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Chapter 27 Insomnia

When he said this, I felt a little relieved. I guess the mouse hole he had demolished had a master. Seeing that his home was demolished, I had to punish the perpetrator, right?

When I saw this, many friends asked, why can even destroy a mouse hole and be punished? Actually, yes, no matter what the other person is, as long as it is in trouble, you can stop and stop. If you have nothing to do, demolish their house. Can they be happy?

"I think you probably bumped into something." I posted a novel.

My childhood friend understood what I mean, but he looked like he couldn't believe it.

"What am I getting into?" said the young master with an innocent look on his face.

To be honest, I felt a little laughed when I saw him now. Seeing him, people didn’t plan to do anything about him. At most, I just wanted to mess with him and teach him a lesson.

Who told him to be a slutty?

But since this happens, I have to show him what he is doing, right? I can't leave it alone, right?

"Okay, I'll tell you about them. Don't scratch your neck anymore. The more you scratch, the more itch it becomes. Stay there without any distractions." I posted a novel.

"Youyouyou, look at what you can do, why don't you go to heaven?" I still can't trust me.

I shook my head. Let him do this first. In two days, I won’t believe that others won’t torture him to death. Then he will remember me.

The forced melon is not sweet, and I can't force this guy to believe me, either?

"If you think I need to take action then, please contact me." I said helplessly.

My childhood friend nodded, and after a while, my childhood friend also went home.

At about evening, my father took out the colorful lights at home. During this period when it was not completely dark, we two hung the yard with colorful lights. When the lights lit up, it looked particularly beautiful. Although some of the snow in the yard had been cleared out, there were still some leftovers, which had not been completely cleaned up.

The snow reflects those colorful lights, which looks particularly dreamy in this situation.

It's his uncle. I feel this way for the first time I've grown up. I don't know what happened.

There is nothing else to eat supper at night.

Just when it was time to go to bed, I was not sleepy at all, as if I had drunk a few bottles of Red Bull. To be honest, I didn’t know what I was excited about.

I don’t want to play with my mobile phone anymore, let alone computers. At this time, I didn’t know why, but I suddenly missed the time when I played games all night with a few college roommates.

At that time, I didn’t know what was going on. It was very vigorous, but it was different from now.

I didn't fall asleep all night.

I simply stopped sleeping and lay in bed studying the ancient book.

Because Hu Yiyi helped me remember, I remember clearly that the content of that ancient book was not missing at all.

Fortunately, Hu Yiyi asked me to memorize a large ancient Chinese dictionary, otherwise I would have to have many things written in the ancient book that I would not understand.

I still remember when I first saw this ancient book, I was actually led to a strange state by that ancient book.

Although I don’t know if everything I saw really happened, I still feel sad for the first group of soldiers guarding the city.

As I studied the talismans in that ancient book, I felt more and more that ancient books were not as simple as I thought.

Well, to put it bluntly. Many of the things recorded in this ancient book are the major principles in the direction of life. Although I don’t understand them very much, I think there are still many reasons for this thing.

As mentioned in ancient books, the most powerful thing is not the talisman, but the formation formed from the talisman. That is the most powerful thing.

When I saw this, I suddenly felt enlightened. I had a deep understanding of this. If it weren't for the formation formed by this talisman when I was in Wanjiagang, Hu Yiyi and I would probably not have been able to get out of the basement.

So long has passed, and I have become my current habit from the beginning, and I can't believe it.

I remember that after the events in Wanjiagang happened, I couldn’t sleep well for a long time. I always dreamed of the people in Wanjiagang when I fell asleep, and those who died and survived in another way.

In the dream, they were all swaying, always thinking about scratching me to death, but can I be scratched by them? That was obviously impossible. But because of this, I had nightmares for several days, and even I couldn't tell what was going on.

Maybe it was the first time I came into contact with such a cruel thing, so I was a little nervous and scared? I told myself this in my heart.

It has been quite a while now. Since I came into contact with Hu Yiyi, I seem to leave all the decisions to her. Gradually, I feel that I will think of her whenever I have something to do.

Whether this matter is something I can handle or I can’t handle it, the result is that.

After Cai Peng's incident happened, Hu Yiyi asked me to handle this matter alone. I knew I had the ability to handle this matter well, but in this situation, I still felt at a loss.

I have tried my best not to look for Hu Yiyi, but habits are habits and I can't change them for a while. And I always want to consult her subconsciously.

To be honest, I don’t know what I am doing. Or I don’t have the direction to do it.

I gradually realized that there were always some strange things happening around me. Didn’t I live well for more than twenty years when I was not exposed to this aspect? I had never been exposed to these things at all.

But when Hu Yiyi brought me into this, I found that there were more and more things around me. Many of my friends have been exposed to this kind of things. To be honest, I have not thought about avoiding them from getting in touch with these things, but how could I control this kind of things?

Obviously it is impossible. So I had to slowly accept this reality.

There are quite a lot of stories in this ancient book. Although I remember this story clearly, everyone must have never had such an experience. They have already memorized it, but when they think of this thing again, they still don’t know anything.

The stories recorded in these ancient books are quite story-like. They are not the purest kind of records, but like a story.

I was originally planning to find a way to get myself to sleep, but after reading these stories more and more, I became more and more energetic.

I can't sleep no matter how hard it is.

I read this ancient book all night.

The next morning, I wasn't asleep yet. The contents in the ancient books were too tormenting.
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