"The meeting of the Ten Supreme Lord Gods is about to be held. The noble Lord God of Disasters, will you accept the invitation immediately?"

At this moment, or in other words, Tang Chuan has been confused for the past three days.

This inexplicable thought would appear in his mind every hour or so.

It was very obscure and not very clear three days ago.

Tang Chuan only thought that after he was tired, his body was hollowed out and his mind had a subtle deviation.

But now, this thought that is not under his control is already deafening and clear.

Just as I almost immediately saw a prompt box in front of me, asking myself whether I would accept the invitation, there was still only the "Accept" option and there was no "Reject" option.

In the dark circles, the whites of the eyes are congested and densely covered with red silk.

The brain is drowsy, almost mentally weak, and the whole person is weak.

These are all manifestations of being tortured by the inexplicable, intensified and intensified thoughts and crazy tortures over the past three days.

Tang Chuan is going crazy.

No matter what kind of demon game this is, can't I accept it?

He is not a fool, nor does he think he will have sudden imagination, and he only imagines this idea all day long.

The reason why I haven't responded to it for a long time is that this idea was very obscure a few days ago and was not clear, and it was not a torture for me.

Second, I am afraid that something bad will happen after the response.

But now, every less than an hour, I feel deafening, just like ringing a bell in my mind, unable to sleep on the day or at night.

Who can bear this?

Damn, no matter what devil's game this is, I won't let me sleep, I will fight you!

Without immediately choosing to accept it, Tang Chuan walked out of the dormitory where he lived alone with bloodshot eyes.

After booking a express train, Tang Chuan walked through the nearest temple, to the Taoist temple on the mountain, and to the church in the city center.

"The Three Pure Ones of the Tao, Tathagata, Buddha, Jesus God, bless your devout believers and fuck the demon who will not let me sleep!"

Along the way, Tang Chuan not only prayed to the gods, but also bought many so-called, light-opened objects from these temples.

Didn't ask them to exorcise.

Useless.

I tried it myself two days ago, and no one could remove this idea from my mind.

There are two "masters" with fairy spirit and a strange look at themselves.

That way, it's like saying: Real or fake? Being entangled by a demon? Are there really demons and gods in this world? Don't joke!

Of course, they did not refuse the customers who came to the door. They did not do the exorcism, but instead took away a lot of money from Tang Chuan.

After a trip, the deafening thought appeared in Tang Chuan's mind twice again, and it made Tang Chuan's eyes turn white and he almost fainted.

More intense.

I can't bear it anymore.

The express train he had taken Tang Chuan back to the downstairs of his dormitory.

Tang Chuan paid the money, picked up the big bag and opened the door and got out of the car.

"The meeting of the Ten Supreme Lord Gods is about to be held. The noble Lord God of Disasters, will you accept the invitation immediately?"

here we go again.

Suddenly, Tang Chuan was struck by lightning and twitched in the back seat of the car. He slowed down for several seconds before he came to his senses.

The driver in the front seat coughed twice and said, "Brother, although you are chartering a car, don't mess around in the car. I wanted to say the first two times..."

At that time, you didn’t give the money, and I was afraid that it would be exposed. You were so angry that you would be angry. What should you do if you stopped paying?

Now that the money is incurred, I really want to tell you that I have been tolerating you for a long time!

I thought I couldn't see it in the back seat of the car, right?

Are the rearview mirrors decorations?

Tang Chuan just recovered, his mind was still a little down, and he didn't react for a while and said, "I'm sorry."

Driver: "It's okay, why don't you give me some more money for car washing?"

Tang Chuan was stunned.

After reacting, he said with a dark face: "Get out!"

After saying that, he got out of the car and left, and returned to his dormitory.

Wear a silver cross necklace, a pendant of Buddha Guanyin, a talisman requested by Taoist temple, and a circle of garlic.

He held an enlarged version of the mahogany sword and carried an exaggerated cross-sacred sword.

Hurry ~

He poured the holy water he asked for on his head.

Tang Chuan yelled: "Accept! Accept the invitation!"

I want to see who doesn’t let me sleep, and the demon god will cut you off!

Of course, on the physical level, the demon god cannot be more than 1.75 meters tall and his weight cannot be more than 65 kilograms.

Huo!

When Tang Chuan finished speaking, his body was wrapped in a strange energy and floated up, his eyes were lost and his body began to twist.

A power to reverse reality makes his body like a vortex, constantly twisting, deforming, and rotating.

Finally, the vortex turns into a small black dot until it disappears.

There was no one inside the house, and nothing seemed to have happened.

...

The consciousness and the body entered a strange passage, surrounded by bizarre and abstract and twisted fragmented patterns, which seemed to penetrate the heavens and all worlds.

Time and space are like entities here, and you can hold it in your hand with a single hand.

But this requires you to reach out.

In this strange and luxuriant passage, Tang Chuan's body and consciousness have all become indescribable shapes. Not to mention the action of reaching out, I don't know where the hand is.

Even the thinking seemed to be stagnant and could not keep up with the speed of traveling through the channel.

It's over, I definitely can't do it...

This is the only thought that flashed through Tang Chuan, and there is no other idea that can be clearly realized.

Tang Chuan always felt that even in the world, there might be strange things with a small probability.

But no matter whether you exist or not, the real world will be peaceful for thousands of years and the harmony of human society is a manifestation of human power, at least under the real world system, far higher than ghosts and gods!

Otherwise, in the real society, demons would have been rampant!

I didn’t see many demons in the movie. When they came to the real world, they could only arouse human desires and allow humans to sign contracts independently to control humans?

In many classical anecdotes, there are also records that the butcher is on the way, with evil spirits everywhere and ghosts and gods invincible.

Anyway, Tang Chuan’s life creed is that no matter whether you are a monster or a ghost, just do it if you don’t accept it!

Can't beat...

Then sit down and everyone talk calmly!

Communication is the true meaning of the existence of intelligent life. It is so painful to have a cross-race and cross-space contact with each other and touch each other.

In short, if you can do it, and I have the status of a citizen of the Xia Kingdom, I will be lucky enough to do it, so I can do it.

Tang Chuan, who hadn't been sleeping for a long time and was a little crazy in consciousness, chose to equip Peto and fuck him!

However, after entering the channel, it seems that rules such as time, space, gravity, and speed of light all have the essence and are within reach. Such strange experiences have long exceeded the scope that humans can imagine.

So much so that Tang Chuan's only thought was that it was more reliable to sit down and talk.

...

I don't know how long it took.

Tang Chuan seemed to have experienced hundreds of millions of years of washing in a moment, strange and absurd, and could not be said in words.

When I came to my senses, I came a dark tone, like obsidian paved, boundless...

mainland?

Before Tang Chuan could think more, his eyes turned white again, his brain went down, he fell to the ground, and his body kept twitching.

The vast and indescribable information began to flood Tang Chuan's mind.

Compared with such a vast amount of information, Tang Chuan's 23 years of life are not even a drop in the ocean.

The amount stored in his mind was like a grain of sand and dust on the earth, and this huge and endless information was the entire universe and starry sky!
To be continued...