What is this called?

Qingfeng pulls away the lonely ghost and the wild ghost.

The system is prying the fear of Qingyi.

A mantis stalks the cicada with one move, and the oriole is behind.

I know how to play!

Is this a thing that people do?!

Wait... System mothers are indeed not human.

I turned over the guardrail in depressed mood, walked towards the shore, picked up a handful of river water, washed my face, and wiped off the blood of the middle finger that closed the fire in the Heavenly Court.

Then he rushed home by the side of Shunjiang.

Looking at the whole year of life span, I was very happy, and my psychological pressure was also diminishing exponentially.

Now I can only hope to encounter the next task, so as to obtain experience value, upgrade to the so-called damn LV5 level, and see what kind of colorful mom is waiting for me, or some conspiracy is waiting for me to drill in.

I was in a good mood and hummed a small song.

After walking for half an hour, I walked downstairs to the unit building of my home.

"Um?"

I looked up at the fourth floor and saw a figure standing on the balcony of my house and looking downstairs... Could it be that a thief was in?

"Damn it? I've stole something and came to my house? You really don't know how to write the word "death". Today I'll be destined to scare you to death."

I was like a severely ill patient who was persecuted, and I was muttering to open the corridor door of the unit and jumped upstairs on five steps in one step.

When I arrived at the door of my house, I saw that the door was locked.

I carefully turned my body and pressed against the wall on the right, inserted my left hand into the key and twisted it around and opened the door lock. I suddenly opened the door with my right hand, and then rushed in with great might through the small open crack in the door.

"Don't move! What are you stealing! Hand over all the stolen things!"

I gestured with my fingers to pull out my gun, shouting at the empty and cold room, trying to intimidate the little thief through my voice.

After three or four seconds, no one agreed to me.

I scratched my head awkwardly and said to myself suspiciously: "What's the fuck that I'm blind again? No! Absolutely not!"

"Cruff..."

At this moment, the wooden door in my bedroom was opened.

When I heard the movement, I suddenly turned around, subconsciously buckled my fingers on my temples, making the moves that I was about to be constipated, and preparing to face the enemy properly.

"Back?!"

A middle-aged man walked out of the door. The middle-aged man was wearing a simple and ordinary black robe and pajamas, with long black and white hair shawls, and a pair of dead fish eyes, but not dull and unconscious. Instead, his eyes were bright and filled with unpowerful and angry eyes. The feminine little goose egg had no extra fat on his face, and the corners of his wide mouth were slightly turned downward, which made him feel serious.

He is at least 1.85 meters tall and is not wearing shoes. He has a layer of asphalt-like dirt sticking to the soles of his feet, and does not directly contact the floor.

The left hand hangs in a right angle in front of the lower abdomen.

He spoke very slowly, and his accent was slightly mixed with Mandarin with a tune of Jiang x, so he couldn't hear it without any care. At the same time, he could give me a bright smile as much as possible.

"Who are you?"

I had a vague impression of him, and he had no intention of hurting me from beginning to end, so I asked politely.

"We should be acquainted with each other."

Middle-aged man still had his left hand hanging in front of his abdomen, walked out of the bedroom calmly and said to me with great quality: "Can I do it on this sofa and chat with you about family matters?"

"Can……"

I nodded at a loss.

"good!"

He smiled, like a polite child from his neighbor's house, sitting on the sofa with his legs together and his hands on his knees.

"What do you want to drink?"

I am still very surprised by the identity of this middle-aged man, but seeing that he has such a high moral culture, I can only play the way of entertaining guests.

"No thirst, please bring me a cigarette."

When the middle-aged man said the word syrup, his tone was a little quick.

"good!"

I secretly opened my sense power, took out the cigarette box from my pocket, took out two cigarettes and put them in my mouth, lit them together, and sucked one by myself, and handed it to him: "Hehe... can't dislike me."

"cannot……"

The middle-aged man took the cigarette and took a deep breath of tobacco.

"Where are you coming from?"

I stood opposite him, smoking a cigarette.

"under."

The middle-aged man pinched the cigarette and made a downward gesture.

"Why are you here?"

As expected, it really came from below.

“Urgent update…”

Middle-aged people are so shy that they are hard to speak of, as if they are doing something shameful.

"What's the matter? Urge update?"

I am even more confused. Isn’t it a professional vocabulary used to read novels or videos?

"Well……"

Perhaps the smoke choked, and the middle-aged man choked for a moment before continuing: "That...you haven't broadcast live on the live broadcast platform of "You Got to Die in the Third Update" for a long time. The ghost below likes you very much, so I came up to urge you and ask you when you will start the live broadcast again."

"Ah! That's the case!"

I instantly knew what he was going to do and rubbed my hands: "Brother, you don't know anything! In fact, I am not only a platform anchor, but also a disagreement between Qin Guangdian and the Qin Guangdian. Recently, I have been too busy in the living world. His Highness Qin Guang has been giving me work, saying that he misses me, and one day he might be promoted to become a handsome man in Yin. If he can't do it, he will be straight up..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

The middle-aged man couldn't listen to me and brag loudly, and quickly made a gesture to stop: "My name is Sima Tongzhao..."

"ah!"

I was bragging, but even the eight cows couldn't pull them back, so I ignored him and said, "It's not that I bragging to you. My buddy, I'm so crazy about live broadcasts. Can you eat your own ashes and bibimbap?! It's not possible for anyone else. Now the live broadcast is a gimmick. Without gimmicks, there are no ghosts to watch? Without gimmicks, no rich man can beat you to rockets?!"

"Our live broadcast platform has not developed now. Let me tell you, His Highness Qin Guang's idea is too old-fashioned and cannot keep up with the development of modern ghost thinking. If you don't have a little curiosity and color, who can see it?!"

"If I were in charge of this live broadcast platform, I would advance a group of Southeast Asian style paper people, so that these paper people would do nothing in a day, and just dance blindly, and the more I danced, the less clothes I danced."

"Also, the amount of this gift must also be increased, otherwise how can you make a profit?"

"The most important thing is traffic. If we don't have it, we will play the entire LED super-sized screen in Fengdu City, and play the content of the live broadcast platform 24 hours a day. Then let those ignorant ghosts know if they don't want to know."

"Search a few more gentry and tycoons to spend money on hot spots, and use news hype to make a name for how much profit can you make when doing live broadcasts on the platform. At this time, you need a title party! What a shocking thing? The monthly income of the ghost is over 10 billion Yinbao. Once this money is taken out, the popularity will definitely increase. As for how to deal with Yinbao, at worst, you can pay back the 30% 70% of the account in the future."

I made a long speech, saying that my mouth was dry and my mouth was still unsatisfied, and I took a sip of cigarettes again and asked a question that was thrown into my mind: "Man! What did you call me? What's the dead mom?"

"I said my name is Sima Tongzhao!"

Sima Tongzhao said his name in a slight and stressful tone.

"This one is a bit familiar!"

I lowered my head and filtered it carefully, and I always felt that the name was familiar.

etc……

Sima Tongzhao?!

A character who makes countless ghosts shut up directly in one sentence!

It is very likely that he is a big shot around His Highness Qin Guang!

The Taoist practice is definitely not low, and I know some inside stories about the secrets of the underworld.

Watt posted?!What did he come to me for? Kill someone to silence me?!

"Bang!"

My legs were shaking like sieves. I knelt on the ground without any nerves and raised a finger to make a swearing: "Brother! I said the wrong thing just now, don't keep it in my heart! I will clean up and start a live broadcast, so I will make sure that you and Your Highness Qin Guang are happy and will not disappoint you two!"

"Get up, get up quickly!"

Sima Tongzhao walked over from the sofa with a smile and helped me up: "You don't have to be so scared. Your Highness knows what happened in the world, and he also remembers your merits. An innate Ding and other Yin Chai killed the Yin Chai Palace and defected to Yin Chai, and also helped the Yin Chai Palace in Biancheng Palace to capture the lust and help our family kill people. Your merits are really great and your strength is indeed not weak. If I were from your level, I might not have been able to do it."

"You are too humble. You are just lucky."

After I was helped up by him, I owed a little step back and held my fists to show my respect.

"You don't have to be nervous, I'm just here to see you."

Sima Tongzhao continued to "friendly" and said, "Okay, just remember to have time to start a live broadcast. Work hard in the world, I'll wait for you to enter the house in the underworld and break out of your own world. Spread your wings and soar! Boy!"

"Okay...you're talking to me, can I not give you face? Live broadcast! Must be live broadcast! For the development of the underworld entertainment industry, I will give my most sincere strength! I will be loyal to His Highness Qin Guang! Long live His Highness Qin Guang!"
Chapter completed!