Teng Zhiqing didn't know how many times he had this dream.
In the dream, he was wearing a black robe and was covered with intricate ornaments.
He stood on a high place, leaning down to look at the busy people in the small mountain village.
Everyone looked at him with admiration as they passed him.
The intense look in his eyes made Teng Zhiqing once think that he was the leader of a cult organization in his dream.
He looked at everyone quietly, motionless.
Just then, a villager came over.
The villagers' eyes were full of adoration: "Sir, the ceremony is almost ready. When will it start?"
What did you say?
What to start with?
Do you dare to tell me what this is doing?
Teng Zhiqing looked up at the sky at 45 degrees. After a while, he said, "Just wait, there won't be enough time."
The villagers retreated with expressions of "Sir, you are really powerful."
Teng Zhiqing had this dream several times, but no one spoke to him once. His heart was in turmoil, but his appearance remained calm. The hand hidden under the wide black robe twisted the flesh on the thigh hard.
As the saying goes: Pain makes people sober.
But I was so awake that it really hurt.
Teng Zhiqing's eyes were filled with painful tears, and he had no choice but to look up at the sky.
Teng Zhiqing didn't know anything, so he could only say something to buy time.
Teng Zhiqing was devastated because he could not have a dream, and he had no idea that his image had once again sublimated in the eyes of the villagers.
All he could think about was: Something could happen even in a dream now, how outrageous! !
The copy was screenshotted on November 23, 2022, please don't steal it.
Inspiration comes from my own dreams, don't touch the porcelain.
The writing style is about the same from the beginning to the end. If you think it's not good, just say X. Don't hold on to it, seriously.
Intention: Evil will never prevail against good, and those who come out to mess around will have to pay back sooner or later.