It has attracted the attention of forces from all over the world. What is the secret behind it that is worthy of such an effort?

Even the shady Hong Lou came to intervene. Judging from the reaction of Black and White Wuchang just now, it should be a big force. Even if it is not as good as the power behind Black and White Wuchang, it is not much different. Otherwise, Black and White Wuchang would not be so polite.

Such dark forces, black and white and impermanent, should pounce on them to do justice for heaven, which is in line with the positions of both parties.

The fact that Black and White Wuchang didn't rush up immediately showed that he knew about the Red Mansion and was afraid of it.

It seems that just as I guessed, Liu Jinding's mission is a test of the company's Red Mansion.

I will definitely encounter a series of tasks related to the Red Mansion again in the future...

Hong Lou was also involved in this mission, and things became more and more troublesome.

The attitude of Black and White towards me is also worth pondering. Logically speaking, given their status, they don’t need to be so polite to me.

Black and White's attitude is a bit too enthusiastic. Although his words are always polite, you can still feel a hint of respect from the politeness.

The title you use to me is worthy of consideration, Mr. Yan.

What came out of Bai Wuchang's mouth was definitely not a compliment, but an affirmation of my identity.

What is the connection between my ancestors and the underworld that allows Black and White to treat me so seriously and put me on an equal footing with both parties?

Liu Jinding and the others saw Yan Zheng frowning and saying nothing, knowing that Yan Zheng was thinking about something.

After waiting for a while, Xiao Cao couldn't hold his breath. His two hours of going out were about to come and he had to return to the company.

He couldn't help but remind Yan Zheng: "Boss, I don't have much time. If nothing happens, I'll go back to the company first."

Yan Zheng nodded and came back to his senses and said: "When we go back together, save me some Yin De points. The company has no good intentions. I just spent 1,000 Yin De on the contract. It seems that the company is ready to fight with me next.

Depleting my moral reserves in advance will make me unable to continue in the next battle."

After speaking, Yan Zheng looked at Wang Fugui on the ground and asked, "Is it a fluffy white dumpling with two horns on its head?"

Wang Fugui huddled on the ground and nodded. Now Wang Fugui looked like a frightened dog that had lost its home.

Whether it was Xiao Cao's bloody ferocity or the black and white pressure, they all gave him a feeling of invincibility.

During his lifetime, his timid and fearful character was revealed. He could bully the weak but could not defeat the strong. When he encountered a strong enemy, he would huddle up like a quail and tremble.

Yan Zheng stroked his chin thoughtfully. His previous guess was correct. The little girl he met in the restaurant drew something like it. If nothing else, the little girl should be with it, but it hinted to me through dreams.

what.

Then he asked: "Wang Fugui, how did you encounter it, and how can you interfere with other people's dreams? Tell me in detail~"

Wang Fugui swallowed his saliva and replied solemnly: "I have been staying in the cave since my death, facing the darkness every day. Later, I gradually became conscious. I often heard people scolding me, talking about me, and saying

I'm a rapist!

I held my head and explained to them, but they couldn't hear me. I couldn't see anyone else except the darkness. I endured the torture of being scolded every day, and then I became angry. I wanted to get strength! I wanted to break through the darkness and tell

Those who slander me, I am wronged.

At this time, a miracle happened. There was a very comfortable power underground integrated into my body, and I became stronger and stronger. Until one day when it rained, I floated to the top of the cave. I thought, could I go out and have a look? Unexpectedly,

I really got into the roof of the cave. I tried my best to climb up. I don’t know how long I climbed. I stretched out one hand. From then on, no matter how hard I tried, I could only stretch out one hand. Whenever it rained, I would

I put out my hand and groped outside, whether it was on the ground or in mud and water, I didn’t care, because this was the only thing I could feel besides darkness and curses! Sometimes I was lucky, and I could still touch people’s feet, and I wanted to hold on to them.

They told them that I was wronged, but unfortunately my strength was still too weak and I couldn’t hold anyone back!”

Wang Fugui rambled on about his experiences in the past few years, as if he wanted to express all the loneliness in his heart.

Things here and there are as smelly and long as an old lady's footcloth.

At the beginning, Yan Zheng was still interested in listening, but then he lost interest and began to speculate on some of the confusion in his mind while listening.

The scolding that Wang Fugui heard should be the voice of sentient beings who are willing to be stigmatized. Everyone's rejection will turn into filth and fall on Wang Fugui. When filth comes, Wang Fugui will also hear the words of contempt.

Yan Zheng couldn't help but warn himself, it would be better to achieve nothing than harm the country and the people.

Think about the news reports I saw a few days ago. Those traitors who instigated the riots should really listen to Wang Fugui’s heartfelt words! They ignored the national plan for the sake of small gains in front of them. This small gain in life is compared to the stigma after death.

In person, it doesn't matter.

After death, these people will definitely become blacker and smellier than Wang Fugui. They are all prisoners of slave desires of money, and there will definitely be a place for them in the wilderness of the underworld.

If people don't reflect on themselves, disaster will come sooner or later.

After warning himself, Yan Zheng thought of the aura that increased Wang Fugui's strength. Those auras should be the energy contained in the earth's veins. It seems that the legendary cave heaven paradise is not a lie. If you can practice in it, it is not a problem. It's just the thought of getting into the narrow place.

Practicing in the dark cave made Yan Zheng's scalp numb. It was like a nightmare. Yan Zheng didn't want to experience it a second time.

If you have the opportunity, let other employees try it...

Apart from these two points, Yan Zheng never heard any useful information. It was all Wang Fugui's imagination, whose ankle was slippery, whose ankle was rough, who had smelly feet, who had athlete's foot, and that girl's feet

pretty.

Yan Zheng couldn't help but stepped forward and kicked him and scolded: "Damn it, I don't have any special hobbies. Why are you telling me this with such enjoyment? Do you think everyone is as perverted as you? Don't talk about girls with feet."

I've touched your hands, don't tell me these useless things~ Tell me how you encountered it!" Yan Zheng's face was ferocious, with bulging veins.

Wang Fugui looked at Yan Zheng with longing, as if Yan Zheng had done something great. He had touched a girl's hand, a girl's hand...Wang Fugui felt envious.

After smacking his lips in admiration for a few times, Wang Fugui sighed and continued: "I don't know when one day I had a dream. I dreamed of my hometown. The sky was so blue, the grass was so green, and the air in my hometown was so clear.

.I seem to have returned to my childhood. At that time, there was not enough food there. My father and mother led me and my young brothers and sisters to carve out some thin fields in the barren mountains. The happiest time was when my mother was hoeing the fields.

My younger brother and sister were catching grasshoppers in the grass. Whenever I caught a grasshopper, my younger brother and sister would cheer for me as if they were seeing a hero. Since then, I have been living in a beautiful dream...

I don’t know how long it took, but I ran out of the mountain while wandering around. Outside the mountain was a sea shrouded in colorful light. In the rippling light, I saw it. It was the white dumpling you mentioned. It couldn’t speak.

It only makes babbling sounds like a baby, but I can hear clearly what it wants to express. It sympathizes with my situation, but it has no way to help me. The only thing that can help me is to ease my pain.
Chapter completed!