After sending the courier who wanted to see the monkey, the door closed, and a cloud of ash fell from the dilapidated door frame, hanging on the cobwebs next to the door.The plastic bag in his hand was torn open and the contents were taken out, Su Ming took a look at the urn and nodded with satisfaction."
Yes, I still prefer the Black Cat Sheriff style to the Ultraman model.Great, I've wanted an urn like this in the past, but I've never had a chance to buy it.The road of this white shop is also very wild, the cat's head is carved vividly, the cat's eyes on the box are like copper bells, even the beard is carved out, and the cat's hair is delicate.But don't expect this kind of thing to be handmade, it must be the work of the machine, and it can't be a genuine copyright, speaking of which, the white thing industry also has to keep pace with the times, the old people in the past liked traditional styles, such as carving some cranes or pines and cypresses.And when most of the dead people are Su Ming's generation, there will be a market for the two-dimensional urn.He said with great emotion, and his eyes were full of emotion when he looked at the small box, and Bobo couldn't tell whether this was a joke or the truth, so he could only say, "I don't think this kind of thing can be used by living people, right?
But it turns out that you have always been a cat party, no wonder the dream of a thousand cats likes to play with you."
You're wrong again, my wave.Su Ming returned to the computer desk with the box in his hand and corrected one of Bobo's statements: "The dream of a dry cat looks like a cat, behaves like a cat, and picks it up like a cat, but it is not a cat, but the dream of a thousand cats, it is a conceptual embodiment."
In the dreams of cats, the cat is the main character and character: just like in people's dreams, whether it is themselves or others who appear, humans are the main characters.Su Ming has seen many dreams, both sweet dreams and nightmares, but there is no simple "landscape dream", that is, the kind that does not have a living thing in it, only natural scenery.Because no matter what kind of beauty it is, it must be seen by a living creature in order to be recognized.It sounds like "the sun exists because of me, idealism, but dreams are the most idealistic things, because people can't prove to others that they exist.""
Tsk, I see, by the way, why doesn't there exist like Orangutan Dream?"
The black-haired detective crouched on the man's shoulder and looked straight at the urn, as if trying to see what was inside."
Yes, orangutans have their own dreams, their own nebutas."
Knell replied to him as he opened the urn, took out the warranty card and the desiccant packet inside and threw them aside, "But I don't think your dreams belong to him, because ordinary orangutans only dream about how many fruits they eat and how many female orangutans they have eaten every day."
And your mind is a human mind, except for disliking human women."
And all the Sandmans are actually the same?
It's all Daniel?
The little blessed ape nodded, and when he mentioned the other orangutans, he also looked down on him."
The Sandman is like that, it can be one, it can be all, you can think of the dream of the dry cat as a Sandman, you can see it as a multiple personality of the Sandman, and you can even think of it as if they don't exist, because dreams are like that.Taking a puff of his cigarette, Su Ming wiped his hand on his second vest, and then used the Force to control the corpse under the table and flew up.Then he no longer had any nostalgia, mobilized his cosmic energy in his hand, and patted it lightly towards the corpse.How can the body of an ordinary person withstand this?
In the blink of an eye, it exploded into a puddle of fly ash in the colorful light and shadow.The pot that was turned into a lightsaber was waiting for it, and when the handful of ashes fell from the air by the Force together, it took a frying spoon and caught the ashes like a stir-fry in a pot, and then put a button into the open urn.It was just right, it was full, and the ashes burned by the host were neither more nor less, it happened to be a box, but Su Ming still had a little regret on his face, he closed the lid of the box, put away his weapon and shook his head: "It seems that I was really not a good person before, I didn't burn the relics, I am not even as good as the Holy Mother on the Internet.""........ hah."
The orangutan who didn't know what to say on the side laughed a little perfunctorily, because he didn't know how to answer it, this was the first time he had seen someone check his ashes, and he hated that they were not burned.Besides, bombardment with cosmic energy, that is to directly beat the corpse into a molecular state, not cremation in the real sense, where does the calcium salt recrystallization?"
Alright, five minutes is up, let's get down to business.Su Ming's vest and big pants were wriggling and deformed, and they turned into heavy black and yellow armor again: "Gather all our teammates together, and then go straight to the Yellow Dragon."
How?"
The orangutan looked out the window, it was bright outside, not a night that Death Knell loved."
It's simple, whether this is the universe I used to live in or not, but there is another purpose for the blank to throw me here.Su Ming took out his phone and shook it at Bobo.lit up the screen: "In the past, I was an ordinary person, except for being able to stay up late to play games and read comics, I didn't have any extraordinary abilities.Blank may also know this, so she is also imposing a psychological hint by throwing me here......
"Su Ming lit a cigarette and took a puff gently, although it was his own corpse, the smell when he was cremated was not very good, so he needed to use some nicotine to press it when typing."
Got it, she's trying to imply that you've forgotten your superpowers, no, she's trying to put an invisible shackle on you."
The orangutan is also a little clever ghost, and at the mention of Knell, he immediately thought of it, and a pair of black eyes suddenly became sharp."
That's right, she wants me to go back to where I used to be, to care about the world, to care about everyone here.Deathstroke smiled darkly, and he winked at the orangutan, "I told you before that it's easy to destroy the enemy's traps, first of all, don't be led by the nose.With that, Deathstroke covered half of the phone's screen with his hand and showed it to the orangutan.Loneliness + alienation + fear + despair + self-worth + tide laughter...… Bobo just looked at the beginning, he knew what it was, he looked at Death Knell with wide eyes, and after making sure that the other party was serious and had posted the formula on social media, the orangutan swallowed: "You posted the anti-life equation on Moments, so your former friends and colleagues will soon be infected, and then you control them to spread to more people?""
Hehe, if you have this weapon in your hand, why don't you use it?
Didn't I kill the real Darkseid for the dark concept and the anti-life equation he mastered?
You don't think I'm really helping the Justice League for free, do you?"
Knell extinguished the screen of his phone, put it in his fanny bag, and patted his waist with a relaxed expression: "And you have to know that I have enough restraint, otherwise, I still have a lot of ways to lift the table."