Towards the unknown game fantasy

As Wei Qing let out a long sigh, he looked at the desolate scenery, the weed-covered river and slopes with some surprise.

Various flowers and plants grow in a disorderly manner.

Suddenly, he realized why he was here, and a murderous aura of blood and hatred surged in his heart, but

The hatred in his eyes became more and more terrifying. When he thought of those guys who had all the power in the world, his eyes became disdainful.

Not only are those guys petty and like to bully honest people, but they also forget their principles when they see profit, and even kill for money.

The hatred in his eyes became even stronger.

He looked at the familiar scenery and knew that this place was the suburbs, where people were killed and their bodies were abandoned in the wilderness.

Not only that, he was very familiar with the place where the bodies were dumped.

It's ironic indeed, but he still has the confidence that he can do something to change things!

Because he was reborn, he is no longer bound by the lack of air to breathe~!

He suddenly lowered his head and sighed to himself, only then he realized that he was only wearing a pair of large flowered shorts.

But when he saw his strong body and full muscles, he felt relieved.

He truly felt that he had become more majestic, domineering, powerful, enthusiastic and energetic.

Wei Qing said to the air with contempt: "Forget about it today. I will let you jump around for a while. I will be patient for a while.

"If you keep working behind closed doors, when your magical skills are perfected, I will definitely let you experience ups and downs, and stain half the sky with blood~!"

In the vast field, a chubby white curly Teddy is running happily, looking around from time to time.

A young man, only wearing flowery shorts, was carrying a one-meter-long meteorite on his shoulder and walking swaggeringly in the morning light.

The green of wild grass flooded the dilapidated suburbs, which were as desolate and deserted as ever.

After Wei Qing finished washing, he drew the curtains, turned off the lights, and lay on the bed, taking a deep breath and exhaling deeply.

He took deep breaths repeatedly, as if he wanted to let go of his unhappy thoughts and be ready to concentrate on thinking about things.

Or maybe he wants to forget the painful memories in his mind~!

After all, the painful days, the challenges to be faced, and the unknown things tomorrow always require better and more energy to face.

The next moment, Wei Qing, who was in pain and very tired, fell asleep.

Blue Star Dragon Country, the year of the Monkey 3000, summer~!

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone directly into Wei Qing's room, like a bunch of shining golden threads, not only illuminating the room,

It also illuminates the heart of Teddy, the lazy dog. The sun has just risen, and is shaded by the bright red morning glow.

The sun shines through the gaps in the clouds, like golden waterfalls spewed out by countless giant dragons, making people feel relaxed and happy in the spectacular view~!

Er Gouzi's hungry roar still woke up the sleeping Wei Qing. He jumped up and tried to sort out his thoughts about Da Gou.

He opened his phone and habitually posted a "real-time status" and ordered a takeaway for himself and his dog.

For absolutely lazy people, cooking is unnecessary. For most men, there is no need to cook at all. Ordering takeout is more in line with the fast-paced life.

"I'm going out for a while, and you, Teddy, will still be the watchdog." Wei Qing said to the curly-haired Teddy.

The little white dog responded a few times intelligently, then yawned and went back to its kennel to sleep.

Soon, Wei Qing arrived at the largest antique market in Nanlu City, which was more like a street stall market than a market.

Why did Wei Qing come to the antique market? He wanted to verify whether the gold finger had any special functions.

For example, "golden eyes, the ability to turn stone into gold, the ability to identify treasures, etc." Wei Qing

His eyes swept over the things on the stalls. There were copper coin swords, knives, brush washers, imperial edicts, teapots,

Copper coins, jade bottles, Buddha statues, clay statues, etc., all looked very old.

But with Wei Qing's vision, he could see it at a glance.

Most of them are artificially processed, or made to look old, forged, or imitated, or to be more precise, fakes.

Wei Qing knew that this industry was treacherous, and a friend who was a profiteer said, "You can make money from fake goods anyway.

It's not robbery, nor is it against the law. Without money, you can't go anywhere. Besides, we all know that even a penny can make a hero fall."

The unscrupulous businessman friend also consulted an expert, who said: "No problem, this is an extraordinary means to make money.

Experts are experts. I don’t know how many people have been fooled by extraordinary means.”

Wei Qing walked to a street stall and said politely: "Brother! Take a look at that pipa! What era is this pipa from?" Wei Qing pointed to a pipa about one meter long, emerald green with phoenix patterns carved on it, with white strings and the rest in gold, which was very valuable to appreciate! !

The stall owner said: "It was made in ancient times!"

Wei Qing said, "It was made in that ancient time, don't you know?"

The stall owner said righteously: "It's from the ancient times!"

Wei Qing said: "Good fellow! Such a detailed answer. How did this sell in ancient times?"

The stall owner said: "The goods are genuine and the price in ancient times is eight hundred thousand yuan."

Wei Qing said: "Your heart is blacker than your hair!"

The stall owner said: "Just listen to it! Is this tone worth eight W?" The stall owner picked up the pipa and used the erhu's tuning rod.

He started playing the piano while tapping the ground with his feet, and his head looked like he was shaking a hula hoop~!

Wei Qing said: "Oh my! Big brother, the pipa has the sound of the erhu, it transcends the performance of other instruments, amazing!

But looking at the big brother's movements, using his hands and feet, he has the demeanor of a music master!"

The stall owner said, "Yeah! It sounds nice, right?"

Wei Qing said, "It sounds good, like a fart, and the pipa sounds like an erhu, the sound is mixed up! I can give you eight yuan at most!"

The stall owner said, "Pay money!"

Wei Qing got a stringed pipa and after careful study, he found out that it was made of plastic. Wei Qing was immediately speechless and frowned!

Wei Qing threw the pipa directly into the trash can and walked to the next stall.

"Such as the Adidas basketball shoes from the Qing Dynasty, the marble ashtray used by Emperor Qianlong, the ZP retro lighter used by Emperor Yongzheng to light candles,

The imperial edict of the Qing Dynasty printed by the printer was of shabby workmanship.”

When the stall owner saw Wei Qing approaching, he greeted him warmly and said, "Qin Shi Huang loved the chamber pot the most. Take a look, take a look!"

Wei Qing said: "There are obvious traces of welding on it. Look, there is a willow welded here. Isn't Qin Shihuang afraid of scratching the eggshell?"

The stall owner said: "Qin Shi Huang was so busy promoting environmental protection that he didn't notice it. Don't pay too much attention to the details~!"

Wei Qing picked up a black spoon without much interest and asked, "How much is this? How much is it?"

The stall owner said, "Don't you want the chamber pot?"

Wei Qing said without even thinking: "No!"

The stall owner said: "This spoon must have three Ws, because this spoon has a great origin. It was the spoon that Pan Jinlian used to feed Wu Dalang medicine.

I used it when I was young. It’s old and has become patinated. I only have this one left. I’m at a special price! ”

Wei Qing subconsciously said: "Uh? This can't come!"

Wei Qing suddenly lost the spoon in his hand and began to tremble like he had epilepsy. Then, a feeling of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

This immediately gave Wei Qing an evil idea in his heart. Since the spoon made him feel vengeful, he must use the spoon.

It was Widow Li and her gang who poisoned and murdered him. This is Wei Qing’s only memory~!

Wei Qing changed the subject and said, "It's too expensive. I can't come!"

The stall owner said, "If you really like it, you can bargain for a price. I want to listen to you, right? Buy or sell! Bargaining is just a basic operation!"

Wei Qing said: "If I want it, I'll give you your price. I'm afraid you'll hit me!"

The stall owner said, "It's okay! Young man, feel free to bargain. Transactions are not about relationships.

It’s early in the morning and it’s not even open yet! We’re already waiting for tourists to come~!”

Wei Qing said: "Five dollars!!"

The stall owner said, "Sell it! If you dare to say so, I will sell it to you. Pay the money and take your spoon!"

When Wei Qing was admiring the charm of bargaining, he suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body, with a creepy feeling of fear.

It gave him a chill as if he had been electrocuted! At this moment, he was on the verge of wavering in his desire for revenge.

He just wanted to enforce justice and seek justice for himself~!

But he couldn't imagine the feeling of mental breakdown. No, she was a vicious person. She didn't care about my life at all.

She is a criminal if she is alive and should be tried. Her life is meaningless~!

Wei Qing had almost no experience in society. He was like a flower in a greenhouse.

Brutal things don't have accurate judgment, let alone getting rid of terrorists.

To him now, this kind of thing seems like something from another world.

Although there are many things that you cannot do in this era, there are always some people who take risks and test the law~!

I am a righteous man, I am a victim, I have a golden finger, I can design a legal trap and wait for her to fall into it, Wei Qing shamelessly encouraged himself to think.

Suddenly, Wei Qing's self-confidence was full under his shameless attitude.

At this time, passers-by were looking at Wei Qing. He was standing in the middle of the road with a spoon in his hand, grinning widely, grinning foolishly, his saliva flowing onto his collar.

Wei Qing narrowed his eyes, looked calm, and pulled his glasses with his orchid finger, his face flushed red.

Then he jumped up and covered his face with his hands in shame, and his calves began to tremble and he ran with a limp.

"I am an excellent graduate student. Am I out of my mind? How could I do such an unbridled thing?

This is so embarrassing, what’s wrong with me?” Wei Qing thought with shame. After running for five minutes, he could not run any longer.

This is because natural arsenic is really strong, and the toxicity will remain for life, even if you are resurrected.

There is no way to completely eliminate the poison that has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, unless you change your body~!

At this time, Wei Qing walked to the other end of the antique market.

"How am I going to get out later? I got it~!" Wei Qing pondered over it secretly in his mind, because he saw that this antique market was a dead end~!

He will have to face that group of fellow villagers soon, and he doesn't want to meet each other with tears in his eyes. That would be too embarrassing, and Wei Qing is too shy to do it~!

He looked around and saw a stall owner who was skin and bones.

He looks so skinny that he seems like he would fly away if the wind blows past him~!

Wei Qing secretly despised himself: "Imagine what era it is now, aren't ordinary people getting fat and obese?

That's because technology and living are very important. You can't become so thin by eating too much."

Just when Wei Qing was about to go up to the skinny stall owner and ask how much his hat was for~!

Suddenly, a Buddha's voice came~!

"Donor! Put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha! Only if you have Buddha in your heart, Buddha will bless you with everything you wish for!"

A middle-aged man was wearing a Buddhist robe and had a dark face, perhaps from years of tanning, and his complexion was no different from that of an African.

The old man who looked like an old monk was holding a stainless steel teacup in his hand, with various Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.

He said suddenly with a smile on his face, his mouth stretched almost to his ears, revealing a big gold tooth.

Suddenly, Wei Qing felt guilty and shuddered. He stared at it.

Then, Wei Qing said calmly, "Old stall owner, how much is this stone Buddha? Show it to me!"

The black-faced monk stall owner replied: "Why don't you show it to me? This Buddha statue weighs at least 80 kilograms!"

Wei Qing laughed and said, "This should be a replica of a Ming Dynasty stone Buddha statue used for sacrificial purposes, an imitation of an official Buddha statue! How much do you want to sell it for, old monk?"

The black-faced monk stall owner said: "This is a genuine product made of quartz sand. If you want it, I will give you one pound for one hundred yuan.

Ten kilograms equals one W, one hundred kilograms equals fifty Ws. "

Wei Qing said, "You must have learned mathematics by yourself! You didn't refer to the textbook! You used a computer to study. What era is this Buddha statue from?"

The black-faced monk stall owner said: "It's from the Han Dynasty's Qin Shi Huang! This is the statue of Qin Shi Huang's great wizard!"

Wei Qing said: "Wow! This answer is more clever than the history class representative of the primary school students, and more knowledgeable than the archaeological master. The old monk is an archaeologist!"

The black-faced monk stall owner said: "I didn't study archaeology, I only focused on history~!"

Wei Qing said, "Give me a reasonable price for the statue!"

The black-faced monk stall owner said, "You can tell me! Considering that we have the same history level and the good physical education teacher~!"

Wei Qing said: "Six, six, six!" Wei Qing touched his bald head without any hair growing out, and wanted to buy it for no reason~!

The black-faced monk who owned the stall said, "Okay, pay!" The fake monk suddenly realized that this man was a tragic and wronged bastard!

The stall owner watched Wei Qing leave, and suddenly his eyes flashed.

He immediately took out the money he had cheated people out of their jobs as a fake monk and bought a brand new tablet.

Feng Fang said to the screen, "Cousin, are you dead? There's a bald customer you can fool!"

"My dear cousin, I am a Taoist priest. How can I cheat monks? It's not easy to do cross-industry work, right?" said the fake Taoist priest on the other side of the tablet.

"Don't try your tricks on me. We're both the same. If you can trick Yuanzi, you'll have to have enough wine tonight," said the fake monk.

After a while~! Suddenly, the sound of the infinite Tao came from Wei Qing~!

"The bald and hairless Heavenly Lord of Infinite Life, the bald and hairless Eternal." The fake Taoist priest chanted out the Taoist name.

Wei Qing was startled and looked around immediately, but he didn't notice that the fake Taoist priest was about to pass by here in a few steps.

The fake Taoist priest rushed over to intercept him and said, "Please stay, fellow bald Taoist. You are a mysterious star that has descended to earth.

There must have been some mysterious things happening recently! I can tell from your amazing and energetic appearance.”

Wei Qing was stunned for a moment. He took a look and saw that the man was unkempt and wearing a green Taoist robe.

The beard is very long, but no matter how you look at it, you can't hide the bald head. Moreover, he looks a bit like a fake monk, and his face is even worse.

Could it be that the old monk was pretending to be him? He is comparable to the winner of the Best Actor Award, and his etiquette is very professional, comparable to that of an expert!

Wei Qing was suspicious for a long time.

The fake Taoist priest saw that he had fooled the customer and was stunned. He hurriedly said enthusiastically: "Please come in, Taoist friend! Let's talk inside.

If you expose the secrets outside, you may be punished by thunder~!"

This fake Taoist priest is very professional. His clothes are unique and his manners are very realistic and appropriate when he flicks his sleeves.

Wei Qing walked into a nearby shop, and ten minutes later,

The fake Taoist priest said to the customer, "Our products are of high quality and low price, and we are honest and trustworthy. Welcome to our store next time~!"

A man riding a 28-inch pole and wearing a zombie costume

, two yellow talismans were pasted on the glasses, and a hole was dug to see the road. The 28-meter-long pole was tied to the big Buddha facing backwards,

Wei Qing would occasionally scratch Wu Dalang's back with the spoon he used to drink medicine, humming a little tune: You don't know me,

The me that you can't see... I am the me that you can't see through.

When Wei Qing encountered problems, he remained calm, fearless in the face of danger, and calm in the face of temptation.

I wrote and directed a song on a whim:

It can also be regarded as a song covered in dust. The name of the song is: Expectation, the expectation of destiny;

I hope that people will fall into the sea of ​​dreams.

The eyes of the common people are ruthlessly inquiring.

Unable to retain, the gossip in the people's hearts continues.

I, who the social democrats cannot see, am heartbroken by the deception.

Such an ignorant person makes people feel endless worries.

Common people cannot see the hidden me.

I can't hide my tears anymore.

I hope that when the common people wake up, they won’t see contempt in their eyes.

The streets are filled with disguised joy.

A sigh of regret among a crowd of strangers.

Tears protect honor and benefits, and vanity wets pride.

There are evergreen trees on the vast mountains and rivers, but I only wish to look back and see myself.

Unable to resist the cold and harsh words, I can only hope for my fate in the silent wind and rain.

Everyone was stunned as Wei Qing walked by, and a minute later the whole audience burst into laughter.