"What I have experienced is absolutely beyond your human imagination.
I enjoy the cry of the heavenly way to smash it and imprison it in the eternal abyss.
I cut off the head of the god of destiny and hung it at the gate of apocalypse.
The world I have been to is full of bloody dust.
I have changed countless identities, the Emperor Xianzun, the Demon King
I am a lonely devil walking in the time torrent.
You don't understand that the darkest hour has come. "
Liang Qing put down his pen and slumped on the chair, his face full of lovelessness.
Looking at what I wrote, I almost spit out the pumpkin porridge I drank in the morning.
He had just graduated from college and wrote a script about the devil. After the script was completed, he showed it to his master. His master turned the script around with a cigarette in his mouth, as if he were looking for something rare. Finally, he said, "I can't see two words in such a thick script!"
Liang Qing smiled. Unexpectedly, this man was still pursuing. "What two words?"
The master pointed to the secretary who was making the tea. Liang Qing didn't understand what this meant. Could it be that the script lacked the plot of the harem?
No, the master once said that he was a rare spoony in the world. He only wanted to win one heart, and the green head would not be separated.
Liang Qing looked again at the figure of the secretary, whose legs were 1.2 meters long, and suddenly realized it.
"Pug!"
"Yes", the owner puffed out a cigarette ring in the direction of the secretary, smiled obscenely, showed his yellow teeth, and his eyes were full of aftertaste. "It must be high!"
Liang Qing understood that his master had an elegant taste and must be savoring the tea made by the secretary's unique method.
After coming back, Liang Qing repeatedly speculated about "Puge" day and night, but it seemed that he could not touch the outline of Puge, let alone enter the door of Puge, otherwise the words written would be full of Puge.
Liang Qing bit his teeth and almost bled his gums.
Did you really answer that sentence? Life is doomed to be sad, and you have to fight for it all your life?
Liang Qing patted his forehead and sighed that he could not write a single drop.
I was about to get some inspiration when I was suddenly interrupted.
Kuang! Kuang! Kuang!
The kitchen window was smashed three times.
Liang Qingqi rushes to the window and looks at the curtains. The window glass cracks several cracks, and the cold wind struggles to drill through the cracks.
Five children with schoolbags were wrapped like five rice dumplings, with blue heads and purple faces, and each of them was wearing pure snot. Standing five or six meters away from the window, they were still rubbing snowballs in their hands to prepare for the next attack.
Liang Qing glared at them ferociously, and they were not afraid. The child in the tiger head cap shouted at the top of his voice, "Brother Cute, go!"
A few snowballs hit again, Liang Qing unconsciously stepped back, and the glass was about to crack into a spider web.
Liang Qing lives on the first floor. There is a snack street outside. After drinking soy milk, these children go to the wall of his house to drain water. Liang Qing scolds them in public several times, which leads to Liang Zi.
The window glass was broken four times. Every time parents brought these children to apologize, their attitude was more sincere than that of dogs, and they changed when they knew their mistakes, but they dared the next day.
Liang Qing pushed the window hard, grabbed the kitchen knife on the chopping board and said, "When I come out to clean up you, I will have to cut off your little brother and feed it to pigs."
The child in the tiger head cap twisted his buttocks, "I'm so scared. Are you very experienced, sissy?"
A few children nearby followed, "Come on, please kill me!"
"Ah ah ah ah!"
A word of draftsman didn't scold me.
Liang Qing bursts out with a kitchen knife.
Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, thousands of paths and people disappear.
By the time he went out, the bear children had already run away.
"If it weren't for the birds flying, I would kill them."
A child ran and ran and bumped into a man. He didn't stand firm and his head was stuck in the snow.
Liang Qing was so worried and sympathetic that he laughed like a peach blossom in spring. He said to himself, "Ouch, my little darling is all right". The child suddenly stood up straight, Liang Qing's smile disappeared instantly, "Why didn't you fall to death?"
The child patted the snow on his head and turned to Liang Qing and shouted, "sissy!"
The children wearing tiger headgear also shouted, "Brother Meng, continue to retreat!"
To tell the truth, Liang Qingzhen didn't want to chase several children with a knife all over the street in the cold winter of March 9. The impact was extremely bad. After all, the weather was too cold, and it was not good to freeze hands.
If one foot slips and falls, the kitchen knife will cut itself first.
Looking at the smaller bear children, Liang Qing could not restrain his anger.
"Eh? Why is that man standing still all the time?"
Liang Qing found that the person who had been hit by the child was still standing in place, dressed strangely, wearing a pure black cloak and a big hat over his head, making his whole face hidden in the shadow, holding a long sword in his hand.
He seemed to suddenly appear in the world, always in a pure static state. He became a clock face, and everything else became a pointer around him.
Is this the legendary two spined salamander?
"Four do one!"
One piece of snow, two pieces of snow, three pieces of snow... eyeful of snow.
It's snowing again.
Liang Qing ran into the room, left the door open, and continued to look at the black robed man who could make the whole world cry for him if he pulled out his sword.
People on both sides of the street have already started to clean up the stalls, selling tea eggs, selling hand grabbed cakes, selling cold noodles with vermicelli... They are pushing cars in all directions.
Only he stayed still in the snow.
The snow, on his robe, stayed and melted.
Although Liang Qing was a little far away from him, there was a strong smell from the black robe, which was overwhelming.
The cold wind roared and became more rapid, making Liang Qing shiver all over.
Liang Qing reluctantly closed the door, and the world became quiet.
The world outside is not my world.
Liang Qing put down his kitchen knife and said with a smile, "This product doesn't want to play a fierce knife in the snow."
Gulu Gulu
The water is boiling and steaming.
Liang Qingkai opened the pot, and the beef flavor immediately filled the kitchen room.
Put the noodles into the pot, beat two poached eggs, and add some onions, ginger and garlic.
After a while, Liang Qing watched the New Year concert with beef noodles.
"Tomorrow is the year 2020. I haven't been to the senior three class for a long time, so let's give our old classmates a happy holiday."
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Brother Dang: "Are people gone?"
Brother Dog: "You'd better protect yourself."
Little Li: "I don't believe it. It must be fake."
……
After reading a series of news, the students seemed to be discussing some news.
The atmosphere can't be so depressed. Let me adjust it.
"Where's the Dragon King? Come out and spray me with water!"
Sure enough, Liang Qing has a knack for adjusting the atmosphere.
The whole group was quiet in an instant.
Three minutes later, a message appears.
Old Ben: "Liang Qing, you are still so skinny."
Liang Qing's face was instantly hot, and the head teacher's Dragon King logo was so dazzling.
Liang Pi: "Ha ha ha... I didn't mean to be a teacher."
Liangpi is his nickname. Because it is too skinny to go to school, people began to call him Liangpi, and gradually became Liangpi.
Old shift: [Dragon King Water Spray. GIF]
Everyone was relieved to see that the head teacher was so arrogant, and the crowd became lively again.
Liangpi: "What did you discuss just now?"
Brother Dang: "You don't know yet. Song Wen is missing."
Liangpi: "Ah! I haven't heard of it."
Little Plum: "It's been a week. They've all called the police."
A Wei; "If she hid herself, she would never find it."
Old class: "Everyone helps to find it."
Liangpi: "OK, teacher."
Brother Dang: "OK, teacher."
Little Li: "OK, teacher."
……
Then a series of "OK, teacher."
After a few casual remarks, Liang Qing quit the group chat.
It was getting dark and the snow stopped.
Liang Qing suddenly wondered whether the man was still standing there.
Just as I was about to open the door, someone knocked at the door.
After opening the door, Liang Qing's heart stopped beating.
The black robe stood in front of me.
The distance between them can be described as closeness.
The cold of the other party is so strong that Liang Qing's hair shrinks involuntarily.
He couldn't help shaking. Every muscle wanted to shake.
Intuition told him that this person was not good.
He tried his best to pretend to be calm and said casually, "The clothes are beautiful."
When Heipao took off his hat, Liang Qing's eyes almost jumped out.
It was Song Wen who was hidden in the shadow, but she changed a lot.
His face is cold white, his eyes are bland, and the end of his single ponytail curly hair is dyed purple.
Liang Qing felt that Song Wen was evil, so he might suddenly give himself a sword.
I must not let her know that I know the news of her disappearance. I will first hold her, and then wait for the opportunity to move, Liang Qing thought.
A dark wind blew and the door closed.
Song Wen walked straight into the room.
Liang Qing tried to open the door, but he couldn't open it.
"I'm Nima..." Liang Qing murmured, already sweating.
Looking at Song Wen's spooky back, Liang Qing fumbles in his pocket. He wants to send a message.
"Are you looking for this?"
Song Wen shook his mobile phone in the air, then crushed it.
Liang Qing was scared into the corner. Nima, this force overflowed.
Song Wentou did not return. He sat down at the table and put down his sword.
"I'm hungry. Serve me a bowl of noodles."
This tone seems to come from the Alps, extremely cold.
"It's not well done. Let's eat."
Liang Qingsheng put a bowl of noodles in front of Song Wen, still trying to keep calm.
"Sit down."
Song Wen takes out a gun and points it at Liang Qing's forehead.
Liang Qing swallowed deeply, smiled innocently, and sat honestly opposite Song Wen.
Song Wen points a gun at Liang Qing with his left hand and keeps sending noodles to his mouth with his right hand.
Slowly, when the noodles were finished, Song Wen took up the bowl and drank up the soup.
"Another bowl."
Looking at Song Wen's dead fish eyes, Liang Qing hesitated for a few seconds.
He began to wonder if Song Wen had a camera on his body to make fun of him.
But he didn't dare to gamble, because it was really shocking to crush the mobile phone.
After eating three bowls of noodles, Song Wen still held his gun in the same posture.
Is he a reformer.
Liang Qing's mind became more and more confused and could not help fantasizing.
"It's ready to go."
"Wait, wait, wait. Do you want to know the secret?"
Song Wen tilted his head, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Liang Qing smiles at the corners of his mouth.
Steady!
I knew you would be fooled. No matter what purpose you came here for, to eat noodles or to kill me, spontaneously or at the instigation of others, when I said this sentence, it would certainly disrupt your plan. You would think that I knew some big secret, and then thought that I had unexpected gains, so I would not be killed so easily.
In fact, I don't know anything.
Thinking of this, Liang Qing could not help admiring himself and finally pulled back.
Puff!
A cold light flashed.
Liang Qing put a sword across his head and nailed it to the table.
Song Wen sits beside Liang Qing and holds his hand tightly.
Bang!
He shot himself in the temple.
The sword flashed and the two disappeared.
