Chu Hao was filled with doubts and asked: "System, what's going on? I can't figure out the current pretense routine."
System: "This is the essence of the pretentious little prince. The host still has a long way to go."
What kind of pretense is so difficult? Chu Hao frowned.
I feel pity for this kid, he has become the subject of his pretentious research.
Holy shit!
Zhang Xianfeng almost collapsed. You slapped me again. Can you not slap me in the face?
"You! You!" Zhang Xianfeng was completely frightened, and his legs were trembling.
Chu Hao lowered his head, looked at him coldly, and said, "You young people, can't you talk properly? I have nothing to do with Ji Qingqing, and I don't want to have anything to do with her."
Zhang Xianfeng said painfully: "Then why did you hit me again?"
Chu Hao looked embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it back just now."
Zhang Xianfeng: "..."
Zhang Xianfeng knelt directly on the ground and said painfully: "Brother, I was wrong, please let me go."
Chu Hao waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go."
Zhang Xianfeng couldn't believe it and said, "Well, then I'm leaving?"
Looking at him, Chu Hao felt a little funny. Suddenly he remembered something. Could this be psychological suppression and pretense?
The system once revealed that the essence of the little prince's show-off is psychological show-off.
That's right. The reason why I didn't get the pretense value before was because I didn't suppress the opponent psychologically. But just now when I helped him up and slapped him again, the young man couldn't figure out what Hao's tricks were, so the psychological pressure was naturally high.
Could it be that this is the essence of pretending to be a little prince?
Chu Hao was excited and finally got some clues. This was thanks to the young man.
Chu Hao felt happy, waved his hand and said, "Let's go."
The corners of Zhang Xianfeng's mouth twitched. This man was so abnormal. Before he even took a step, he saw Chu Hao saying, "Wait a minute!"
Zhang Xianfeng was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and cried: "Brother, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong."
Chu Hao put on a straight face and said, "Get up. I'm not your father. It doesn't matter if you kneel in front of me. It will be seen and misunderstood."
Zhang Xianfeng wants to vomit blood. He said this as if it was embarrassing for me to be your son.
No, why do I think so?
"Ding...the host successfully pretended to be cool and gained 2,000 points of pretending."
Chu Hao smiled, and it turned out that he was pretending due to mental pressure. This is the essence of the little prince's pretense.
Sure enough, the world is big and pretense is broad and profound. Brother Hao still has a long way to go. The real king of pretense is not just talk, but pretense.
Chu Hao patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay. Do you have a car? You can take me back by the way."
"Yes." How could Zhang Xianfeng dare to say no? He was extremely afraid of Chu Hao now.
On the way, Zhang Xianfeng felt as wronged as a little wife. He asked weakly: "Brother, do you really have nothing to do with Ji Qingqing?"
Chu Hao frowned and looked at him with a cold expression.
Zhang Xianfeng said fearfully: "I, I just want to ask, brother, you are so powerful, you beat up my bodyguards for fun, if Ji Qingqing follows you, I will be a good match."
This kid is completely afraid of Chu Hao.
Chu Hao said calmly: "I have nothing to do with her, but that little girl really wants to like me, but I don't like her."
When Zhang Xianfeng heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a sour heart: "Brother, you are so good at this skill. Can you teach me? You can rest assured that I will pay for the teaching."
When Chu Hao heard this, he looked Zhang Xianfeng up and down. This kid was quite interesting. He actually wanted to learn skills from him.
"It depends on your mood." Chu Hao said.
Zhang Xianfeng was overjoyed and said to the bodyguards: "Did you hear that? From now on, when you see my brother, you will see me."
How dare the bodyguards say otherwise, and they were also defeated by Chu Hao. Their skills were not something ordinary people could possess.
After returning home, Chu Hao went back to sleep as Zhang Xianfeng watched him respectfully.
Early the next morning, he was woken up by a cell phone. It was Ji Qingqing's number.
Ji Qingqing said anxiously: "Chu Hao, are you okay? I heard that Zhang Xianfeng came to trouble you. He is my brother. He didn't hurt you."
"I'm fine." Chu Hao said.
Ji Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. Have you eaten? I want to treat you to dinner."
Chu Hao said: "I still have something to do."
Ji Qingqing said disappointedly: "Okay then."
After hanging up the phone, Chu Hao called Ma Bozhen and asked how the collection of medicinal materials went. It was already the third day.
Ma Bozhen said that the others were almost there, but there were two other medicinal materials that would take some time. There was even one medicinal material that was in Tibet, and it was difficult to communicate and purchase it.
There's nothing you can do about it, even if you have money you may not be able to get some things.
At this time, someone ran up, and Wang Meng said: "Ah Hao, someone is looking for you."
When Chu Hao went downstairs, he saw a young man in Chinese tunic suit. He looked to be around twenty-five or sixty-six. He was not very handsome, but it could be said that his face shape was very suitable for being an advertising star. Who else could he be if he wasn't still alive?
Su Huansheng smiled and said: "Little friend Chu, you can set off."
Chu Hao frowned and said, "Are you going now?"
Su Huansheng nodded and said: "The Southern Ghost King will try his best to improve his strength after receiving the Ghost Sutra. If we go late, it will be too late."
Chu Hao said: "Okay."
Chu Hao went upstairs and took the Aoki Flame Fan with him. He wrapped it in white cloth so that no one could see the curse pattern on the fan.
Su Huansheng drove here. Of course it was not him, there was another driver.
At this time, Chu Hao did not wait for the six-tailed demon fox to contact him, so he set off with Su Huansheng. It was better to go with people than to go with monsters.
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The Southern Ghost King was born in the south of China, on the border between Yunnan and Guizhou. In fact, it also has a name, called the Black Water Ghost King.
Ever since the Black Water Ghost King obtained the Ghost Sutra, he has been hiding. This time he is going to the Ghost King's lair.
We had to take a plane to Yunnan, so Su Huansheng smiled and said, "There will be others later, come with us."
Others, probably experts, arrived at the airport and saw a few people who had been waiting for a long time.
"Senior Su, you are here." A Taoist priest about thirty years old said.
Su Huansheng introduced: "Little friend Chu, this is Taoist Yangcheng from Maoshan."
Chu Hao is relatively familiar with Maoshan. Taoist Yangcheng looks young, but since he knows that people who practice in famous mountains can temporarily fix their appearance, Taoist Yangcheng's real age is probably more than thirty years old.
Yang Cheng looked at Chu Hao with a curious expression.
Chu Hao's reputation is relatively well-known in the Yin and Yang world. After all, the three major ghost and demon kings were scared away by him once.
In addition, Chu Hao still has the Yellow Emperor's Seal and the Mantra Pen in his hand, so it's hard not to pay attention to him.
Yang Cheng smiled and said: "It turns out to be little friend Chu Hao. He is really young and promising."