Xiaohong looked at Hao Ning's careful look, and smiled wryly, "You don't have to be like this, are you so afraid of getting separated from me? - This person is probably the 1.5 billion laborers who built the Summer Palace?"
"1.5 billion laborers? Isn't this just one person? Could it be that this is a labor representative?" Seeing that the man seemed unable to see himself and Xiaohong, Hao Ning only looked at the inside of the Compassionate Ning Palace with angry eyes, so he pulled Xiaohong Hong walked behind the man and saw a note on the back of the man's clothes, "1.5 billion people. Mobile terminal m.."
"Uh..." Hao Ning was stunned, and said, "I have 1.5 billion people on my back, is it 1.5 billion people?"
"Oh, I see, this Zhou Yuan is too ghostly!" Xiaohong understood it in seconds, and was amused, "It is probably because of insufficient mana, Zhou Yuan's spell automatically borrowed from the special effects of filming, and it seems that there are several scenes. Thousands of people are actually copied many times by one person, which saves the most cost and mana. So the imaginary people seem to be 1.5 billion laborers, but this is actually one person.”
"So that's it! Only Zhou Yuan, the god of the Internet circle, has this kind of opportunistic approach," Hao Ning also laughed, "It's just that the old lady doesn't blame the 1.5 billion laborers all looking exactly the same? "
"The old lady's servants all look exactly the same," Xiaohong also smiled, "Did she say anything?"
Just as he was talking, the old lady was helped out by Zhou Yuan tremblingly. Hao Ning looked at Zhou Yuan and said, "Why did you come out! Didn't you go out? Get out!"
Zhou Yuan didn't seem to be able to hear it, he just looked at the person in front of him and was so scared that he couldn't speak. Looking at Zhou Yuan's eyes, it was as if he really saw 1.5 billion people in front of him.
"Stop screaming," Xiao Hong pulled Hao Ning's hand back, because he had almost touched the edge of the talisman's halo, "This should be the original fake Zhou Yuan in here, the real Zhou Yuan went out, and the fake Zhou Yuan of course Appeared, we are now in two time and space with them, they can't see us, we'd better wait and see what happens, let's watch the show."
"Give me back my hard-earned money, give me back my 100 million hard-earned money!" The man held up the banner and shouted, saying yes, but actually the banner was floating in the air by himself, and the man just made a gesture of raising his hand high. Hao Ning and the two also took a good look at the banner. What's interesting is that the red banner scrolled like an electronic display board with a sentence: The central government has repeatedly ordered that it is not allowed to default on the wages of migrant workers, but we still haven't received the wages, and the profiteers will not pay back the money owed! No virtue and no faith, the Old Summer Palace will not pay back the money owed! The richest scum! Axiom still exists, we are only for our hard-earned money! The laws of nature do not allow it, the boss Zhou Yuan has done all kinds of evil things, and the whole family will suffer a terrible death...
Hao Ningzai stared at the banner carefully and counted the words. There were almost 800 words. Those who knew it were banners, but those who didn’t thought it was a college entrance examination work.
"I'm going, how can the words on this cloth be scrolled? What new technology?" Hao Ning looked dazed, "And why is there such a long-worded banner? You can't even read it?"
"Isn't this imagination?" Xiaohong said with a smile, "Think about it, how many words do 1.5 billion people have to say in the imagination? You can see that the words on such a short banner are scrolling. From what Zhou Yuan saw, it was a banner several hundred meters long!"
"Hahaha, there are hundreds of meters of banners!" Hao Ning looked at the plaza with a total of Zhou Yuan, the old lady and the salary seeker alone, but he acted like a billion people, and said with a smile, "These three people Acting skills, you can become a god! When I go out, I must make fun of Zhou Yuan with this matter!"
While talking, Zhou Yuan slowly turned his head from left to right, his eyes seemed to be looking at a very long banner, and he pointed with his fingers as he read it, as if he was afraid of making a typo, and when he saw the last sentence "The whole family is not well "Death", rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, dead.
When the old lady saw that her son was dead, she also rolled her eyes and fell down.
dead.
"It's dead?" Hao Ning was dumbfounded seeing the two of them so straightforwardly, "This psychological quality is too ridiculous!"
"Scared to death by 1.5 billion people!" Xiaohong said with a sneer, "Again, if you don't have a good mental quality, why are you the richest man in the country!"
"It can be seen that it is better not to default on the wages of migrant workers..." Hao Ning said suddenly, "It is not easy for everyone."
"Let's talk about this when you "News on 7 Everyday"," Xiaohong pointed to the sky, "Here we come!"
I saw that the whole sky suddenly turned black, and all the surrounding scenes disappeared at once. Except for Hao Ning and Xiao Hong in the light circle, the surrounding was pitch black.
"What's going on?" Hao Ning grabbed Xiaohong's hand nervously.
"When a person is dead, of course the imagination is gone." Xiaohong seemed to be looking for something, and saw two lights floating in front of her, and hurriedly shouted, "It's them, the souls of Zhou Yuan's parents."
With a wave of hands, the two rays of light floated over, Xiaohong quickly took out a Jade Guanyin, and put the rays of light into it.
At this time, the entire aperture brought the two of them back and forth, as if they were traveling through an endless space, but the aperture was too small, and the two of them were extremely crowded inside, and they bumped into their heads several times.
"I'm going, what should I do!" Hao Ning rubbed his head in pain, and was immediately attracted by the scene outside, "This scene is so interesting, just like when I passed on "Feng Shen Yan Yi" to enter the world of Feng Shen."
"Of course, it's all about traveling between two worlds. It's quite similar—" Xiaohong slapped her head at this point, "Oh, I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid! I didn't expect it to be so simple!"
"What's the matter?" Hao Ning looked at Xiao Hong a little strangely, and when he turned his head, the two bumped into each other again.
"This circle is too small, you have no magic power, so you will have problems after you leave," Xiaohong said excitedly, "But I have magic power!"
"Nonsense!" Hao Ning disapproved, "Otherwise how would we get in! Tell me something, I don't know if it will work?"
"Don't be in a hurry, listen to me," Xiaohong continued, "Then I can't fly into your eyebrows and fit with you like the last time you entered the world of conferred gods—"
"Can you change the word?" Hao Ning felt a little disgusted, "For example—in my Niwan Palace."
"Your Niwan Palace is like a paste..." Xiaohong said to herself. Suddenly seeing Hao Ning staring at him, she quickly said, "Yes, fly into your Niwan Palace. In this way, you are quite Do you have magic power? And you won’t be alone in this aperture, and you won’t be afraid to leave me and enter the turbulence of time and space?”
"It makes sense!" Hao Ning slapped his thigh and yelled, then frowned when he thought of something else, "But I don't know what to do to make Zhou Yuan's parents reincarnate."
"With me, I will tell you!" Xiaohong said with a smile, "When the time comes, you will follow my instructions and it will be done! It's settled!"
After Xiao Hong finished speaking, she turned into a red light and flew into the center of Hao Ning's eyebrows. Sure enough, a voice came out: "Oh, brother Haoning, why do you look like a garbage dump between your brows, with iron rods and Uncle Sun's vellus hair!"
"You think I want to have it!" Hao Ning smiled wryly, "They flew in by themselves, by the way, can you take it out for me? Especially the golden cudgel, I will return it to Zhou Yuan, so that he won't have to talk about it every day. "
"Of course not, this is your cause and effect," Xiaohong's voice came out, and Hao Ning felt that he was a schizophrenic patient, talking to the voice in his head, "I can only take away things that have cause and effect with me, I can't help you!"
Speaking of brightening his eyes, Hao Ning saw a bunch of people queuing up in front of him. It was a long line, covered in fog. What was in front of the line was unclear, and the surroundings were even more unclear. Hao Ning said excitedly: "What is going on in front of you?" Bridge, right? Are these people queuing up to drink Mengpo soup and then prepare to reincarnate?"
"It should be!" Xiaohong's voice came out.
"But the line is too long!" Hao Ning complained, looking at the long line in front of him, he didn't know how long he would have to wait.
"Hey, it's not easy!" Xiaohong laughed, "Let's go!"
I saw a ball of red light enveloping Hao Ning, and flew up all of a sudden, I didn't know how far he flew forward, and finally saw a big sign in front of him, with four big characters written: "Nai He Sang Tea"
The red light disappeared, and Hao Ning stood first.
"Hey, you ghost, why are you like this!" A soul behind couldn't bear it and yelled, "Why are you still rushing? Can't you line up well? You are in such a hurry to reincarnate!"
"That's right." Hao Ning replied as a matter of course, "Aren't you too? What are you doing here if you don't reincarnate? To drink funeral tea?"
"Uh..." The soul realized that he had said the wrong thing, and was speechless for a moment, and suddenly shouted, "You don't care, everyone is queuing, can they stop?"
"Noisy, noisy, what's the noise!" A voice came from behind, and Hao Ning looked back, and saw a "ghost" dressed like a waiter, with a mask on his face, and two words written on the mask: "Meng Po" . But the voice was a male voice, "Who said they were overkill? I don't think so!"
"Huh?" Is this Meng Po still helping me? Hao Ning was a little strange, since someone helped him, he stopped talking.
"What flavor do you want sir?" said the male Po Meng, "Domineering Lychee or Mocha?"
"Huh?" Hao Ning looked up and found a line of small characters written under Naihe's mourning tea, "Mengpo soup seasoning, quality assurance."
Ganqing Mengpo Soup is such a funeral tea! Hao Ning was happy, this place really keeps pace with the times, no wonder there is such a long queue, isn't this... Thinking of this, Hao Ning no longer thinks about it: "I want two cups of lemon fruit tea."
"Oh, two cups at once is so much? How many bad things have you done in this life, are you afraid that you won't forget them?" The male Po Meng joked, "It's done, a total of 200 million."
"What? 200 million?" Hao Ning was stunned, "200 million what?"
"Money?" The male Meng Po was a little impatient, "Hurry up, the people behind are still waiting!"
"I still need money to drink Meng Po soup?" Hao Ning didn't know what to say for a while? "Then they—" pointing to the ghost behind him, "do they all have to spend 200 million?"
"They're free. But I can't help you if you don't queue up. You have to queue up to drink for free," the male Meng Po said, "Either you drink directly as a coin player, or you sit over there and watch the advertisements. I'll do the math. Two If it’s 100 million yuan, you can see that it’s almost 5,000 hours.”
Hao Ning turned his head, and sure enough, several people watched the advertisement on the big screen again, and looked at the screen again, and it showed that this person had his tongue pulled out. .
"Ah, I can't stand it!" a "person" stood up and shouted, "I'm going to stand in line, I don't want to see this ad anymore!"
"Beautiful thinking!" The male Meng Po didn't know what to press, and the "person" sat back and continued to watch the advertisement in silence, trembling all over, and then looked at the screen with six large characters written: Intestine cutting hell Welcome.
"Plop!" Another person fell to the ground.
(end of this chapter)
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