The breeze blows on his face through the car window, bringing with it a hint of warmth. Ding Fan drives the car on the road. The bright and noisy world in front of him gives people the wrong impression that the danger last night did not happen, but is just the beginning.
Alien and vague dreams.
Passing by a store, Ding Fan stopped the car and went in to buy a timer alarm clock and a "Do Not Disturb" sign. Then he continued driving to work and came to the office in Fuyao Building.
Regarding this ring competition, there were no reporters at the scene at the time, so the media naturally had no news at all. It must have been the result of Huang Fu's coordination behind the scenes.
This is best. Ding Fan doesn't want to be too pushy. Making a fortune quietly is Brother Fan's style!
When he thought about the total amount of more than 30 million, Ding Fan finally laughed happily. Hehe, he is not that far away from the goal of becoming a billionaire!
Mo Yuhong came to the office and first expressed congratulations to Ding Fan, and then reported on the revenue from the expo. More than a dozen foreign fashion companies have made payments, and the current revenue is more than 110 million.
"Xiao Fan, the expo hasn't been held yet, our investment has been returned, and the next income will be pure profit!" Mo Yuhong couldn't help but be happy.
"Assistant Mo, I have an idea. Let's increase investment, for example, increase advertising fees by 30 million," Ding Fan said.
"Haha, I personally agree. It's rare for Xiaofan to have such a vision." Mo Yuhong said with a smile.
"Am I a stingy person?"
"It doesn't seem generous."
"You clearly look down on people!"
"Okay, I won't argue with you anymore. I will coordinate with all parties and strive to bring the expo to a higher level."
Mo Yuhong walked away with a smile. Ding Fan wanted to call her, but his voice reached his lips and he stopped it.
Big Mermaid, a frequent visitor to the underground palace, has perverted hobbies. When we went through the game together, she couldn't pass the emotional test at all. There must be a past that she can't let go of in her heart.
Ding Fan has always suspected Mo Yuhong's motives for staying in Fuyao, but he didn't know how to say it, because so far, apart from her taking Bai Yifei to the art gallery to look at oil paintings, she has not found any other evildoings.
It is unpredictable how Mo Yuhong will react to directly exposing the underground palace. Most likely he will leave in shame, and Bai Yifei will lose a capable assistant.
Just now, because the expo started to enter profit mode, Mo Yuhong's joy was not disguised.
Brother Fan was also very confused about this matter, so he could only act according to circumstances and leave it to be dealt with later.
After finishing his official duties, Ding Fan turned off his cell phone, hung a Do Not Disturb sign on the door, locked the door, and set the alarm clock for one hour.
After drinking a cup of hot tea, Ding Fan took out the Ghost Realm Manual, adjusted himself, and immersed his consciousness in it.
What happened last night made Ding Fan feel quite a sense of crisis. Facing a third-level spirit ghost, he was unable to do anything. If he encounters a more powerful fourth-level spirit ghost, I am afraid that the super spiritual talisman left by the master may not be able to do anything.
It works.
Ding Fan believed Leng Ling'er's words that there must be a huge secret hidden in the Ghost Realm Scripture. Only by deciphering this book and fully understanding the spirit ghost clan can he be invincible in the future.
Ding Fan flipped through the pages lightly without analyzing the symbols on them, he just opened his Dharma Eyes and stared at them.
I don't know how long it took, but Ding Fan fell into a trance state again. He just felt the pages of the book turning automatically, from front to back, and back to front, over and over again, as if endlessly.
There was chaos before his eyes, and there seemed to be lines of characters appearing again. Ding Fan was also agitated, but he still controlled himself rationally.
Suddenly, Ding Fan entered that dark world again, with low hills, gray land, turbid flowing rivers, and a dull sense of depression, which made him feel depressed, as if there was no fun in living at all.
His body floated on this desolate land, as light as if it didn't exist. Ding Fan tried to relax and relax again. After floating for a long time, he finally began to be able to control the drifting movements.
It is also a wonderful experience, just like flying, but the surrounding scenery does not make people happy at all.
A dark door suddenly appeared in mid-air, and the red lines floating on it became the only bright color in the world.
Ghostland!
Ding Fan saw the door leading to the Ghost Realm again, still feeling agitated in his heart, and couldn't help but step back!
At this moment, the door to the ghost realm suddenly opened, the darkness was bottomless, and a suction force sucked him in again.
Be calm, you must be calm, but you can't be calm no matter what!
It was as if the whole body was covered with paste, and it was extremely uncomfortable. The constant harsh shouts made people feel desperate, and they even wanted to shout along.
That's right, Ding Fan was shouting, but he didn't make any sound.
Time became very long, and Ding Fan was trapped in it, unable to even struggle, but he could feel that he was being pushed forward by a force.
My eyes suddenly became brighter. Of course, this was relative to the outside. Everything seemed to be shrouded in a light gray mist, with shadows and looming shadows.
There are mountains, water, trees, flowers and grass, and there are colors, but the colors are extremely light, giving people a strong sense of unreality.
At this moment, Ding Fan was still in an erratic state. There was actually a clean road below, which seemed to be paved with bluestones. Each stone was irregular.
After trying hard to control his body shape, Ding Fan finally slowly landed on the road, but he did not feel down-to-earth. Stepping forward seemed to be just an instinct for action.
The long winding road leads to nowhere, and the surroundings are eerily silent. Ding Fan is walking alone on the road. Suddenly, a cloud of gray mist rises from the roadside, and a rectangular road sign appears.
The road sign was as dark as ink, with strange white characters written on it. When I got closer, I realized that the lines were actually in the shape of withered bones.
What is it written about?
Ding Fan seemed to have stood there for a long time, unable to understand anything, but one thing was that the road signs must be used to guide the way, and perhaps also to warn of danger.
If you want to continue moving forward, you must understand the road signs. Otherwise, it is difficult to predict what unknown dangers you will encounter.
Didi! Didi!
A strange sound suddenly came from above, and everything in front of him suddenly disappeared. It turned out that the alarm clock set by Ding Fan rang, bringing him back to the office from the ghost world.
As if he had died once, his whole body felt bad. Ding Fan sat motionless like this for a long time before he gradually recovered.
The road signs are still appearing in front of my eyes, as if I haven't come out of the ghost. But the feeling of my body is completely different from that there, there is sensation, temperature and the familiar environment.
The road signs were not scattered, so Ding Fan simply took a piece of white paper and compared it with the text on it. Of course, it was not accurate enough, so he wrote a full piece of paper.