Cyber Ghosts

Xiaohong looked at Haoning carefully, and smiled bitterly, "You don't have to be like this, so afraid to break up with me?-This person, probably the 1.5 billion laborers who cultivated the Summer Palace?"

"1.5 billion workers? Isn't this just one person? Is this a labor representative?" Ho Ning saw that the man didn't seem to see both himself and Xiaohong. His angry eyes only looked at the inside of Cining Palace, so he pulled the small one Red walked behind the man and saw a note attached to the person's clothes, "1.5 billion people."

"Uh ..." Ho Ning froze, wondering, "1.5 billion people are posted on his back, is that 1.5 billion people?"

"Oh, get it, this Zhou Yuan is too ghost!" Xiao Hong understood at a glance, and was happy. "It may be because the mana is not enough. Zhou Yuan's spell automatically borrowed from the special skills of making movies. It seems that there are several scenes. Ten thousand people are actually copied many times by one person, so that the most cost-effective and of course the most mana-saving. So the imaginary person looks like 1.5 billion laborers, actually this one. "

"It turns out that this is the only way for Zhou Yuan, the **** of the Internet circle, to have this kind of speculation and trickery," Hao Ning smiled. "It's just not surprising that the old lady is the same as the 1.5 billion workers?" "

"The old lady's servants all look exactly the same," Xiao Hong smiled, "Have she said anything?"

As he was saying, the old lady was trembling and helped out by Zhou Yuan. Haoning pointed at Zhou Yuan and said, "How come you came out! Are you out? Are you going out soon!"

It seemed that Zhou Yuan couldn't hear it, but he looked at the people in front of him so scared that he couldn't speak. Looking at Zhou Yuan's eyes, it seemed that he really saw 1.5 billion people in front of him.

"Don't call it," Xiaohong took Haoning's hand back, because he was about to touch the edge of Fulu's aperture, "This should be the original fake Zhou Yuan, the real Zhou Yuan went out, of course, fake Zhou Yuan It appeared. We are now in two space-time with them. They ca n’t see us. Let ’s just watch the changes and watch the drama. ”

"Repay my hard-earned money, pay me 100 million hard-earned money!" The man shouted holding a banner, saying yes, actually the banner floated in the air by himself, the man just made a gesture of raising his hand upward. The two men also looked at the banner curiously. What's interesting is that the red banner scrolled like an electronic display board: the central government's three orders and five applications are not allowed to owe wages to migrant workers, but we still haven't received the wages, and the profiteers don't pay it! No virtue and no faith, Yuanmingyuan does not owe money! Richest scum! Axioms still exist, we only make money for our hard-earned money! It's not a matter of reason, boss Zhou Yuan has done all the evil things, and the whole family must not die well ...

Hao Ningzai carefully stared at the number of words on the banner, almost 800 words. What he knew was the banner, but what he didn't know was the composition of the college entrance examination.

"I'm going, how can the words on this cloth scroll? What new technology?" Ho Ning looked at something dazzled. "And how can there be such a long banner? Can't you see it?"

"Isn't this imagination?" Xiaohong said with a smile. "You think about it. Imagine 1.5 billion people. How many words to say? You see the words on such a short banner scrolling. Zhou Yuan looked at it, it was hundreds of meters long banner! "

"Hahaha, hundreds of meters of banners!" Ho Ning looked at this square and altogether Zhou Yuan, the old lady and the beggar alone, but performed the momentum of more than one billion people, said with a smile, "The three My personal acting skills can be enchanted! I must make a joke about Zhou Yuan when I go out! "

Saying that Zhou Yuan's head was slowly turning from left to right, and his eyes seemed to be looking at a long banner, and he was pointing with his finger while looking at it, as if afraid of reading a typo, waiting to see the last sentence "The whole family is not good When he died, he rolled his eyes, fell to the ground, and died.

The old lady rolled her eyes when she saw her son was dead.

Deadly.

"Is this dead?" Ho Ning looked at them so plainly, dumbfounded, "This psychological quality is too ridiculous!"

"It was scared to death by 1.5 billion people!" Xiaohong said with a sneer. "Then again, without good psychological quality, what is the richest man in the country!"

"It can be seen that don't default on the wages of migrant workers ..." Hao Ning came up with such a sentence, "Everyone is not easy."

"I'll say this when you're on board," Xiao Hong pointed to the sky. "Come!"

I saw that the whole sky suddenly turned black, and all the surrounding scenes disappeared. The surroundings were dark except for Haoning and Xiaohong in the aperture.

"What's the matter?" Haoning grabbed Xiaohong's hand nervously.

"People are dead, of course the imagination is gone," Xiao Hong seemed to be looking for something. Seeing that there were two lights floating in front, he hurriedly shouted, "It's them, the soul of Zhou Yuan's parents."

With a wave of hands, the two lights floated over, and Xiaohong quickly took out a jade Guanyin and put the light in.

At this time, the entire iris took two people to continue to shuttle, as if to shuttle through the endless space, but the iris was too small, and the two were particularly crowded inside, and several times they both met their heads.

"I'm going, what can I do!" Ho Ning rubbed his head and felt pain, and he was immediately attracted by the outside scene. "This scene is very interesting, just like I passed it into the world of Gods."

"Of course, are they traveling between the two realms, quite differently-" Speaking of this, Xiao Hong slapped his head, "Oh, I'm stupid, I'm stupid! I didn't expect it to be so simple!"

"What's wrong?" Haoning looked at Xiaohong a little strangely, and they turned around and bumped into each other.

"This circle is too small, you have no mana, so there will be problems after leaving," Xiao Hong said excitedly, "but I have mana!"

"Nonsense!" Haoning disagreed, "otherwise how did we come in! Say something, I don't know if it's done?"

"Don't worry, let me finish talking," Xiaohong continued. "Then I can't fly into your eyebrows and fit with you just like when you last entered the world of God-spelling—"

"Would you like to change a word?" Haoning was disgusted. "For example-in my Niwanu Palace."

"Your mud pill palace looks like paste ..." Xiaohong said to herself suddenly saw Hooning staring at him, and said quickly, "Yes, fly into your mud pill palace, so you don't Is it equivalent to mana? And you are not crowded by this aperture, and you are not afraid to leave me and enter the chaos of time and space? "

"It makes sense!" Ho Ning shouted at the thigh, and then frowned at something. "But I don't know what to do to make him Zhou Yuan's parents reincarnate."

"With me, I will tell you!" Xiaohong said with a smile, "You will just follow the instructions I gave you! Then it's done!"

After Xiao Hong finished speaking, he turned into a red light and flew into Haoning's eyebrows. Sure enough, a voice came out: "Oh, Brother Haoning, how is your brow like a garbage dump, with iron rods and Uncle Sun's hair!"

"You think I want to!" Hao Ning smiled bitterly, "They flew in by themselves, yes, can you help me out? Especially the gold hoop, I gave it back to Zhou Yuan to save him from nagging every day. "

"Of course not, this is your cause and effect," Xiaohong's voice came out, and Haoning felt that he was a schizophrenic patient, and he spoke to the voice in his own brain, "I can only take things that have cause and effect with me. , Can't help you! "

As soon as he saw the light, Ho Ning saw a group of people standing in line in front of him. There was a long line of fog, and there was a mist. The front of the team was unclear and the surroundings were more unclear. Ho Ning said excitedly: "The front is what Bridge? These are queued up to drink Meng Po soup, and then ready to be reborn? "

"It should be!" Xiao Hong's voice came out.

"But this team is too long!" Ho Ning chuckled, looking at the long line before him, I don't know how long to wait.

"Hey, this is not easy!" Xiaohong smiled, "Walking!"

I saw a ball of red light enveloping Haoning. I flew up at once. I didn't know how far I was flying forward. I finally saw a big sign in front of it, with four big words on it: "How can I mourn tea"

The red light disappeared, and Haoning stood first.

"Why are you like this ghost!" One of the souls behind cried out, "Why do you still have a stopper? Isn't it good to line up? So hurry to reincarnate!"

"Yeah." Ho Ning replied rightfully. "Aren't you too? What are you doing here without giving birth? Just to drink mourning tea?"

"Uh ..." The soul found out that it was wrong, and suddenly shouted, "You don't care, everyone is waiting in line, can they stop?"

"Noisy noisy, noisy noisy!" A voice came out behind him, Ho Ning looked back, a "ghost" dressed like a waiter, with a mask on his face, with two words written on the mask: "Meng Mother-in-law ". But the voice was a male voice, "Who said they were Gasser? I don't think so!"

"Well?" Meng Po still helped herself? Ho Ning is a bit strange, since someone helps himself, he will not speak.

"What kind of flavor do you want?" Said the male Mengpo. "Domineering Litchi or Mocha?"

"Hah?" Ho Ning looked up and looked at ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and found that there was a line of small characters under the mourning tea, "Meng Po soup seasoning, quality assurance."

Dare to love Meng Po Tang is such a funeral tea! Haoning was happy, and this place really kept pace with the times. No wonder there was such a long line. This is not ... Honing no longer thinks about it here: "I want lemon fruit tea-two cups."

"Oh, I need so many cups at once? How many bad things have I done in my life, and I am afraid that I will not forget it?" The male Mengpo quipped, "Done, a total of 200 million."

"What? Two hundred million?" Ho Ning froze, "What is two hundred million?"

"Money?" The male Meng Po was impatient. "Hurry up, the people behind are still waiting!"

"Drink Meng Po soup for more money?" Haoning didn't know what to say for a while? "Then--" they pointed to the ghost behind, "They all have to pay 200 million?"

"They are free. But I can't help if you don't have to wait in line, or you can drink for free if you go in line," said Meng Meng. "Either when the coin player drinks directly, or if you sit there and watch the advertisement, I'll count it. For two hundred million dollars, it will be almost 5,000 hours. "

When Ho Ning turned his head, it turned out that several people looked at the advertisement on a large screen, and then looked at that screen, and played the person whose tongue was pulled out. The scene was terrible, and then a voice appeared: tongue hell, the best liar Partner.

"Ah, I can't stand it!" A "person" stood up and shouted, "I want to line up, I don't want to see this ad anymore!"

"Wonderful thinking!" The male Mengpo didn't know what was pressed, and the "person" sat back into the position, continued silently, tremblingly watching the advertisement, and then looking at the six characters on the screen: cut Welcome to intestinal hell.

"Punch!" Another person fell to the ground.