Waste Strong Foundation

The evening in Henan in mid-June is hot wind blowing from all directions.

Fei Mingqiu squeezed the tiger mask given to him by the ghost mother, and said softly after a long silence:

"Is this all for me?"

The players stared at him blankly as if they had seen a ghost.

The dimensional wall is broken!How could there be such a good-looking person with such a nice voice in the world—no!etc!Who is this? !

The college student who was still saying, "Tonight, I rushed to the lair of "Waste" violently" gasped exaggeratedly.

A light flashed in Hu Yang's mind, his face flushed and he stumbled and asked, "Are you... Brother Fei?"

Shang Yuan gave Fei Mingqiu extra lessons. If a player liked a game very much, he would call the game planner "Brother" when he was sweet-mouthed.

Of course, if the activity frequently cuts leeks, or the follow-up plot of popular characters is controversial——

I'm sorry, but the player is the planner's father, and he directly scolded the social platforms and manually sent the planner's family to fly out of the galaxy.

Fei Mingqiu is very lucky, so far he has not been "kicked off the altar" by the players, and even has a group of "trash fans" who call themselves the atmosphere group.

He was a little ashamed, skipped the address, smiled slightly, raised his finger to everyone's schoolbags or backpacks, "Where are the medicines for me?"

The players immediately offered the things with both hands, and they didn't feel anything wrong at all.

Hey, I'm used to it.

After all, this is how the game turned in materials for tasks, and the young man in front of him seemed to be even more handsome than the NPC Fei Mingqiu.

Feelings The fairy modeling they have been boasting about only restored 95% of Fei Zong's beauty!

I know, I know, I will block all bloggers who claim that the "Trash" modeler is a fairy!

Hu Yang was empty-handed, blinking his eyes and asked resolutely: "You are the chief strategist F of "Trash"? No, Mr. Fei, your team really has a base in this park? So the background of "Trash" is the same as the analysis on the external network. Is there really someone?"

College student A: "Wow, shit."

College student B: "Don't lie, you're lying to Mr. Fei, you can't do it, I'm still——fuck!"

Xiao Shi was the only person on the scene who could think calmly.

If so, he took out his mobile phone from his trousers pocket and tremblingly checked the WeChat of the director Shen Yingmin, rushing to send a message and make a report.

The rest of the people reacted quickly, and took out their mobile phones to shoot a video of Fei Mingqiu at the same time.

If it is posted on the Internet, it will be troublesome.

Fei Mingqiu glanced at the young man hiding behind Xiao Shi, first read his mind, and then used a single thought to control the thoughts and actions of everyone in the park.

The uproar stopped abruptly.

Huh, it's finally quiet.

He selectively took away the medicines, deleted the relevant memories of the players who saw him one by one, and then sent a red envelope to Shen Yingmin on behalf of Xiao Shi.

How do you say that.Move...but refuse?

He thinks that he is not Fei Mingqiu who can be outlined by a few labels in the players' minds.

Although very touched, apart from the infrastructure tasks in the game, the two sides should not get involved too much.

After the wind blew in the square for a while, Fei Mingqiu put on the tiger mask again, and carefully looked at the slightly sweaty faces of the players before leaving.

Weird.

How vast is the universe, and how complicated is the adult world.

How could there be such a group of noisy and contented peers gathered together because of "Trash".

What he and Shang Yuan are doing are holographic games, which are also the lives of many people.

Weird.

The light golden eyelashes of the young man trembled gently under the moonlight, dense and slender, like the raindrops blown by the wind by the lotus pond in autumn.

Prompting the supernatural powers to respond to one thought, time quickly retreated in a condensed posture, and the vast sea of ​​clouds rolled and rushed.

A huge stone sky step that can't be seen at the end.

Further up is the majestic and golden Kunlun Mountains.

Looking further up, there are ten suns, twelve bright moons, and a nine-headed tiger squatting on the top of the mountain waiting for dawn.

Fei Mingqiu was about to take a closer look, when he suddenly felt his soul and heart being pulled back by countless hands, he couldn't help biting his lip and moaning.

Opening his eyes again, he heard a terrific cry.

He was startled, and looked around vigilantly, just in time to see the mosaic that Phoenix had prepared for the ghost mansion collapsed and fell down.

This is the ghost house.

Goblins without facial features wander freely, ragged boa constrictors scramble to devour their own kind, and dancing blood-red skeletons.

At dusk in midsummer, the yang energy rises, and the ghost mansion buried in the deepest part of the world is disturbed by it, and it breaks free from the shackles created by Fenghuang to reveal its true colors.

Fei Mingqiu was not very surprised.

His divine power is limited, and he cannot frequently travel through 100 years. This time, he was able to appear in Henan smoothly because of the help of the ghost mother.

Now that he is wearing the mask of the ghost mother, his soul is contaminated with the same yin energy, and ordinary little ghosts and boa constrictors just think that he does not exist.

Just go ahead calmly.

You can go back to the salt pond through the ghost gate ahead.

But there was always a pair of eyes staring at his back.

Fei Mingqiu concealed his doubts, and looked around as if admiring the scene of thousands of ghosts wailing and howling in the ghost mansion.

Speaking of which, it's not the middle of the night, why is there no player carrying supplies in the ghost mansion?

Fei Mingqiu thought for a while, and suddenly his heartbeat quickened. When he was terrified, he grabbed a passing kid to block the sneak attack from the right!

The brat was torn in half from the middle by a scorched hand!

The black mist continued forward like a knife until it cut through the beloved mask of the ghost mother.

Fei Mingqiu let go of his hands in time to hide, but felt a slight pain in the bridge of his nose, the mask fell to the ground in pieces, leaving only half of the red string hanging on his ear.

He wiped away the blood on the bridge of his nose with his thumb, frowned slightly, and looked at Qi You coldly.

The little priest was so thin that almost only a layer of skin remained, his cheeks and the back of his neck were covered with rotting blisters and granulation, and his eyes were empty and lifeless.

It's Qi You, but it's not Qi You.

Because of his strong curiosity and ambition, this child was killed by the black mist many days ago, and became a petri dish for ghosts.

black mist.Taishi pen.ghost house.ghost mother.Emperor Jun.

Fei Mingqiu immediately thought of the two weird old men who were sent to Yanchi by the Lian Shan brothers.

But he thought that Yuanyuan immediately burned those dirty things with Xihe's divine fire.

Did something unexpected happen that night?

There is no time to think about it, and there is actually no need to delay the conviction of anyone.

Fei Mingqiu was empty-handed, cursed unluckily, looked at the little ghosts and skeletons surrounding him, and backed away step by step.

He tripped over something suddenly, and his eyes were spinning.

Oops!I stumbled and fell into the ghost mother's coffin!

Surrounded by the cold and dry sandalwood, Fei Mingqiu struggled to get up, sticky blood oozing out of the coffin board, spattering his hands with a gurgle.

The phoenix doll, covered in needles and resembling a hedgehog, couldn't help giggling, dipped the blood on the siding and wrote the word "miserable".

Fei Mingqiu: "..."

He held back his nausea and wiped the blood of an unknown animal on his clothes, frowning and looking at the book that popped out of the coffin——

A Guide to Living in a Ghost Mansion.

Just as the player calling the planner "brother" is asking for help from others, since he took advantage of the player, the price is to follow behind to clean up the mess.

Then being called "Brother" by the ghost mother is not for nothing. Since then, I have often encountered places and creatures in the underworld.

She was unlucky in the first place, but she became relatives with the owner of the Ghost Mansion because of Hugging Thigh.

Fei Mingqiu thought of whether he was going around or was "tied" to visit the ghost mansion, he was very heartbroken, all the tenderness and touch disappeared.

He wiped the blood on the bridge of his nose again, closed his eyes and entered the gate of heaven, stood on the eighth step and shouted coldly: "Ghost mother! Come out!"

……

The ghost mother jumped up from the imperial concubine chair specially made by the caller, barely avoiding the palm of her hand, "Shang, what are you in a hurry for?"

Shang Yuan lowered his eyes and broke his knuckles, and asked calmly: "Why did you close the ghost gate again? Fei Mingqiu is still inside, let him out."

The ghost mother's eyeballs rolled around, she was about to cry for a while, and she was half-smiling for a while, her pretty oval face showed a ferocious look.

She is the most typical god with an unstable temperament, and she can't control her personality. At this time, she deliberately provoked him: "So what if you don't let go?"

Players doing missions in twos and threes exchanged information on when the strategy for the new event would be uploaded by the UP master, and everyone had a smile on their faces.

The ghost mother withdrew her gaze, seeing that Shang Yuan's movements were a little slow, she thought she knew it, and raised the corners of her mouth to mock:

"Since when have you pitied other people's lives? Tsk, indecisive, no wonder you tossed your body into such a ghostly state."

Shang Yuan kept a dark face and didn't speak, but grabbed the ghost mother's neck with a very quick reaction and made a gesture of capture.

He was brought to Earth by Fei Mingqiu while he was taking a nap while fishing.

As the sharpest weapon, he is just the shell of the weapon at this time.

All the enhanced equipment and thermal weapons developed by the doctors for him are sleeping in the secret library of the Diligent District Court.

Shangyuan is very strong.

And in Fei Mingqiu's view, he can kill all directions with a pair of mechanical hands and a cold heart.

The ghost mother rolled her eyes, ready to be burnt by Shang Yuan's light, but suddenly her eyes lit up, and she kicked Shang Yuan away.

Seeing Shang Yuan spit out a mouthful of blood, she staggered and stood still, and laughed loudly: "What's wrong? You want to beat me like this? It's a dream! I'll take my brother away! Goodbye!"