My name is Zhang Ming. I am 23 years old this year. I am a otakus after graduating from a third-rate university and I am very calm (actually lazy). I live a "rich" life by writing novels every day. I eat beef in the morning and eat seafood in the afternoon (beef instant noodles and seafood instant noodles). My life is also "happy".

"What should I eat today?" It's so tangled whether to eat fresh shrimp, fish noodles or beef noodles. Zhang Ming, who had difficulty choosing, looked at the instant noodles in front of him and was tangled.

"I decided to eat your chicken stewed mushrooms." Zhang Ming, who made a difficult choice, breathed a deep breath, as if he had made a difficult choice. When he thought of boiling water, Zhang Ming felt very troublesome! He thought to himself: "If you don't eat it raw, you don't have to wash dishes after eating. He praised his thoughts. So he opened the instant noodles and looked at it: "Wipe, why don't there be a seasoning package? What the hell?" Alas! There is no way to boil the instant noodles and add a little salt to eat it.

"There are no new animes today!" While boiling water, he flipped through the recently updated anime in front of the computer. "Hey! This one-punch man seems to be good." As he said that, he clicked on the one-punch man's anime and watched it. One episode, two episodes,... "Huh! I've finished watching the twelve episodes, so exciting. Saitama is too strong. I would have such strength!" Zhang Ming, who was wearing headphones, did not hear that the water in the water boiler that had been used by five years had been boiled, and was squeaking with lightning. "It's so good, I'm watching it!" Zhang Ming was about to hold the mouse and touched the wire of the water boiler next to him. "I'll wipe it! What's the matter?" Zhang Ming lost consciousness only after this thought flashed through his mind.

"At 12 noon today, a fire broke out in the xx community due to leakage. After the firefighters and soldiers' rescue, no major losses were caused. Only one person was killed: Zhang Mingma, 23 years old..."

"Where is this? Am I electrocuted?" Zhang Ming's consciousness gradually woke up. His unconscious thinking made him subconsciously rub his head with his hands. Suddenly he was stunned. He was conscious, but why didn't he feel his hands? After repeated trials, he had to admit that he no longer had the casual hands he used to do. But the cruel facts gave him a continued blow. He found that he could not only send instructions from his brain, but Ye Tian didn't feel anything that his human body should have, and even his eyes didn't feel it. His eyes were dark and could not see anything...

"I'm a ghost?" Floating around in the darkness, Zhang Ming was still very interesting, and after playing for a while, he felt bored. Looking at the darkness in front of him, Zhang Ming suddenly felt inexplicably irritable.

"Is there anyone? It's so boring? Can you come and chat with me?"

"Hello! Are you there a cow head and a horse? Little white and little black? Lord Hei?"

"No, I'm going crazy. Come and talk to me!"...

Zhang Ming screamed and yelled in the dark! He felt like he was going crazy.

"What are you calling? Can you be quiet for a while?" Suddenly, a little girl's voice came from Zhang Ming's ear. Zhang Ming heard this sound like a heavenly sound. "Who are you?" Zhang Ming asked quickly,

"I am your sister!" the little girl said again.

"Where are you?" Zhang Ming asked again.

"I am the lotus on you, have you forgotten it? Have I practiced for too long?" the little girl replied. "My body? Is it the golden finger I only carry?" Zhang Ming looked left and right, "Where is it? Why didn't I see it?" Zhang Ming asked curiously.

"......! You idiot, I'm not saying it's in your spiritual sense, but in your body." The little girl said angrily. "I have the body? Where is my body?" Zhang Ming asked curiously.

"Get out! Idiot, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. I still have to practice and transform into shape as soon as possible."

"Hey! Should you tell me how to practice, right?" Zhang Ming asked quickly. The little girl did not reply.

"Are you still here? Hello! Haven't you told me your name yet?" Zhang Ming asked again, and the little girl still didn't reply. "Tell me! I'm almost suffocated." Zhang Ming begged, and the little girl still had no intention of speaking. "It seems that I'm going to have a big move," Zhang Ming said to himself.

"The vast world is my love. The flowers are blooming at the foot of the green mountains. What rhythm is the most swaying, what kind of singing is the happiest, what kind of river is coming from the sky..." Zhang Ming sang the song indifferently, but the singing was not out of tune, but it was not at all. Zhang Ming kept crying and howling. "Shut up!" Suddenly the little girl's voice came, "You finally paid attention to me..." Zhang Ming just spoke, "What do you want to do? Why don't you practice? Are you very idle?" The little girl roared angrily, "I don't know how to practice?" Zhang Ming replied aggrievedly, "How could it be? Cultivation is something that everyone is born to know!" The little girl said in surprise, "I don't know? Suddenly I forgot." Zhang Ming thought secretly. "It's not because of my body-taking, right?"

"Forget it, I'll share my cultivation experience with you." The little girl said.

"Okay, thank you so much. You are such a great person." Zhang Ming said excitedly. Suddenly, Zhang Ming felt something like water that wanted to flow into his soul. "Don't resist." The little girl said seriously. Zhang Ming immediately relaxed. Suddenly he felt a lot of information in his brain, which were all about how to absorb some gas to strengthen his body. "Okay, practice yourself! I'm going to practice. Don't disturb me anymore, otherwise you should look good! Hum!" The little girl said arrogantly. "Okay, practice, I can do it myself." Zhang Ming said happily.

Zhang Ming felt his body according to the method taught by the little girl. After a while, he felt that he was not in the dark place. But in a gray space, he felt that his body was a stone, and there was a lotus flower on the stone. There was nothing gray around him." Could it be that I am Sun Wukong?" Zhang Ming suddenly thought. He was quite happy at first, but suddenly he thought that the novels Sun Wukong had been ruined before: What a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace is a Buddhist arrangement; later, Sun Wukong was beaten to death, and Liu'er Mahou took over Sun Wukong to obtain the scriptures. "No! The road to obtain the scriptures is so far! Otherwise, I would stay in Huaguo Mountain and not go out?" Zhang Ming's brain circuit was different from others.

"Yes, I won't be a disciple in Huaguo Mountain. Whoever loves to go will go. Forget it and practice first."
Chapter completed!