"Sister, you are lazy when you see it!" Zheng Xiaoming walked over with a smile.

Zheng Yingying rolled her eyes: "You didn't see it when I was practicing martial arts!"

He said happily again: "Brother, what you said before is true! Practicing martial arts can indeed moisturize the skin. Look, my skin is getting better and better!"

Zheng Xiaoming rolled his eyes secretly, "How come you are the result of practicing martial arts?" It is clear that I gave you the pure fruit, okay?"

Of course, on the surface, it is still constantly nodding, and it should be in agreement.

One white covers three ugly things, Zheng Yingying has now become more whiter than once, and her skin is more delicate. After practicing martial arts, her figure has also become taller.

If it was just the kind of 6 or 7 points before, and could barely call it a beauty, then now it is a big beauty with 8 or 9 points!

It's no worse than the Xie Lengqiu I saw in the morning.

Of course, no one is overbearing in their figure!

It’s no wonder so many people are dedicated.

Zheng Xiaoming called Zheng Yingying aside and shared with her about her being about to get rich.

Zheng Yingying's eyes were straightened and she looked at Zheng Xiaoming up and down: "Brother, what do you mean is that you are about to become a billionaire?"

Zheng Xiaoming coughed dryly and said, "It's almost the same!"

Zheng Yingying said happily again: "So, I will soon become the sister of a billionaire!"

Zheng Xiaoming nodded in pain and said, "Yes! But I suddenly realized that I had lost my goal!

Sister, look at me so young and I am about to become a billionaire. I feel like I have lost the goal and motivation to strive for. I feel that life suddenly becomes boring..."

Zheng Yingying touched Zheng Xiaoming's forehead: "Brother, are you having a fever? Now you are in a state of confusion and are talking nonsense.

Do billionaires need to eat? Do they need to work? Do they need to marry and have children?”

Zheng Xiaoming suddenly disappeared. Yes, even if he became a billionaire, he still had to eat, drink, defecate and urinate. What should he do and what should he do?

Then why am I confused?

Do I still want to write that novel?

Of course I have to write it!

How can you educate the world without writing? How can you grow those thorns of holy virtue?

Should I shoot the video?

If you don’t take photos of the reputation from there, you will grow the kindness and virtue of rice?

Also, should you eat more Taoist fruits and enhance your strength?

Should I make more money and replenish the spiritual energy of Futian?

Can't go to Balloon City anymore, can't I go to other virtual worlds yet?

I have so many things to do, grandma, what am I still confused about?

Zheng Xiaoming jumped up and said, "Sister, thank you. He woke up the dreamer!"

Zheng Yingying said angrily: "You are just full! I'm going to practice martial arts, you should do whatever you should do!"

Zheng Xiaoming touched his head and smiled foolishly, then turned around but couldn't find Yang Dahe. He only saw Yang Di, who was urging his children to practice martial arts, and asked, "Where is Uncle Yang?"

Yang Di said: "My father, he went to the back mountain to practice the Thick Earth Giant Spirit Method!"

Just two days ago, Zheng Xiaoming had already given him a primordial pill that he promised Yang Dahe.

Let Yang Dahe have enough essence and blood to see if he can break through the realm of internal organs and reach the realm of a small martial arts master.

Although Zheng Xiaoming now knows that planting Taoist fruits costs awesome, the price is amazing.

But since she had agreed to Yang Dahe, there was nothing she could do.

However, in the future, Zheng Xiaoming will definitely not eat other people’s fruits easily!

Of course, except for Zheng Yingying.

As soon as he talked about Yang Dahe, he saw that Yang Dahe had returned. And something seemed to be wrong.

The two young men following Yang Dahe seemed to be carrying people on their backs.

"What's going on?"

Zheng Xiaoming and Yang Di hurried up to check.

"This guy is a tourist, I don't know how he ran to the back mountain. Something happened!"

A young man from Yangjia Village, named Wang Hai, of course, has a foreign surname. However, over the past few hundred years, he has been intermarried and has been intricate in his relationship.

Wang Hai put down the tourists on his back.

The man's face turned blue, his lips were closed, and he looked unconscious and had already fallen into a coma.

Yang Di shouted and his face changed drastically: "Is this tourist looking for death? Why did he run to the back mountain? Didn't the government block the road?"

Wang Hai shrugged: "The tourists nowadays are all brave. I guess they have climbed over the wire and entered the mountain by themselves? How about it, do you want to call the police?"

Yang Di said: "Of course we have to call the police! Alas, every year, no one can stop the ghosts who die in vain and insist on entering the mountain."

Zheng Xiaoming heard something strange and immediately asked, "What's going on?"

Yang Dahe said: "The back mountain of our village is called Heiyun Mountain. Have you heard of it?"

Zheng Xiaoming immediately took a breath: "Heiyun Mountain? The five haunted places in the legend of Gaoyang?"

"Yes, that's right, it's this Black Cloud Mountain!" Yang Dahe smiled bitterly: "The mountain is very dangerous, and people who enter often cannot survive.

The government officials pulled the road with barbed wire decades ago, but every year, people always broke in with their lives.

Last year, there was another anchor who brought a few people in, but all of them were in trouble and turned out to be like this!

Even if it comes out, it’s useless. The soul has been left in the Black Cloud Mountain! This man will die in a few days.”

In fact, where is the only people in Yangjia Village who know that this is a possession?

There have always been legends about the five forbidden areas in Gaoyang, one of which is this Heiyun Mountain.

It is said that people who enter this mountain often become madman after they come out.

The official statement is that there is poisonous gas on Heiyun Mountain, but folk legend has always been that this place is haunted.

If it were in the past, Zheng Xiaoming would only listen to it as a legend in the CD market.

However, now that Zheng Xiaoming has become a security guard and entered the virtual world, of course he knows that these things will not be that simple.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Don't call the police first... Even if you call the police, I guess this matter will be handed over to me in the end. Let me check it first!"

The Yang family suddenly came back to the spotlight, yes, in the past, there was no security officer in Gaoyang, so there was nothing we could do!

But now, Zheng Xiaoming is a Gaoyang security guard, and the weird things involved must be handed over to Zheng Xiaoming.

Wang Hai said curiously: "Honor, can you really exorcise ghosts?"

Zheng Xiaoming smiled and said, "Can you please try it until night!"

...

...

At night, Zheng Xiaoming held a hair in his hand and carefully sensed the breath of the tourist during the day.

Through police channels, it has been found out that the tourist is named Peng Xiao, a local, and is also an anchor.

It was probably because someone was encouraged to run to Heiyun Mountain to broadcast live, and something happened.

Of course this doesn't matter.

The important thing is to get his hair, and Zheng Xiaoming can enter Peng Xiao's dream according to the method of the Night Watcher. Instead of using the power of Futian!

At this moment, Zheng Xiaoming took Peng Xiao's hair and walked out of Futian, walked into the thick fog, and walked forward with the sensing, as if he had passed through thousands of mountains and rivers. Suddenly, he had already walked into Peng Xiao's dream...
Chapter completed!