I really want to be a cook

He also saw the post from the Angel Guild.

In this regard, he is happy to see it succeed.

He originally wanted to make a big news. The more the Angel Guild became more popular, when the news of the God Detective Division spread, he followed the popularity, which was enough to leave a little impression in the hearts of most players.

Players, regardless of whether they are black-hearted or not, they will naturally form a good impression of a decent NPC like him.

With this premise, it will be much easier to fool them in the future.

Of course, it's not good if the impression is too prominent, otherwise this group of sand sculptures will definitely form a group secretly to brush him as a boss.

Originally, he was thinking of fooling the two players first, going to the forum to speculate in a low-key manner, but now that the Angel Guild is doing it for him, he doesn't have to do anything extra.

As for what's juxtaposed with this post:

shock!Goddess Yiyi Hongchen was abandoned by scumbags

The hunk was randomly given the status of a sick girl from a rich family, what did I do wrong?

Little father-in-law at the beginning, who should I recognize as my godfather?

Jiang Ping also finished watching without hesitation.

Nothing else, just boring and gossip.

Especially a page of Hongchen's post, Jiang Ping clicked in immediately, wanting to eat a big melon.

As a result, it was the familiar face from the shock department again.

The so-called scumbag is a middle-aged and old-fashioned man with no good looks.

The so-called abandonment means that Yiye Hongchen went offline for three days, disappeared for half a year, and was directly listed as missing persons by Wanjian Villa. The "scumbag" master who originally planned to accept her as a disciple also found a new love.

Of course, in view of the previous love, Yiye Hongchen stayed in Wanjian Villa in the end, but from an entry-level disciple to a handyman disciple, it can only be described as a miserable word in capital letters.

The post below is full of consolation to the goddess, of course, there are also those who gloated and laughed, but they were all greeted by crazy fans to all the people on the genealogy.

Who said there are no brain fans for playing games.

Jiang Ping wanted to have a good lick at first, but then he remembered that he had no right to speak at all, so he could only lose the achievement of the goddess licking a dog.

It's a game balance though.

Otherwise, Yiye Hongchen would become the entry-level disciple of Wanjian Villa as soon as he came up, let alone ordinary players, Jiang Ping would have to secretly sip lemons.

In fact, there is more than one page of mortals. Many players have lost their social connections, property and career within a month of internal testing.

The reasons are roughly the same, they were all missing for half a year, no such person was found, and the property left was either occupied or confiscated by the government.

This also made many players faintly worried, not daring to buy a property in the rivers and lakes, otherwise, once an update, all efforts will be ruined.

After all, the NPCs in Jianghu seem so smart, if you disappear for ten or eight years at once, you will really treat them as a fool, and let you guard the property.

And this worry was extended from a page of Hongchen's post, which once again sparked a heated discussion.

Jiang Ping, who already knew about the follow-up development, was still an old god.

All updates in the future will be online updates, and will be offline for half an hour at most, which will not affect the development of the game world for players.

After all, a generation of people in the rivers and lakes is only 20 years old. If a version is updated for 20 years, it will be regarded as a new game for players.

It's a pity that he can't speak, otherwise he can open a technical post in the image of an old driver, give pointers to this group of anxious Xiaomengxin, gain a group of big guys 666, and feel refreshed.

And other gossip posts.

That hunk-turned-cute girl seemed to choose a random start, and Miss Bingjiao was either not qualified to practice martial arts, or she was dying soon.

The system never gives loopholes, even if you give up your identity as a man.

The so-called random start is mostly just to have fun.

For example, the amorous young man before, I don't know if he went online to seek death.

It's a pity that there are no follow-up posts, otherwise I can eat another melon.

But the one who became the little father-in-law has a bright future.

After all, since ancient times, strong people have emerged from the inside, and if they really find a godfather with potential stocks, their future achievements should not be underestimated.

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"Haunted?"

Jiang Ping was taken aback when he heard the news from the villagers.

"That's right, my lord, ever since the Qingyun Sect was destroyed, it has become very cloudy, and many people have said that they have seen ghost shadows on the mountain.

If people go up the mountain, they will often pass out for no reason. It is said that those ghosts who died tragically are sucking people's energy back to life.

I heard people say that once this faint, the person will lose three years of life.Now no one dares to go up the mountain again. "

A middle-aged woodcutter with a simple and honest face said in a low voice.

Jiang Ping rode a silver-scaled horse, and with his good looks, he looked like a big shot. When he called his name, the woodcutter didn't dare not answer.

"Oh, but I see you just came down from the mountain just now, aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Ping asked.

The woodcutter smiled wryly: "My lord, you are joking, how can I not be afraid, but the ghosts on this mountain can be regarded as good ghosts, I have never heard of anyone's life being hurt.

But everyone is afraid, and no one dares to climb this mountain.

My son is about to marry a wife. I want to go up the mountain to cut more firewood, so I don't have to fight with others.

Besides, I won't go deep, it's just halfway up the mountain, just be careful and you'll be fine.If you are caught by a ghost, you will faint once and lose three years of life.

I can still afford it now, so I can't let my son delay it. "

Jiang Ping was silent for a while.

"I see, thank you uncle for your advice."

As he spoke, he took out a silver leaf from his pocket and handed it to the woodcutter.

"Don't dare to ask for it, son, take it back, I just said a few words."

The woodcutter wanted to refuse, but he saw a flower in front of his eyes, and the silver leaf fell in his arms.

The young man got on his horse and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a faint laugh:

"Take the money and marry your son a wife. The mountain is haunted, so it's better not to come here."

The former site of Qingyun Gate.

Of the two welcoming pine trees at the door, one was burned bare with only branches, and only a little green grew from the top.

The other tree had broken and fell to the ground, withered and turned yellow, but two new shoots emerged from the fracture, swinging in the wind.

Jiang Ping tied the horse to the broken log.

A little further in is the training ground for the disciples of the Qingyun Sect. The originally smooth and tidy bluestone square has become potholed, gravel and dead leaves are piled up in piles, and only a few dark bloodstains are still telling people what happened here what.

There are dead and black logs everywhere, dilapidated houses with their roofs removed, in just half a year, Qingyunmen seems to have spent most of its life, and this life has been disabled.

Whoosh!

A gust of cool wind suddenly blew on the back of the neck, as if someone was blowing on the back.

The sky also cooperated a lot more gloomy, which made people feel a little hairy.

Sa!

Jiang Ping's figure suddenly disappeared.

A young man who was approaching lightly with a wooden stick was stunned, feeling like he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

How can a good person suddenly disappear.

Whoohoo! ! !

Gusts of wind rang in his ears, his back began to feel cold, and cold sweat broke out.

Damn it, after pretending to be a ghost for so long, is it really a ghost?

Then he heard a chuckle above his head:

"It's not unusual for ghosts to scare people, but it's unusual for people to scare ghosts, right?"

The young man looked up following the voice, and saw a man hanging upside down, looking at him with a smiling face.

"Ah! Ghost!"

The young man screamed, the wooden stick in his hand was frightened, his feet went limp, his eyes rolled, and he fainted decisively.

"Damn, it's so easy."

Jiang Ping landed lightly, and kicked the young man lightly without a word, and found that he was limp, and really passed out.

"It's so timid to pretend to be a ghost, what's going on, little brother?"

"stop!"

However, the youth's screams also attracted the attention of others.

A young man in black and plain clothes jumped out of the ruins with a long sword in his hand and a scabbard, trying to stop Jiang from committing murder.

"People from Qing Yun Sect?"

Jiang Ping tilted his head and asked.

The young man's eyes were fixed, and there was a murderous look in his eyes.

"Wait a moment!"

Jiang Ping stopped suddenly, as if thinking of something, pointed at the young man and said:

"I remember you, you are Elder Cheng's third disciple, what is that Cheng Feng's name, right?"

"Don't look at me like that, my own people, everyone is my own people, I'm doing publicity to the outside world now, it's all the descendants of the Qingyun sect, so my coming here this time can be regarded as a make-up procedure.

Elder Cheng should be on the mountain, take me to see him. "

Jiang Ping said with a smile.

The young man was still hesitating, but he realized that Jiang Ping had approached him in a blur before his eyes, and he put his hand on his shoulder like a mountain, pressing him down firmly, not to mention drawing his sword, even using half of his hands and feet not open.

"I'm not malicious, can we have a good talk now?"

"who are you?!"

The young man named Cheng Feng finally became frightened.

The strength of the young man next to him was so strong that he was restrained before he could even see the shadow clearly.

Even his master had never put him under such strong pressure.

If this kind of strength wants to kill him, wouldn't it be no effort?

"Oh, they all say they belong to us, don't be afraid, I'm here to find someone, does Elder Cheng know, it's your master.

Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Jiang Ping. Of course, you may be familiar with my other name, Chen Mu. Everyone used to call me Chef Chen. "

Jiang Ping felt that it was quite cool to bully the children once in a while.

Think about how humble Jiang Zongshiping was among a bunch of bigwigs before, and he felt like being shot to death at any time.

But if you put it in such a small place, you can become a hero in minutes.

"Chen Mu? Jiang Ping? Er Gouzi!"

Cheng Feng called three names in succession and exclaimed:

"You really are back!"

Jiang Ping's face darkened: "I said I didn't mention Er Gouzi's name on purpose, why do you only remember my trumpet?"

"Are you really a second dog?"

Jiang Ping's face darkened again: "You call Er Gouzi again, believe it or not, I will kill you in minutes now?"

Cheng Feng smiled awkwardly, and finally he was not so afraid:

"Isn't this a habit of listening to Master talking about it before, and I haven't changed it for a while. You are finally back, and our mission can finally be completed."