The middle-aged man smiled, patted Beichen Yue's shoulder again and said, "That's right, don't worry, this time the steps are much simpler than before." ”

"Hmmm......"

Beichen Yue looked at him with a loveless expression.

"This is the health value that is inverted because of bad words, and naturally you have to make up for it by saying good things." The middle-aged man shook his head and said to Beichen: "I'll pinch my fingers, you probably said more than twenty bad things about Mu Jiujiu just now......

"Wait!!" Beichen Yue frowned, stretched out his hand and gestured towards the middle-aged man with a pause: "Why did I just say more than 20 bad things about her??" Just tell me, which of my words is not telling the truth?? Isn't she murderous? Isn't she ferocious? She didn't knock more than fifty people to death with one scoop...... Not...... Uh-huh......"

Before Beichen Yue's words were finished, the middle-aged man came up directly, covered his mouth and said, "Don't say it, don't say it, if you keep talking, your remaining one, two or three hours will be deducted." ”

"If you continue to do this, your body will not get better for the rest of your life, and if your body is not better, if your grandfather loses the election, you will wait for him to scold you every day with a lifelong dream!!"

Beichen Yue listened to his words, pulled away his hand covering his mouth, frowned, and said, "What is my grandfather running for??" ”

"I didn't ...... It's nothing ......" The middle-aged man realized that he had leaked his mouth, and hurriedly opened the topic and said: "Anyway, with the new bad things you said just now, a total of nine hundred and thirty bad things have been said about Mu." ”

"Didn't I just say something??" Beichen Yue said angrily.

"Anyway, add it up, round it up to thirty sentences." The middle-aged man explained to Beichen Yue without paying attention.

Beichen Yue took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calmer: "So now, I have to say more than thirty good words to Mu Jiujiu in order to renew my health value??" ”

"It's not."

The middle-aged man looked at Beichen Yue with sympathetic eyes, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "You have to say more than three hundred good words to her." ”

Beichenyue: ???

"As the saying goes, bad words hurt people and June cold." The middle-aged man explained to Beichen Yue seriously: "The damage caused by this bad word to people must be compensated by more good words, and if it is to be made up, it is probably one to ten......"

Beichen Yue: "I want to die......"

Middle-aged man: "All pig feast." ”

Beichen Yue: "Okay, do you have anything else??" ”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "No, you go quickly, if you don't go, your health will be gone, I'm leaving, goodbye." ”

Beichen Yue: "......"

Goodbye, goodbye, he doesn't want to see anyone!?

"Brother Yue, Brother Yue......??"

Beichen slowly woke up in Yan Feiyun's eager call.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Feiyun's anxious look.

Seeing that he woke up, Yan Feiyun hurriedly stepped forward, held his arm and made him sit up against the bed and said, "Brother Yue, how are you feeling, aren't you okay, why did you suddenly faint while walking??" ”

Beichen Yue took a deep breath, waved his hand at Yan Feiyun and said, "This king is fine......