Chapter 125

"Yo, there's progress, President! Those missing people, the soul has never reached the underworld, and the ghost Cao thinks that there is something wrong with this, so please go and find out about it, if someone is operating behind the scenes, it will not matter if you kill them. ”

Peng Jun sat up straight suddenly.

"Didn't those souls be eaten by Ouyang Sheng? Where can I find this? You should be logical when you post tasks, right?! ”

seconds back.

"I'm sorry President, according to Ghost Cao's reaction, those souls were not eaten, but where did they go, and the president still needs to find out, is this task accepted? The rewards are also very generous. ”

Peng Jun's heart gradually sank.

This matter should not be man-made, whether it is Jia Zhenjin or Ji Yaoyang, they are already dead.

Then it's not Ouyang Sheng's doing.

It shows that there are still demons and monsters in Jiangcheng.

"Let's start by saying what the reward is."

seconds back.

"I'm sorry president, this reward is not a Dao power point, but an item, it may be a charm, it may be a magic weapon, and it may also send a female ghost to you to play with."

Forget it, since it happened, I checked it myself, so let's just check it to the end.

"Pick it up."

"Okay, this is the same as killing Qingyun, it's a long-term mission, so there's no need to rush. The president should now think about how to eradicate the Five Poisons Sect, this is a medium-term task. ”

Peng Jun suddenly became angry.

"The Wasps are no match for him, and you're going to let me get rid of a fart? The Five Poisons Sect has long since collapsed, so hurry up and give me this reward. ”

Indeed, as early as many days ago, Peng Jun asked the fourth master to announce the news.

"But Di Cao didn't agree with this statement, Cui Juan also put pressure on him, and he had no choice but to transfer the pressure to you, after all, you have already taken the task."

Peng Jun was about to cry.

Isn't that bullying?

"Okay, I know, you'll be in charge of this."

Three tasks with a particularly high difficulty coefficient pressed on Peng Jun at the same time, which was unprecedented.

Soon, he and Ling Ruoxue arrived at the place.

Hand Jia Blind Massage.

The two went in and shook around and then came out.

"What's wrong? Looks good here, huh? Ling Ruoxue asked.

"What's the point of being all men?"

Ling Ruoxue frowned, and glared at Peng Jun.

"Are you going?"

From Ling Nuxia's eyes, Peng Jun seemed to feel a weak murderous aura.

Peng Jun believed that if he didn't go, this murderous aura would condense into a sharp blade, causing substantial damage to Peng Jun.

"Hehe, just kidding, can't I go?"

Box 406, where there are four small beds, a couple is already massage, and after a while, two blind masseurs walk in with each other's arms.

Not to mention, the techniques of this shop are not bad, and Ling Ruoxue is very satisfied.

Peng Jun said helplessly: "Uncle, can you make some effort?" ”

"Okay."

The masseur is very experienced, and he believes that this strength will definitely not be able to be carried by Peng Jun's small body.

"Is that enough?"

Peng Jun said lightly: "Uncle, don't be busy, you go find a hammer and chisel, and smash it along my Dumai acupoint, Jia Chi acupoint, Qi acupoint, lung Yu acupoint, kidney Yu acupoint, liver Yu acupoint, and heart Yu acupoint, and it will be almost an hour slower." ”

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man lying on the side smiled and said, "Young man, can you stand it like this?" Don't go back and end up in the hospital. ”

The masseur also said embarrassedly: "Yes, sir, it's too dangerous to do this." ”

Ling Ruoxue couldn't wait to cover her head with the quilt.

I don't know him!

"The customer's requirements can't be met, how can you do this kind of business? Can it be done? If I can't do it, I'll leave with my daughter-in-law. ”

The masseur was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he had to give a rating after the massage, if Peng Jun slipped away halfway, he would have to deduct money.

"Well, I'll look for it......"

The middle-aged man next to him smiled and asked, "Young man, what do you usually do with a hammer?" ”

"He who kills pigs and sells meat." Peng Jun said casually.

Only then did the middle-aged man express his understanding.

"That muscle must be relatively stiff, I play mahjong every day, and my neck is so hard that I can't lift it."

The middle-aged woman on the far side complained: "There is still a face to say." ”

"Didn't you go tonight? Isn't this here for you? What else is there to ramble? "The middle-aged man doesn't have a good airway.

The woman stopped squeaking.

Soon, the masseur walked in, sweating profusely, with an extra pair of hammers and chisels on his hands.

"Sir, the chisel is dirty, why don't you take off your shirt?"

Peng Jun didn't grind.

But as soon as he took off his shirt, the masseur was stunned.

I saw Peng Jun with a tattoo on his back.

A headless general, armed with a giant axe in one hand and a shield in the other, was fighting another man in gold armor and holding a golden sword.

There were also two groups of soldiers fighting each other around, and everyone's faces were full of anger and roars, and the corpses were strewn all over the field, and the blood was rushing to the sky.

"W-what is this, sir?"

Peng Jun put his hands under his head and said lightly: "The battle of Changyang." ”

"So, what about the one on the left arm?"

Peng Jun's left triceps muscle is tattooed with a man wearing a navy blue robe, a bun, a long beard, and riding a five-clawed golden dragon.

"The head of the Three Qing Dao Ancestors, the Yuan Shi Tianzun."

The masseur looked at Peng Jun's right arm again, but it was covered by a thin bandage.

"What about the right arm?"

Peng Jun said unhappily: "What about you check your account?" Hurry up and smash me, an hour will pass soon. ”

The masseur came back to his senses and started in a hurry. Although he was experienced, he had never used such a technique.

The middle-aged man was also startled when he saw Peng Jun's tattoo, thinking that Peng Jun should be a social person.

On second thought,

Huayue Community, 23rd floor balcony.

In the early summer season, there is a gentle breeze.

Bathed in the sun, Jiang Chao picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, and a sense of comfort arose.

Looking at the pedestrians passing by in a hurry like ants downstairs, Jiang Chao felt the fast pace of this era.

"Master Jiang, has the air conditioner been repaired?"

A graceful voice came, so frightened that Jiang Chao almost spilled the coffee.

"No, no, it's not time yet." Jiang Chao turned around and said.

Xu Yewen saw the coffee cup in Jiang Chao's hand, and her brows suddenly furrowed.

"Why are you messing with my things?" Xu Yewen complained.

This cup is my favorite cup to use.

Jiang Chao scratched his head and said, "It's not time to go, I'm idle, why are you so stingy?" I can't get enough money for you? ”

Xu Yewen was really wronged, you must know that the coffee cup was brought back from abroad, made of pure crystal, and it cost more than 2,000 for one.

"Forget it, I don't care about you, what time are you talking about? Does it take time to repair an air conditioner? Xu Yewen asked.

Jiang Chao walked up to Xu Yewen, put down the coffee cup, and said disapprehantly: "Of course, your air conditioner is not broken, it must be something else." ”

Hearing the "click" sound made by Jiang Chao when he walked, Xu Yewen looked down.

"Why don't you change your shoes? You've trampled my floors dirty! ”