Chapter 249 The battle between crystal ring and mutant cancer cells [2]
With a "whoosh", the mung bean-sized thing was thrown into the Blackwater River, and with a muffled "boom", the whole ground shook with a rumble.
The whole space seemed to be shaking a few times.
Zhang Wufeng's body shook a few times, and his face had a strange and uncertain expression. He stared at the lake with his eyes fixed on the lake, his face turning green and white. He didn't pay attention to the two heart-eating insects that fell above his head.
"Who are you?" Zhang Wufeng stared at the lake with a gloomy look, and then said in a serious tone. There was no sound on the lake, and there was nothing abnormal. "Don't tell me I'll blow up again!" Still no reaction.
When Zhang Wufeng discarded the mung bean-sized thing, he clearly saw a series of black shadows flickering and disappearing. It was obvious that they were running away, so his expression was extremely strange.
So this thing is afraid of mutated cancer cells? But why did Liu Lao say that he was under the shadow at the moment, and if it was the energy of gratitude, it could override the shadow?
Is that so? Let’s test it out and let you know!
"Okay! I don't care what you are, if you dare to follow Feifei and follow me, I will fight with you! You happened to be the ones who brought me here!" Zhang Wufeng sneered and slammed the last handful of cancer cell crystals left.
Throwed out.
This time there was a guy the size of an egg. When he threw it, Zhang Wufeng felt like the world was shattering.
"boom!"
The cancer cell crystals entered the lake, and then exploded with a powerful explosive force like a nuclear explosion. A powerful air wave rushed towards Zhang Wufeng. In this air wave, countless black shadows and mountains and rivers rushed towards him. Zhang Wufeng hehehe
Sneering, the crystal power swept away, and the grateful energy swept across the space to greet him.
When the two came into contact, Zhang Wufeng's smile suddenly stopped and froze.
The darkness swept away and everything disappeared.
"Husband, you are listening to music again. Get up quickly. Look at you, the sun is shining on your butt.
He's still like a child, and he's about to become a father." I heard a familiar voice.
Zhang Wufeng took a deep breath and woke up inexplicably. He then rubbed his forehead and felt a little at a loss for a moment.
"Why, why am I here?" Zhang Wufeng felt a little strange, and there were many things in his mind.
Suddenly he couldn't remember anything, and he had a weird, strange feeling.
"Yang Xiaolan...you, didn't you divorce me?" Zhang Wufeng said subconsciously, he rubbed his head hard, his head still felt dizzy and unreal, and then he gave himself a hard slap in the face, a wave of
The sharp pain made him almost jump.
"Husband, are you okay? What's wrong with you? Don't scare me?" Yang Xiaolan was startled, her face full of worry.
"I, I'm fine, you go out first, I'll be quiet." Zhang Wufeng's face darkened, and he instinctively resisted Yang Xiaolan.
"Well, husband, I put your favorite meatballs next to your bed. You should eat them first and then take a rest. You must have been busy last night." Yang Xiaolan said very considerately.
"..." Zhang Wufeng was stunned and didn't say anything. He looked at Yang Xiaolan's belly, which was about five months old, and couldn't tell which was real or the dream.
"Honey, you rest, I'll mop the floor." Yang Xiaolan said obediently, then closed the door and left.
All furniture is available in the room.
This is the same room in my hometown where I got married. Everything is like a dream, strange.
In my hand, I still have the familiar jet black cover of Dopod, which is fully touch screen smart.
Zhang Wufeng logged in to QQ and checked the time. It was September 18, 2020.
I logged in via QQ, and a lot of news came in. One of them was about Huang Yuansheng.
"Fengzi, I haven't seen you for several days. What happened to you? I went to pay my student loan yesterday. The school said that Yang Xiaolan's loan must also be paid, otherwise the interest will be heavy. If you are in trouble,
I have 20,000 yuan in return. I'll call you. Don't worry about money all the time. We all believe that you will be fine." Huang Yuansheng's news came, and the beeping sound made Zhang Wufeng feel a little harsh.
.
"Xiao Feng, how is your baby? It's getting better soon. When will you bring your sister-in-law to play? My third uncle is here. It's fine. The surgery was successful. Don't worry too much." At this time, Zhang Wuhao's avatar appeared.
It started to beat, and the message that was sent also made Zhang Wufeng stunned.
Zhang Wufeng did not reply to each of these messages. He watched and listened to "Castle in the Sky" that was still ringing on his phone, trying hard to recall what he remembered about "Castle in the Sky", but he could not remember any plot.
Can't get up.
He felt that he understood Hua Tuo's medical skills to a terrifyingly profound level, but at this moment he knew nothing about it.
Even the Seven-Star Jade that he remembered could not be detected.
There is no strange space between his eyebrows, let alone a third eye. However, the vibration of the music still makes his eyebrows beat from time to time. "Why can't I forget, is this the life I want? Deep in my heart?"
?Huang Yuansheng, brother, would you treat me like this?"
Zhang Wufeng murmured to himself, but was at a loss.
He cannot remember the glory of the past, but the impression is there and the instinct exists.
Some things cannot be changed.
"What is true? What is false? Is the subconscious mind true or the conscious mind true? If I take my current life seriously, I will live like this forever."
Zhang Wufeng suddenly smiled.
He walked out of the room and walked out. Looking at Yang Xiaolan who was mopping the floor with her hips raised, Zhang Wufeng said softly: "Yang Xiaolan, please leave."
"Husband, what's wrong with you?" Yang Xiaolan was a little shocked, as if she was looking at something strange.
He also looked at Zhang Yuanfeng, a little at a loss.
"If you dare to hook up with Huang Yuansheng, go away and let's get divorced!" Zhang Wufeng said calmly.
"You, you must have met other women on the Internet. Other women don't want me anymore. I've always been by your side and betrayed you. Wow, you did this to me." Yang Xiaolan seemed to collapse all of a sudden, and her tears fell down like a dam.
came out.
"If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself. I already know it. You don't need to explain it. Just go away!" Zhang Wufeng said with a strong heart.
Yang Xiaolan cried and didn't answer. The mop in her hand fell to the ground. She didn't say much, but silently packed her clothes.
Zhang Wufeng noticed at this time that Yang Xiaolan actually didn't have many clothes, and many of them were very old-fashioned and shabby, but she still looked like a treasure and was reluctant to throw them away.
"Feng'er, what are you doing? You're crazy. Xiaolan is so good, what are you talking about? If you bully her again, I won't recognize you as my son!" At this time, Peng Houfang walked in from the door and put the hand in his hand.
He threw the vegetable basket on the ground and yelled loudly.
Zhang Wufeng's expression changed, he returned to the room inexplicably and slammed the door directly.
All of this was so fucking real, although he vaguely knew in his heart and his instincts also understood that all of this was not true.
But he couldn't break free, it was like the trajectory of his life had been suddenly and forcibly erased and rewritten. This feeling was absolutely unhappy.
Zhang Wufeng picked up a number he remembered and dialed it.
On the other side of the phone, a familiar voice rang out.
"Feiyu!, is that you? Where are you? I miss you." Zhang Wufeng said subconsciously.
"Are you Zhang Wufeng? I told you before that I have a boyfriend and I don't like you. Why are you pestering me even though you're already married?" Sun Feifei's voice was a little strange.
"Where is Lao Fang? Do you have his electric shock?"
"Don't you know that Lao Fang died a long time ago? You must be crazy!" He said and hung up the phone.
Zhang Wufeng was stunned, and then he dialed Suru's number again.
It took Suru a long time to answer the call. Before she could say anything, a lazy voice came over there and said, "Zhang Wufeng, what can I tell you? It's okay. I went back to sleep. Last night I visited the Forbidden City with my sister to watch the night view.
, I am so tired, I still have to continue sleeping.
Zhang Wufeng was stunned again when he heard this.
Immediately, he hung up the phone.
He couldn't find any flaws in everything in the room, and he couldn't see anything unusual outside the window.
The bright sunshine, the cicadas still chirping, and the gentle breeze blowing from time to time, everything is extremely real, more real than the dream-like world of which he has some hazy impressions.
"Sleep, sleep, go to sleep with me, I want to go back!" Zhang Wufeng was anxious. He instinctively felt that if he did not return to the original world, he would collapse.
However, he could not fall asleep in bed.
"What does the Qingquan Sutra say? Why don't I remember it at all?"
"How many acupuncture points are there in the human body? Why do I have no impression?"
"What are the qualities of jade? Why don't I understand?"
"But why do I remember "The Green Bag Sutra" again? Yes, why do I remember this? Just listen to "Castle in the Sky"!"
Unable to fall asleep and unable to recall specific things, Zhang Wufeng turned on the music of "City in the Sky" again, listened carefully, and was completely immersed in it.
"A good strategist has control, a good wise man has a spirit, a good man has enough things, good... I still can't remember..."
"The world is full of youth, tit for tat... I still don't remember it."
"Only by yourself can you help yourself."
"Wu Feng, you have to remember what you said, 'things must be reversed when they reach their extremes.' I'll wait for you to come back and set up eight formations to discuss the I Ching!"
"If you are young and healthy, a gentleman will strive for self-improvement. On the ninth day of the lunar month, don't use Qianlong.
...Sixty, the life of the month..."
"Hahaha, I understand. The knots in the heart, the demons in the heart, and the desires of the heart are nothing but emptiness. It is emptiness, not emptiness. I am grateful to the music of Sky City that accompanies me day and night, and also to the secrets derived from the Qing Sang Sutra.
Wen. Also, Mr. Liu, you have already calculated all this, but you know that I will definitely be reborn from the ashes, so you let me understand the truth that things must reverse themselves when they reach their extreme.