My Time Travel Phone

"System, do you know what I am going to do next?"

"......"

The calculator interface appeared timely on the screen of the mobile phone, and Anyang finger frowned a few times on it, frowning.

"Two months! So long ..."

"It seems that you can prepare well."

Anyang took a deep breath and fell into contemplation.

……

Anyang has rented a place close to the suburbs. It belongs to the cheapest rent area on the edge of Jinguan City. There is a very good park not far from the suburbs. Next to the park is a series of villas. Due to the remote location and the lack of dense surroundings, The whole park looks very clean.

Went out in the morning towards Chaoyang, without breakfast, he came to the park, found a quiet unmanned forest path, sat on a chair with a newspaper tray, and began to practice Kunlun.

He didn't worry about what other people found. This year, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. It's okay all day long. There are more young people thinking about strange things. As for the strange eyes of others, he doesn't care.

I don't know anyway.

Otherwise, why do you run so far!

Soon after sitting down and voicing, only to feel refreshed, Anyang found that it was really quiet, and the air was many times better than that of the residential building, so it was suitable for meditation.

For a long time, the scorching sunlight hit his face through the gap between the woods, and a noisy voice sounded around him, and he realized that it was almost noon, and he could not help getting up and stretching a lazy waist, walking out of the wood while looking away.

At this time, his limbs and bones seemed to be open, and after a night of tossing with Nie Xiaoqian, the feeling of weakness and weakness disappeared!

An old man was sitting on the stool outside Lin Zi. He looked up at him from time to time with a strange look.

Anyang ignored them and walked out of the park in a few steps.

After lunch, he contacted a curtain shop and installed black opaque curtains throughout the house. Two layers were used for safety, one layer was built-in and one layer was hanging.

Is not only a window, but also an exhaust fan and an air-conditioning port. It has not missed any place connected with the outside world, and strives to prevent a trace of light from entering.

Master is very clever. He installed all the curtains within two hours, but he looked strange when he left.

Anyang touched his nose and knew in his heart that it is impossible for normal people to block all external light sources of the house.

In the afternoon, Ji Weiwei came.

Anyang heard the noise outside the door and heard the sound of twisting the key soon. With a click, the door opened.

"I didn't open the door for me, wouldn't I be home again ..."

Stepped into the room, she shivered violently: "His, grandma will not be ghosts, how is it so dark! This is the day!"

A figure appeared in front, scaring her to jump!

Snapped!

The light was on, the room was bright, and Anyang's figure appeared in front of her!

"Anyang, you almost scared your grandma!"

Anyang looked at her carrying a plastic pocket, and it was faintly seen that it was a small folding bench, and she couldn't help but wonder: "What are you doing?"

"Find you!"

"What do you want me to do with a bench?"

Ji Weiwei said seriously: "Take the key, your door is so high, how can I get it without a bench!"

Anyang was helpless for a while: "Who's door eaves are not so high, obviously you are too short, if the doors are as tall as you, how to get in like me."

Ji Weiwei blurted out: "Bend over."

"......"

"Oh, this is not afraid that you are not at home, I can't always wait outside the door, you have so many questions, I haven't asked you, why don't you open the door for me at home?"

"Open the door ... but you have to knock on the door."

Ji Weiwei looked embarrassed, took out a pair of pink sandals and slippers from the shoe cabinet, and put it on. Then he walked into the house and looked left and right: "Anyang, what are you doing, making a room so ghastly? ! "

Anyang was silent for a while, and said, "I have a skin disease, I can't see the sun, or I will feel uncomfortable."

"what?"

Ji Weiwei stepped back subconsciously, keeping a distance from him.

"Isn't it contagious?"

Anyang looked at her with a black face, and a black line on his head suddenly said loosely, "Well, in fact, I have a female ghost in my room. I am afraid that the sun will hurt her."

Ji Weiwei nodded solemnly: "Well, I think so too!"

Left Anyang with a painful face, messy in the wind.

"Say, your parents won't force you to blind date again?"

"Why are you so afraid of the goddess coming to sleep?" Ji Weiwei glanced at him sideways. "Relax, the goddess is here to invite you to dinner today. It's just a fake."

Anyang picked up a glass of water and was drinking. Wen Yan's condescending glance at her said lightly, "Goddess? Is there a goddess like you who is so flat-chested?"

Ji Weiwei's face suddenly became fierce, a chest, but he quickly deflated, and muttered, "What do you know, what is concentrated is the essence!"

Anyang almost did not spit out a sip of water.

Ji Weiwei said: "It's done, go dress up and accompany the goddess out for dinner."

Anyang said with a vigilant face: "What are you dressed for eating out with you? You won't lie to me to attend any party with you?"

"You read a lot of novels, and still get together, do you want to pretend to be the goddess boyfriend, don't dress up, don't dress up, you just go out in slippers."

"......"

"Oh yes, will you have an impact on going out with AIDS?"

"... Uncle Ai!"

Ate a food stall with Ji Weiwei, and when she returned her to her house, Anyang was surprised to find that her parents came!

Fortunately, no slippers!

Anyang was a little embarrassed, standing at the door and saying hello to Ji Weiwei's parents, feeling that she was not very popular, she shrugged and said goodbye to leave, thinking that she wouldn't bubble up with their daughter, why should they look at their faces every time!

Ji Weiwei chewed chewing gum indifferently, and looked at her father and mother's gloomy face, even saying something to Anyang: "They left after a few days, remember to come and play often."

Anyang froze for a moment, and suddenly understood Ji Weiwei's thoughts, and could not help shaking his head with a wry smile.

"This girl ..."

Nie Xiaoqian had curled up on the sofa to watch TV when she returned home. Her slender body was pityful and her round and slender legs were dazzlingly white. She seemed to like this posture very much, but she didn't understand how tempting she was.

Anyang sat on the sofa, she quickly put down the remote control, came over and pinched her shoulder, pointed around and said, "Anyang, you are back, are these curtains made by you?"

"Yeah, so you can come out to ventilate during the day."

Nie Xiaoqian kissed Anyang lightly, leaned into his ear and said softly, "Thank you Anyang husband."

Anyang put her arm around her slender waist and stroked the slender elastic part down, saying, "How should you thank me?"

Nie Xiaoqian pushed him away and said shyly: "No, all day long and night I only know to think about some unreasonable things, and then you will not be able to bear it."

Anyang touched his nose, and did feel that he was a little weak recently, and his palms were always cold and sweating. It seemed that he had to speed up Kunlun's cultivation.

"I'm not blaming you for being so beautiful, naturally charming."

Nie Xiaoqian lowered her head and said, "I'll squeeze your shoulders for you to relax, but you can't mess up."

Anyang agreed with a smile, he was not in a hurry anyway.

At night, the clouds are still falling, Nie Xiaoqian is a pure classical woman after all, no matter how worried he is, his body can't refuse his request.

When he got up early in the morning, Anyang always found his face pale again, so he ran more diligently into the park and spent a lot of time in Kunlun every day.

A week later, he found that his physique increased by 0.1 and became 2.1, which is undoubtedly a surprise.

Correspondingly, there were more people in the park who discovered his weird behaviors. Most of them were retired old men and old women, as well as young men and women, who were mostly curious about him. The clean forest path is no longer so clean.

Until one day, an old man jerked over and asked him: "Boy, what kind of skills are you practicing?"

Anyang stunned and smiled helplessly: "There is no merit, it's just boring sitting here to play and think about life."

The old man looked at him in disbelief: "Do n’t think I do n’t know, I ’ve been paying attention to you for several days, you come every day, and if you sit here for most of the day, did you worship a living Buddha as a teacher? I also want to believe in Buddha.

Brother ...!

Anyang looked at his already gray hair and beard, worked at first glance, high-priced clothing, and gleaming eyes full of longing, UU reading www.uukanshu.com could n’t help but hurt.

Are these rich people so boring!

"...... Uncle, you think too much, I just play casually."

Did not expect that the more he denied it, the more unbelievable the old man was, and curiously said, "Can't you say it yet, is it the Tibetan Tantra?"

Anyang's eyes twitched, but he knew that higher-level society is more popular with "advanced people" such as living Buddhas and qigong masters, especially the living Buddhas identified by Orthodox Tubo Buddhism. , But this old man is also somewhat neurotic.

He closed his eyes and ignored him.

The old man continued to whisper in his ear: "Boy, what are you doing sitting here, is it the test that the Living Buddha gives you?"

Anyang took a deep breath and ignored him.

The old man continued to mutter to himself: "Well, I think so, listening to Lao Qin said that the requirements of the Living Buddha to accept disciples are very strict, not only to donate huge sums of money, but also to test the nature of the mind."

Anyang opened his eyes and looked helplessly at the old man who was bored at first glance: "Uncle, what the **** do you want to do?"

The old man just awakened and patted his head: "Yes, yes, I can't disturb you, I'm guilty of delaying the younger brother to worship the living Buddha, I'm guilty, I ask a question and leave."

Anyang, looking at him as an old man, said helplessly: "You ask, but don't ask me what I'm doing."

"No, no!" The old man promised to gather his eyebrows in front of him. "Which living Buddha are you worshiping, and how much donated money did you don't pay for your apprenticeship, brother, I can see if I can make it."

Anyang: "..."

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