture has changed lines, and people are still so weird that they look at the host in the corner, then climb to the table in front of the host and poke the microphone curiously.
It seems that I have never seen a microphone before.
"What the hell is this? ! Virus? ！” Lin Chong stared at the screen and felt scalp pins and needles.
People who have seen strange lines in various books many times before have gone to look inside. What is the way to understand different worlds with such suspicious things?
This is a creature?
Is it a magic weapon?
Or what incarnation, mind body?
No, what can it get into the wall of another world? Is it a brainwave? Not a living thing?
Then what else can it move?
Lin Chong couldn’t help wondering about the world.
"I didn’t see anything ~" Tong said in a relaxed and natural tone. "But I know that being trapped in a place for too long and unable to communicate with the same kind will lead to seven kinds of hallucination syndrome and thirteen kinds of psychological problems for human beings. It’s better to go out and integrate into a different world and embrace a better future ~"
"I suspect that you are plotting to murder the traveler." Lin Chong turned his notes and pointed the camera at himself. "You know what I will do if you can’t prove your innocence."
"No, isn’t it just confinement?" The whole tone was chattering, and the screen kept flashing blue crash-like pictures, but it persisted, although it was a bit nonsense.
"I am innocent! I have to prove myself! I have absolutely no intention of murdering you! The audience outside the screen can prove it! "
Lin Chong closed his notebook screen slowly and resolutely.
Tongyin became sharp. "My country has made achievements! I crossed the blood! You can’t do this to me. I want to see Lin Haoheng! I want to see Lin Haoheng! "
bang
The note screen is crushed to death, and unified syncopation is achieved.
Lin Chong believes that Tong must know something. Even if it is not the mastermind of the plot, it should know whether it is known as "knowing all the information of different worlds".
And it’s obviously counting on Lin Chong to be scared by the line man and run out of the plane wall to finish it. Assign the first one.
At this time, the line of sight has climbed the host’s face, pulled the host’s hair, turned over the host’s clothes and put his head in it …
This color embryo!
Lin Chong hurriedly continued to change the channel to keep the host innocent.
Shopping channel
"… to nine nine, to nine nine!"
The lineman looked puzzled at the host’s star-studded gold watch