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At ten o'clock in the evening, in the banquet hall of Tianyi Hotel.

All the guests were dressed luxuriously and talked and laughed happily under the lights.This is the engagement dinner for the president of Gu's Group, which is a great opportunity to build relationships and discuss business, but from time to time, they will look anxiously at the corner of the hall.

There was a long-haired man in a wheelchair, his eyes were downcast, and he was fixed in place like a sculpture.

The bright lights reflected on his face, which made his face more like a crown jade, with a stern face.It's just that the black eyelashes as thick as crow feathers cast a quiet shadow on his face, but inexplicably made people feel chills behind him, and there was an evil spirit.

Qing Fu rubbed the armrest of the wheelchair, while absorbing the memory instilled by the system, while quietly listening to the discussion of the people next to him.

"...It's him." A few young people covered their faces with their wine glasses in an attempt to conceal, and they gathered together to lower their voices to gossip, "That young master of the Qin family, Qin Fu. Do you know how his leg was broken? "

"I heard..." The person who answered was mysterious and lowered his voice, "He is in love with Mr. Gu, and he couldn't ask for it, so he plotted against Mr. Gu's lover Shen Yi. A few days ago, Gu Feng Exposing it, although Shen Yi said he didn't pursue it, his old man was so angry that he beat him up on the spot and locked him up again, this leg was broken by old man Qin."

"...Then why did he come to Mr. Gu's engagement banquet today? He shouldn't cause trouble, right?"

--of course not.

Qingfu never makes deals that are not beneficial.

He lowered his head and reached for his chest.In his memory, he was still lying in the dojo full of treasures just a second ago, preparing to sleep until the catastrophe, his eyes closed and opened, Lei Jie didn't see it, but he worked hard and fought ten times The treasures accumulated in the next dynasty are gone!The physical body has also been changed, and the new physical body is still lame in one leg, not to mention that it is two worlds away from the teacher's gate.

If the entity of this system is not found...

Qing Fu's finger passed through the three barriers, he didn't expect anything, he just wanted to find out his current situation, but as soon as his fingertip touched the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest, he paused unexpectedly: "This person..."

According to Taoism, the human body has three dantians, upper, middle, and lower, also known as Sanguan, which correspond to Yintang, Tanzhong, and Guanyuan points respectively.

It is mentioned in "Treasure Book of Eastern Medicine": "The lower dantian is the place where the essence is stored; the middle dantian is the place where the energy is stored; the upper dantian is the place where the gods are stored."

Daoist practice cultivates energy and spirit, and Sanguan is the place where energy and spirit are stored, so it is extremely important.

"Could it really be misfortune and blessings that depend on each other..." Qing Fu murmured, this new body is not only vast, but also has a fairy bone!

Qingfu's heart moved: he has occupied the East China Sea as the dojo for nearly a thousand years, even if he said it himself, no one believed that he still hadn't broken through the bottleneck of ascending immortality.Every time he calculates, he only counts as "the opportunity has not yet arrived". Could it be that this is his opportunity?

After careful comparison, not only is the aptitude of this new body better than his tempered original body, but also the spiritual energy in this life is more abundant than the original one.

【Ding! 】The system's voice sounded again, 【Welcome the host to use the Truth, Goodness and Beauty System! 】

[You are in a sadomasochism novel, because of the large number of readers, this novel has gradually formed an independent world.But because the plot does not conform to the values ​​of truth, goodness and beauty, under the criticism of some readers, the world is on the verge of collapse before it takes shape. 】

[At this time, a vicious male partner named "Qin Fu" died of alcoholism, so I rescued the dying host from another world, and put the host into Qin Fu's body, hoping that the host could reverse all the bad things. In line with the plot of truth, goodness and beauty, save this immature world with sincerity, kindness and virtue! 】

Qing Fu: "..." For what?What is true and what is good?

It's really kind and beautiful, he thinks this system really wants to die.

The system felt a bit of chill inexplicably, but still said energetically: 【Let's pick up the mission first! 】

"..." Countless sarcasm and threatening words came to his lips, just as Qing Fu moved his lips, he heard a ding in his ear.

[Difficulty level of this world: high.

Activate the initial task: Rescue the protagonist Shou [Shen Cuisine], and rewrite his subsequent wound infection, high fever coma and other plots. 】

Qingfu paused, somewhat inexplicable: The protagonist suffers?

Isn't this the engagement banquet that the protagonist received? How could the word "rescue" be used at the wedding scene?

But the security here is really bad, even Qin Fu can let in...

【Ding!The original plot is broadcast below, please listen carefully to the host. 】

【Shen Yi's body was already weak, and when Gu Feng grabbed him, he had no strength to resist.He said painfully: "Gu Feng, please, today is our engagement banquet, just let go of what happened last night! I really just sent my friends home."

Shen Yi looked at Gu Feng almost pleadingly, but Gu Feng just evoked a cold smile, took a step back, and locked the door of the dressing room with a click.

Shen Yi trembled almost instinctively.

Whether it's fear or despair, he can't tell the difference anymore. Through the door, he can vaguely hear the emcee outside who doesn't know the truth, joking kindly: "It's really loving, let's disperse consciously, and give the young couple a quiet environment..."

do not.

Shen Yi trembled in thought.The wound left by the punishment last night was still oozing blood under the seemingly clean and decent suit. The painful memory made him subconsciously take a step back, looking at Gu Feng's hand stretched out to him with fear and powerlessness...]

Qing Fu's brows couldn't help but twitched. Just as he was about to speak, the system suddenly made a loud bang: [Damn it!Shen Yao is so pitiful! ! 】

It took Qingfu a while to figure out that it wasn't the system that exploded, but the sound of pounding the table specially played: [...] His system is too anthropomorphic, so it doesn't have to be so lively, [When will this plot happen? 】

[After half an hour. 】The system was worried, and gave Qingfu an analysis, 【Don't look at the time seems to be abundant, the host is limping now, and he must be stopped if he can't make it to the dressing room by himself. He wants to ask other people, and because of the evil deeds of the original owner, no one will trust.Even calling the police would be impractical due to the force majeure of the plot, and it would not be able to harm the protagonist Gong who is an important plot character.I think, or use the help of the system provider—ah! ! ! 】

Amway, who was trying to sell the system to the host in the system mall, was unprepared when he saw the banquet hall suddenly go dark, and ghostly shadows flashed under the crystal lamp.

I saw the bloated and blue ghosts with terrifying faces, either lying behind the unaware guests, or sitting under the table, looking gloomyly longingly, with blood-red eyes full of greed and malice, as if they were choosing victim.

"...The wisdom of the hole is clear, and the five qi are surging. The golden light appears quickly, covering my body." Qing Fu finished reciting the golden light mantra silently. There is still an echo.

I never heard that the system would be afraid, it's true, and what's so scary about it, Qing Fu couldn't understand, frowning slightly, he glanced around the banquet hall.

I saw a dozen or so drunkards, with their bellies puffed out, or their heads held, lying harmlessly everywhere, scratching their bellies indistinctly, and pouting their lips trying to suck up the food and drink on the table.

Of course, you can’t inhale it. If ghosts want to eat incense and food, they have to make offerings, but it’s not a sin to have a dry addiction.

Several drunkards sucked and sucked, and they couldn't help crying. It was obvious that they had failed their dry addiction.

Qing Fu looked at it for a while, and smiled like a smile: [This is not very good, everyone is very happy. 】

He flicked his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair.

The Golden Light Mantra sounds like a basic spell, but it actually has many functions.In addition to opening the eyes of evil, it can also drive away evil spirits and demons. It is often used in fasting sacrifices and casting spells, depending on how humane you use it.

Just now, in order not to cause a big commotion and scare away the labor force, Qing Fu had never held the golden light finger formula in his hand, and now he only used his right hand, with the palm turned upwards, the middle finger and ring finger retracted, the index finger and little finger straightened, and the big finger pinching the knuckles of the ring finger outside.

The alcoholics who were still crying and crying felt a chill down their spines:

"Damn it, which perverted pig hand scratched my back."

"Ugh, I hate it, don't poke people's back, they don't have the mood to pick up soap now!"

"Damn it, who is it, don't let me catch you—oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"

Ghosts are also human-made, so they come in all shapes and forms.Qing Fu took it for granted, raised his wrist slightly, and the drunkards were suddenly dragged to his feet like puppets on a string, forming a pool of ghost meat.

"Damn, what's going on..." The drunkards pushed each other and tried to get up, but they were pushed back by Qing Fu just as they got up a little.

It's too ugly, and Qing Fu doesn't really want to face the ghost face to face.

The system let out a long whimper. It wanted to ask if this would be unkind, but it couldn't open it. It simply pretended not to see it, and only urged: [Hurry up, hurry up...]

In the pile of ghosts, the female ghost lying on the top struggled to raise her head, her appearance was vaguely recognizable, she was quite young when she died.After seeing Qingfu, the female ghost's eyes lit up, her courage suddenly grew, and she said with a shy face: "Actually, I won't run away even if I let go..."

She may have been a mother fan before she was alive, and the words of concern flowed out very naturally: "Why did you break your leg? You are a Taoist priest, so be careful in the practice field..."

"..." Qing Fu fell silent for a while.

The female alcoholic immediately misunderstood: "Could it be! Someone tricked me?! Mom... I'll get him for you!"

...Although Qin Fu's memory has been obtained, Qing Fu still wants to say, what is the atmosphere in modern times.

Qing Fu didn't want to rely on Bai Duo's mother, so he used a trick to prevent people around him from seeing him talking to himself and being surprised, and then asked, "Would ghosts press the bed?"

"Ah, this," the female ghost hesitated, scratching her face, "I'm talking about business and drinking to death, and I can't leave the hotel at ordinary times. When I have nothing to do, I watch the little girls here playing with their mobile phones, chasing stars together, watching variety shows, ghost pressure I really don’t know how to…”

Qing Fu: "..."

To tell you the truth, he just asked casually, just to start with. Who would have thought that modern ghosts are so lazy that they can't even press ghosts on the bed.

The alcoholics saw that Qing Fu didn't seem to be angry with the female alcoholic, so they all sat up bravely:

"They are all good citizens who abide by the law...so why didn't the underworld come to accept me! Woohoo!"

"Maybe I will be a little bit, isn't there a staff dormitory behind the hotel? I was bored last time, so I tried it. But I can't tell whether the man can't wake up because of working overtime all night, or because the ghost presses the bed... Sigh, it’s not easy for a living person.”

Qing Fu: "..."

The system was in a hurry, just about to ask what to do, Qingfu said calmly: "I will. I can teach."

Having experienced all the big and small things, just a little setback, can it be difficult for him?It's just that time is urgent, so I'd better pick one first...Qing Fu sniffed his nose, then suddenly stopped.

"..." He leaned forward, pointed in the direction of the drunkards, and sniffed harder.

Qing, the closest female alcoholic, blushed, and greeted her with a desire to refuse: "Oh... this, it's not so good..."

Qing Fu frowned: "You smell so good."

Female alcoholic: "..."

She has always been unafraid to speculate on living people with the greatest malice, why does this sentence sound like "You are so coquettish".

"...Maybe it's because of the aroma, that smell is everywhere in the hotel." The female alcoholic said plaintively, "Then do you still want us to help?"

In fact, she didn't want to help anymore, because she heard that she still needed to study.

She finally graduated and got a job, and now she is dead, so can't she be let go of studying?

Qing Fu sat back: "No."

Which one is this, is it to send fragrance to Gu Feng or to send evil spirits?

Qing Fu pondered for a moment, Ben had already pushed the wheelchair out, but turned back: "Then where is the smelliest around here?"

…………

3 minutes later, inside the snail noodle shop.

Because it was summer, the air conditioner was turned on, the doors and windows of the store were closed, and the guests were intoxicated by the smell. Also intoxicated were a few toilet ghosts who were curled up at the foot of the table and stared at the snail powder.

This is supposed to be a pretty nasty ghost, it's fine if it's ugly and smelly, and it's okay to squat in the toilet and silently spy on people going to the toilet.But now, I can't feel the obscenity anymore, instead it feels a little pitiful.

"It smells so good...it smells so good..." The toilet ghosts couldn't eat it, their eyes filled with tears, and their mouths smacked.

"..." Qing Fu was outside the glass door, watching this scene of harmony between man and ghost.

He really wanted to say again, what is the modern atmosphere, when he asked the female alcoholic where there are more toilet ghosts, instead of talking about toilets, he said noodle shops.These toilet ghosts are not doing their jobs properly.

The shopkeeper's cat was squatting vigilantly on the cash register, scratching the table with its paws from time to time, as if it wanted to rush over to bury the excrement of these two-legged beasts.

Taking advantage of the blinding effect, Qing Fu wrapped his injured leg with spiritual qi, stood up from the wheelchair, and strode into the snail noodle shop.

【……ah! 】The system called out belatedly.

The stench blowing towards his face was nothing, how did the host stand up? !

The system couldn't help looking at the system mall, which still had no chance to appear, and suddenly felt a bad sense of crisis. In the future, can it still get the host's leeks?

Qing Fuquan pretended that the system did not exist, blocked his sense of smell, found a seat at random and sat down, his eyes began to pick and choose among toilet ghosts wantonly.

During the period, some guests praised:

"Last time you told me that the snail powder in this store smelled very authentic. I still didn't believe it, but I did believe it this time. You smell it, how exciting it is, it smells stinky...哕."

"Hey, eat! It tastes delicious. But don't tell me, I don't know if it's my illusion, but it smells worse than the last time..."

"It's a good thing, the smell is doubled, and the taste is doubled!"

Qing Fu: "..." No, it's just that toilet ghosts have doubled.

Qing Fu was speechless, his eyes wandered back and forth in the store, and finally stopped at a corner.

This is a standard-sized toilet ghost, short, fat, with a healthy complexion, brownish purple, like a bulge made of piscine skin.

This beautiful-looking toilet ghost was squatting in the corner and dozing "scentfully", Qing Fu looked him up and down: "This is not bad."

It looks old and smelly enough.

The toilet ghost was in the middle of a lazy sleep, and was suddenly blown up by the wind, and opened his eyes in confusion: "—who—ho!!"

Qingfu's right hand has already pinched the golden light finger art: "Do you know the technique of nightmare? Can you press it without a bed?"

Qing Fu didn't hold out much hope, the professional quality of these ghosts seemed to be very poor, and the toilet ghost itself was a kind of ghost with little ability.

If it didn't work, he pierced it with a golden light, and using this spell to spread the word is the most convenient way.

"I, I, I..." The toilet ghost was so frightened that he almost shook himself out of the waves. He wanted to say that he couldn't do it, but he really could. After all, he died a hundred years longer than other young ghosts, so let him lie, see Seeing Jin Guang didn't have the guts, so he tried to cover his stinky mouth and said in a low voice, "I will..."

Qingfu pointed to the Tianyi Hotel not far away with satisfaction, and reported the room number of the dressing room: "... This can be regarded as doing good deeds. You stay with him for a few more months, and if you want to do evil, press him. As for Do you want to postpone it, I will send you a message later."

It is a good job to be able to accumulate merit, the toilet ghost nodded: "Oh, good."

Although I tried my best to speak quickly, but after opening my mouth a few times, the diners next to me said:

"Bang!"

"...Although I know it stinks, it really stinks a little too... 哕!"

"It reminds me that there was no news before, saying that I smelled the smell of snail noodles on the highway, and I wondered where it came from, but it turned out to be a pig truck."

"Hahaha, it's so funny. But it's definitely not a pig smell here."

Qing Fu: "..."

...That's right, the smelly one is indeed not a pig, but a 100-year-old toilet ghost...