Ghost Corps

After fighting monsters with Xiaoniao for half a night, he almost rose to a level, but the leader of the ghost suit woke up the next day when he cleaned it up.He didn't wake up from urinating, or he didn't eat and was hungry, but he woke up naturally. At that time, Dongfang had just turned pale. The leader counted with his fingers, and he slept for three hours at most.

The head of the group thought, now he can really be regarded as getting up earlier than the chicken and going to bed later than the chicken.

Insomnia is the first time in Fang Zheng's 20-plus years of life, but his inexperience does not affect his ability to push the boat forward—now that he is awake, don't waste the good time in the morning, go for a run, boy!

The early mornings in late summer and early autumn are already a bit cool, the streets are very quiet, there are no cars, only two or three pedestrians occasionally, the tall broad-leaved trees on both sides are lush, and the lush greenery seems to extend to the end of the world along with the road.Standing by the side of the road, Fang Zheng took a deep breath, feeling that all the bad things were contained and digested by this quiet morning, leaving only large expanses of clarity in the world.

Before he knew it, Fang Zheng ran along the road.

It was not bad at first, I felt that all the cells in the whole body were mobilized, just like in a sports drink commercial, from a paper man to a three-dimensional in an instant, it was full of vitality.

Two minutes later, the medium-speed upward run turned into a medium-speed run.

After 5 minutes, the middle run turned into a jog.

After 10 minutes, the jog turned into a jog.

After 15 minutes, he started walking.

Beans of sweat trickled down his face, most of it flowed into his neck, and finally stained a large water stain on the T-shirt on his chest.The heart was beating wildly in the body, as if it would burst out in the next second.Fang Zheng breathed heavily as he walked, like a fish thrown ashore, he did not forget to encourage himself in the extreme lack of oxygen - even in this situation, he could still keep going forward instead of stopping to sit and rest. Zheng, you are an absolute iron-blooded man!

After the encouragement, Fang Zheng laughed at himself again, suddenly he didn't understand what he was doing.He was eight catties tall when he was born, and he never got off the hook with a fat man when he was growing up. He has become his closest comrade-in-arms all over his body. He didn't even think about what he would become if he lost weight, because he had already decided that That's a matter of zero possibility.

So what is this bloody sports picture? In fact, he doesn't know. He just feels that he must do something to vent out the emotions accumulated in his heart. These emotions include grievances, unwillingness, depression, and... …sad.

The sweat did not completely disappear in the end, because when the breath of the kite stabilized, the sun was already high, and the summer heat wave came back again, so that he could hardly keep his eyes open.Roadside food stalls have been set up here and there, and the hard-working stall owners are either frying fried dough sticks or spreading pancakes and fruits, and they are thriving.

I walked into a shed unconsciously, and a middle-aged woman came over immediately to say hello and asked what to eat.Fang Zheng wanted to talk about four deep-fried dough sticks and a bowl of tofu nao. You see, he had already thought about the quantity, but when he subconsciously glanced at his stomach and then at the big frying pan, his appetite suddenly suffered. to an unprecedented resistance.

When struggling to get out of the simple shed, Fang Zheng almost drowned in his own saliva, but he experienced a kind of joy in the staged victory of this battle, and took advantage of this joy to buy three catties at the vegetable market. Two catties of cucumbers and tomatoes.

After arriving home, Fang Zheng ate two cucumbers and a tomato first, and then he felt that his heart was not empty, his breath was not short, and his water was sufficient. He had completely returned to the world.After hearing and eyesight, the notification tone of the mobile phone also became clear.Fang Zheng didn't bring his mobile phone with him when he ran, so he walked to the bed wonderingly and picked up the mobile phone next to the pillow to check.

The two missed calls were from Xu Di.

If two hours ago, Fang Zheng might have thrown the phone aside without even thinking about it, but now he suddenly finds that these emotions are compared with the physical suffering of wanting to die and not wanting to live while running. It's not worth mentioning at all, so I simply called back.

As soon as the color bell sang half a sentence, the other end picked it up, but did not make a sound immediately, but asked uncertainly after a while: "Kite?"

"Well, I went out just now, I didn't hear you." Fang Zheng felt that he needed to find something to do, so he turned on the computer.

"That's it." Xu Di was not as natural as Fang Zheng, and after a few seconds of embarrassing silence, he recovered his voice, "Actually, it's nothing, just didn't I drink too much last night, Gouzi said I'm here with you I'm going crazy with drinking, I'm sorry."

"I'll go, have you played drunk with me once or twice?" Fang Zheng curled her lips, not wanting to see this insincere apology, "I know I'm sorry this time, but before that, don't make up for me Damages?"

The Microsoft icon disappeared, and the desktop with a Chinese background slowly emerged.

In Xu Di's silence, Fang Zheng clamped the phone with his neck and shoulders, double-clicked the game, entered the username and password, and logged in.

"Kite, just treat me as a fart when I said those words yesterday, okay." Xu Di suddenly went straight to the point.

Fang Zheng paused holding the mouse, and after a long time, he said, "Okay. But you have to tell me why Haoduanduan farts."

Speaking of this, it would be boring to leave half of it, Xu Di simply spread it out: "It's not that bastard Gou Xiaonian who insists on arguing with me. When you say that you can't speak nicely when you are arguing, I just scolded him. JB seller, fuck, he actually said that he was with me when he was brain-dead, that you are many times better than me, he regrets not being with you!"

"..."

"Kite?"

"Gou Xiaonian, I'll fuck your grandma!!!!"

Fang Zheng finally understood, damn, he was lying on the gun, it was clearly the hole of the gun that was pulled over by Gou Xiaonianshengsheng! !

Because of the same hatred, the two girlfriends reunited, the phone became phone porridge, and the contempt and whipping of Gou Xiaonian became the slow fire for stewing porridge.

But the same enemy is just glue, not a time machine. It can be restored to its original state, but the cracks cannot be eliminated, so this reunion is only in general.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Zheng felt a little complicated.

There were bursts of soreness in his neck and shoulders, and he simply started to exercise his neck, left, right, forward, and back, until a certain bird popped out of the private chat——

[Private Chat] Polly: Myself?

Fang Zheng glanced at the time, it was 08:30, it seemed unscientific.

[Private chat] Whoever has milk is a mother: Guess ^_^

[Private Chat] Polly: Why are you up so early.

Who made you skip the guessing part!Flip the table! !

[Private chat] Polly:?

[Private chat] If you have milk, you are a mother: Running and exercising!

[Private chat] Polly: Oh, lose weight.The train station thinks you are fat?

[Private chat] If you have milk, you are a mother: Do you have to use place names as pronouns...

[Private chat] Polly: What time did you wake up?

[Private chat] If you have milk, you are a mother: five o'clock.

after 1 minute blank

[Private Chat] Whoever has milk is a mother: Little bird?

[Private chat] Polly: Is this insomnia?You can be even more worthless.

[Private chat] If you have milk, you are a mother: It's not just about the train station.

[Private Chat] Polly: Anything else?

[Private chat] If you have milk, you are a mother: Oh, anyway, I am just unlucky.

[Private chat] Polly: So you want to be tall, rich and handsome?

[Private chat] If you have milk, you are a mother: Gao Fu can't count on it...

[Private chat] Polly: It's not possible to be handsome.

[Private chat] If you have milk, you are a mother: Get lost! ! ! ! ! ! !

[Private Chat] Polly: Good.

[Private chat] If you have milk, you are a mother: ...

[Private chat] Polly: It's over.

[Private chat] If you have milk, you are a mother: ...

[Private Chat] Polly: But exercising is good for your health, I will be with you starting tomorrow.

[Private chat] If you have milk, you are a mother: Can you give others a time to talk! ! !

[Private chat] Polly: I gave it, but you only have some ^_^

[Private chat] If you have milk, you are a mother: I have others!

[Private chat] Polly: I know, five o'clock is a bit early, seven o'clock, just right.

[Private chat] If you have milk, you are a mother: Xiaoniao...

[Private chat] Polly: This is what the sub-group should do, don’t be too moved [hug]

The leader of the ghost costume is full of cows, who said he will run TAT tomorrow

……

Xu was attacked by Xiaoniao with poison, and Fang Zheng never thought about Xu Di and Gou Xiaonian all day long. The incident about Jiang Yang flashed twice, but soon, he was distracted by the vicious tongue of the deputy team.Until seven o'clock in the evening, all the staff went online, except Jiang Yang.

The work should not be finished yet, Fang Zheng told himself in his heart, but there is always a small place where the drum of doubt is beating—maybe, he just won't come.

The group members didn't know the truth, and they were still talking about the lunatic's family background, some said millions, some said tens of millions, and some said hundreds of millions. Crazy is the prince of Arabian oil.Your sister and your uncle didn't participate, because those two guys didn't know which map the cat went to fight monsters. As soon as the team members in this room finished discussing, they heard them chattering in the other room——

Your uncle: "I've always wanted to ask you where this weapon came from, it increases blood so much!"

Your sister: "Uh, I don't know, a friend made it for me."

Your uncle: "Your friend is really kind to you, this is absolutely the best weapon."

Your sister: "Dizzy, your tone is as if it can change houses and land."

Your uncle: "One or two hundred yuan is also money."

Your sister: "What do you mean?"

Your uncle: "It means that this weapon can be sold for one or two hundred, and he just gave it to you. Isn't that interesting?"

Your sister: "One or two hundred...RMB?!"

Your uncle: "Could it still be yen, dollar, rupee, Thai baht..."

Your sister: "You can buy me half a size!"

The voice of the insider who silently listened: Actually, it was three hundred...

Your sister is still in shock, unable to understand: "Why is a weapon so expensive?"

Your uncle: "It's rare. The equipment in the dungeon is very difficult to explode. Do you understand the labor cost? In fact, money is not the point. Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy this kind of thing."

Your sister: "..."

Your uncle: "Have you ever downloaded the book?"

Your sister: "Once, hit the zombie Xixile."

Your uncle: "Did the boss equip you?"

Your sister: "No."

Your uncle: "Call four or five more times, I think I can send you off once."

Your sister: "But the same dungeon can only be played once a day, so if you want to get equipment, don't you have to do it for the next week?"

Your uncle: "That's still optimistic, it means that your RP is hot enough, like me, you will be blacked out ten times, and you will be in tears."

The insider who was listening silently sighed silently: What a painful realization...

Your sister: "Then how long will it take for you to wear all the equipment?"

Your uncle: "I can't do it myself. I bought this body now. The attributes are average, so I can wear it. But I don't care too much about this. The equipment is all floating clouds. The important thing is operation!"

Your sister: "I don't see how you operate well..."

Your uncle: "Consciousness! The main thing is whether the consciousness is sharp!"

Your sister: "You just can't keep up with your fingers."

Your uncle: "This can be cultivated the day after tomorrow!"

Your sister: "Then did you explode at 188?"

Your uncle: "..."

Chatting and chatting, the two left. The team members couldn't tell whether the two were still fighting monsters in Huaxia, or formed a group to dance hip-hop. In short, it is unlikely that they will return to the team until they feel that their level has not reached the ideal value. up.

[Team] 2B Fighter: No one told you that uncle bought that stick drunk?

[Team] The Blessing of Shemale: No one seems to have told him that Yizui and Xiuxiu are a couple.

[Team] 2B Fighter: Halo, what are you waiting for?

[Team] Become a Demon 715: Onlookers>_

[Team] If you have milk, you are a mother: Watch silently ╮(╯_╰)╭

[Team] Blood cows don't eat grass: Silently watching.

[Team] 2B Fighter: Wait, nurse, what's the condition of your weapon?Where did another one come out? !

[Team] If you have milk, you will be a mother: The Xiaoniao Xiajun team happened to play~~~~~hahahaha~~~~

[Team] 2B Fighter: I will kill you! !

[Team] Blood cows don't eat grass: Whether your life is good or not depends on what kind of people are at the stall.

How can you be so weird =_=

……

The time in the game can't help but pass, fight monsters, the next book, it's midnight.But when Fang Zheng turned off the computer and lay on the bed, the time slowed down again, like a watch that was about to run out of power, the second hand was extremely difficult to move.

When Fang Zheng fell asleep, he had no memory of it. He only remembered that he had a messy dream. First, he crossed over into a fruit ninja with a samurai sword and struggled to cut watermelon, and then ran to the snow mountain to fight against Xixile. I built a small house, a warm golden halo came out from the windows, and the air seemed to be filled with the strong aroma of baked bread.He stood in front of the window, stretched out his hand, and wanted to open the window to see the scene inside...

"You are so poisonous, you are so poisonous, you are so poisonous~~~ I am bullied every time~~ Be careful, I will definitely retaliate~~~"

As far as alarms go, it's not a sweet song, but it's 100% refreshing.

Fang Zheng sat up in a jerk, because she got up too fast, and it took a long time for her dizziness to disappear.

He took the phone and it showed seven o'clock Beijing time.

You are still singing persistently. This is the special bell he set for Xiaoniao on a whim one day. It is completely the voice of the victim.

Frustrated and pressed to answer, Fang Zheng, who had not had enough sleep for two consecutive days, yelled, "You are sick!!!"

The little bird patiently waited for the lingering sound to dissipate, and then asked lightly: "Do you have medicine?"

"No!!"

"Then get up and run." The bird announced happily.