Lazy God Possession

"General Nan? General Nan?" Wei Wei whispered to him a few times before Nan Ming responded. "The village secretary is here. Hey,"

The tinnitus finally disappeared, and the sounds came around, and the uncles and uncles who were basking in the sun pointed and whispered, and Nanming murmured something like "gold ingot".

"I didn't expect the old sister-in-law's family to actually bury gold ingots ..." The village secretary was also gossiping next to it. "I heard my grandfather said that the old sister-in-law's ancestor was a big family, and then it was ruined ..."

"What's going on?" Nan Ming asked with a frown without any interest in the so-called ancestral treasure, "speak!"

His patience has been consumed to the limit.

The village secretary swallowed his mouth, looked at the dozen or so guys standing next to him, and then looked at the series of cars that blocked the whole street, saying, "It's not the **** in Nanming!"

Hearing the village party secretary scolding people, the security guards of the lazy gods next to him almost started to stab people, but fortunately, Nanming raised his hand to stop them.

Suddenly I felt like I was about to kill someone, and the village secretary didn't know what was happening. I was a little puzzled and scared to say.

After repeated questioning by Nan Ming, he said the matter in a few sentences.

After listening to everything, Nan Ming's anger almost turned into substance.

Just for a bar of gold? This beast digs down the old house where the old man has lived all his life, and throws the old man in this ice and snow and waits to die?

This beast! brute!

Lazy God, lazy God, you bastard, I warned you!

If you want to lie to anyone, you can even lie to me, but absolutely, you can't lie to the elderly anymore. Otherwise, I will kill the **** myself!

He took a few breaths, restraining the rising anger in his heart, and before he could do anything, he must settle the old man.

He wrote to the village secretary: "I want to buy you a place."

"Buy a place? What do you do?" The village secretary stunned, and their land was worthless. But it is not appropriate to just sell it to others.

"Build a house for the elderly." Nanming Road.

"Building a house?" The village secretary said suddenly, "You don't need to buy it. In fact, the old sister-in-law has three homesteads. It's on the east side of the village. The old sister-in-law has reserved for grandsons to marry and build houses."

"Take us." Nan Ming glanced at the desperate old man again.

Poor parents.

"Hey, hey, go this way." The village secretary quickly led the way.

...

"Haha. This is really gold." Liar Nan Ming took a bite of gold, then wiped it with his sleeve again, looking at the tooth marks on it, and couldn't help laughing.

Said to be gold ingot, it is actually just a piece of gold. It is not exactly like ingot. There are still some unknown words on it. I don't know who made it. Carry it by hand, at least a pound.

Even if it is calculated according to the price of investment funds. That's more than 100,000 yuan.

"I didn't expect this old thing to be so rich! It even made me live so many years of hardship!" Liar Nan Ming recalled her life back then and started gritting her teeth again.

One hundred thousand dollars. Before he cheated Xiong Ankang, he had never seen so much money. If he was young, he would take out this piece of gold. He must be able to live like an emperor.

For the liar Nan Ming, he deceives people naturally, and others owe him, including his grandmother.

When the gold ingot was dug, the old man's house was dug down. The liar Nan Ming was afraid of trouble and heard the old man's crying, and fled here to temporarily settle down.

This is a dilapidated building behind the village. It used to be the village's primary school, but it was abandoned after a company helped build a new primary school.

The building was built between several villages. It was not in front of the village but behind the store. Now when the farm is idle, the road is difficult to walk, and even wild dogs are too lazy to come.

In fact, he has heard rumors about Jin Yuanbao. He has always thought that this is a legend. Even if they are such a small place in the small landlord, do they still have food left at home?

It was just now that he knew from his grandmother's mouth that it turned out that their ancestors were once the gatekeepers. Only later did they commit a crime and hid in their old home and nested in the old forest in the mountains.

"Lazy God, fraudulent authority is too great!" Liar Nan Ming wiped the gold clean, put it in his pocket, and said excitedly, "I'm going to deceive more people now!"

Lazy God didn't answer him, there was silence all around.

"Lazy God?" Without a response from Lazy God, the liar Nan Ming was a little puzzled, and said, "Lazy God, are you there?"

He asked several times before he heard the lazy voice: "You shouldn't do this!"

"What?" Liar Nan Ming was a little puzzled and shouldn't do anything.

"You shouldn't lie to your grandma's gold!" There seemed to be irresistible anger in the voice of Lazy God, "I warned you just now!"

It's a pity that Lazy God just resides here. Unless he uses his assassination authority to kill his own host, he can only be a bystander and cannot interfere with anything.

"That old immortal thing, you lied to it. What's so great about it?" Liar Nan Ming took out the gold again, weighed it, and sneered.

"I warned you, you can lie to anyone, but you must not lie to your grandma!" Lazy God roared.

"Are there any differences?" Liar Nan Ming sneered, lied, who wasn't lied? Acquaintances are more likely to succeed!

"It doesn't matter anymore." Lazy Shinto, he was too lazy to say anything.

The liar Nan Ming didn't know what he had angered.

And what kind of anger he will face next.

Yinanming's sense of justice burst into the air, and he opened his eyes and closed his eyes to the liar Nanming.

However, after Nanming gave a clear warning, the liar Nanming dared to deceive his grandmother. The lazy **** seemed to see Nanming anger and rush to the crown, and the liar Nanming died without a burial place.

...

It was getting dark, and the sun was going down. The old man in the village who was basking in the sun still refused to leave. Today from noon, he has seen several people asking for directions. When asked for directions, at least one cigarette was handed in, and there was no shortage of good cigarettes. There was even a tall Yanma with a tall figure who walked to make people feel fascinated, and threw a box of foreign cigarettes at hand.

Although this foreign cigarette is not easy to smoke, it is not as good as his big dry tobacco bag, but there is an arrogant aroma on it, which makes the professional sunbathing for 30 years. My heart moved for a while.

These people all ask one person-Nanming.

The old man pointed them the direction of the liar Nan Mingjia, and then waited for the next group of people.

As he showed the way, he felt in his heart how much debt the liar Nan Ming owed. This one came one by one, digging the house of the old sister-in-law's house and dividing it into lumps!

Now the sky is a little darker, the temperature is starting to drop, and the old thick padded jacket is a bit unstoppable. As I was wondering whether to leave or not, a small car stopped and there were seven or eight vehicles.

In the car in front, a man came down and ran over to ask, "Fellow man, do you have a man named Nanming here?"

The old squint rolled and pretended not to hear.

The man took out a crumpled half pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed them over. The old man pointed out the location. The man quickly took a small step to the middle of the car, bowed his head and said, "The magistrate. The fellow said, there is indeed a man named Nanming here, and many people came to him today."

County Magistrate Chen and Lao Liang looked at each other and saw the delight in each other's eyes.

However, this Nanming is really Nan. Or liar Nan Ming?

"Tell comrades to stop being impulsive and see the situation," said the county magistrate, taking a deep breath.

Finally found someone.

This group of people, in fact, chased from Jinshan County to Nanshan Town, some of them. It was the police who set off last night to track down the liar Nan Ming.

The other group was Chen Xian, the head of Nanshen Technology South, who was leaving for Nanjia Town at noon today.

The liar Nan Ming and his team absconded overnight. The roads here are not good. Most of the roads have no cameras at all, so although the police pursued them all the way, they chased in the wrong direction several times.

As a result, the two groups of people who tracked the true and false Nanming had come together. When the two teams met, the team was a bit spectacular.

Now, what exactly is going on here?

Which one is this? Is it true or false Monkey King?

What is the relationship between true and false Nanming?

What should I do after seeing it?

So although we have already chased here, we didn't let the police step forward to catch people. Instead, we discussed two sets of ritual soldiers at the village entrance.

According to Lao's instructions, a group of people approached the old house and saw the magnificent convoy.

In this world, every construction machine is dirty and muddy, but each of these construction machines is cleaned up, just like laboratory experimental equipment.

The side of most vehicles was created by He Qing and was designed by Wei Ke, a mechanical lotus flower.

On some small instruments, there will be a swirl of lazy technology, which means that these instruments are produced and provide technical support by lazy technology.

The county magistrate himself got out of the car and looked at it. When he wanted to get closer, he was politely blocked by several people.

The police came forward to question, and several people just waved their hands to express inconvenience.

"I don't know what's going on here, but the general manager Nan must be here to find relatives." The county chief Chen and others gathered together to discuss, he ran secretly to Linxian, and did not inform the people of Linxian At this time, it is also low-key and then low-key, otherwise Nanming, the investor, is afraid to be snatched by Linxian.

Now, they can't retrieve the files of this family, they can only guess.

"Anyway, find President Nan before talking." Lao Liang pointed at Song Changlong and said, "Anyway, Xiao Song has met President Nan and knows it, right?"

"Yeah!" The county magistrate nodded, and several policemen broke up to ask again. When these people asked He Qingchuang's staff, they were all trained and solemnly said that they had nothing to say.

The old man who was unwilling to leave in the sun to see the excitement was very enthusiastic, saying: "General Manager Nan? Which Southern Manager? Oh, Nan Ming, kid, when did he become Southern Manager? Well, I just saw him I went back to the village, presumably to the old school! "

The county magistrate immediately cut off: "It's useless to wait here anyway, leaving the two comrades here to guard and report what's happening. Let's go and see later."

Leaving a car, the others went straight to the direction of the so-called old school.

Zhang Qinghang walked around the house site on the east side of the village, and said, "The place is not big, but building a small two-story building with an elevator is enough for the elderly to live on their own. It's okay to bask in the sun. You don't need any complicated design. You can clean up the foundation in half an hour and build it in half an hour. "

Nan Ming nodded, expressing satisfaction. Several people from the village party secretary listened to each other.

At this moment, Nan Ming's phone rang. He picked it up and turned out to be Qing Zhongtang's phone, wondering: "How do you call me?"

"General Nan, are you still in Nanjiazhen now?" Qing Zhongtang was very anxious on the phone. "I just got news. Many members of the unknown organization are rushing to Nanjiazhen. It may be against you. Some of them People are desperate. They are very dangerous. Hurry up and find a safe place to hide. I'll rush over! "

Qing Zhongtang's voice was agitated. Anonymous organizations are an inseparable and inseparable organization of intelligence organizations in major countries. Now that East Asian administrators are vacant, in fact, the domestic government is jealous of this goal and fully supports a candidate to join the competition. In terms of qualifications and abilities, Qing Zhongtang was the most suitable and qualified to be the candidate. However, Qing Zhongtang now seems less obedient than before, and some people in the organization have produced him. Be wary, not even tell him the news.

"How?" Nan Ming said for a moment, his "empathy" and "dedication" authority is still in effect, and most of the pressure should be taken.

Why did these people run to Nanjiazhen to trouble him?

Is this one in a thousand chance?

Nan Ming felt a little strange, puzzled.

...

The iron door of the old school was closed tightly, and suddenly someone knocked on the door and shouted, "Mr. Nan, are you inside?"

A liar Nan Ming's companion glanced at the door and was shocked. He ran back and said, "Boss, it's not good, there's a note!"

These people are recidivists and have entered the palace several times. Even in casual clothes, they instinctively sense the identity of the other party.

"What are you afraid of? Don't panic! This is the chance to get rich!" The liar Nan Ming stepped out of the broken house and shook her head, quite general, "Look at me!"

The index finger of his hands was opposite to the thumb, forming a triangle, yellow fraudulent permissions emerged, and the liar Nan Ming coughed and said in a deep voice: "Let everyone think I am the boss of Lazy God Technology!"

The fraudulent authority between his palms seemed to swell as if it boiled ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and suddenly shrank to almost invisible.

A sense of emptiness, uploaded from the liar Nan Ming's body, it seems that this desire to cheat is really too great.

"Did you succeed? Lazy God?" Liar Nan Ming asked Lazy God.

"It's a success ..." Lazy God sighed. The liar Nanming's small authority cannot fight against Nanming's much stronger lazy authority. It has limited influence on people who know Nanming, but has nothing to do with Nanming For people, it is already effective enough.

But he never dreamed that the liar Nan Ming made such a wish, what is this? Hanging tricks to death?

Lazy God shook his head, no longer intending to care.

After getting the affirmation of the lazy god, the liar Nan Ming smiled.

This time, too much power was consumed, but everything was worth it.

From now on, in the eyes of everyone, he is the true president of Nan, regardless of whether it is money or status. (To be continued.) U