Finally, I’m almost done. Today is three shifts, three days, but the second and third shifts are expected to be late, because there are still some things to do during the day, the second shift is estimated to be seven o’clock, and the third shift is estimated to be ten or nine thirty
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Seeing that Qin Ye didn't speak, Taoist Shura took a deep breath. If he had a heart, his heart would already be beating like a drum. Quietly fell to the ground, one person and one ghost looked at each other silently. After a few seconds, he said: "Qin Yanwang... Could it be that you don't want to?"
Qin Ye looked at Daoist Shura deeply, he was sure what the other party saw. But looking back on his performance just now, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his performance.
The most important thing is that the user must have a big heart. To put it bluntly, it is shameless. Obviously, Qin Goudan is one of the best.
"Aren't you afraid that I will slap you to death?" This topic was too difficult to follow, so he could only answer with a half-smile, trying to make himself look more inscrutable.
"Of course I'm afraid." Asura Taoist bowed his head slightly, as if the real killing intent was hidden in his eyes. With a hoarse smile, he said, "But... isn't there still you?"
"And ah... the kid is even more afraid, and he doesn't even know that he is being tricked by others. He made a stepping stone for no reason. This kind of thing has been done a thousand years ago by the kid..."
"Okay." Qin Ye nodded before he finished speaking. readily accepted down.
In this case, too much to say.
Taoist Shura bowed his hands deeply: "Back to Shangguan, there are several moments in a year that can weaken the restrictions of yin and yang. Those so-called yin and yang eyes in the yang world and the night of returning to the soul mostly occur during these times. The three major ghost festivals are yin and yang. When the handover is the weakest, even children can see the so-called unclean things at that time. And the night of the full moon every month is also the time when the yin is the heaviest."
"He knows that he wants to walk in the underworld as a mortal, and he can only do it when the gate of hell is open."
He raised his head and tried to smile, but it only gave people a ferocious feeling: "Then, the little devil is here to visit during the Mid-Yuan Festival. It's just that you have two visitors here from returning to Yang, and it will be convenient to lead the way at that time."
"Whatever." Qin Ye's figure gradually turned into a cloudy wind and disappeared: "This official has no time to pick you up."
"Respectfully send your lord." The gloomy wind gradually drifted away, and Daoist Asura fell to the ground. It wasn't until a minute later that he quietly raised his head.
"Fifteen days left..." His tongue stuck out like a snake, and he licked his lips: "If you really hide from the sky, just fifteen days, you won't be able to prepare it no matter how hard you prepare."
"I am really shocked that you can defeat Shanhaiguan, but... do you have the strength to control it? Don't think I can't see it... After all, I was also the Prime Minister of Song Dynasty before I died..."
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"Damn it!" Qin Ye flew across the air at almost the speed of sound, his face was no longer calm, only incomparable irritability.
What went wrong
Reviewing the meeting over and over again, he still couldn't find the problem. But it doesn't matter. Anyone can make mistakes in such a sudden meeting. For example, Taoist Shura made a mistake from the beginning, but in the end, it made the other party come back to his senses.
Anger is not enough, he is neither omniscient nor omnipotent, at most he is unwilling.
It is clear that things that come naturally are full of ramifications, and no one will be reconciled.
The gust of wind swept past his ears, and his eyes looked straight ahead, a little divergent, and the layers of black clouds split like waves, blowing his clothes and dancing wildly. After ten minutes of flying, he simply stopped.
"Qin Qi is the prime minister of the Southern Song Dynasty, and the rotten boat still has three pounds of nails. He doesn't say that he can see it clearly, but as long as he walks around Pengqiu and asks, he will clearly understand the current situation of the power outside the house. The key is that I can't refuse. !"
China has more than one Taoist master.
Dong Zhuo, the beast Taoist master in the west, was holding other fragments of Yan Luoyin in his hand.
If they knew the real state of the underworld and listened carefully, they would definitely not dare to move, but... Qin Ye was afraid that they would run away!
Run with the jade seal!
Now the Shaking Hall can't be used, just waiting for the complete Yan Luoyin, this run... Once you surrender to a top underworld again, the consequences will be disastrous!
"This time is different from the past... Why am I not afraid of the Taoist master? I'm actually afraid of them running away?" He stroked his hair irritably, he let out a long sigh of relief, and murmured, "But luckily, the underworld is already making preparations. Disappointment is not scary, what is scary is that there is no hope. This Mid-Yuan Festival coincides with the time when the local government promulgated the currency system and held the Mid-Yuan Grand Ceremony."
Before he finished speaking, he himself paused.
Why is it the Chinese New Year's Day again
It seems that too many things have been entangled in this day recently, currency issuance, Zhongyuan ceremony, stimulating the market, and now with the presence of the Taoist...
At this moment, he felt a sudden tightness in his chest.
"This is?" He took out the shard of Yan Luoyin from his clothes in surprise. It was the same as last time, still emitting light, and different pictures appeared on all sides of the shard.
This time he had experience, staring at one aspect and completely ignoring the others.
The picture is blurry, but he sees clearly... There is him!
As if beside a ruin, not only him, but also...
"Mo Changhao?" Raising his eyebrows, he almost got close to his eyes and carefully identified: "He... shot at me? What the hell is going on?"
On the screen, Mo Changhao was talking to the side. However, in the next second, he didn't have any reaction time at all. He shot from a very strange angle, facing Qin Ye's heart.
Sand... Immediately afterwards, all the pictures were blurred and vanished.
Rubbing Yan Luoyin in his hand for a long time, he frowned and put it back into his pocket: "There is no time and no specific content, this is... a omen? But no matter what, he will not be able to make it before the Mid-Autumn Festival. Just meet him."
Taking his mind back, his brows furrowed even tighter.
"Continuing with the previous thoughts... Although the insufficiency of the underworld will definitely be hidden from the eyes of Taoist Asura, but as long as he is clear, the inner government can definitely take them down in ten years, and he also dare not make mistakes."
"Then... The specifications of the ceremony have to be raised a little more. This is not the gaze of a monarch, but the spokesperson for the three largest reactionary forces in China... As long as they can't make waves, the unification of China will only be twenty or thirty. Years. The difficulty is only to get through the underworld!"
After clearing his mind, he finally calmed down. It turned into a yin wind and continued to fly towards Wuyang City.
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Swipe... At the same time, in the Netherworld, where I listened to, the figure lying on the ground like a sculpture, suddenly opened his eyes.
Right in front of him, fate turned again.
"Huh?" Tingting frowned: "It's already six o'clock in the morning, and it's only now turning... Why?"
Moreover, this time the rotation was extremely difficult. With each stroke of its outline, the golden lotus of merit blooms in the void, and the golden trails spread with the air. Like a movement visible to the naked eye.
Gorgeous.
At the same time, a circle of ripples appeared. Maybe others can't understand it, but listening to the truth immediately understands it.
"This is... avoiding something?" It had become completely dignified, staring at fate, and suddenly realized after a few minutes.
"The shard of Yan Luoyin feels it..." It stretched out its tongue and licked its thorny lips, and was actually a little excited: "In the underworld, nothing can escape the grasp of Yan Luoyin. However, now it's just fragments. .I guess... it gave Qin Yanwang a warning?"
"But even if it's a warning, it shouldn't be complete. Destiny is the supreme artifact after the three major artifacts. It is no less than Sanshengshi, Mengpotang. It is impossible for a piece of debris to completely stop destiny..."
"Everything... will be staged according to the script... Come, let me see, whose name is this time?"
Fourteenth day.
Lee Jung-sook's name was extended a bit again. In addition, there is a completely unseen name.
"Yu Changle?" Ting Ting thought about it carefully and shook his head: "I have never heard of it... I don't know if it is a human or a ghost, but it doesn't matter, it is written by fate and will definitely become an important part of this story... "
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"You... what are you trying to do?!" Jin Zaihuan screamed, pulling the quilt to cover his body, but he couldn't cover his white fat. But the woman beside her was completely covered, leaving only her hair full of blue silk.
He's pretty sure it's his rental.
He rented a seaside villa in Canglan City. He had to say that although Samsung could not be the master, they never suffered financial losses, even more than before.
However, human beings are never satisfied.
This is a good thing and a bad thing.
However, now in his rented room, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a group of bodyguards in black rushed in, ignoring his screams, and surrounded the house.
"It's me." At this moment, a woman's voice came from outside the door. Jin Zaihuan swallowed all the screams in his stomach.
Lee Jung Sook.
The real king of Samsung.
He couldn't help looking at his phone, it was 5:20 in the morning.
Li Zhenshu was wearing a black women's slim-fit suit and walked in without anyone else. The high heels squeaked on the floor where the needle fell instantly. As soon as she walked in, a bodyguard pushed the chair next to her, just in time to catch her sitting body.
"Have you had a good time." Li Zhenshu smiled and sat down, lit a lady's cigarette, and let out a faint puff of blue-blue smoke: "Why do you always like to die?"
When she spoke, she waved her hand, and all the bodyguards immediately bowed and walked out in unison.
"What are you waiting for?" She closed her eyes and leaned back on the soft chair. said lightly.
Jin Zaihuan didn't understand what she meant for a while, and said blankly, "You mean..."
Li Zhenshu's rose-red nails tapped on the armrest lightly: "Let the person in your bed go out. I have something to talk to you about."
Jin Zaihuan swallowed. In front of this woman, he always felt like he was being seen through. Shaking his lips, he turned his head and said to the person under the quilt, "Why don't you get out?"
"I… "
"Immediately! No one will look at you!"
"Yes..." A woman clutched her chest, lowered her head, and immediately jumped up from the bed. Li Zhenshu glanced at it without any emotion: "At least let others put on the quilt."
Jin Zaihuan threw the sheet over in annoyance, the woman put it on in a panic, and rushed out the door immediately.
The house fell silent.
Jin Zaihuan huddled under the quilt subconsciously, and Li Zhenshu smiled: "Don't worry, I'm not that hungry either. On the contrary, I'm very picky."
"What's the matter with you?" Jin Zaihuan gritted his teeth.
Li Zhenshu put out the cigarette lightly. Looking at the window outside, he suddenly said, "Do you know... what time is it now?"
"Five o'clock in the morning." Jin Zaihuan breathed a sigh of relief and sneered: "It's really hard for you, and I know it's five in the morning."
As if she didn't hear it, Li Zhenshu said indifferently, "Wrong."
"It's called... the moment of the devil."
"At the moment of dusk, all Specter will wake up. At this moment in the morning, most of them have already fallen asleep." She turned her head and looked at Jin Zaihuan coldly: "Tell me the process of your last ceremony, the equipment, immediately!"