The free Feng Linwen wanders freely outside of real time.
In the same way, he pried into the secrets of the Chu family.
But it is different from the Feng family's short history of tens of thousands of years.
The prosperity of the Chu family seems to be endless throughout the galaxy.
Since it started, it will never be lonely again.
If there is a story or two stories hidden in the names of the Chu family.
Then this story should have no end.
Therefore, the real story must be hidden in a certain paragraph in this long history.
Feng Linhui sneaked into the ancestral land of the Chu family without concealing it from the Chu family's tenth level eyes and ears.
After a period of digging.
Abandoned the history of the Chu family after the rise of the galaxy.
The names of all the Chu family members in the Ancestor Star Era were sorted out.
From these names, he got the story he wanted.
This story...roughly speaking, it can be called...Chuhe Cultivation Diary.
Feng Linwen looked at it for the time being. It does not need to be regarded as the real history of the development of the galaxy, but it can also be a rare reference.
The most important thing is... Feng Linmo has become convinced of his broken symbol.
It comes from that Chao Shi, perhaps named Chu He.
The key point is... even though he already knew his name, he didn't 'return'.
From Feng Xinghe's words, we can learn that the sixth ancestor of the Feng family once recited a name and then disappeared without a trace.
This name is probably Chuhe.
Well the answer lies somewhere in between.
First, Chu He did not fall, but instead reached a higher level, entering a realm and level that all Super Ten and Observers dream of.
Secondly, the Chu River completely disappeared, in an incomprehensible and impossible way. Because generally speaking, even for a tenth-level powerhouse, as long as traces remain, no matter whether it is destruction of body or soul, it cannot be called true death.
The possibility of the former is higher than the latter... in terms of probability.
Without further ado, let’s take a look at Chu He’s so-called practice diary.
"That's right! I'm reborn!" Facing more than a dozen cameras around me, as well as hundreds of viewers and hosts, I (Chu He) said calmly.
The intellectual and elegant host was stunned for three seconds, and then quickly covered up his panic. He took over my words in a panic and said: "You mean, your previous prediction of the football score, your prediction of the winning lottery ticket." Guess, there are several celebrity couples who cheat on each other and appear to be inseparable, but it is not because you have the ability to predict, but because... you are reborn?"
I nodded proudly and said: "Yes! This is why I can know so much. I am reborn."
As I said that, I started to perform, looking at the host with my eyes that were full of melancholy and seemed to be discharged. I could clearly feel her body trembling slightly, probably... he was already wet.
Story paused.
Outside of the story, Feng Linyi curled his lips, expressing his physical and psychological aversion to some shameless guys who flatter themselves like this.
Endure the disgust and continue reading the story.
"Now you can turn on the rule of law channel. I predict that Peng Fei, a well-known icebreaker hero on the Internet, will be shot by a criminal group in three days. The social atmosphere and form of the entire Chinese country will be changed because of this incident. Suffering great influence and twists and turns." I took out the answer I already knew, and then said a 'prophecy'.
I looked at the somewhat pretentious host.
Through her micro-expressions, you can see through his inner thoughts.
I dare to conclude that the professional characteristics of being a host have made her fully feel that she seems to have caught a big news.
No matter it is a counterfeit on the spot.
Whether it proves a 'rebirth' or not, this will definitely leave a mark in the history of journalism.
This was an opportunity she couldn't let pass up.
It is indeed worthy of my choice.
His keen grasp of news is truly impeccable.
Of course, this natural snake face and proud concavity are also impeccable.
I think... I'll be satisfied after a while.
The beautiful host asked several questions in succession.
When he was almost ready, he deliberately changed to a more relaxed tone and said: "So as a...'reborn person', what drives you to expose your identity?"
It can be seen that she deliberately adjusted her mood and tone of voice. The beautiful host continued: "I mean, the mentality of ordinary people is to make a fortune in silence, isn't it?"
I had been waiting for this question for a long time, so the look in Nicholas Raskage's eyes, which looked more like that of Liang Chaowei, suddenly became more melancholy, as if he had experienced countless hardships and now he had overcome all the tribulations and returned as a young man.
"It's responsibility! The sense of responsibility for the future, the entire society, and the entire ethnic group makes me have to stand up even if I am going to face countless doubts and slander."
"In up to one year, the legendary revival of spiritual energy will begin, the cracks in space will be opened, and the world is changing. Animals, plants, the environment we live in, and everything we are familiar with are all changing. The original system, It will collapse in a very short period of time. And all human beings will be caught off guard and swept away by the wave of changes in the times, and finally..."
I didn’t say anything about the last thing, because sometimes, appropriate blank space can make people feel the spreading atmosphere of terror.
Of course, I didn’t do nothing. When I was performing at a full level, the gloomy temperament exuding from me, as well as the strong and urgent will and desire, were like a tide, moving towards the host and the audience. of the audience, as well as those behind the television screens.
By the way... I would like to add that the interview is live.
Therefore, even though the interview process was different from the rehearsal, the program team did not shut down the live broadcast for the time being, believing in the host's on-the-spot adaptability.
Obviously, these guys regretted it, I could see the anger on the face of the director behind the scenes.
This guy who climbed to the top through nepotism simply does not have the ability to respond to emergencies.
This...is just what I want.
All cameras were turned off as quickly as possible, and the live broadcast channel also switched to advertisements.
The invited spectators also left the venue one after another under the guidance of the staff.
This emergency blockade is meaningless and will only make the audience who saw the previous scene believe my words even more.
After all...the more sealed it is, the more truth there is.
This is the truth that many people believe.
And I just took advantage of this truth... and what's more, I'm so smart!
Feng Linwen, who was outside the story, frowned even more tightly.
This Chuhe...how do you say it?
He is so narcissistic and like a talkative person.
Although the length of the entire practice diary is touching, is there really no problem with so much nonsense?
After a while of excitement, I sat in the old dressing room where the lighting was not so bright, scrolling through my phone casually. Although that rubbish director, if I dare to speak nonsense, he will give me a good look.
But I don't care at all.
It only takes a little time. To me... the so-called chief director and the power behind him are just sand sculptures piled on the beach... sandier than sand sculptures...
I clicked on the keyword "raise" to query, and sure enough, the Internet was already in a commotion.
With a smile and a calm expression, I faced the monitor in the corner, stood up, and pushed the door.
Sure enough... the door was locked from the outside.
The windows are also sealed.
This place became a secret room, or... a prison cell.
Next, someone will come to me for an appointment.
I took a deep breath and organized my thoughts again. Although I have rehearsed it in my head many times in advance.
But this is my first time doing the actual operation... I'm not nervous! not nervous! not nervous!
That's right...in front of the camera, I lied!
But I have my reasons!
I am obviously not a reborn person. Three days ago, I was just an ordinary person. At most... I was a little more handsome than ordinary ordinary people.
Of course, this can be adjusted to different extents according to different comparison objects.
If compared with Peng Yuyan, it would only be as high as Gu Yue Ge at most.
By the way... I forgot to mention that although I am not reborn, I have a golden finger.
This thing... I call it the magic mirror.
It's just weird, when I look at it, I often feel like I'm looking at another version of myself.
It doesn't feel like something foreign.
It connects to my heart.
Every moment, it is eating away at my vitality. This is a stupid thing.
According to the estimation of the magic mirror, with my physical condition, I will be completely hollowed out by this magic mirror in no more than three years. To be honest... I don't believe it.
Although I smoke, drink and go out in bars, I must say that I am a good boy.
My life is still very regular. It’s just a magic mirror. It’s impossible for me to be hollowed out in just three years.
It's not the Holy Son or Yuya...
I ate Liuwei Dihuang pills, oyster pills, wolfberry and ginseng... but it was useless.
Maybe it’s not a problem with kidney deficiency...and I don’t suffer from it either.
Fortunately, this magic mirror is not useless.
It can be asked by me to ask questions to it under the premise of consuming a certain amount of vitality.
Any question can be answered as long as sufficient life energy is provided.
My so-called precognition, or the knowledge of a reborn person, all come from this.
Otherwise, even if you are a reborn person...unless you are an old lottery player, how can you happen to remember the winning numbers of the lottery?
Through the magic mirror, I kept trying, and after consuming almost half of my life force, I finally caught a glimmer of hope.
The world I live in seems ordinary on the surface... Of course, I can't face the magic mirror in my body when I say this.
Because the existence of this thing is shattering all my three views and reality.
All in all...just assume that the entire world does not have any extraordinary power or signs.
But just eight months later, there will be a comet containing powerful and majestic aura and spirituality, passing lightly by this ordinary planet where I am.
Originally it would not have any impact on the entire planet.
But if, on the planet, a large number of people begin to believe that the spiritual energy will be revived, and the extraordinary will surely come.
Then this comet, which has a lot of aura and spirituality, may be attracted and land on this planet, radiating its power to the entire planet.
This is my only chance.
Transform the ordinary real world into a fairy world by yourself.
Then through practice, you can obtain the transformation of the essence of life and satisfy the appetite and needs of the magic mirror.
Boom, boom, boom!
A knock on the door interrupted my musings.
I started chanting silently in my mind...one, two, three.
It only took three sounds, and the door was opened directly without my consent.
There were several men in suits standing outside the door, wearing dazzling badges on their collars.
The identity of the visitor is clear at a glance.
"Mr. Chu! We would like to ask you to cooperate with the investigation. Please pack your personal belongings and come with us!" The person who spoke looked at me like a charlatan. This makes me very unhappy.
Although I am lying to people now...but there is a fundamental difference between me and a charlatan.
What's more... I don't call it cheating. I'll wait until everything is successful.
That's not a lie!
But...to tell the truth...this man's intuition is really accurate.
After getting into a black business car and driving around, I was taken to a heavily guarded yard.
There were armed soldiers and police officers around.
Of course... it's not particularly serious. The boys were practicing on the playground, shouting slogans, and full of energy.
The sun filled the entire courtyard.
When I arrived at the reception room, the beautiful female cadre poured me tea and prepared some soft snacks. The treatment was pretty good, and obviously...not everyone regarded me as a liar.
Some people believed it too!
This is normal!
The higher up a person's position is, the more he or she believes in metaphysics.
This is not surprising at all.
Many masters' lies were exposed as soon as they were exposed. They failed to scare ordinary people, but they made some high-ranking officials happy. When the high-ranking officials were happy... the businessmen also followed suit.
Maybe it’s because everyone needs a little faith!
Ordinary people believe in money, rich people believe in power, and powerful people... can only believe in gods and Buddhas.
Several men in suits, together with two new ladies, took out paper and pens and began to question me.
"If you are really a reborn person, then please provide more tangible evidence to prove your identity." The main interrogator asked this question again.
As for the evidence, I have given several before.
But neither satisfied them.
In their view, some things can actually be estimated and judged through technology or other heretical means.
As for winning the lottery... it can be just good luck.
hehe···!
It seems that someone wants me to show off some real skills.
Feng Linwen paused reading.
As I read, it seemed that something hidden behind the history of galactic civilization was being revealed.
But the problem is... Feng Linmo, who has experienced real time and watched the rise of galactic civilization, has never experienced any of this.
He never knew that a comet with spiritual energy would come to the Ancestral Star.
I never knew there was such a long story.
If this had ever happened in his eyes, he would never forget it.
"So is this...all just a story, or have these truths...been covered up long ago?"
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