In a daze, Zhang Yuanqing felt something soft and plump pressing on him, making him breathless.
Opening his eyes, he saw a round and delicate face and a narrow smile.
The aunt groaned and said:
"You bastard, if you dare to let me go, I'll beat you to death."
She sat down on her nephew, leaned forward, raised her buttocks and sat down hard.
Zhang Yuanqing groaned as he was sitting down and almost died. He straightened his back angrily and knocked the woman upside down.
As his aunt screamed "Oh," he saw that it was already dark outside the window, and unknowingly, he slept from morning to night.
"It's time to eat!"
My aunt lay on her side on the bed and kicked her nephew's butt with a series of deadly kicks.
"Please don't retaliate. I respect the old and love the young, and I don't share your common sense."
Zhang Yuanqing slipped to the bed, put on his shoes, and walked out of the room.
There was a strong fragrance in the living room. Grandpa and grandma were sitting at the dining table eating. Grandpa had silver hair, was thin and tall, and had a serious face, unsmiling.
"How is it? Is the person assigned to you this time OK?"
At the dinner table, grandma asked expectantly.
"Not bad, annual salary of one million, corporate executives, satisfied!"
My aunt nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"You say that every time, and you block people every time." Grandma poked her daughter in the head with her finger and scolded:
"Be careful and think about how old you are."
"Yes, yes...Zhang Yuanqing was gloating on the side, and then his calf was kicked hard by Jiang Yubai.
The two kicked each other under the table, and the table kept clanging.
"If you don't want to eat, go back to your room."
Grandma yelled, and Zhang Yuanqing and his aunt immediately lowered their heads to eat.
"Grandma, when will my cousin come back?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.
My uncle's family lives right across the street. Not long ago, my aunt and uncle, who came from a wealthy family, traveled abroad. During this time, I always had dinner here.
"He said he was working overtime tonight and won't be back at night... He is a man who works hard to death and is completely opposite to his idle father." Grandma complained.
Working overtime...Zhang Yuanqing couldn't hide his disappointment and said "oh".
After dinner, Zhang Yuanqing and Jiang Yuyi went back to their rooms, leaving grandma to clean up the mess.
.........
Returning to his room, Zhang Yuanqing locked the door, picked up his cell phone and dialed his cousin's number.
If you can't talk face to face, then make a phone call.
Even if we communicate on the phone, we can't always explain things clearly face to face.
The call was connected quickly, but what came from the speaker was the chirping of birds indicating that the phone was turned off.
"in a meeting?"
Zhang Yuanqing had no choice but to hang up the phone. As a security captain, his cousin was busy with work and had irregular schedules and meals. Situations like this where he could not be contacted happened from time to time.
He's used to it.
Zhang Yuanqing was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, letting his thoughts fly away...
Assuming that Brother Bing's disappearance is man-made and the other party's target is the black card, then I have to be careful. The safest way is to give the black card to my cousin, who will then give feedback to his superiors.
Given the administrative level of the Songhai City Public Security Bureau, the influence of forces in Jiangnan Province is limited.
But the problem is that the black card is missing, which is the biggest headache... Zhang Yuanqing scratched his head in distress.
A black card that can disappear out of thin air is scary to think about. If the black card cannot be recovered, the method of turning it over to the state will not work.
I can only confess to my cousin first, then let him respond to the boss, and then follow the arrangements. I am just an ordinary college student and can't do anything.
Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing felt a little pain and hotness in his forehead. He stretched out his hand to scratch it, and the pain became more intense.
Huh? It hurts and is hot. What's going on...
He left the bed in a daze, walked to the full-length mirror standing by the window, and looked at himself in the mirror.
In the full-length mirror, a young man's face is reflected, with delicate features and fair skin. There is no perseverance from society's cruelty, nor the vicissitudes washed away by the years.
There is only the vigorous vitality of young people.
On his forehead, there is a black full moon mark, which is lifelike, and the irregular patches on the surface are clearly visible.
At the bottom of the full moon mark, there is something similar to a progress bar, showing: 90%
This...Zhang Yuanqing backed away in shock. He rubbed his forehead vigorously, but the mark was like a tattoo and could not be rubbed away.
Why is there such a thing on my forehead? When did it appear? Confusing thoughts flashed through his mind, mixed with panic and confusion.
"Wait! Isn't this the black moon on the card?"
He was stunned for a moment, then his thoughts suddenly came to him.
The black card was not lost, but entered his body and turned into a mark on his forehead in a way he couldn't understand.
While he was confused, he found that the progress bar under the Black Moon Mark had reached 92%, and as the number of words jumped, his forehead felt hot.
What is this, paranormal? High technology? Hallucination?
At this moment, the content of the letter came to mind again: This is a gift that can change your life...
"The black card is really a treasure, so my previous guess was right. Someone coveted this card. Brother Bing didn't want the other party to succeed, so he sent it to me, and he disappeared because of it..."
Zhang Yuanqing was worried about Brother Bing while staring at the progress bar with implicit expectation.
What will happen when the progress bar reaches 100%? Witnessing the miracle before his eyes, he is full of curiosity about the next changes.
After several more burning pains, the progress bar at the bottom of Black Moon finally completed its journey and reached 100%.
The next moment, a voice without any emotion or emotion sounded in my ears:
[Character card restart completed...]
[Name: To be named (please name it immediately)]
[Race: Human]
[Occupation: Night God]
[Level: 0]
[Skill: None]
[Experience value: 0%]
[Moral value: 60 (initial value)]
There is also a line of notes under the moral value:
[Never let your moral value fall below 60. You may not have had a choice before, but please be a good person now.]
Looking at the fluorescent blue character attribute panel that appeared in front of him, Zhang Yuanqing was confused for a long time, thinking to himself, what is this?
He tentatively asked: "System?"
As a little expert in surfing the Internet, being well-informed is an essential quality.
The voice without emotional ups and downs echoed in my ears again:
【Please name the character immediately!】
The property panel was frozen in mid-air, and a fluorescent blue handwriting box popped up.
It's not a system, otherwise the intelligence would be too low and communication would be impossible... With the idea of taking it one step at a time, Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his finger and wrote his name:
Zhang Yuanqing
[Warning, please do not use your real name.]
Can’t use my real name? Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, then wrote down his second name:
Yuanshi Tianzun
[The naming is successful! The spiritual realm will be opened in ten seconds, Yuanshi Tianzun, I wish you good luck!]
Listening to the voice echoing in his ears, Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, wondering what happened to the spiritual realm? Shouldn't you explain what the spiritual realm is first?
Before he had time to regain his composure, the ten-second countdown was over.
[Ding, the spiritual realm map has been opened, welcome to "Night Wandering God-She Ling Tunnel", number: 0079.]
[Difficulty level: S]
[Type: Single (death type)]
[Main mission one: Survive for three hours.]
[Main mission two: Exploring the spiritual realm No. 0079, current exploration degree: 0%]
[Note: Non-spiritual items are not allowed to be brought in.]
[Introduction to Spirit Realm No. 0079: Do you know She Ling Tunnel, one of the top ten weird stories in Songhai?]
[The Sheling Tunnel was built at the end of the last century. During the construction of the tunnel, a construction team entered the tunnel to excavate on a rainy night and disappeared into the tunnel, never to be seen again.
[The Public Security Department organized a search team to search for several days and found a worker who participated in the excavation that night in the mountains, but there was no trace of the others.
[Although the survivor survived, he suffered from some inexplicable stimulation, suffered mental problems, and became crazy... No matter how the security guard asked, he could only say one sentence over and over again.
[He said: Don’t enter the temple, don’t enter the temple...]
The sounds in my ears became lower and lower, gradually becoming inaudible, and the scenery in front of me was like a wrinkled lake surface, distorted and blurred.
After a while, the scene gradually stabilized. The dim light shone on the uneven walls, and there was a road paved with fine stones underfoot.
"Where is this?"
Zhang Yuanqing looked around in astonishment and found himself in an old tunnel. The old-fashioned xenon lamp on the curved dome gave off a faint orange halo.
.......
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Because it is a modern setting, I have to make some assumptions. There is only the Public Security Department in this world. Everyone is an old reader and should understand it.
