"Brother, you are still very young, but don't walk on the road of crime."

Beside Cheng Hai, a man trembled.

He wanted to open a window just now, but Cheng Hai closed his eyes and killed him with one move. Immediately after that, everyone except the driver was screaming on the seat as if they had seen a ghost, unable to move.

Now looking at Cheng Hai, no matter how you look at it, I feel that he did it!

"Keep your mouth shut."

Cheng Hai said lightly and looked out the window.

He had already shown mercy and didn't bother to explain anything.

But he's in a good mood right now, because he's figured out two important rules.

Although the illusion of the ghost can be built on the basis of reality, once the creatures in the illusion move, this foundation will be disrupted.

For example, the group of werewolves just now, except for the man next to him who happened to be cheap, when the other werewolves attacked Cheng Hai, people in reality would not follow the illusion to move.

Therefore, Cheng Hai's hands were just hanging normally when he performed the last spell, and he didn't hold anything. The Forbidden Eye did not absorb the energy, and the necromancy in reality naturally failed to be used.

As for why Cheng Hai was sure that he could perform witchcraft in the illusion without relying on actual energy, it involved another set of rules.

When he restrained the werewolves, he lit a cigarette with a fire.

Where do the smoke and fire come from?

are two separate individuals that he created through his ability to control his dreams.

But he only created these two things, but he didn't control the fact that he was lighting a cigarette.

Cigarettes can be lit because they interact with each other according to the most basic rules of logic, not the result of human manipulation.

Similarly, as long as the vitality he absorbs conforms to the basic logic of spelling, but is not a creature in reality, his sorcery can be separated from reality and used in the illusion alone.

After this is confirmed, Cheng Hai will be much less bound in the illusion in the future.

……

The bus slowed down and pulled into a remote parking lot.

"The rest area has arrived, now everyone gets off the bus for lunch, and gathers here after a forty-minute rest."

After opening the door, the conductor woke up the sleeping passengers one by one, and rushed off the bus without saying a word.

"We're almost there, so we're not going to eat." One passenger said sleepily.

"We're going to lock the car later, if you don't get out of the car, you lose your head?" The conductor said loudly.

Speaking of this, the others were not easy to refute, and they got out of the car in a big way.

I got out of the car with my bag on my back and saw a humble restaurant in front of me.

The parking lot here is not large, but there are seven or eight buses parked, and the one that Cheng Hai missed is also impressively listed.

I followed the conductor into the hotel, and a heat wave came to my face.

The small space was filled with wooden tables and chairs, and dozens of passengers ate back-to-back, and judging by the expressions on their faces, the food here didn't seem to be very good.

Looking at the price again, a set meal of 40 yuan, two meat and one vegetarian.

"It's dark." Cheng Hai raised his eyebrows.

This price is almost four times the normal price, and ten yuan higher than the regular service area. However, when the scumbag asked to go to the toilet in the service area ten minutes ago, the driver did not stop.

The catty in it can be seen.

It was already half past one in the afternoon, and even the passengers who got on the train from Liucheng were a little hungry, let alone those who got on the train before Liucheng Station.

The people here are unfamiliar, and there is a special person watching the gate to go out. In desperation, they had no choice but to eat here.

"Don't sit here to occupy someone else's place if you don't eat, if you want to rest, go to the left side of the hall, there are charging pads and air-conditioned rooms inside, don't stay in the parking lot."

A bespectacled guy is holding a horn to maintain order, and behind him, several "waiters" with big shoulders and round waists are smoking.

These guests from other places did not dare to cause trouble, or they had to go to the queue to buy food, or they could only go out in disgrace.

With a bit of curiosity, Cheng Hai followed some people into the room on the left.

This so-called air-conditioned room is actually a dark hall, where the beds are next to each other, similar to a chase bunk, and there are hundreds of beds in a dense room.

There are three or four similar rooms, which are simply made of insulation panels and steel, and are not equipped with any fire protection measures.

It's okay during the day, but at night, when the buses are banned, there are more people here.

At that time, there are people who pick their feet and smoke everywhere, and the smoke is miasma, and the exhaust is not good. If a fire breaks out, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Heh, capital."

Cheng Hai snorted coldly, turned around and walked out.

Obviously, the conductor does not let passengers eat and drink on the bus, and does not stop in the designated service area, which is a dark deal.

The old black car conductor is gone.

Back in the hall again, Cheng Hai bought a set meal.

Although he is not used to looking at it, the industrial chain here is very involved, and he can't do anything alone.

He's just an ordinary traveler now.

"Salty ......"

After only one bite, Cheng Hai frowned, put down the bowl and stopped eating.

This craft is far worse than my family.

"Boss, take the boiling water."

The scumbag man held a bowl of instant noodles and walked to the front desk.

"Five pieces of boiling water." The boss replied with a blank face.

"So expensive?"

The scumbag man lit a cigarette and asked, "Then how much would it cost to buy instant noodles directly here?" ”

"Twenty."

"What about the dry food?"

"Twenty too."

“……”

In other words, it has to spend money.

However, the scumbag did not get angry this time, but instead sent a cigarette to the boss and said with a smile: "That's quite profitable, let's talk about tens of millions of dollars a year." ”

"No, no."

The boss took the cigarette and gave him a meaningful smile.

The scumbag also smiled and stirred his instant noodles.

"Don't these buses get off the highway halfway? Why are you all here? ”

"Huh."

The boss also took a puff of cigarette, but he didn't have the slightest intention of evasion, and talked eloquently, "Of course, we have to get through the relationship, the traffic police, transportation management and so on are all good." We can have more than 300 cars in one day, and if the arrangement is not good, how much do you say I will lose? ”

"Oh~"

The scumbag nodded meaningfully, his eyes full of admiration.

The boss looked smug and didn't notice the footage lurking under the scumbag's coat.

"Boss, have a bottle of water."

Cheng Hai is really salted.

"Five."

The boss handed over the water.

After pouring a sip violently, Cheng Hai looked at the scumbag man: "Brother, is it inconvenient for Fang to borrow a step to speak?" ”

"There's nothing you can't say here." The scumbag man pretended to be calm.

"Really?" Cheng Hai glanced at his chest.

The scumbag's face changed slightly, and he said helplessly: "Okay, let's go over there." ”

The two found a place to sit down, and Cheng Hai got straight to the point: "Give me a small camera, and I'll help you shoot something." ”

After all, he was also one of the wronged leaders who were slaughtered, and after realizing that the scumbag might be a reporter, he also had some careful thoughts.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

The reporter thought that Cheng Hai was here to talk nonsense, how dare he admit it.

"Tsk, if you don't say it, I'll go find the driver."

Cheng Hai didn't bother to take the time to explain, and chose the most time-saving method.

"Don't, don't."

The scumbag man was really stunned when he heard this, so he had to take out a small camera.

Cheng Hai took the things and disappeared into the crowd.

In some places, reporters are not easy to photograph, but the little ghost can easily get in.

However, the imp can be invisible, but the camera cannot, so he has to find a place where no one is there to cast the spell.

When he came to the toilet, Cheng Hai hung a sign in front of him - two yuan for the toilet.

At this moment, he suddenly had a feeling of epiphany.

No wonder the meals are so salty.

It's not salty, how can you buy water?

But if you drink too much water, you will inevitably have to go to the toilet.

To go to the toilet, you'll have to pay for it again.

This time and again, the money for the toilet alone is estimated to be enough for the cost of the hotel for a few days. Plus the real big head, so the profit can't go to the sky?

It is no wonder that the praise of no business is not sharp, and it has become no treachery and no business.

Here, one by one, the whole TM is a routine.