However, his fingers and eyeballs seemed to be manipulated by some mysterious force and turned page by page.


    With the twinkling of the characters, a vivid, illusory and real world of modern cultivation appeared in front of him. He seemed to be able to see the dark sky, the red and purple stinky ditch, the rusty magic weapon tomb and countless "garbage insects" living in it. He could even smell the rotten moldy and blood rust mixed together, Disgusting and familiar taste.


    "Well, what''s going on?


    "Why does this damn" magic tomb "look so familiar? It''s a very feeble description of the environment and stereotyped character template. It''s no different from those novels I read before. I can''t see how much skill the author has, but the feeling is different!


    "Is it an illusion?


    "Feilong... It''s such an old name. Why do I have a very clear image in my mind as soon as I hear this name, and I don''t see how much ink the author spends on Feilong!"


    With difficulty, Li Yao swallowed his saliva and opened the title of this chapter, which is called "light curtain instrument".


    Obviously, this is a word coined by the author. There is no such thing in real life.


    However, before he started to see it, a magic weapon named "light curtain" came into his mind. There were even hundreds of different light curtain structure diagrams and psychic circulation diagrams. Countless intricate structures and circuits crisscrossed into a tangle, almost gushing out along his ear canal and nostrils.


    Fingers, his ten fingers are unconsciously twitching, as if possessed by a talented pianist, ready to move, as if at any time will turn into lightning and fog.


    "There''s always a dream."


    In turn to then, he saw this sentence appeared in every word, like a red bullet, hard through his soul.


    "Boom! Boom, boom


    Out of the window came the deafening roar of the engine.


    Since the viaduct that runs through the whole city has been built, many racing enthusiasts have taken advantage of the dead of night to regard it as a racing field with extremely fast speed. No matter how to ban it, it will not help.


    Li Yao''s dormitory building is the closest building to the viaduct in Jiangnan University Town. They often hear the roar of disturbing residents in the middle of the night.


    In the past, they could only abuse or complain to the school.


    But today''s engine roar is particularly loud and harsh. It seems that it does not come from the outside, but directly from the depth of Li Yao''s mind.


    In a trance, he saw another picture.


    Wearing a set of oil stained maintenance clothes, driving a high-powered racing car after violent transformation, I raced along the viaduct and the riverside, surpassing one opponent after another, even surpassing myself and time.


    Finally, there are gorgeous fireworks, transpiration of blood, tragic death.


    Lee''s hands and feet began to shake.


    The feeling of holding the steering wheel and stepping on the brake and accelerator was so real that he forgot that he was a college student lying in the dormitory. Instead, he was an underground racing driver sitting in the wreckage of a racing car. The back of his hand and instep showed thick green tendons, and the green tendons swam under his skin like an electric snake, The skin is stretched to the limit, and there is a strange and powerful force at any time. It will break out of this ordinary body and completely change the future of him and the whole world!


    Li Yao points the screen with his trembling fingertips.


    Li Yao was stunned.


    This chapter tells the story of Li Yao, who lived in Xiuzhen 40000''s and lived in Xingyao Federation. He recalled the past and found that he was an underground Racer on the earth.


    As like as two peas of Lee Yao''s eyes, the picture is almost the same.


    "Damn it."


    Lee Yiu curled up in a ball, he wanted to scream.


    Rubbing his goose bumps, he said in a trembling voice, "what ghost book recommended by Zhao Kai is too evil. You can''t read it any more, absolutely, absolutely... Or read another chapter? Just now, it must be all illusions. I must have been frightened during the day, neurasthenia, hallucinations and auditory hallucinations. Yes, that''s right. Read another chapter to confirm. Otherwise, how can I sleep at night? "


    Lee continues to click down.


    "Goblin Penghai", "simulated college entrance examination", "big dark age", "goddess of No.2 Middle School".


    The familiar and strange feeling still lingered on his heart, which made him unconsciously put himself into the role of "Xiuzhen Liyao".


    It''s strange to say that although the novel Xiuzhen 40000 years is mediocre in writing, thin in character, and the plot doesn''t get rid of the old routine of cultivation and face slapping, including the setting of combining Xiuzhen and technology, it''s not so wonderful. On the contrary, it''s a bit sensational, pretending to be amazing in order to attract attention. But once you read it, you really accept this setting, Many places have feelings.


    "Helianlie the mad dog?"


    Li Yao looked at it and couldn''t help laughing. "This is the rich second generation monitor that Zhao Kai and Yu Xin argued about. I don''t know if he is the president of the student union, right? It''s such an old-fashioned way of writing. It''s such a blunt conflict. There are no contradictions, but we have to create contradictions


    After that, he was stunned again.


    "What did I just say?"


    He couldn''t believe it. "I said ''mad dog'' helianlie? Yes, that''s what I said. Helianlie''s nickname is "mad dog". That''s right. I can''t remember it wrong! "


    I don''t know why, Li Yao is very impressed by the character of helianlie in the book. He is not in the whole book, not at all.


    Not to mention the protagonist, even passers-by and even the author, can''t take such a nondescript nickname as "mad dog" for such a character?


    The author has always been willing to describe how arrogant, indifferent and overbearing he lianlie is, in this way to increase the pleasure of "Xiuzhen Liyao" counterattack - although limited by the writing style, the author''s description is not successful, but in any case, he has not been spoiled as a "mad dog".


    However, when Li Yao looks at the author''s description of his "noble son helianlie", he can see clearly a face that has lost everything, is still struggling, is ferocious, scarred and ferocious. It is really like a mad dog whose back has been broken and rejoined.


    That''s right. That''s what Li Yao imagined he lianlie, "mad dog" he lianlie.


    "Li Yao, go eat shit!"


    Li Yao''s mind resounded with the heroic laughter of "mad dog" helianlie, and a blooming flower of light among the dark stars.


    It''s strange that such a "mad dog" helianlie, instead of arousing his anger, made his eyes and nose sour, with a faint sense of guilt and admiration.


    "I''m sick!"


    Li Yao had a deep cold war. He put down his mobile phone and slapped himself, "when people ask me to eat shit, do I still feel ''guilty and admire''? I''m not so mean, am I psychopathic? "


    Of course, both "mad dog helianlie" and "Xiuzhen Liyao" are characters in the book. They are made up by novelists. They have nothing to do with him, so they don''t really ask him to go... What.


    In a word, I don''t know how to say it, it''s still strange.


    "I see."


    After pondering for a long time with his mobile phone, Li Yao finally came to a seemingly reasonable conclusion: "in fact, I''ve read this book forty thousand years of cultivation before. It''s very likely that I''ve scanned it a few times and left a vague impression on some characters and plots in the book, but I''ve forgotten the title and author of the book for a long time. I''ll read it again today, These dust laden memory fragments naturally emerge. "


    It''s normal, too.


    Internet novels are not scientific papers. There is no need to read them too carefully. Senior fans like Zhao Kai can read a book with millions of words in two or three days. In a few years, he has read only three or five hundred or seven or eight hundred Internet novels. Although Li Yao is not as exaggerated as he is, he has read hundreds of novels, and countless of them can be flipped, Most of them forget the title, the author, the characters and the plot of the book. Sometimes after reading it with relish for a long time, they think of "Oh, I have read this book before". This is a common thing.


    "I have read this book. No wonder most of the plots are so familiar."


    Li Yao nodded heavily, "yes, that''s it. In this way, all the strange things can be explained!"


    Since I''ve seen it, it seems that there''s no need to look at it again. It''s a waste of time.


    Try to go to bed early tonight and get up early tomorrow morning. He must never fall in bed again. He must be reborn, be a new man, go to the library to prepare his papers, and then collect the information of the job fair. In a word, he should be energetic, progressive, prosperous and vigorous!


    These ghost network novels can''t be read any more. They all see hallucinations, auditory hallucinations and neurasthenia. Even the reading software can be unloaded. It''s a waste of time and meaningless things of life. That''s right. Just do it. Unload it. Well, we will unload it together tomorrow, he swears!


    Well, since we have to unload everything, why don''t we look at the last chapter? Anyway, it''s going to be a new life tomorrow morning. It''s not too much to read the last chapter?


    He swore that after reading this chapter, he would never read it again. Really, no matter how boring he was, even if he wanted to bump against a wall or jump off a building, he would never read this ghost Book Xiuzhen 40000 years again!


    With this in mind, Li Yao lights up the screen again and enters this chapter with the name of "Ding lingdang".