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Chapter 261

"Bai Kai? There is no one in our team called Bai Kai!" Although the haggard Boss Zhao's eyes were dull, he still did not delay his use of two big blue and gray bags to despise He Xiaoman's IQ.

In his upcoming life, Bai Kai never appeared, although this name is very popular.

"Then you wait first, I'll go out."

Boss Zhao watched He Xiaoman run out of the room like a burning butt.

"I find that you are becoming more and more unreliable. You can get over the wrong wall if you take on a task. I am now poor. Are you trying to cheat me to death and then change a partner to continue to cheat?"

——The owner is irritable.

"Come on, tell me what the mission is?"

——The detained soul. The task content is to help Bai Kai recover his soul.

He Xiaoman wanted to pull his hair: "Where is Bai Kai, where is the human? Where is the human?"

——How did you receive the Ghost King mission?

It was triggered by Liu Suozhu's mission.

——Is there a ghost king in Liu Suozhu’s mission?

Zhao Qingming quietly opened a gap in the study door and saw He Xiaoman standing in the yard and cursing at the void.

Why does she have the attitude to scold others for being unreliable? It seems that you are very reliable.

There was a voice in my heart telling myself, let's go, this is obviously not as good as the old fairies I've looked for before.

During this period, the one-eyed dragon, Bai Jiatang, Jin Sangu... all the local big names who danced in the great god world have searched, but no matter how big they are, they can't control them. The most exaggerated one is Jin Sangu, who stood far away at his doorstep and turned around and left without even saying a word.

Later, he invited several more famous people than the previous ones. The only one who promised to see the matter put three incense sticks into the incense burner, and all the roots were broken. He quickly stuffed the old fairy another 1,000 yuan, but this time he couldn't even lit it.

He was really desperate. Zhao Qingming suddenly remembered that class reunion. He Xiaoman said half-truth and half-supposedly that she would be a great god, and he was 2,000 yuan at a time. He also stared at him with some intent and said, "You have to come to me sooner or later."

He told his mother about this, and said that since this is the case, let's try it, treat the dead horse as a living horse. What if your classmate's blind cat hits the dead mouse and tries to put your affairs in peace?

He was already dead in my mother's heart, and Zhao Qingming suddenly felt a little heartbroken.

But no one wants to die, especially since he started from scratch, he has a net worth of 10 million. He has not yet married a wife!

He Xiaoman adjusted his emotions and returned to the study room. He saw Zhao Qingming, who was slightly embarrassed at the door.

"Ah...uh, I'll communicate with my immortal family, hahaha, he said it should be no big problem, no big problem."

Just like whenever there is a slight hope in front of a dying person, he always tries to catch it and be reluctant to give up, even if this hope seems so unreliable.

Zhao Qingming grabbed the little tail of hope in a nervous state, and looked at He Xiaoman pitifully and continued to tell his story.

It was actually an accident.

Everyone played and filmed all the way, and arrived at Laoxiong Cave safely at around 3 pm.

It was dark early in the winter in the north, and it was in the mountains again. In the afternoon, the temperature dropped by the cliff. Fortunately, everyone had more or less camping experience before. Soon they set up camping tents to sort out their sleeping bags. Two girls, Yuan Limin and Hai Lan, were responsible for preparing dinner for everyone. Others were picking up firewood, cutting branches, and making fires, and they were busy with their own duties, which really meant an adventure in the wild.

It was completely dark outside at five o'clock. After a full meal, everyone had a short rest. Then they held up a torch and LED flashlight, and went to Lao Xiong Cave with casual knives at night.

The Old Bear Cave is different from ordinary caves. It is extremely spacious when you enter. The cave is very dry and tidy. Apart from the dust, fallen leaves and a strange smell, there are no traces of wild animals that have lived in caves.

At night, they held up a torch to make the cave clearly extinguished. Several people deliberately created topics and created atmospheres, but they really had a gloomy and terrifying meaning.

Yuan Limin, who was in charge of the video, rushed to the front of the team and then fell to the end of the team, explaining from different angles what a thrilling large wildlife encounter this time.

Occasionally, people see some things, such as strange patterns on the walls that are carved with knives, and even those shredded stone pots in the corners will be taken out to record them. Everyone just scanned the stone pots. These things that seem to be big pickle jars must be known to most rural children.

But now this kind of thing is rare, so everyone took a photo from afar and screamed in surprise. Oh, why did you suddenly feel so cold! My god, my hair is standing up all over my body! Listen, why do I feel the sound of footsteps behind me?

Such a picture, coupled with music, will be a very exciting video of curious adventures and thrillers after the text is synthesized later.

"Then have you discovered anything in the Old Bear Cave? Apart from those secondary bone altars." He Xiaoman asked Zhao Qingming.

Zhao Qingming seemed to have experienced something very terrifying during this period, and no one could tell him, so he told He Xiaoman everything he remembered in detail.

"The Old Bear Cave is not too big, and the particularly spacious place is only about 100 square meters. We deliberately created various explosive points and pieced them together in just over ten minutes. The most terrifying thing during this period was that Yuan Limin's classmate Hai Lan was fussing and said that he saw a black shadow running out."

"What happened later?"

"Later, in order to increase the horror atmosphere, we returned to the tent and lay in our sleeping bags and started talking about candlelight, telling all kinds of ghost stories that everyone heard, and then we said that we were bored and fell asleep."

A confusion flashed in Zhao Qingming's eyes, as if wondering what was wrong.

"The next day, we packed our luggage and went down the mountain. The road back was calm and nothing happened."

He Xiaoman listened quietly. She knew that it was impossible that nothing really happened, otherwise why would Zhao Qingming have to come and beg for her in such a mess?

"That episode of the video really received a good response. We didn't say it when we were on the homepage, but we also gained more than 50,000 fans. For a small team like me who is neither high nor low, this is already a very awesome number."

He Xiaoman silently planned that a person can earn 3 yuan per person and record a video with explosive points can actually increase 50,000 fans, which is equivalent to making 150,000 yuan. As expected, it is a huge profit, and it is almost as fast as his own money-making speed.

——Don’t make trouble. If you have money, you will lose your family. If you don’t have money, you will worship God. If you don’t make much money, you will lose your family.

The bulletin board was worth a lot of beating, and he would come out and slap He Xiaoman's little heart, which was already full of holes due to his debts.

"But we only had three days of happiness, and Hao Qiang died on the fourth day."
Chapter completed!
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