It's the hot season in July, and although it's still morning, you can feel the heat wave as soon as the sun shines on your body.

Li Mingyi walked on the sidewalk, holding a book in his hand and fanning it vigorously.

The book is a wire-bound book, and the pages have turned yellow. The title of the book is written in regular letters: "Qian's Xiao'er Fang", which seems to be a medical book, with a row of small characters on the title page, and a large seal with the words "School Book Lang Huang".

After walking nearly three kilometers to the city center and finding a small restaurant, Li Ming shoved the book into his arms and asked for a famous local donkey meat yellow noodles.

After the noodles came up, he picked out a chopstick and put it in his mouth, and Li Mingyi frowned involuntarily.

Forget it, let's eat together, just this one, twenty yuan will be gone.

Li Ming stuffed it into his mouth and thought: What should I do next?

The key is to earn enough money for the journey.

But in addition to one-hand medical skills, I can't do anything else.

The problem is, don't say that you don't have a medical qualification certificate, you don't even have an ID card, and the hospital definitely doesn't want yourself. Even if he is setting up a stall on the street, with this tender face, people will even wonder if he is an adult.

Again, this place is too close to the mountains, and if you don't know it, you will meet acquaintances, and if you don't get your identity exposed, you are likely to be arrested. So I can't stay for a long time, I can only find an emergency job for the time being.

If you can't eat by hand, you can only rely on strength.

Li Ming suddenly puffed up the muscles hidden under his clothes, and suddenly felt a sense of confidence in his heart.

Since he was a child, he has practiced martial arts to boil his body, and is known as the person with the greatest strength in the whole view, and he is not even a little stronger than ordinary people.

If it doesn't work, he will continue to move goods to the freight yard, and Li Mingyi secretly made up his mind.

Not only do people don't need ID cards, but their wages are all paid in cash, so they don't have to worry about not getting paid after a few days of work.

Having made up his mind, Li Ming finished pulling the noodles on the plate in three or two bites.

Looking at Li Mingyi, who walked out of the door of the restaurant, the waiter lowered his voice and said to the boss: "He looks so good, he is an actor, right?"

Shazhou has a unique geographical environment, and there are often crews to film.

"That hair doesn't look like it's fake, it should be a real Taoist. Said the well-informed boss.

"Then why do you still eat meat, it seems that you are also a flower priest!" the waiter pouted.

"What's all the fuss, didn't you watch the news, and there is a bald head in a monk's robe with a girl to open a room!" the boss said casually.

Li Ming, who had already gone out, moved his ears slightly, and said with contempt in his heart: I don't know! Master, I am cultivating Zhengyi, not only can I eat meat, but I can also find a wife. I'm afraid you won't understand it.

Although he didn't close his eyes all day and night, and carried the goods all night, Li Mingyi didn't feel the slightest sleepiness, except for the clothes on his body that were a little wrinkled and dirty, the whole person was still bright.

After leaving the restaurant, he returned the way he came, and walked in the direction of the West Efficiency Yard. It is the peak tourist season, and there are many pedestrians on the streets. Looking at his strange outfit and long black hair, passers-by all nodded and commented on him, and even curious people came to ask him if he was filming.

Li Ming pretended to be a cold face, and he would only speak when he met a girl to talk to him. But if you don't say three sentences, the prototype will be revealed, and the funny girl will laugh again and again.

The girl who was accosted was pulled away by her boyfriend or relatives and friends, and Li Ming didn't feel lost and walked unhurriedly.

There was a rush of footsteps behind him. Before he could turn around, a thin body hit her back.

"What's in the way!"

The voice was crisp and pleasant, Li Ming turned his head, and was almost startled: Are you the reincarnation of the White Bone Spirit?

It was too thin, except for the bigger breasts, Li Ming couldn't see where there was flesh on the girl in front of him, as if there was a layer of skin on the skeleton. is just like Lu Yu in "Lu Yu has an appointment".

And the skin is very white, and the white is a little harsh. Li Ming began to study medicine as soon as he could talk about pacifiers in his mouth, and he could see at a glance that the girl was weak and very weak.

If it seems to ordinary people, the girl is actually very beautiful, with an extreme bony beauty.

The waist-length long hair is simply tied in a ponytail, delicate facial features, towering breasts, a slender waist that is unbearable to hold, and a pair of hot pants are worn underneath, revealing straight and slender legs. Looking at the appearance, that is, in his early twenties.

"What do you see, I haven't seen a beautiful woman!" The girl rubbed her chest that might hurt, and said to Li Mingyi angrily: "Are you going to go?"

"Such a big road, your family has opened, I have never seen such a reasonable one!" Li Ming smiled evilly and said loudly. His eyes instantly turned on the ultraviolet mode, and he looked at the girl in front of him from head to toe unscrupulously.

In fact, he was an occupational disease offender, and he saw that the girl was sick at a glance, and he was a little curious.

As Li Mingyi's gaze swept over, her body seemed to be electrocuted, and the cold hairs on the girl's body stood up.

"Rascal!" said the girl hatefully. But to Li Mingyi's surprise, the girl didn't care anymore, but as if there was a dog behind her, she bypassed Li Mingyi in a panic and continued to run forward.

Glancing at the girl's thin back, Li Ming screamed twice and continued to walk forward.

After walking a few steps, a slight traffic accident occurred on the road, and Li Ming saw that it would be lively, and by the way, he glanced at the beautiful driver.

Just as he was feasting his eyes on the beautiful legs of the female driver, a delicate voice of "Humph!" came from his side. Li Mingyi raised his head and looked at the slightly familiar girl in front of him.

His hair was all coiled up and tied into a ball. The shirt and trousers were replaced by a floral dress, and a pair of large sunglasses were buttoned up on the face. Apparently the girl who hit him just now. If it weren't for the fact that he was as thin as a hemp stick, Li Mingyi wouldn't have recognized it.

Changing clothes so fast?

Li Ming glanced behind the girl, and behind her was a large shopping mall that was interlocking across the country.

It seems that he is really a rich man! Li Mingyi sighed.

Because the girl only had a leather bag in her hand, and she didn't see the bag with the clothes, there was only one result: the changed clothes were thrown away.

Meeting is fate.

Li Mingyi smiled at the girl.

The girl's heart skipped a beat, and a faint layer of pink instantly spread on her face.

Feeling that she was a little out of shape, the girl suddenly became a little annoyed and angry. Seeing Li Mingyi's heart-warming face, the ghost made a sigh of relief: "Dead sissy cannon!"

Li Ming was forced for a moment, and he didn't know where he had provoked her again. But when questioned about his sexual orientation, he will never be silent. raised his arms to reveal his strong pectoral muscles and biceps, and subconsciously straightened his hips.

"Stinky rascal, dead pervert!" The girl almost bit her silver teeth, and she wanted to smash her satchel directly into Li Mingyi's evil face.

But what she feared most now was attention and wasting time, so she suppressed her anger and swayed forward like a willow branch gently swaying in the wind.

"I can't stand it like this, what kind of girl do you learn?" Li Mingyi shook his head, clasped his arms in his hands, and his pace was still unhurried.