A parallel world, in a bustling metropolis.

In a very ordinary residential building, there was a fat guy with big ears living. While looking at the news on his phone, he laughed obscenely.

"I didn't expect that this newcomer was quite tactful and sent the red envelopes so quickly."

"However, this uncle Jiu in the movie doesn't seem to be rich, and he is not as good as the four-eyed Taoist, hiding a box of gold."

Speaking of this, the vulgar fat man slapped his lips, as if he was very dissatisfied with the red envelope sent by Hong Yun.

That's right, this guy is the group leader of the Zhutian chat group. His small eyes were spinning rapidly, thinking about how to find more benefits from "Uncle Jiu".

The omniscient and omnipotent god (group leader): "A new person has come, Mr. Zombie? Are you Uncle Jiu? You have two disciples, one is Qiu Sheng and the other is Wencai. I am right?"

The omniscient and omnipotent god (group leader): "I figured out how to send red envelopes so quickly. I am worthy of being Uncle Jiu. If I was not wrong, Uncle Jiu should be in Renjia Town now, right? I wonder if Uncle Jiu wants to know his destiny?"

Zeng Aniu: "Wow, the group leader has started to do his best again. He is indeed a god. He really knows everything."

Junzi Jian: "That's right, gods, they are naturally omniscient and omnipotent. Newcomers quickly send a few more red envelopes. The group leader may tell you your future destiny when he is happy. It's time to change his fate against the will of heaven!"

The owner of the world's No. 1 Manor: "What President Yue said is a bit unreasonable. If fate can really be changed, how can I calculate it? Or, is the calculated fate real?"

Junzi Jian: "The owner of Shangguan Manor or does not believe in the group leader?"

The owner of the world's No. 1 manor: "Since you believe in the fate calculated by the group owner, how can you talk about changing your fate against the will of heaven?"

Junzi Jian: "The group leader and the immortals have told you a lot of future destiny. You are still stubborn. I remember that you have never sent a red envelope to the group leader after joining the group. It's enough to be so stingy."

The owner of the world's No. 1 manor: "This is not stingy, but wisdom. Master Yue has no brains at all. No wonder the Five Yue Sword Sect has never been unified."

After Hong Yun joined the chat group, it instantly caused a hot chat in the group.

Especially when everyone saw Hong Yun sending out the red envelope, the group felt even more like a blowout.

Zeng Aniu: "The Supreme Immortal is so fast. Before Wuji can see what happened to the red envelope, the Supreme Immortal has already collected it."

Junzi Jian: "This is the strength of a god. We must be closer to the group leader in the future so that we will have the chance to become an immortal in the future. Don't be like someone, stingy and end up in vain."

The owner of the world's number one farmer: "I'm afraid that someone will be sold like a fool in the end and will be given a Count of the money."

Junzi Jian: "Shangguan Haitang, what do you mean? Are you doubting the group leader? I advise you not to seek death, which angers the gods and mortals, and you and me have no room for resistance."

The owner of the world's No. 1 Manor: "I'm just wondering why this newcomer is so familiar with the chat group. Don't forget how long it takes for us to find out the red envelopes after we join the group."

Yan Chixia: "The owner of Shangguan Manor is right. I have just thoroughly studied this thing yet."

The owner of the world's No. 1 manor: "Hey, Hero Yan actually came out of seclusion? It seems that Hero Yan also has some doubts, unlike some people who have no brains."

Gentleman Sword: "Hero Yan, a person who practices Taoism like you should understand what is a magical method, right?"

Yan Chixia: "That's right, our cultivators do know what a god is, but I know even more that there are many demons and evil spirits in this world who are pretending to be gods!"

Zeng Aniu: "I think everyone should stop arguing. What's going on? Let's ask the newcomers, don't you know?"

The owner of the world's No. 1 Manor: "Senior Zhang is right, @Mr. Zombie, can this senior tell me why you sent red envelopes so quickly? Is it a talent, or other reasons?"

After a brief praising the group leader, the people in the group suddenly brought the topic to Hong Yun.

However, at this time, Hong Yun had no intention of thinking about chatting with these people. He was now restless and leaning on his suitcase in a restless manner, gasping for breath.

......

At this time, the fat group leader was curling his lips and looking at the news in the group.

He also felt a little curious about the group members. It seemed that Uncle Jiu's familiarity with red envelopes was a bit beyond his imagination.

However, after watching for a long time, he didn't notice that "Uncle Jiu" was chatting in the group. The fat man immediately smiled.

"It seems that Uncle Jiu is just talented in red envelopes, and may not know how to type and chat until now."

Thinking of this, the fat group leader did not continue to shout. Anyway, the person has come, so there will be opportunities to get benefits from "Uncle Jiu".

"What good things are there on Uncle Jiu? Maoshan Taoist Dharma or spiritual talisman? I don't know what Uncle Jiu sent me. Will it be the magic of Maoshan School?"

"If this is the case, it seems to be good. As long as you don't like the Nine Yang scriptures created by Zhang Wuji, it is obscure and difficult to understand."

"Of course, not to mention that guy Yan Chixia, who hasn't sent a broken red envelope yet."

The fat man pointed the red envelope with his fingers as he spoke.

After opening the red envelope, the fat man felt that it was pitch black in front of him.

It was a black mist that suddenly rushed out of the phone and covered the lights in the room.

"Hey, what is this? Could it be a ghost?"

Watching the black fog rise and gradually condense an illusory figure, a wretched smile appeared on the fat man's face.

"Hehe, can you say that Uncle Jiu knows that I stay at home every day, so I bring me some fun?"

"Let me think about it. In the world of Uncle Jiu, there seem to be many beautiful female ghosts. I don't know which one is..."

As he thought about it, the fat man couldn't help but drool, his eyes turned red, and he stared at the increasingly solid figure.

"Damn...what is this? Why is it so ugly?"

Soon, when the black mist completely condensed, the fat man suddenly whispered, his face frightened to death, and the blood on his face disappeared instantly.

With a pale face, he stood up with trembling body and planned to run out.

It was just because this guy didn't exercise for too long. He stood up suddenly, and was frightened, so his blood pressure didn't keep up in an instant, and he suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

Then the female ghost seemed to be angry by the fat man's humiliation. She roared, like a beast out of the cage, and rushed directly from the air.

"Ao~~~, save..."

Before the call of help was finished, the screams came to an abrupt end, and there were only chewing sounds left in the whole room.

Crack, Crack...

In this deep night, it is clear and terrifying.

A moment later, a system prompt came, and Hong Yun, who was chatting in the group, was stunned.
Chapter completed!