Jing Ming was wearing a shirt on his body at this time, and Hongmeng's robe was attached to the outer layer, but others couldn't see it.

Jing Li had already left before Jing Ming chatted with Tianye.

At this time, Jingming walked alone on the sidewalk, couldn't help but stroke his new clothes, and obviously felt that there was such a thin layer.

The mood of wearing new clothes is indeed good, and Jingming wants to try its function.

Just let the dragon go, for fear of scaring the children.

first looked at the little maza in his hand, stuffed it into his sleeve, and it was gone. The prospect of Ming went in and saw it, and the space inside was very large, and the sleeves of Motoko of Dixian Town on TV were far worse than this.

This is not bad, the role of the portable warehouse. And it's a self-contained world, the air, sunshine, soil, and moisture are not lacking, and you can raise a group of dogs to put inside, as for putting things, first shrink and then put them in, it can be said to be endless.

On the road, a young man ran over to meet Jing Ming's gaze, is this the pilgrimage of all souls?

Jing Ming hesitated whether he wanted to be worshiped by him...

The young man walked up to Jing Ming, but he said, "Hey, buddy, just now I saw you holding a small maza in your hand, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye, is it magic?"

"Huh?" Jing Ming looked at him with his mouth wide open.

The young man was very embarrassed by Jing Ming: "I am a magic lover, I witnessed the whole process of your magic just now, but I can't understand the tricks inside, can I ...... Could you please demonstrate it again?"

I didn't come to pay homage to me. It's so disappointing.

"No problem"

Jing Ming bared his teeth, in front of the young man, as soon as he stretched out his hand, Xiao Mazha appeared in his hand, and then looked at the young man and said, "Do you understand?"

Before the young man could concentrate, Xiao Mazha appeared in the blink of an eye, and when he heard Jing Ming ask, he was still confused, frowning and thinking about it carefully, he really had no clue!

Jing Ming looked at him very heartbrokenly: "I'll do it again?"

"Thank you! Thank you!" the young man nodded gratefully, staring at Jing Ming's hand with wide eyes, not daring to miss a single detail.

Jing Ming smiled, a small Mazha took it out, put it in, took it out again, put it in again, back and forth seven or eight times, and the young man was already sweating in his head.

Ahh

Is this magic or magic?? Like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace of it!!

Jing Ming licked his lips and was eager to try, he could demonstrate it a few more times: "Do you still want to watch it?"

"Don't look at it!

The young man waved his hand and fled, and if he looked at it again, he should doubt his life.

I'm also idle.,Magic.,Just look at it.,Why do you have to learn it?

Watching the young man escape, Jing Ming smiled, it seems that this Wanling courtesy does not work on people, I don't know what the effect is on animals, just in front of the People's Park, there are stocked pigeons, 3 yuan a small bag of pigeon feed, 5 yuan two bags, 10 yuan 5 bags, buyers are like clouds, it can be called a huge profit.

Thinking of this, Jing Ming turned around and walked into People's Park.

From the moment Jingming stepped into the People's Park, the air in the entire park was condensed, and the wind was quiet.

Those who were napping, walking, and begging for food, as long as they could breathe, all looked in the direction of Jingming, and one spread their wings and rose to the sky, and then began to circle directly above Jingming's head.

The pigeon keeper who received the money and received the soft hand looked at this spectacle in surprise, and did not understand what was going on, and the little pot friends who were feeding the pigeons happily pouted one by one and looked at the pigeons flying into the sky and became unhappy.

Jing Ming raised his head, looked at the pigeons circling in the sky, felt that this was a bit disturbing to the people, and said softly: "Disperse." ”

The hula pigeons scattered, and what they did just now continued to do, but everywhere Jingming went, he automatically gave way to a way.

Is this the Pilgrimage of All Souls?

Jing Ming was thinking about it, when a little girl ran up to him, and called out to let let him go.

I saw that she was dragging a mastiff dog that was more energetic than her with both hands, and she couldn't control it at all, and was led around by the dog, and pedestrians avoided it for a while.

After rushing in front of Jing Ming, the uncontrollable mastiff suddenly let out a mournful whin, as if he had been kicked, and fell down with his tail between his legs, and his head shrugged down.

The little girl gasped unevenly, shook the dog chain, the mastiff did not react, let out a light "huh", raised her eyes and looked at Jingming in disgust: "You beat my dog?"

Jing Mingqi said: "No, why do you say that?"

"Didn't hit my dog, why didn't my dog lie on his stomach. The little girl said.

Jing Mingqi smiled: "Your dog is almost a foot away from me, why does it lie down, you have to ask it, what's the use of asking me?"

"You must have beaten my dog! You threw a stone! I saw it!" the little girl was a little unreasonable.

Jing Ming was helpless, seeing that someone had already surrounded him, he didn't bother to entangle with her, looked at the dog that was still lying on the ground and said, "Get up and run ten laps." ”

The mastiff stood up suddenly, barked twice, and dragged the little girl out as if shouting cheers.

"Ahh

People's Park is not small, and ten laps are estimated to be enough for her. Passers-by saw that there was no excitement to see, and the encirclement had already dispersed before it was formed.

Seeing a person and a dog running in circles, Jing Ming turned around and left the People's Park, put away the mobile phone and other sundries on his body into his sleeve, and when there was no one, he turned into a place on Funiu Mountain and showed his figure.

The clothes on his body are still in their original style, in fact, the old clothes have fallen to the ground when he was angry, and the clothes he is wearing have been replaced with new battle robes.

Here it is!

If it is not suppressed, the nine dragons are fully opened, and the sound of dragon groans is endless, and nine golden dragons burst out of Jingming's body. Each of the nine golden dragons was about five meters long and 30 centimeters wide, and they circled around Jing Ming like a wind. The dead branches and rotten leaves under Jing Ming's body were swept away, and all the idle debris within a radius of twenty zhang was pushed out by the dragon's breath.

"It's so small. Jing Ming was a little disappointed, it was only five meters long, not much different from a python, and he thought it was a behemoth.

Before the words fell, the nine dragons seemed to understand that they were despised, and one by one their bodies skyrocketed, turning into giant dragons with a length of 100 zhang and a width of 6 zhang coiled together in the sky, blocking the sun and covering the sky, a scene that covered the sky and the sun.

Jing Ming looked at the dragon in the sky in amazement, and retracted what he had just said.

"Tiny. ”

The nine dragons began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually turning into nine small earthworms, dancing in the air above Jing Ming's palm.

Jing Ming looked at them happily, only to feel that the ones were extremely exquisite, and the scales were visible, this was a dragon, a totem of faith inherited from the Chinese nation.

When he had had enough of playing, Kowloon disappeared from his clothes again.

What else is the function? What is the command of the Nine Days?

Jing Ming raised his head and said lightly, "The wind is coming." A fresh breeze rose.

"The clouds rise. "In the blink of an eye, dark clouds have covered the sky.

"The rain falls. "A light rain began to fall.

"Lightning strikes. Crackling lightning struck as far as Jing Ming could see.

As for heaven and earth, throughout the ages, there is nowhere to go, so you don't have to try, you already can.

Thank God. This dress is awesome.

There is such a harvest today, God might as well come to himself a few more times, thinking to himself, Jing Ming walked home with brisk steps.

When I entered the house, I remembered that I went out on a blind date today, and my father would inevitably ask after entering the door, so I first thought of the words to deal with my father's question before pushing the door.

"Dad, I'm back. ”

Father Jing immediately came out of the back room, and without waiting for Jing Ming to rest, he opened his mouth and asked, "How is it?"

Jing Ming, who had prepared early, showed a very excited expression: "I'm very satisfied, I think it can be done!"

Father Jing was also overjoyed when he heard this, but said, "What do you think is the use, I'm asking the woman what she thinks of you?"

Jing Ming raised his head and pretended to recall: "I think the woman is quite satisfied with me." ”

"Is it? That's good......" Jing's father went back to the house very relieved, and called his aunt behind Jingming's back, probably to ask the woman's attitude.

After a while, Father Jing ran out angrily, and raised his hand at Jing Ming with a broom and a pimple: "Rabbit cub, you come over to me!"

"How...... What's wrong?" Jing Ming was stunned, he didn't expect this to happen, how could there be any invincible consciousness at this time, seeing that his father was going to beat himself, he couldn't control it so much, he just ran under his feet, and jumped around the yard.

"Dad, Dad, if you have something to say, don't do it! Why?" Jing Ming was inexplicable, he was fine just now.

Father Jing couldn't catch up after chasing for a long time, and he was still a little panting, Jing Ming hesitated to add a physical force lock to his father, and the previous physical strength lock had been deleted.

Add it, he wants to beat himself, don't add it, look at him who is out of breath, I'm really afraid that he will pull over.

Father Jing couldn't catch up, he couldn't let out his anger, so he pointed at Jing Ming with a broom: "You still have the face to say, you tell me that you are quite satisfied?" But the girl said that you don't say a word to others at all, and you ignore other people's love and answers, so this matter is so yellow! You tell me, it's interesting for you to lie to your father, isn't it?"

"I ......"

Hearing Dad's words, Jing Ming wanted to scold the street!

How can people be so shameless! Obviously, she fell in love with Jing Li, and she still had to rely on herself for all the responsibility!

If you don't do anything else, you still want a face! You want to save face? How can there be such a cheap thing!

Jing Ming thought of the woman's high cheekbones, and felt a burst of disgust in his heart, so he didn't run away with a calm face, and played up: "You fight, you fight, you fight! You kill me, forget it, you would rather believe her than believe your son, it is better to beat me to death." ”

Father Jing was chasing with a broom, but when he saw that he looked like he had been wronged and slaughtered, he realized that it might not be what he thought, he looked at the broom in his hand, threw it backhanded, and stopped fighting, pulled a bench and sat down, lit a cigarette, frowned and said, "What do you mean? She is coaxing her family? You tell me the truth!"

Jing Ming really had no choice, so he had to sell Jing Li: "Jing Li went with me, as soon as I got out of the car, people fell in love with Jing Li." ”

Father Jing knew that this was the truth as soon as he heard it, and his face turned red with anger: "How can this person be like this?"

It's the woman.

Jing Ming sighed: "Then what else do you say?"

Father Jing frowned and remained silent, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help but scold: "Her ancestor!

Jing Liangzheng often beats and scolds Jing Ming, but he rarely quarrels with outsiders with a red face, and Jing Ming can't help grinning when he hears this scolding.

After thinking about it for a while, it was my dad who felt sorry for himself, Jing Ming looked at his father's angry face in amazement, and suddenly wanted to cry again.

Father Jing glanced at his son and comforted: "Don't take it to heart, I heard your aunt say that the woman's Kefu didn't tell you before." ”

Burst!

Jing Ming's little touch disappeared in a blink of an eye, and you hate your son for not dying, how much do you have to look forward to hugging your grandson? Even your son is out of the way.

Father Jing blushed a little at Jing Ming's resentful eyes, and waved his hand impatiently.

"Alright, don't take it to heart, forget if this doesn't work, and see you later. ”

After saying that, Jing's father patted his ass and went back to the house, and Liu Jingming sat in the courtyard helplessly.

God saw Jing Ming, and the meaning to Jing Ming is that he has a battle robe, and as for the rest, he hasn't thought so much about it for the time being. Dad's tightly arranged blind date schedule made Jing Ming have no intention of thinking about anything else. In the past two days, Jing Li's surplus value has been squeezed out, and he has been pulled on a blind date every day, at the rate of two a day, for two and a half days. The Qingming Festival has ended, and the blind date has not ended.

said that it was a blind date, Jing Ming felt that he was no different from a light bulb. Basically, after all the girls met, they expressed their good feelings towards Jing Li either explicitly or secretly, and they knew to say hello to Jing Ming without any scruples, and they just treated Jing Ming as if they didn't exist, and chatted with Jing Li as if no one was around.

Nowadays, daughters are rich, and there are really not many people who are willing to think about others.

Jingming couldn't help but think of Ma Xiaolin who sprinkled and cleaned his room, and compared these girls with Ma Xiaolin, they were not a little worse than Ma Xiaolin.

If you really want to get married safely, Ma Xiaolin is undoubtedly the best choice.

Jingming once talked to Ma Xiaolin once and asked what kind of person Ma Xiaolin wanted to marry.

Ma Xiaolin's requirements are only two points, one is to love her, and the other is to be motivated.

These two points are irreproachable, and such a low demand for a big beauty is simply rare in today's society.

But these two simple points, Jing Ming is a little unsatisfactory, where does he get his love, and as for the word progressive, it is even more inconsistent with Jing Ming.

It's annoying.

Jing Li also understood his role, Brother Ming asked him to stir up these blind dates, so he did not refuse all the overtures of Jing Ming's blind dates. So much so that the feedback that Jing's father got from the woman was all useless, and his face was not very good-looking in the past two days.

Seeing that his father's face was getting darker and darker, Jing Ming knew that it was time for him to leave the house, and if he stayed any longer, his father would not be able to get sick.

In fact, Jingming wants to stay at home for a few more days, but looking at it, it is estimated that he will not be able to stay idle for a few more days.

So the day after the three-day holiday of the Qingming Festival, Jingming packed his bags, said goodbye to his parents, and returned to Zhongzhou City.

Looking at his parents who gradually disappeared from sight, Jing Ming sighed softly and couldn't help scratching his head, as if he had forgotten something.

What the hell is it? I can't remember.