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This communication cost is much more expensive than any movement or the like, and the charge of one microdot per hour is enough to make Chen Xiaoqi feel a pain in his flesh, no, Chen Xiaoqi's small treasury is one less microdot.

Name: Xiaoqi Chen

Gender: Male

Age: 24 years old

Remaining longevity: 78 years

Microdots: 512 microdots

Exercises: Basic Fists and Feet (Dacheng), Hundred Tribulations and Thousands of Poisonous Hands (Xiaocheng)

And, what's even more odious is that less than an hour is charged according to one hour, even if you only say one sentence.

"Ding, you picked up a drifting bottle, please pay attention to check!" The familiar mechanical sound interrupted Chen Xiaoqi's thoughts.

"The drifting bottle, is it one of the new features that has been turned on, heh, it took so long to react, let me see what it is for."

Chen Xiaoqi secretly slandered, and then said, "Open the drifting bottle!" ”

A bottle-like light and shadow floated on the mobile phone screen, and with Chen Xiaoqi's words, the light bottle shattered.

The flying light and rain formed subtitles in the air: The eldest lady of the Ren family is really beautiful, if she can kiss Fangze, she would really prefer to live a short life for ten years! - Mr. Zombie's Autumn Birth!

Chen Xiaoqi's brain instantly activated, thinking about the relevant information, of course he had heard of Mr. Zombie's name.

This is a movie released in 85, and the story of the film is set in the early years of the Republic of China.

The father of the wealthy squire Ren Fa coerced and lured him to get a piece of feng shui treasure land, and under the guidance of Mr. Feng Shui, he must be buried after 20 years in order to be buried by his descendants.

Ren Fa invited the Taoist priest Uncle Nine and his two apprentices to move them to the burial, but unexpectedly, the corpses had turned into blood-sucking zombies, and a vicious fight began.

And among these two apprentices, they are named Qiusheng and Wencai.

Therefore, the origin of the information in this drifting bottle is self-evident, it is the apprentice of Uncle Jiu, Qiusheng!

Judging from the content of the information, Qiusheng has already contacted Ren Tingting, the daughter of the Ren family, and the plot should be after drinking foreign tea and before the corpse of the old lady Ren.

Otherwise, Qiusheng, who was busy dealing with zombies, would not have the heart to think about these things under the pressure of Old Lady Ren.

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Xiaoqi cautiously replied to Qiusheng's letter, which probably means: I am a small god under the command of the God of Wealth in the upper realm, if you want to have a happy marriage and hold a beauty, you will immediately worship me.

In order to reply to the letter so that Qiusheng in the early years of the Republic of China could understand it, Chen Xiaoqi wasted a lot of brain cells.

"Send!" After Chen Xiaoqi confirmed his reply, his mind came to mind.

In the middle of his thoughts, the font in the sky turned into a streamer and disappeared.

At the same time, in the plane of Mr. Zombie, Qiu Shengzheng in Yizhuang heard a magnificent voice in his head at this moment: Where are the believers in the nether realm, I am ......

Qiusheng jumped up from the bed board with a carp and pinched his face, hissing, hurting, not a dream.

The mysterious and grand voice seemed to be imprinted in my head, lingering.

The ninth uncle is the descendant of Maoshan, and Qiusheng has also learned a lot of skills with the ninth uncle, and he is convinced of the affairs of the gods, after all, inviting the gods is one of Maoshan's skills.

Picking up a piece of clothing and putting it on, Qiusheng prepared to leave the door.

Seeing that Qiusheng had just laid down for a while, he got dressed and got up, Wen Cai muttered, "Senior brother, why are you not sleeping when you just lie down, tomorrow we have to get up early to show Master Ren's grave?" ”

Qiusheng snorted, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "Oh, it's nothing, I'll go out to the bathroom." ”

"Senior brother, aren't you sleeping, there is a night pot in the house!" Wen Cai wondered.

"Can't I get on the tuba, don't care so much, sleep on you!" Qiusheng, who was questioned by Wencai, said a word before walking out of the door.

And Wen Cai's eyes rolled, and he shouted in his heart, no, senior brother has never gone to the toilet at this time, he has always gone in the morning.

He's not going to steal the roast ** packed by the master, no, I have to go and see.

The greedy Wen Cai actually thought of the remaining half of the roast chicken, put on his clothes and crept out.

Out of the door, Na Qiusheng did not go in the direction of the toilet at all, but came to the lobby.

Wen Cai secretly said in his heart, hmph, I knew that my senior brother got up in the middle of the night to steal food, and the toilet was not there at all, it was the direction of the kitchen and the lobby!

Qiusheng didn't know that there was a tail behind him, and went straight to the lobby.

The hall has been enshrined with the portrait of the patriarch for many years, so there are things like incense and candles, and this is exactly what Qiusheng needs.

Qiusheng took a stick of incense from the place where the incense candles were stored under the portrait of the patriarch and walked to the open space in the front yard.

Turn the incense in your hand into a positive one, and the incense actually spontaneously combusts without fire!

Holding the lit incense, Qiusheng bowed respectfully three times to the air, and said something in his mouth,

Wen Cai, who was hiding on the side, could only hear the three words of the little God of Wealth clearly, and as for more words, Wen Cai did not hear clearly because the night wind blew the leaves of Yizhuang.

When Qiusheng was bent down to pray, a mechanical voice suddenly came from Chen Xiaoqi's head, "The drifting bottle communication is successful, and the contact person is established!" ”

When Chen Xiaoqi heard this, he immediately opened the address book of Super Micro Q, and saw that after Lin Pingzhi and Chunlan, Qiusheng's name was impressively listed!

At the same time, the same mechanical voice came from Qiusheng's mind, "Nether believer Qiusheng, you have become my chosen one!" Worship this god with all your heart, and you will get the qiē you want! ”

When Qiusheng heard these words, he was so excited that even the incense in his hand was trembling, and he hurriedly inserted the incense on the ground and bowed three more times.

shouted wildly in his heart, this is the little god of wealth in the upper realm, this is the god of communication, the god of communication!

As a disciple who has been by Uncle Jiu's side for many years, Qiusheng can understand the meaning of this better than ordinary people.

This is fundamentally different from inviting the gods to come up, one is the incense protector god who is offered by himself, and the other is the god of heaven, after all, the god of wealth is the god of heaven, even if it is a small god of wealth, it is also the god of wealth, isn't it.

As for the name of this god of wealth, I haven't heard of it, Qiusheng has already made up for his own lack of knowledge, and in the eyes of cultivators, the small world is like the sand of the Ganges, and there are many famous gods in the heavenly court, so it's normal not to hear of it.

Just after Qiusheng inserted the incense candle, he turned around, and a big face silently appeared in front of him, occupying his entire line of sight,

"Hell!"

"Ahh

Thinking of the two exclamations, Qiusheng slapped Wen Cai's head angrily, "Bastard, don't you know that people are scared to death, what are you doing sneakily following me!" ”

Of course, Wen Cai didn't say that he suspected that his senior brother was going to steal the half of the roast chicken, but shouted confidently, "Why, I also want to go to the toilet, but it turns out that you are sneakily worshipping God here, anyway, what is the situation when you come out to worship God in the middle of the night?"

Could it be that," Wen Cai thought of something, his eyes widened, and he said in surprise, "Could it be that Senior Brother, you worship the evil god again?" Like those evil magicians"