A celestial emperor and a celestial manager both look at each other and feel quite nai.
"It shouldn’t have been so hard when he was founded in heaven …" Lin Chong wondered, "How did they get supplies?"
All right, difficulties always have to be overcome
Lin Chong suddenly found a problem. Although he wanted to send a red-headed document, he had no paper and pen. What could he write with?
"Change the paper and pen to imperial edict. That’s the palm of your hand …" Envy said.
Lin Chong was sure that when his God achieved heaven, his hands must have raised a lot of people.
"Die …" Lin Chongzheng felt depressed and could do nothing.
Suddenly, Zhao Hu has been excitedly coming over there with a slate in one hand and a piece of stone carbon in the other. All of them were dug up in the mountains and put in front of Lin Chong. "Comrade Mountain Soldiers, you should write this first."
Or is the party training comrades with revolutionary optimism … Lin Chong grabbed that piece of carbon with emotion and suddenly felt that Heaven Emperor himself was more like a primitive man.
put pen to paper
Lin Chong’s hands suddenly became stiff.
"God, what’s wrong with you?" Ask with envy.
"I … write simplified Chinese characters? Still have to write traditional? " Lin chong asked envy.
"Simplified Chinese characters? Traditional Chinese characters? What’s that? " Envy is not white. "Of course, you will get the divine text."
Lin Chongru was thunderstruck, and the carbon in his hand fell off the table.
"God, you …" Envy is not white.
Zhao Hu is frown a face of difficulty.
Lin chong has the same expression.
"Don’t … god you can’t write? ！” I wonder if you are … illiterate?
……
Buzhoushan
Emergency meeting
The representatives of the countermeasure team expressed their opinions.
"The divine text is obviously the root text, which was described by Comrade Tianbing when he wrote the history of Kunlun."
"What’s the problem? Comrade Tianbing can’t write a root article?"
"What does he want to write? He hasn’t studied either. "
"This is a setting …" A countermeasure team expert said, "Is it true that the mountain soldier comrade is God? If he is God, he should have mastered these skills, but it doesn’t seem to be …"
"Visitors from the heavens called Comrade Mountain Soldiers’ Gao’, and no one said that he was God. He was held hostage to achieve the image of God when he faked heaven, but for a moment, Comrade Mountain Soldiers appeared in Zhao Hu’s dream." 74 recalled one.
"It is judged that the mountain soldier comrade is not a complete celestial emperor, and he has to learn the root text." The expert of the countermeasure group pointed out this.
To learn from who …
Now the earth has Five Blessingg holding the complete root text.
……
Pure white prison
A square table
On this side, Lin Chong, Lin Man and Lin Zhou are sitting.
What are three people?
Because Lin Chong has to go through the poor turnover of the forest to make it Sunday, and Lin Man is the turnover channel of Five Blessingg.
Five Blessingg is sitting opposite.
The atmosphere is a little awkward.
"Niche never knew … the original dream could be probed by the only root fruit …" Five Blessingg reluctantly smiled. He always thought that the dream of Huangliang was his absolute privacy result. Today, Lin Man came to Five Blessingg with Lin Chong and Lin Zhou to know that his dream of Huangliang was also recorded.
"This technology has long been realized, but you don’t know it and I’m too lazy to tell you." Lin Man said with a straight face.
"The former niche said a condition …"
Nobody can count on anyone, right?
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