"Hmph, this little stupid pig, deliberately embarrassing me"

Now that Ling Shiyu had arrived home safely, of course Hao Jun didn't stay here, and turned back in a chic and elegant way in the air, gradually getting farther and farther away from the Ling family's villa

Back at home, Hao Jun possessed Hao Shuai and began to seize the time to silently recite the Great Prajna Sutra to replenish the orange attack doubling energy that had long been depleted and the blue acceleration energy that was left.

So far, the Colorful Relic has taken on four colors, which are white, green, blue, and orange.

The role of each of these colors is very great, it can be said that if it were not for the help of the various strange functions on this colorful relic, he Hao Jun would have died a hundred thousand times unlucky ghosts.

However, the god of luck favored him.

"Huh" He was suddenly a little surprised, the colorful relics unknowingly, they had grown another centimeter, and now they have reached 17 centimeters.

What is the concept of 17 centimeters, which is the length of two ordinary cigarettes, but this length, for Hao Jun, is hard-won, and every centimeter is quite precious.

He was immediately overjoyed, every time this colorful relic grew, the benefits it brought were great.

Now, the 17-centimeter-long Colorful Relic has given him 20 times the basic ghost speed, and the physical speed has finally reached 3 times the basic speed, and if he uses the orange attack energy with all his strength again, the attack power he hits will increase to 17 times the original attack power.

He knew very well that all of these were his supreme main forces calling for wind and rain and crushing the ghosts.

If the colorful relics continue to grow like this, what kind of colors will appear next?

What will the magic of the new colors be?

How can you make new colors appear?

For these questions, Hao Jun is still confused, he can only take one step at a time, and even the ghost doesn't know what will happen next.

He couldn't help but look forward to it

He had intended to lie down in bed and diligently recite the scriptures, but he fell asleep without thinking about them.

Usually, reciting the Great Prajna Sutra made him sober.

Maybe this time it was because he was too tired from tossing and turning with Ling Shiyu for the night last night, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

"You are my little apple" I don't know when, the mobile phone next to his pillow suddenly opened his throat and sang loudly, this slightly old ringtone was originally set by Hao Shuai before his death, and he has not been willing to replace it, maintaining the original flavor, and it is also a kind of mourning for Hao Shuai in the depths of his soul.

"Who is so early in the morning, you just want to murder Lao Tzu" Hao Jun, who was in a daze, complained very dissatisfied, and touched his mobile phone and said, "Hey, hey"

Feed a few times, but the other party didn't react at all, and the cheerful little apple was still the same, and he didn't know what it was to be tired.

"I forgot to connect"

He opened his eyes slightly, and he didn't see the call message, so he immediately connected, and said in a low and stiff tone: "Hey, which one?"

"Hello, our company has opened a new activity of increasing traffic and increasing the amount without increasing the price, free of charge"

"I bought a watch last year" Hao Jun hung up the phone angrily and continued to sleep.

However, his good days seem to have come to an end.

"You're my little apple" attacked his eardrums again.

Hao Jun was so angry that he answered the phone and scolded unceremoniously: "You are so sick, what the hell are you calling early in the morning, did you take the wrong medicine?"

"Hao, Brother Hao Jun, what's the matter, it's noon now" A somewhat apprehensive and confused voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I'll go, this voice is so familiar, it seems to be scolding the wrong person" Hao Jun couldn't help but be startled, and looked at the phone screen.

The three words "Shi Yihua" came into view.

"Uh" Hao Jun couldn't help but be stunned, he and Ling Shiyu couldn't handle the treasure map left by their master if they lost it, but now it's good, they scolded them early in the morning.

"Oh no, I seem to have heard him say it's noon just now" Hao Jun sat up from the bed, and immediately ran to the window to open the blue curtain, and the dazzling sunlight drilled into his eyes unscrupulously, faintly painful.

It was noon

"Oh, it's Brother Shi, I'm really sorry, I mistook you for the last one to call for advertising." Hao Jun hurriedly explained.

"It's okay, I guessed what was the misunderstanding when I thought about it" Shi Yihua is very generous, he remembers every moment that Hao Jun is the life-saving benefactor of him and his sister Wu Dongyao, not to mention that it is Hao Jun who misunderstands now, even if there is no misunderstanding, Hao Jun scolded him for no reason, he doesn't care.

"Hehe, is there anything wrong with Brother Shi, just say it" Shi Yihua's generosity made Hao Jun feel a little more guilty, smiling on his lips, but he was anxious in his heart, and secretly thought to himself: "Could it be that their senior brothers and sisters already know about the loss of the treasure map, but it can't be so fast."

Shi Yihua really said: "There is indeed something, I'm afraid you still need Brother Hao to come over in person."

"Do you want me to apologize to death in person" Hao Jun couldn't help but be stunned, a little at a loss, "I'm going to finish it"

"Hey, hey, is Brother Hao still listening" Shi Yihua saw that Hao Jun suddenly lost his voice, and couldn't help but ask with some confusion.

"That's right, you will plan it, Brother Shi, don't blame me, when I find your master's drawing, I will definitely return it to you immediately" Hao Jun was nervous, and suddenly had a plan, and shouted into the phone: "Hey, hey, is Brother Shi still there?"

shouted a few times, and then said to himself on the phone: "Eh, it's strange, the signal was not good just now, but I can barely hear it, why is there no sound now?"

"Ah, I'm here, I'm here, I can hear you very clearly, Brother Hao, can't you hear me" Shi Yihua also raised his voice and hurriedly shouted on the other side of the phone.

His voice reached Hao Jun's ears with great clarity.

"Hey, hey, hey, what a broken phone, I can't hear any sound, I'll let you retire later" Hao Jun was timid, pretended to say a few words, and was about to reach out and press the hang up button.

"Sister Yao, what should I do, Brother Hao's mobile phone seems to be out of order, I'm afraid this hundreds of thousands of big orders are going to be yellow, it's really urgent" This is Shi Yihua's voice, speaking his hometown dialect, to Wu Dongyao.

"What kind of broken phone is he, when he has a lot of money to make, he has a problem, this unlucky bastard" Wu Dongyao's depressed and irritable voice also sounded immediately, she was not as polite to Hao Jun as her senior brother Shi Yihua.

"What a big order, what's going on with hundreds of thousands" Hao Jun's fingers were less than a centimeter away from the bright red hang-up button at the moment, but he was stunned and stopped in the air, and the questions in his head rolled back and forth in his mind.