A car with the words "Animal Protection" drove out of Wuming City overnight to the provincial capital city adjacent to Wuming City.

The conditions in Wuming City Zoo are very limited, and this Arctic fox is a second-level protected animal. After discussion, the local wildlife protection association decided to send the Arctic fox to a place with a better living environment overnight.

"I don't know which smuggler got this fox to Wuming City. Fortunately, I met a kind-hearted person, otherwise life would be pitiful." The staff looked at the fox who was calling in the cage and said to his colleague, "But this fox has a really bad temper."

"Maybe it's because of its bad temper, the wild animal smuggler was worried that it would cause trouble, so he threw it away." The colleague sighed, "If it continues like this, I'm afraid that it will not be able to bear it before it has been sent to the provincial capital."

As soon as they finished speaking, a thick fog suddenly rose in front of them. There was no way to stop on the highway. They had to slow down and turn on the high beam light: "Why is it suddenly so fog?"

The driver was sweating in his heart. He had heard other drivers talk about the fact that thick fog fell in the blink of an eye, but this abnormal phenomenon is often linked to supernatural phenomena.

He turned his head to look at the two gentle staff members and tightened the steering wheel: "Two, please don't make any strange imaginations later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a person suddenly walking out of the middle of the road and the vehicle hit him directly.

"Ah!" the two staff members shouted in unison.

The driver touched the sweat on his face, and the words just now were vain.

"Me, do we want to call the police?" One of the staff members took out their phone tremblingly, but couldn't press the numbers accurately.

"Fuck!" the driver gritted his teeth, "Who would pass by the highway at this big night? And..." His voice trembled, "There was no impact at all."

The two staff members were stunned and said for a long time: "What does it mean?"

"What else can it mean? We're hitting a ghost." The driver saw the two people being scared to death, "Take out your phone and turn on the music player."

"What are you doing?"

"Search for the songs that are positive and masculine, and the Internationale can do it."

“standup, allvictionofoppression”

"Switch it off!" The driver was also a little scared and couldn't help but shout at the staff, "Can you two be more down-to-earth? Can this ghost from the wilderness understand foreign languages? Change me to the Chinese version!"

"Oh oh oh." The staff quickly searched for the Chinese version and found that there were several versions. They were a little stunned. Which version should he choose?

In desperation, he had to close his eyes and choose a random version. However, he didn't know that the song did not sound, and only saw a row of cold words on the screen: "Sorry, this song has been removed from the shelves because it has not been copyrighted."

He ordered several songs in a row before finding a version that could be played. Unfortunately, this version is obviously a cover song with a low level, which made them wonder whether they could scare away the ghosts.

The thick fog outside the car window did not dissipate. The strangest thing was that they found that there was only one of them on the entire highway.

The weak singing echoed in the car, and the two wild security staff were so scared that their faces turned pale and timid. One of the staff reached out to pull the cage containing the white fox into front of him, and trembled and opened the lock of the cage.

"What are you doing?"

"If there is really any evil spirit later, it will definitely be targeting us living people. This little thing still has a chance to run away." The staff member who opened the cage was so scared that his teeth trembled, "I can protect one... I think one."

Hu Ming glanced at the human who was shaking his hands and turned his head disdainfully, and was so cowardly, who would protect whom?

The fog in front was so thick that it was impossible to see my fingers. The driver did not dare to continue driving the car forward, so he simply stepped on the brakes and drove the car to the side of the road to stop, turning on the emergency double flash lights.

The breathing of the three people came one after another in the quiet car.

"Wow!" A crow that came from somewhere suddenly landed on the front of the car, staring at the three people in the car. This was not like the eyes of animals, the emotions of people in their eyes.

The staff stuffed the Arctic fox under the seat and held it down to prevent it from coming out.

The crow flapped his wings and left, and a group of people in red appeared in front of the road. These people were stiff and had no vitality at all.

"The Ghost King is on a tour, and everyone avoids it."

The person in the leader read this sentence mechanically. When he was about to pass by the car of the Wild Protection Association, he suddenly stopped and turned his head stiffly to look at the three of them: "Those who disturb the road will be killed without mercy."

Hu Ming crawled out from under his seat, opened the car door with one claw, jumped down, and then grabbed it and scratched the leader.

A lonely ghost, you pretend to be your grandfather's leg.

The King of Ghosts, the King of Ghosts, dared to be so pretentious as soon as he entered the territory of Wuming City. Since Lord Tiandao established the God Mansion in Wuming City, even the boss of the underworld kingdom came to this territory, he had to be honest and orderly. A devil who had just come from another place dared to take a group of miscellaneous people to be king?

He couldn't move Shen Chang'an, and he couldn't move such garbage? Hu Ming was already angry and threw the demons into the newspaper, not only did he say that he could show off in front of him.

With his claws down, the ghost seemed to have been torn paper, split into two and fell to the ground.

"Who dares to hurt me?"

"You are pretending to be your grandfather's pussy!" Hu Ming flew into the sedan chair. There was an evil ghost with green face and fangs sitting in the sedan chair. Without saying a word, Hu Ming slapped his tail on the face of the evil ghost. The evil ghost fell out of the sedan chair and wanted to run away when he got up.

Hu Ming was worried that he had no place to vent his emotions, so how could he let him run away? After a series of kicks, he beat the evil ghost to the body and the soul was unstable.

The three humans huddled in the car watched the scene in amazement, almost forgetting their breathing.

This is... the live version of the White Fox repays his kindness, and the film and television dramas do not lie.

Hu Ming was not a demon who cultivated merits and virtues. He beat the evil ghost almost to the point. After he exhaled enough, he opened his mouth and swallowed the evil ghosts into his stomach. After eating the ghosts, he didn't count. He kneaded all the other ghosts into a ball, picked up a dirty mineral water bottle on the side of the road, and stuffed all the ghosts' souls into it.

After doing this, he turned around and looked at the cowardly and weak human in the car, and crawled into the grass and disappeared.

He never wants to see Shen Changan again, and he doesn't even want to hear his name!

"Run, run away?" The staff of the Wild Protection Association saw the Arctic fox running away. Seeing the thick fog around it gradually dissipated, they slowly came to their senses.

"After we went back, we said that we encountered a ghost on the road. After the white fox wiped the ghost, we ran away by ourselves. Will the leader believe it?"

“…”

Who would believe it!

"There is a driving recorder in the car..." The driver swallowed, "Let's go back quickly." If he didn't go back, he was afraid that some demon king, the tiger king, would come out halfway.

After dinner at Dao Nian's house in the evening, Chen Chang'an remembered the newspaper. He stuffed the neatly folded newspaper to Liu Mao: "Brother Liu, the matter of having someone send the White Fox to the police station has been reported."

"What's going on?" Dao Nian glanced at Liu Mao, "Who sent it to the police station?"

"Mr. Chen found a lost Arctic fox at home last night. We have arranged for someone to send the fox to the police station. Now the white fox has received the most appropriate assistance."

"Well..." Dao Nian took the newspaper in Chen Chang'an's hand and "well done."

Hearing this, Liu Mao understood in his heart that Hu Ming would not be able to appear here again in the future.

After chatting for a while, a message popped up from Chen Chang'an's mobile phone, which was a promotional advertisement for Double Eleven. He turned his head and asked Nian: "Dao Nian, what do you want to buy recently?"

Daonian shook his head.

Chen Changan felt that he didn’t seem to need anything in particular, but if he didn’t buy something in this kind of shopping festival, he always felt that he lacked liveliness.

He thought about it all night but didn't expect anything to buy. After getting up in the morning, he cut a few flowers in the small garden and searched around. He found that the young gardener with an awl face was not here, so he asked Shentu who was standing next to him: "The guy with an awl face is not here today?"

Because he was arrested by you and sent to the police station.

Shen Tu coughed dryly: "He was not serious when he was working, and Brother Liu found out that he was secretly bullied the parrot, so the gentleman fired him."

"Oh." Chen Chang'an nodded. The behavior of animal abuse cannot be tolerated, so he should be fired.

He put the cut flowers into the vase. When he turned to the stairs, he saw that Dao Nian had already gotten up, so he changed the vase in his hand to the vase of yesterday: "I'll go downstairs and run for a while, and call me when I'm having a meal."

The sports meet is about to begin, and he still has to sharpen his gun at the last minute.

"Yes." Dao Nian looked at the flowers that still had morning dew in the vase, "I asked Lao Zhao to prepare an exercise meal for you."

"Don't be so strict, right?" Chen Changan was shocked. Sports meals were very unpalatable.

"Since you have done it, you have to do your best." Dao Nian leaned against the back of the chair and looked at Chen Chang'an lazily. "Shen Tu has a friend named Wu Qu who is very good at sports. I'll ask him to provide you with professional training."

"Ah?!" Although Dao Nian still looked like he didn't want to open his eyes, Chen Changan just felt that the other party was laughing and was still very happy.

"Dao Nian, I think this kind of thing focuses on participation, rankings, etc...."

"Don't worry, we all will cooperate with your training." Dao Nian lowered his eyelids and stopped going to see Chen Chang'an, "Exercise well."

Chen Chang'an: "..."

So was the barbecue he had the night before yesterday his last meal before enjoying his body?

"Dao Nian, you can't do this when you become a parent in the future." Chen Changan patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "Otherwise, how much pressure will be on the child."

Dao Nian looked up at him: "Since you don't want to, then..."

"Forget it, it's better to get a ranking." Chen Changan compromised himself, "But I'll say it in advance, I may not guarantee that I can win the prize."

Daonian nodded. After Chen Chang'an left, he took out a few books from the bedside table drawer and threw them directly into the trash can.

The covers of these books are printed with names such as "How to Make Your Child Success", "How to Raise Proud Children", "Those who Stress Can Make Progress" and so on.

The books written by humans, the so-called successful parents, are useless at all.

Ten minutes later, Chen Chang'an met Shen Tu's friend Wu Qu. The other party was not the muscular man he imagined, but a slender and handsome young man with a slender figure and handsome appearance. His hair looked particularly tough, like a steel needle standing up.

"Is this Mr. Chen?" Wu Qu smiled at Chen Chang'an with a sunny look on his face, "Hello, I am Wu Qu."

"Hello Brother Wu, I'll trouble you in the next few days." Chen Changan shook hands with the other party.

"I'm very happy where I can help you." Wu Qu was kind to Chen Changan, "I still have some experience in this type of competition. What are the main events Mr. Chen's comparisons?"

Chen Chang'an handed over the project list to Wuqu.

"One thousand-meter long-distance running, a hundred-meter sprint running, a shot put game and a long jump?" After seeing the weapon, he smiled relaxedly, "No problem, with me here, you will definitely not lose."

Chen Chang'an: "..."

Why do everyone from Dao Nian to his staff value winning or losing so much?

In the next few days, Chen Chang'an will be severely tortured by his coach in the future. Unexpectedly, Wuqu is different from the coach in the gym. Not only does he not strictly require him, he also reminds him to combine work and rest.
To be continued...