Zhang Jiao walked out of the house and came to his bedroom. After taking the phone that was still beside the bed, he was about to check it out, but he found that the phone was running out of power and turned off automatically.

He suddenly understood.

After spending more than a month in the task, the real world time is also rotating simultaneously, otherwise my phone will not turn off automatically without power.

He took out the plug data cable and connected it to his phone.

As Noah's unique startup ringtone rang, Zhang Jiao immediately saw today's date.

"Is it already August 10th? That's sixteen days."

He recalled it a little, and it would take a moment to appear in the real world.

However, Zhang Jiao did not pay much attention to this. He pulled the address book of his mobile phone to check the missed calls and information. There were only a few customers who had few missed calls, and the messages were messages from ordinary friends who called to drink and play.

Zhang Jiao did not find any of his partner's messages or phone numbers, which surprised him very much.

If I remember correctly, when I entered the mission world, Miaozi's funeral was only one day. After I disappeared, no one came to find me?

He felt a little incredible and kept flipping through the news in his circle of friends, trying to find some clues, but during this period, there was almost no news in the small group they established. The only thing they found was the student group they used to find was the ones they had.

"The seedlings go uphill the day after tomorrow and are buried in the eastern section of the cemetery on the north slope. Are there any people who go to deliver seedlings together?"

Zhang Jiao looked at the news and felt a little suspicious. The cemetery he picked for Seedlings, but the seedlings were buried in it. He did not appear at the scene, and no one sent a message to him.

This is too strange!

He felt a little uneasy inside.

"No, I still have to go and see it myself."

Zhang Jiao turned around, opened the bedroom drawer, flipped through it a few times, found several power banks, tried them one by one, took a power bank with electricity and put it aside. Then he changed into dark and solemn clothes, put his mobile phone and power bank in his pocket, and walked out.

In the hall, the black little ghost was still kowtowing. As soon as Zhang Jiao walked in, the black-skinned thing immediately started to cry.

"Master, I really realized that I was wrong."

The sound of kowtowing was heard directly in his ears.

Zhang Jiao looked at it, grabbed the Pixiu on his wrist with his left hand, and rubbed it gently.

"Okay, prepare to go out with me."

The nigger who was kowtowed suddenly felt like a general amnesty. In the corners around, four other little ghosts crawled out at the same time and jumped towards Zhang Jiao.

"Master, take me with me too!"

"Master, take me, take me."

Five little ghosts surrounded his feet and were having fun like puppies.

Zhang Jiao looked at them coldly, swept them away without any pity like sweeping garbage, and strode out of the room.

Behind him, the five little ghosts immediately jumped or followed, and drilled into his body without any trace.

Zhang Jiao's steps immediately stopped, his brows frowned slightly, and his exhalation became a little heavier.

He paused for a moment and took out a lot of funeral objects from the next room and put them in large black plastic bags. He quickly walked through the old yard. He also pinched a ripe tomato from the potted plants passing by, wiped it and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he came to the door of the yard, locked the door in a few seconds, and walked out.

"Miaozi, I'll give you a cup first, and don't blame your brother for being rude later. After all, it's about life and death. I won't feel at ease if I don't figure it out. I think you can understand it."

While talking nonsense, he unscrewed the 60-degree old cellar, raised his head and poured half a bottle, and it seemed that it was more than three taels away.

The strong alcohol entered his throat, and he immediately stimulated and coughed violently.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

"You look like you have lost half your life, but you dare to do this, aren't you afraid of your life?"

Zhang Jiao turned around.

I saw a bald fat man who was short and round, who looked a little bit like Zhou Damiao, standing beside him with a sneer on his face.

"What, am I talking about? My first mission is not as bad as you? Are you going to break there?"

As the fat man said, he squatted to Zhou Damiao's tombstone with a mature squat, took out the incense candle brought by Zhang Jiao and lit it and inserted it.

Zhang Jiao looked at his actions coldly, and quietly pinched the Pixiu on his wrist with his left hand, and his facial features began to tremble faintly.

The fat man seemed to have not seen his movements. After sipping the incense, he leaned over and took the bottle of wine from his hand. He followed Zhang Jiao just now, then raised his head and took a big mouthful of wine, poured the remaining wine in front of Zhou Damiao's grave, and then said to Zhang Jiao carelessly.

"Okay, don't be careful about me. If I really want to take action, I won't wait until now if I take action last time. If you have any questions, I'll ask me. For the sake of Miaozi, I won't charge this time."

"Last time?"

Zhang Jiao moved when he heard this, recalled a little, and suddenly said with some awakening, "That sound that day, did you save me?"

On the day when Zhang Jiao was possessed by Fang Tian's order, the evil ghost in his body retaliated. Just when he was about to hold on, a sound like a dusk drum and morning bell brought back his consciousness again. This was also what he had been neglecting before, but now he mentioned it, he suddenly remembered it.

The fat man couldn't refuse when he heard this, shook his eyes and said, "It's me, but I didn't save you. Even if I didn't take action, since you were chosen by Him, you will never die."

As he said that, he also looked at Zhou Damiao's tombstone.

"Look, I've been selected in less than a day. You are a black man. I've given you almost three months and you can't trigger it. Remember to choose a better time when you reincarnate in the next life. Don't be so unlucky anymore!"

"What you gave? All this is because of you?" Zhang Jiao, who was standing beside him, looked at him with a stern voice, and was about to take action if he had a disagreement. "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

The fat man said without changing his face, "I gave it to you. As for who I am, I am Zi Ling'er, have you heard him say it?"

The fat man pointed at Zhou Damiao's tombstone with an innocent look on his face.

Zhang Jiao immediately said when he heard this, "Are you Miaozi's shemale partner, the one who lied to the group?"

The fat man gave him annoyed and said, "What is a shemale? We are playing female actors, okay? Also, we have never combined to deceive people. They are all those male players who forced us to buy fashion and get gold coins and copy. We are kind-hearted helping us, so we don't let their hearts waste, do you understand?"

Zhang Jiao pulled the corner of his mouth, vaguely remembering the scene when everyone often stayed together all night, Miaozi sat in the corner and turned on a voice changer and another female character named Zi Linger in the chat software acted coquettishly in the union group.

They had met many times in that scene.

The fat man ignored the look he looked over, and he continued to say as he looked at the photo on Miaozi's tombstone.

"That thing was obtained by me in the mission world some time ago, so I secretly gave it to him. The silly thought that his luck broke out and became the protagonist in the novel. He pretended to want to say it to others but didn't dare to say it. He didn't laugh to death."

As the fat man said, his eyes turned red, "I was going to make him laugh for a while, but I showed up with him, but I didn't expect to encounter a difficult task. When I came back, this silly would actually kill myself. It's such a fucking idiot, and you even got a bargain."

"Old unlucky guy!"

"Then you don't know what you gave him?" Zhang Jiao asked to the fat man with a sigh.

The fat man looked at him with some difficulty and said, "Of course I know, the Book of Heaven! Although it is incomplete, it took me a lot of effort to get it, otherwise I wouldn't give it to him! After all, that's my only real friend."

The fat man said to himself, "I have been fat since I was a child, and I have not studied well. I have almost no friends. My only hobby is playing games. Games can make me forget everything until I meet Seedlings online. Let's watch ** together, find film sources, play games, and even tell the most private thoughts in my heart. Do you know, this guy said that he controls loli on the surface, but he is actually a mature woman who likes those who are about thirty or forty. Hehe."

While laughing, he got up and walked towards Zhang Jiao.

"So, I'm willing to share my most precious things with him, but this unlucky guy had to go to Heizhou and actually killed himself."

"For his sake, I'll remind you. Don't think that the mission world is very simple. You may have noticed that in the mission world, you often complete the mission for a very unreasonable reason. The characters you encounter will help you intentionally or unintentionally, and sometimes there are great benefits that will be automatically delivered to your door. Just like the protagonist in the story, you will always turn bad luck into good luck and good luck. Even if you encounter a main task that you can't handle, you can give up the mission and choose to return,"

The fat man's face slowly came over and said with a serious expression, "Those are all bullshits. Danger is everywhere. If you hold this mentality, you will really die."

"It will die."

Zhang Jiao suddenly thought that he had won the title in Fengdu because of his dignified appearance. Countless questions flashed through his mind, just as he was about to speak.
Chapter completed!