But they found that what everyone was looking for? And they were all distorted and hated the terrifying. At first, they were still wondering.

It was not until the wall on their left knocked on the door and said, "Brother, are you making delicious food?" At this time, Jiang Chen and the others realized that the restlessness actually came from the hot pot in front of them.

The three ghost messengers looked at each other and quickly solved the remaining ingredients. Qin Hui quickly packed up the dishes, chopsticks, and pots, collected the ghost soldiers, and then crawled back to his room through the hole.

Then he seemed to think of something. He crawled over and sprinkled something into Jiang Chen's room. Suddenly, a scent of plants gradually spread in the room.

The smell was very unique, and it quickly suppressed the smell of the hot pot. After leaving the former Qin Hui, she actually looked at the ceiling, then she was very good at sticking the stones back, and then deliberately pasted them with paper.

Jiang Chen was even more confused and kept reminding him in his mind that this person was doing so quickly, or was he so active only when eating?

At four o'clock in the morning, when the bell rang, Jiang Chen, As and Qin Hui rushed out at the first time. The speed made many ghosts who had just emerged from the room stunned.

There were even more ghosts flying out of the window of Building 2 and shouting in the air: "Who was eating last night?" I'm going! I'm so greedy!

The following sentence was naturally not shouted out. If everyone knows that he was greedy for a meal, wouldn’t he be embarrassed?

"That's right, who actually released the poison last night?"

"I remember the smell came from here."

A few more ghosts kept shouting and kept approaching the 22nd floor, but when they found the near window No. 3, they only smelled a faint fragrance of grass and trees.

The taste of hot pot is not as strong as the supplies nearby, which makes them feel very depressed.

“奇怪?难道是找错了?”那些鬼王旁边的屋子里飞去,敲敲窗说道:“喂,昨晚是不是你在吃东西?”

"Who has eaten?" The ghost who was knocked on the window showed his head. Seeing that the person who came was not good, he immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, I want to find a problem? Fight?"

"Want it, fight, who is afraid of who?" The ghost who knocked on the window had a very tough temper and immediately forgot the original intention of knocking on the window. However, just as the two ghosts were about to roll up their sleeves and couldn't help but start to fuck them.

Below Building 2, a female dormitory manager wearing a white robe and plump figure shouted.

"If you fight, get out of the way, don't make trouble here!" The two ghosts then remembered what this place was, turned their heads and said, "Do you dare to go to the competitive platform?"

"Go and go! Whoever is afraid of whom!"

At this moment, Jiang Chen had been wandering around outside and returned to Building 2. When he went back, his hometown had been waiting at the door for a while.

江晨出现的时候,他并没有闻为何晚来,只是感觉精神看上去不是很好,江晨还问了一句,而故里看了他一眼,嘀咕道.

"It's not a big deal. It's just at two or three o'clock, I don't know who's eating meat..." As soon as Chang'an came out, he went straight to the butcher shop. If he hadn't remembered Jiang Chen's mission, he would have gone with him.

不过,这时故里默默口袋,先赚钱才能有肉吃.

Jiang Chen didn't say anything. He never thought it would be just a meal that would cause such a great agitation.

"Set out!" The hometown tilted his head and looked at Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen looked around and said, "Let's go!" Today, Jiang Chen is going to do tasks to earn training cards and contribute to redemption skills.

Before that, my hometown was responsible for taking Jiang Chen to familiarize himself with the underworld passage in the South Palace. If you can't find the entrance to the passage after completing the task, it will be very embarrassing.

In the world, in the suburbs.

At seven o'clock in the morning, it was bright and a white van was slowly driving on the concrete road. When passing a fork, the people on the truck turned the steering wheel.

I saw a van slowly turning into the dirt road next to it. The road was covered with half a meter-high weed and no one took care of it. Only where the truck drove by, there was a route that was pressed out by the wheels.

At this moment, in the driver's seat, the man had stubble, his skin was dark, and there were several deep head-up patterns above his eyebrows. He held the steering wheel with one hand and lit ash outside the window with the other.

A thick cocoon on the fingertips could be seen. At this time, the phone on the passenger seat rang. The man took the phone and said, "Here! Come! Stop urging, it's not a child, why urging me?"

After saying a few words, he hung up the phone cursingly and threw his cell phone to the side, knowing that the dirt road is not smooth and bumpy.

The van also became shaking for a moment. After moving away from the highway, the man looked at a big tree in front of him, as if he had seen some signal.

He took a deep breath of cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt directly outside the window, and began to free up his hands to control the steering wheel. Soon, the car drove into the woods not far away.

In the woods, at the agreed place, there was a shabby tricycle. Next to the tricycle, there was already a young man in a denim jacket and a woman with a bucket waist.

Seeing the van coming, the young man reminded the woman, "Here is here!"

The van had already stopped in the woods, and the middle-aged man with stubble and dark skin got out of the car, pointed to the back of the car and continued.

"Everything is inside!"

The woman sitting on the stone rested slowly, then she went to the back of the car to look, then inspected the goods one by one, and then nodded to the young man.

Perhaps when I checked just now, I was a little more powerful, and the goods behind the car were moving a little.

"Go away quickly! Don't delay!" The lighter in the middle-aged man's hand lit the cigarette with a "click", and waved his hands to the young man and the woman over there.

"Yeah!" The young man didn't say much, turned over to the driver's seat, and the woman followed him into the car. The middle-aged man went to the back of the tree to put some water, and then began to slowly humming a song toward the small tricycle next to him.

In the woods, two figures suddenly appeared above a deserted and uninhabited wooden house, one tall and one short, one white and one red.

"This is the underworld passage in the south of Musheng." The hometown looked at Jiang Chen and continued: "You should see on the map. Serial number 1, that is, there are several underworld passages not far away."

"Um!"

At this moment, Jiang Chen expanded the map in his hand, drew a mark on the place number 1 with his pen, and used his to estimate how far the task location was from here.

There are many markings on the map.
Chapter completed!