《My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms》My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms - Chapter 48,
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Chapter 48,
Ding Dong!
Momania and Han Xiuer disappeared instantly, Lin Hai’s WeChat rang .
Open and look, it’s the message of the system .
Over the soul of death, reward 10,000 Yin and De Points .
Why? There are rewards again . So many more?
Lin Hai had just been depressed by the experience of Mo Fan and Han Xiuer . Now, at the first sight of merit and virtue, those sorrows were immediately forgotten .
I can’t help cursing, Made, I’m a real money addict .
Hey, no?
Lin Hai suddenly responded, this award seems to be Yin De, not merit?
Lin Hai opened his wallet in a hurry . Sure enough, it showed merit at 100 and Yin and De at 10000 .
Grass, what kind of ghost is Yinde?
Lin Hai is confused .
Made, whatever it is, it’s better to have one than none .
Lin Hai’s reward for this system is also somewhat strange .
To help Xiao Qingshan have rewards, to help Han Xiuer have rewards, why not save bald head and Liushan?
After thinking for a long time, Lin Hai had a guess .
Both skinhead and Liushan are related to themselves, while Xiao Qingshan and Han Xiuer are strangers and have nothing to do with themselves .
It seems that only by helping people who have nothing to do with themselves can there be rewards .
Yes, it must be .
After the matter was settled, Lin Hai did not stay and boarded the return train directly .
Lying on the sleeper of the train, Lin Hai took out his mobile phone and opened the Wechat .
Looking at the Qiankun bag, there is indeed an extra book in it .
Distribution of tendons and bones: Secret books of martial arts, rank: high yellow rank .
“Why? Is this martial art graded?
Extract!
Do you study?
Study!
Learn to divide the tendons and make mistakes .
Lin Hai felt only a stream of information pouring into his mind .
Next moment, Lin Hai has fully mastered all the maneuvers and all the joints of the human body .
It’s like having worked hard for decades . It’s absolutely handy to put it on display .
Lin Hai felt happy after a couple of skyscratches .
Which boy did not have a martial arts dream when he was young . Lin Hai also read martial arts novels and fantasized himself as a swordsman who killed ten people in one step and did not stay for thousands of miles .
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It feels like how powerful and handsome it is .
Nowadays, I have learned this skeletal hand, and I should be considered a martial arts master .
“Gee, neuropathy . ” Just in proportion, a small murmur came from the sleeper on the upper left of Lin Hai .
Lin Hai turned his head and looked at a woman in her thirties, who was casting a contemptuous eye on herself .
Seeing Lin Hai looking at her, the woman immediately stared at her .
“Look at what! Haven’t you seen a beautiful woman?” After that, Lin Hai looked white and turned his head to the inside .
“Ah, ugly one, dare to call herself a beautiful woman, what a big face!” Lin Hai scolded in his heart that a woman, Lin Hai was too lazy to argue with her .
Stretch out your hand and continue to compare with the newly learned broken-boned hand, enjoy it .
Ding Dong!
WeChat rang .
Lin Hai took it up and looked at it . I wiped it . It was from Sun Wukong .
Sun Wukong: My old grandson visited Tieguai Li yesterday . The old waiter brought out a treasure called Chinese brand cigarette to entertain him . This treasure is very magical . Listen to the old waiter, it comes from you?
Come on, Sun Wukong smoked cigarettes .
Lin Hai imagined Sun Wukong holding a cigarette and felt a burst of laughter .
Little Muddleheaded Fairy: Yes, Da Sheng .
Sun Wukong: I wonder if you still have this treasure . Can you sell some of my grandchildren?
To smoke, Lin Hai took out his pocket and half a box of Chinese cigarettes .
Little Muddleheaded Immortal: How can the Great Saint be so polite? When the Great Saint made a great disturbance in the Heavenly Palace, he threw his five bodies into the ground . Since then, he has regarded the Great Saint as an idol . What the Great Saint needs is to say, don’t talk about buying or not buying anything .
Lin Hai knows that Sun Wukong’s most proud thing is to make a scene in the Heaven Palace . Without seeing the TV, he said that my grandson was the Qitian Monkey King who made a scene in the Heaven Palace 500 years ago .
So Lin Hai flattered him first .
Sure enough, Sun Wukong over there was very happy .
Sun Wukong: Hey hey, I think when my old Sun made a scene in the Heavenly Palace, 100,000 soldiers and generals could not take my old Sun for granted .
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Little Muddleheaded Fairy: Of course, the Holy Spirit, but the whole heaven is a rare opponent, even the Jade Emperor was frightened by the Holy Spirit to drill under the table?
Sun Wukong: Haha, the old man of Jade Emperor . Now when I meet my old grandson, they are still trembling .
Ding Dong!
Sun Wukong sent you a gourd monkey wine .
Sun Wukong: The wine brewed by children is for my brother to taste .
I wipe, cool ah!
Lin Hai was so happy, Made, the value of this flattery . The monkey was so happy that he gave something directly .
It seems that it will be all right in the future . It will certainly benefit a lot if we flatter Sun Wukong more .
However, Lin Hai’s love for Sun Wukong is sincere, and naturally can’t let him suffer .
Ding Dong!
You sent half a box of Chinese cigarettes to Monkey King .
You sent a lighter to Sun Wukong .
Little Muddleheaded Fairy: Dasheng, Xiaoxian is currently traveling abroad . There is only so much on him . When you get back, you can send more .
Sun Wukong: Oh, thanks, thanks! How much merit do you need? My grandson bought it .
Little Muddleheaded Fairy: Hey, Dasheng, can’t you look down on Xiaoxian? If you buy again, then don’t contact Xiaoxian, just delete your friends .
Lin Hai pretended to be angry .
Sun Wukong: Don’t be angry . Don’t be angry . It’s my grandson’s fault . Then my grandson is not polite . My brother will have something to do in the future, even if he looks for my grandson .
Yeah! Lin Hai waved his fist happily .
Half a box of cigarettes, we found a strong backstage, this business, it’s worth it!
Who is Sun Wukong? It is the master of the Heavenly Palace who defeats the Buddha in battle .
He has a good relationship with himself, who dares to provoke himself in the future .
The more Lin Haiyue thought, the more beautiful he was .
Opening the bag, Lin Hai looked at the monkey wine inside .
Monkey Wine: The wine brewed by the monkeys in Huaguoshan has the effect of strengthening the body, invigorating the spirit and prolonging the life .
Good stuff! Lin Hai said a word of praise in his heart .
From Yanyun City to Jiangnan City, we need to reverse a car in Yanjing .
Lin Hai got out of the car and suddenly remembered that Xiao Qingshan was from Yanjing .
Last time in my hometown, Xiao Qingshan helped me a lot .
Returning to Jiangnan City and letting the commander of the military sub-district take care of himself is kind to himself .
Lin Hai has always been a man of grace and revenge .
Before coming, because it is inconvenient to visit Xiao Qingshan with an ashes box, it would be a little ignorant to go back here if you don’t go through the door .
Out of the phone, Lin Hai dialed Xiao Qingshan .
“Ha-ha, Xiao Lin, how did you think of calling this old man of mine?” Xiao Qingshan’s voice is bright and bright, and he seems to be in a good mood .
“Xiao Lao, I went to Yanyun on business . I’m not going back to Yanjing . I’m going to visit you . ”
“Oh? Are you in Yanjing?” Xiao Qingshan was surprised .
“Well, I just got off the train . ”
“Well, wait at the station . I’ll have you picked up right away . ”
Soon, a black Audi A8 stopped in the square of Yanjing West Railway Station .
Two young men came down from the car .
Lin Hai knows Xiao Qingshan’s drivers and guards, Xiao Wang and Xiao Wu .
“Wang Ge, Angkor, see you again . ” Before Lin Hai, he greeted politely .
Although these two men are only drivers and guards, Lin Haiyin knows that Xiao Qingshan’s identity is not simple, so these two people absolutely follow the tide, if placed outside Beijing, mayor and county mayor level, it is estimated that they all have great respect for people .
Maybe you’re not even a bird!
Therefore, Lin Hai put his posture very low .
“Xiao Lin, get on the car, Xiao Lao said to you twice after he returned to Beijing . ” Xiao Wu greeted Lin Hai to get on the bus .
Xiao Wu answered the phone when the car was halfway down .
Subsequently, Gubo’s face, which was not alarmed, suddenly changed color .
“Wang Bo, turn around and go to the headquarters hospital . Quick!”
Lin Hai was shocked and asked, “Angkor, what’s wrong?”
Xiao Wu Dun said, “Xiao Jia, something has happened!”
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