Chapter 32: Hell's Mistakes
Lan Juexuan frowned, took out a mobile phone, and was about to cut it off, but after seeing the name of the caller, he quickly stopped his action. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"I'll answer an urgent call first." Standing up, Lan Juexuan nodded at the few people present and said.
Several old men saw Lan Juexuan, and when his figure disappeared around the corner, he turned sideways, looked at each other and shook his head gently.
"Kiki, how are you doing?" As soon as he came out of a remote corner of the house, Lan Juexuan's face was like a sinking water, and he immediately smiled, and asked cordially when he answered the phone.
"Grandpa Lan, I'm fine. I've just found a good thing, I'll send it to you right away, and you'll have to go up and see it yourself. ā
Lan Juexuan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he was about to ask what it was, but the other party hung up the phone decisively.
"This girl." Lan Juexuan's face showed a look of smuggleness, and he muttered in his mouth.
There are not many people who dare to hang up on him like this in Kyoto, let alone in the province, but Luo Qiqi is one.
Lan Juexuan shook his head helplessly and skillfully clicked the message.
āWWW.ļæ„000ļæ„.COM; Ghost Forum"
"A site called the Ghost Forum?"
Lan Juexuan laughed lightly and said to himself, "Judging from this name alone, it should have a little meaning. Well, I'll go up and have a look later. ā
Put your phone in your pocket, turn around and walk back and forth. As soon as he came out of the corner, a middle-aged man walked in front of him and said in a low voice, "Qi Lao, they have already left on their own." ā
Lan Juexuan frowned, his footsteps slowly stopped, and he sighed deeply, his face full of loss.
"Alas! It seems that this time the proposal could not be adopted. It seems that everyone has no faith in the rise of the barbarian witches. ā
Looking at the door on the opposite side blankly, Lan Juexuan came back to his senses for a long time, sighed softly, and said, "Forget it, I'll still go to the things sent by Qiqi." ā
The middle-aged man stood in place, watching the hurried figure disappear into the hallway.
"It seems that the little lady has brought something new to Lan Lao again." A smile suddenly appeared on the middle-aged man's worried face, and he said softly, "At this age, at this status, only he can accept them so easily." ā
Yi Ping appeared in a valley filled with the smell of sulfur at this time, and yelled at the sky, "Bastard! It's too cheating, can this be a human habit? ā
In the novels of the previous life, the person with the aura of the protagonist, which space is not full of aura, which makes people feel refreshed, and the level of cultivation is rushing upward?
Even if there is no such condition, it is also a matter of time flow, ten to one or one hundred to one, staying in it for a year, and only one day outside......
However, the space that Yi Ping got was purgatory-like, with pungent and unpleasant gases wafting everywhere, and from time to time, fist-sized fireballs fell from the sky, smashing on the ground with a "bang", setting off puffs of choking dust.
As soon as Yi Ping entered, he didn't have time to open his eyes before he was almost hit by a fireball with a thick bowl mouth.
His hair stood on end in fright, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his whole body was suddenly cold as if he had fallen into an ice kiln.
This space is big enough, you can't see the edge at a glance, I don't know how much area there is.
However, fireballs were flying all over the sky, and thick smoke was billowing everywhere, and even the wind was like water vapor on a hot pot, so hot that even people did not dare to breathe.
Yi Ping's feet touched the ground for less than three seconds, and he was choked by the smell of smoke, tears and snot flowed together, and the sweat oozing out of his pores quickly soaked his clothes.
He endured the discomfort of his whole body, scolded and fled in a hurry.
"Whew-"
When Yi Ping returned to the dormitory, his whole body was filled with a strong smell of burning, as if he had just come out of the oven.
"Ma's, you're fooled." Yi Ping gasped for breath and raised his hand to crack the dust on his body.
Later, he simply took off his clothes and swept his eyes, and found that there were four or five large blackened holes burned on it.
Then I carefully checked my body, there were seven or eight places that were burned red, I didn't see it, but after seeing it, I felt that my whole body was hot and very uncomfortable.
"Fortunately, I saw the opportunity quickly, otherwise I would ......"
Yi Ping threw his clothes on the ground, stomped hard a few times, and then leaned back in his chair, panting, staring fiercely at the little skeletons on the computer screen.
At this time, he was so angry that he couldn't speak, if it wasn't for his luck, he would have died inside just now.
Recalling the moment when the bowl of fireball passed by, Yi Ping shuddered.
"Ding"
Suddenly, a dialog box pops up on the screen.
"I'm sorry, the administrator of the Earth webmaster, I dragged it, due to the negligence of our staff, you have been equipped with a standard space for Martian netizens, and we apologize to you cautiously for the inconvenience."
Yi Ping raised his trembling hand and trembled and typed out a line of words on the computer screen: "Is it just inconvenient?" You know, my brother was almost killed in the pit by you bastards just now. ā
The dialog box slowed for a moment, revealing two lines of text: "We have penalized the staff who made the mistake and at the same time, make up for your losses accordingly." ā
Seeing this line of words, the anger in Yi Ping's heart calmed down slightly: "What kind of punishment law?" How can you make up for it? If you don't satisfy me, I'll think about it when I work with you in the future. For example, trading ghost king beads or something. ā
"The punishment is to fry in the pan for half a day. Make up your stuff right in the space. ā
"Sizzle" Yi Ping gasped, you media, isn't that guy being blown into coke? Deserve! You ghosts can't die anyway.
That line of words appeared for only two seconds, and disappeared immediately, as if he didn't want Yi Ping to ask again, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Slipping away so fast? If it weren't for my good eyesight, I wouldn't have been able to read those words. ā
Yi Ping was a little unhappy that the dialogue panel had disappeared so quickly, and he wanted to vent at it.
Soon, Yi Ping shifted his interest to making amends for himself from Hell, and he thought, "Since the punishment for that guy is so severe, making up for me will increase the value accordingly." ā
As soon as his gaze met the flash disk, he was about to focus his thoughts on it.
Suddenly, he shuddered violently and quickly turned his gaze to the screen.
A thought flashed in Yi Ping's mind: "No, it's hard to guarantee that those guys won't make mistakes again, just let them have a time to check and correct themselves, so as not to encounter danger in it again." ā
Once he was bitten by a snake for three years and was afraid of the well rope, he was scared a lot just now, and at this time he had palpitations, and he didn't want to rush into the space recklessly, so he decided to save this opportunity for tomorrow.
"The next time you encounter something like this, you have to think twice." Yi Ping made a self-summary.
This was the most thrilling encounter since Yi Ping's rebirth, and he didn't want to encounter it again.
At this time, the "Online County Award" column on the screen flashed.