This is an anti-theft chapter ~ People who have not subscribed to more than 50% can only wait for 12 hours to wake up, and there is a feeling of dizziness, as if they are still in a dream.

After the voice of the system came to his mind again, Song Pengpeng really came to his senses.

Song Pengpeng's eyes, which were originally a little dazed, opened in an instant, and his eyes were full of clear light.

Yes, she's not a ghost anymore! she's in flesh now!

Song Pengpeng got up from the bed very quickly, and then walked towards the bathroom in the bedroom, and began to wash.

Because Song Pengpeng wanted to touch the body she possessed more clearly last night, she stayed up late last night before going to bed.

As a result, Song Pengpeng in the mirror today, her face is even more sallow and ugly, and the dark circles and fine lines under her eyes are also deeper.

Song Pengpeng learned the usual actions of women brushing their teeth and washing their faces, and after cleaning up themselves, she had time to take care of the system.

"Hehe, then you still sent me this task, do you sincerely want me to fail the task? ”

Listening to Song Pengpeng's sneer, the system immediately coaxed down.

"Hmph~!" Song Pengpeng snorted coldly, and didn't pay attention to the system, but walked to the cloakroom next to the bathroom.

Pushing open the sliding door of the cloakroom, Song Pengpeng was expressionless and picked out clothes in the cloakroom with many clothes and shoes.

Hehe! She's so happy!

Looking at the exposed and gorgeous clothes in the cloakroom, the green tendons in Song Pengpeng's head suddenly burst out.

Can you have a few normal clothes?

Song Pengpeng looked at the clothes that either exposed the navel or thighs, or the breasts, and almost didn't tear all these clothes!

Fortunately, just when Song Pengpeng was about to explode as she watched the exposed clothes, she finally found some clothes that could still be worn in the dusty box at the bottom of the cabinet.

After Song Pengpeng put the clothes that were finally turned out on his body, he was complained by the system before he had time to look in the mirror.

It's no wonder that Song Pengpeng was ridiculed by the system, but because the clothes on Song Pengpeng's body at this time are really ......

Listening to the sound of the system laughing in his head, Song Pengpeng rolled his eyes lightly.

She walked over to the full-length mirror in the cloakroom and looked at herself in the mirror.

The bright red long-sleeved shirt and green wide-legged pants are not too old-fashioned clothes if you look at them alone.

It's just that at this time, Song Pengpeng was so matched together, and after wearing it on his body, it inexplicably made people feel very old-fashioned.

Of course, at this time, Song Pengpeng's face without makeup is too vicissitudes, and there is some responsibility.

"Hmph, compared to those clothes, I think this dress is excellent. Song Peng snorted coldly, obviously not taking the system's ridicule of her to heart.

She was originally a saltless woman in ancient times, and she didn't say much about her appearance and dress.

Therefore, she didn't have any idea about her dress.

So, in the end, after Song Pengpeng wrapped himself tightly, he wore a hat and sunglasses, dressed like a psychopath, left the apartment building, and moved towards a place specializing in selling Chinese herbal medicines with a clear goal.

Although Song Pengpeng is not familiar with life in this place, fortunately, there is such a thing as a taxi in this era.

So even if Song Pengpeng didn't know where those places were, after following the taxi driver's explanation, the taxi driver would take her to her destination.

But the only downside is that she has to pay a lot of taxi fares.

Looking at the people coming and going, the streets full of ancient flavor, Song Pengpeng's mood relaxed without feeling it.

As she walked, Song Pengpeng saw a pharmacy written in traditional Chinese and walked over.

Although the door number and exterior decoration of this store are quite antique, once you enter the pharmacy, the interior decoration is still full of modern flavor.

"This young lady, do you need anything......?

Song Pengpeng walked to the counter, and before the pharmacy staff standing at the counter could finish saying hello, Song Pengpeng interrupted the words of the woman in the white coat.

"Grab the medicine. ”

After running to several stores, Song Pengpeng bought all the medicinal materials she needed. However, if you want to say that you have to buy all of them, you actually haven't bought them all, and there are many flavored herbs that are not available in these pharmacies at all.

Therefore, Song Pengpeng can only find some medicinal materials with similar efficacy to replace, but the pharmacy that makes it will still have a big discount in the end.

But fortunately, the ethereal school's method of maintaining and rejuvenating the face has never relied on medicine, but more often than not, it is the internal strength of the sect. Drugs only play some auxiliary roles.

After almost grasping all the required Chinese herbs, the 10,000 yuan in Song Pengpeng's hand had already been used.

Don't look at it, it's just some Chinese herbal medicines, but among these Chinese herbs that Song Pengpeng bought, there are many very precious medicinal materials.

So after buying these Chinese herbal medicines, Song Pengpeng is really going to 'go bankrupt', and the original body is originally a person who spends as much as he wants, so there is not much savings left for Song Pengpeng. So as soon as Song Pengpeng bought this medicinal material, there was no balance in the bank card.

Song Pengpeng, who was carrying a lot of bags of Chinese herbs in his hand, listened to the system's words and suddenly frowned.

It's just that before Song Pengpeng could think about it, he saw a commotion in front of him, which attracted Song Pengpeng's attention.

"Oh! I heard that an old man inside fainted!"

"Really, why don't you call an ambulance?"

"I heard that it seems to be a porcelain ......"

"In this year, who would dare to help the elderly. Even if you call an ambulance, you might get into trouble!"

"Isn't it......"

Song Pengpeng listened to the words from the crowd, her brows furrowed slightly, she wanted to walk away, but who knew that she was squeezed into the innermost part by the increasing number of onlookers.

On the innermost ground, surrounded by the crowd, there was indeed an old man lying on it.

This old man was wearing a washed and somewhat whitish cyan Tang suit, although it was washed and some faded, but Song Pengpeng could still see that the fabric of this cloth was a very precious silk, and the embroidery skills on this Tang suit were by no means something that ordinary people could embroider.

Of course, the most important thing is that Song Pengpeng can see that this old man is not pretending to be unconscious, but really fainting!

And listening to the old man's shallow breathing, if he is not treated as soon as possible, it is estimated that he will really die.

Thinking so, the corners of Song Pengpeng's mouth twitched slightly, and he strode towards the old man who had fainted on the ground.

"Oh! This woman is so stupid!"

"Oh my God! This woman is really bold! She dares to take care of this kind of thing!"

When the onlookers saw Song Pengpeng walking towards the old man, they immediately boiled.

At this time, someone finally dared to call an ambulance.

There were even many people who picked up their mobile phones and filmed Song Pengpeng.

Heh, can't you see the system, he's really about to die?

This old man is wearing good clothes, maybe he can save him, and he can be paid for it. After all, I'm short of money right now!

Song Pengpeng squatted on the ground, put the Chinese herbs in her hand aside, and quickly grabbed the old man's wrist and probed the old man's pulse.

(Tianjin)