Chapter 2280: Touch the head (seeking a monthly pass)
In fact, it is the same as Shi Xuexian.
Since the contact with the "Tianluo recipes", Song Shuhang's outlook on life has once again opened a new door.
Now, when he comes into contact with some weird things, he will involuntarily move closer to the topic of 'good not to eat' - even if he can eat, why can't he eat?
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After sending off the smashing knives, Song Shuhang quietly returned to the dormitory from the balcony, resting comfortably in bed for a while.
"Hey!" At this time, the headless green mother suddenly jumped from the bed and kicked Song Shuhang's big face with thin ankles.
Song Shuhang’s eye corner looked at her and was indifferent.
Sometimes, being indifferent is the most hurtful.
The mother's little feet slammed on the face of Song Shuhang, and then... she succumbed in pain and made a painful cry.
Whether it is physical or psychological, the onion is very hurt.
Song Shuhang asked: "Why do you suddenly want to open?" Want to kick my face? 】
"Where did you send my onion tips?" The green lady waved a small fist.
【what? Did you find out? 】 Song Shuhang a slight glimpse, he avoided the green onion.
"It’s a real hamster telling me." The squid was too angry, but he snorted and gently kicked Song Song’s face – not too hard, too hard to shock her.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Hamster this guy.
One day he will have to pierce its heart.
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Due to the accident near Jiangnan University, three friends in the dormitory tonight stayed in the dormitory, playing games and chatting.
This long-lost ordinary chat scene makes Song Shuhang relax.
Ten p.m.
Liu Yao light dance appeared invisible, waving to Song Shuhang at the balcony position.
After Song Shuhang sensed her, he excused himself and went to the balcony to open the window.
[What happened? Is the evil show up? Song wrote softly.
The light dance shook the branch and said: "No, the evil spirits did not show up. But at ten o'clock, Gao Moumou, they are sleeping."
Song Shuhang: "???"
He looked at the time.
Ten o'clock.
Yes, it is ten o'clock, a time when he and the dormitory roommates are the most sober and embarrassing.
What a strict timetable?
"Getting up early and getting up early is good for your health." The tree demon light dance reminded - in addition, at this point in time, she also wants to take the moonlight essence.
Therefore, every ten o'clock, she will release a special fragrance, let the three roommates in the dormitory go to sleep early.
Song Shuhang turned to look at three roommates: "..."
Going to bed early and getting up early is good for your health.
"Go." Song Shuhang nodded.
So, the light dance quietly entered the house and began to release the fragrance.
"Hey? Has it reached this point in time?" Gao Moumou grabbed his head and felt sleepy.
In the past two months, the three of them did not know when to develop a good habit - every ten o'clock, they will be involuntarily trapped. The quality of sleep is very good.
Not long after, three friends ended their affairs.
Close the game, save the program, save the manuscript, yawn, wash and sleep.
The tree demon danced satisfactorily, waved the branches to Song Shuhang, and quietly left.
Song Shuhang returned to the dormitory and looked at his bedside position - the headless green mother also fell asleep.
The dormitory was quiet at once.
Song Shuhang feels a little unaccustomed.
After a while, he got up and went to the bed of Gao Moumou, reaching out and gently touching Gao’s head.
He doesn't have a hobby to touch his head.
The reason for this is that there is one important thing that needs to be verified.
After touching the old days...
"Wanten, no, I don't know how to test it."
As a seven-pronged person, he did not understand this little thing, and his guilty conscience.
"No way, I had to make a big move." Song Shuhang's right hand's gloved fingertips opened, revealing the fingertips.
Identification of the secret law.
The price is paid.
The cost of identifying Gao Moumou is really insignificant. Song Shuhang’s finger has a small scratch on his finger... the one that has not broken the skin.
This shows that the value of Gao is only worth so much.
At the same time, the results of the identification were fed back to his mind.
[Gao Moumou, male, student of Jiangnan University, not the body of a boy. Cultivation qualification: weak. Remark 1: I have completely missed the golden age of cultivation, Yuanyang has been vented, and the cultivation qualification is weak. Note 2: Unless you change your life, it will be difficult to break through the realm of life. 】
Song Shuhang: "..."
In other words, even if you give Gao a certain top-level exercises + resources, it will be a realm of death. The road to comprehension is very ruthless in this respect.
As for the matter of changing the life against the sky, even the long-lived can't do it. Unless... Tiandao shot! Just like the white predecessors of the original two used the power of heaven and painted the 'Golden Dragon'.
But today's heavenly path, it is not bad to pinch his little squirrel, how can he change his life for his friend?
Song Shuhang took back his hand and went to the side of Tubo and Li Yangde to test their qualifications with the secret method of identification.
[Lin Tubo, male, student of Jiangnan University, not the body of a boy. Cultivation qualifications: poor and weak. Remarks: Same as above. 】
Song Shuhang: "..."
Tubo is even worse than Gao Moumou, and the qualification for cultivation is 'weak and weak'.
[Li Yangde, male, student of Jiangnan University, not the body of a boy. Cultivation qualification: weak. Remarks: Same as above. 】
Song Shuhang: "..."
A dormitory, three roommates, will occupy the weak, weak, and weak.
If there is another ‘strong and weak’, will it be the “weak cultivation talent”?
Weak and weak.
When thinking about this word repeatedly, Song Shuhang suddenly found that he did not know the weak word.
"You are doing it?" asked the stone monument friend.
"Testing roommates' cultivation talents, although they missed the golden age of cultivation, I still hope that they can have cultivation talents, and then I can take them. After all, I am now a sage." Song Shuhang sighed. Road: "But, don't move."
Unless he has the authority of heaven, and then for them... even his own parents, people who value it, change their lives.
At this stage, he is powerless.
"They missed the golden age of cultivation, and they have no possibility of cultivation. I have seen so many practitioners from ancient times to the present, and they have really grown up since they were young. They began to practice after adulthood. I want to achieve something, I just dream."
Song Shuhang: "..."
"Stone tablet, the tyrannosaurus is only beginning to cultivate this year." The sound of the hamster demon sounded, the voice was full of exhaustion - tired is not the flesh, the soul.
Stone monument friend: "!!!"
"Previously reminded me before the white predecessors, let me have time to arrange the things of the world. I thought it was very easy..." Song Shuhang said, set aside the Jiuzhou No.1 group and contact Huangshan predecessors.
"Book Air, find me something?" Huangshan seniors replied.
Song Shuhang: "Huangshan predecessors, I want to borrow a batch of 'small numbers' from you, borrowing about 30 or so."
He is going to use these thirty numbers to build three groups.
Then pull the three roommates into the group separately...
As for the results, it is up to the roommates to make their own.