The streets are empty, and the doors of the lavishly decorated shops are numerous.

I finished a batch of fat loss surgeries in the morning, and I had no business in the afternoon, so I was lying on the sofa bored and fiddling with my mobile phone.

I have been setting up a stall on Huangquan Road for several days at night, and the fame of smartphones in the prefecture has already begun, and WeChat has become the most fashionable thing in the future. However, these things have long been tired of being played with in the world. Watching those big and small ghosts building groups with great interest, forwarding all kinds of chicken soup, advertisements, and news, I was too lazy to click on the prison paintings, and directly set these newly created groups as messages to avoid disturbing.

But the circle of friends is quite interesting. Unlike now, when you open the circle of friends and open a certain treasure, there are advertisements everywhere, and you can buy all the food and clothing for a walk. These friends in the underworld have not been corrupted to this extent, and they are basically keen to send their own daily life.

Meng Po posted a small video half an hour ago. Scoop a bowl of water from a clear stream, cook it over high heat, and then pour a variety of colored broths into a bowl of colorful soup that is steaming hot, as if it can emit an enticing aroma through the screen.

Matching words: But in the past life and this life, I will return a pure land. Produced by Meng Po, you deserve it.

Qin Guangwang commented: I don't have a good memory, so I don't dare to drink

King Yama commented: I don't want to eat when I don't go to work

King Qin Guang replied to King Yama: Are you upstairs scattered? This is Meng Po soup

King Yama replied to King Qin Guang: I haven't drunk Lao Tzu never eats snacks at work

Meng Po replied to King Qin Guang: Give the big guy a step

King Qin Guang replied to Meng Po: ......

Ten minutes ago, Oxhair took a selfie. Grinning, one hand compared to a scissor hand, the cow's face took up most of the shot, but the background behind it showed a head, and the eyeballs fell out of the sockets and hung on the face, crumbling.

Qin Guangwang commented: Someone steals the spotlight!

The bull head replied to King Qin Guang: The ghost who just tied, Tepi

How come there is King Qin Guang everywhere!

I didn't look at it anymore after looking at it for a while. During this time, I received surgery and turned my mobile phone upside down, and I earned about more than 5 million. Now that I got a copy from Erlang God, the need to make money is not so urgent for the time being, and the surgery schedule can be arranged in the back row and slow down.

Now she still has a few things on her hands to work out in line.

Xiaobai has been arrested. This guy is meant to be used as a lobbyist, and it's certainly not enough to just say "the magic of love goes round and round" all day long. Although she and Wu Qi are both spirit beasts, Wu Qi was enlightened by the saliva of the Roaring Sky Dog, and after cultivating for a while, Xiao Bai is far from being able to compare with the little spiritual intelligence in the unicorn bloodline.

Fortunately, now she has another bottle of saliva in her hand, and she doesn't know if she can improve this guy's IQ. This guy is going to be cultivated and used as a lobbyist for favors, and once his intelligence improves, I don't know if he can listen to her to sow discord.

Or, take it slowly?

Well, good idea.

Jingli, this guy took Jiangbei Ying to worship the pier of the killing god, and he definitely can't be nice to him. Jingli is different from Jinglou and Jingmin. Although Jinglou is not a good stubble, he has little ambition, and his dream is to take a place and then live happily in the world. So as long as you casually threaten his life, you can easily compromise. Jing Min has no opinions, and most of the things are arranged by Jing Lou. And the scenery is ......

It's a difficult guy, and his ambition doesn't seem to be small.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can you sleep peacefully. Prison Painting remembered the suggestion that Qing Soul said he wanted to go to school before.

It's a good idea, it's really weird for a kid at this age not to go to school. Qing Soul is in this state now, if he wants to hide his breath, he can't even find out to a serious earth immortal, let alone hide it from Jingli? Anyway, now that the repair work of the underworld is basically finished, why not let him go to school during the day and come back at night to do the repairs, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?

In order to make the elder Tsing Yi willing to go to school, he also made a good study every day

Guarantees. Qing Soul despised such shameless behavior as prison painting. The look in his eyes seemed to say, "How do you study well?" How do you go up every day? Still trying to make money?

Prison painting won't tell him that he has a new cheatbook. It's like a rebellious child, you ask me to learn, I don't. Then I secretly learned it behind your back. When you see the test results, lo and behold, I don't have to do so well in my studies! Tell you to be blind all day long!

Well, this third, and it's also the one that prison paintings don't want to face the most.

She wants to send the things that Erlang God gave her to the underworld and give them to that person.

If he brought it, he couldn't take a picture with his mobile phone and bring it to others to listen to himself. According to the understanding of prison painting, although she couldn't understand this, it was like a code, something that was "burned after reading", and it couldn't see the light.

The things he brought with him were even more troublesome. If you are a general agent, you may not know what it is, and if there is a channel, you will bring it in in a daze. She knew what it was, and she was nervous.

But the cheats that are already in her pocket, she will never spit them out.

Is it worth the risk?

Prison painting is not a very ambitious person. Compared with Jingli, her thoughts are closer to Jinglou, how good is it to enjoy life neatly? Even if it is revenge, it is also a trickle. Even if you can't move enemies in this world, those people will have to go to hell when they die, right? Isn't that going to fall into your own hands? When the time comes, she will buy a messenger who specializes in tossing ghosts, and no matter what, she can make the enemy's life worse than death.

No, it's dead and still want to die.

If she doesn't take a risk of what she can solve, she may also solve it slowly. As for the expectations of her unreliable god and demon parents, she can choose to ignore them.

Except for the death of her parents in this life, she has not encountered any misfortune that forced her to go to Liangshan. Even, he has a powerful husband in the underworld. His father continued to work as an accountant under his protection.

It's time for a good life to begin.

Why are you wading through this troubled water?

But the cheats are already in hand......

Or, a few more days? Anyway, the one that Erlang God is looking for will take a while to be confirmed which hell he will be transferred to.

Well, that's a good idea.

Digest the cheats first. When the time comes, if you still haven't thought about it, you will give money and buy it yourself.

Born in sorrow, died in peace. There must be a reason why this sentence has been passed down from ancient times to this day. What's more, for the disaster-inducing physique of prison painting, comfort is simply a pig-killing knife.

It's been a very smooth time. So much so that she thought it was really time to run.

Innocence is the source of all disasters.

sent Qing Soul to school, let Hu Cai go downstairs to look at the store, and let Wu Hu and Xiaobai guard the door, and the prison painting walked into the bedroom.

She didn't want to cultivate in her bedroom. This bedroom is located on the second floor of the store, and the decoration is gorgeous, but the security is not particularly good, and it is not as good as the King's Landing Hotel.

The prison drew the door and locked the door, holding the cheats in one hand and raising the other.

On that hand, he wore the storage bracelet.

This bracelet can be used to hold living beings. Later, she asked Xue Yan that the time in this bracelet was static.

Fresh food was put in and it was still fresh when it was taken out.

In the same way, oxygen is put in, even if it is inhaled and then exhaled, it is still oxygen.

Only one grid of electric charging desk lamp was put in, and it has not been extinguished until now.

This is also the reason why Wu Qi was able to stay in the storage bracelet for a long time.

Unless you push it from within, in this storage bracelet, the life form is frozen in the moment it enters.

This environment is really suitable for her cultivation.

Fill the bathtub with hot water and put it in the storage bracelet, and take a change of clothes and drill it

went in.

The lighting is not very good, but it does not affect the reading of prison paintings.

It is still yellowed and fragile paper, so faint that it is unrecognizable, and it is an ancient character that cannot be understood.

Without hesitation, the prison painting sat in the bathtub, urged the spiritual wind, and poured into the book.

With the previous experience, strong thoughts were quickly summoned, and they were carved into her sea of consciousness like a soldering iron.

Slowly, she began to enter the state, and the whole person got into the water, and entered the state of breathing through her pores.

A feeling of familiarity hits you. Satisfied, he began to practice.

I don't know how long it took, but I only felt a good sense of physical and mental health, as if a plug in my body had been opened.

She thought that the shackles would be broken, and she was going to be high.

As a result, she was really high, almost high. Consciousness flew up in an instant, and there was a kind of floating feeling of being drunk.

She remembers that when she was in school, she and her sisters in the same dormitory went to a newly opened paper barbecue. Due to the competition at the entrance of the school, the beer in the store is free in the evening. A few people were reluctant to eat too much barbecue, and they drank beer vigorously, hoping to drink all the money they had spent.

When I got to the eighth bottle, I felt like this.

Floated.

Hi there.

I was so excited that my body lost control.

Even, she stood up and walked out of the bathtub without feeling it.

She felt herself pick up the towel that had been placed on the edge of the tub, wipe herself from head to toe, then grab her clothes and leave the storage bracelet.

She walked over to the dressing mirror and admired her appearance.

Then, get dressed......

That's when she realized the taste. Peaty, someone is manipulating her body!!

At first, he was angry. She struggled, wanting to regain the initiative in her body, wanting to control the spiritual wind in her body, and wanting to find her sovereignty in the sea of knowledge.

But it didn't work!

She saw that the man who was manipulating her body was facing the mirror, grinning at herself with a mouthful of white teeth.

"You take care of this body well~ It's quite neat."

Looking at himself scratching his head in front of the mirror, the prison painting was messy.

"Who are you?"

"Who am I?" The other party threw a wink at the mirror. Not to mention, if this action is done by yourself, you may be disgusted to death by yourself. But this man did it, but it was extremely natural.

With the enchantment of the hook man.

Peat! What a shame!

She picked up the book that had fallen on the floor and shook it in the mirror.

"I'm the one who copied the book. I wasted so much effort to make this book so easy to read, and charged a little intellectual property fee, right? ”

Collect a little? Is this a little charged? It's taking up her body!

"Little girl, you are lucky, you have a spiritual physique, and being able to meet my sister and me is a blessing that you have cultivated in several lifetimes. Shrewd! Go back to the underworld and be a ghost, and give this body to my sister. This body sister likes to be tight, and I don't know what kind of bad luck this sister has poured, so she actually gave the ghost a bad body. I'll be kind to her in the future, and I'll let her out if it's okay. You can go with confidence! ”

Let your sister! This is my original body! It's real when I'm unlucky to meet you!

"Huh? Why aren't you leaving? Want to fight? ”

Fight? The prison painting was stunned. Myself...... Fight with your own body?

The other party shook his head and said, "It's cowardly." Come on, little girl, let's go! With that, she pinched the seal with both hands and silently recited the mantra, as if to drive away the soul of the prison painting.

The prison portrait watched her perform like an idiot.

"Huh? How is it useless? Doesn't make sense? This trick can be effective against ghost possession! ”

"Peaty! This is my body! I! Self! Oneself! Target! ”

“……”

The other party was embarrassed.