Chapter 213
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Hundred Ghosts Night Parade:"In the past ten days, has there been any movement in the place you sealed?"
Taoist undercover:"Boss Hundred Ghosts Night Parade, are you saying that the boss and his men went to the prison this time to go to the sealed place of autism?"
Suddenly, the Taoist undercover also knew some news, just like Wang Ping.
Before the boss set out to the prison, the boss mentioned to the Taoist undercover that there was movement in the prison and he had to go there.
Now Wang Ping asked this question, and his meaning was beyond words.
The other group members were confused and had no idea what Wang Ping, Attempt to be autistic to death, and the Taoist undercover were talking about.
After the Taoist undercover briefly explained the news, the other group members understood the reason.
Attempting to shut myself in until death:"These ten days? Nothing happened, just like usual, nothing happened, uh... something seems to have happened, embarrassing.jpg"
Night Parade of One Hundred Demons:"What happened?"
Attempting to shut myself in until death:"It's just... seven or eight days ago, in order to find a cell phone signal, I walked around the tomb palace, trying to find a place with a signal, and then I really found a place with a good signal, but there was a broken sculpture standing there, which I tore down, and now I'm standing where the sculpture is."
Group members:"……"
Night Parade of One Hundred Demons:"……"
After Attempting to Autistically Die sent this message, Wang Ping's eyes widened and he stood up.
That's it! This must be the reason!!
When Attempting to Autistically Die dismantled the sculpture, he must have encountered some kind of trap, or the sculpture was a trap.
At this time, Attempting to Autistically Die sent another message.
"Now that I think about it, it seems that when I was dismantling a sculpture, I punched it and the sculpture head flew out and hit the floor, causing the floor to dent. The floor seemed to have a mechanism. At that time, I thought I had touched some mechanism, but when I found out that nothing happened, I didn't care.……"
"No way... the ghost exorcists from the underworld must have come here just for this matter."
No one answered him, because everyone fell into a dead silence, their mouths wide open, their eyes staring like dead fish eyes.
"Fuck!!"
"I Cao!!"
"Damn it!"
…
At that moment, exclamations were heard from Room 201 of Crystal Apartment and from single apartments and private residences in various provinces of China.
They were Wang Ping, the Taoist undercover, and the grave-head disco.
The next moment.
Dancing on the grave:"I am autistic. I thought I was good enough, but compared with you, I found that I am just a younger brother."
Died in the mist:"Regardless of ability, if we only compare in terms of excellence, I think I may just be an orphan."
Taoist undercover:"It's terrible. I am thinking now, when the leader comes back, should I tell him the truth? What expression will he have?"
Dancing on the grave:"@Taoist undercover, place your bets. The market is open. What expression do you think the Taoist undercover leader will have when he knows the truth? Shocked, shocked to the point of despair, or pain in the balls to the point of rheumatism?"
Overturning Mengpo Soup:"I bet 10,000 RMB on despair."
Died in the mist:"I bet pain to the point of rheumatism."
After placing bets, none of the members bet on shock, one-third bet on shock to the point of despair, and the remaining two-thirds bet on pain in the balls to the point of rheumatism.
Crystal Apartment, Room 201.
Wang Ping held his phone and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Who would have thought that the big commotion in the prison land was not caused by the underworld, but because of an evil being looking for a cell phone signal.
Just because of a cell phone signal, there was a movement in the sealed area of the prison land, which caused the underworld and the exorcists to dispatch high-level combat forces, and now they are still fighting together.
Thinking of this, Wang Ping was thinking whether there would be casualties between the underworld and the exorcists in this battle. What would those injured and dead exorcists and ghosts in the underworld think if they knew that this was just because an evil was looking for a cell phone signal and made a big commotion? They should die with their eyes open.
Dancing on the grave:"@Tried to autistic until death, there was a bloody case caused by steamed buns in ancient times, and now there is a tragedy caused by a cell phone signal. Your name should go down in history!!" The cute ghost came out of the cage:"It seems that the autistic has no signal again, and his avatar is black."
Group members:"……"
The signal was cut off, and it was cut off right before Zhengxing's head.
They had so many questions to ask while they were dancing on the grave. Wang Ping felt the same way, and was very annoyed. The signal was cut off, which made him want to hit someone. It was like reading a novel and just seeing the exciting part, and he was very excited, but he found that he had reached the latest chapter, and he had a strong sense of déjà vu.
At the same time.
In the prison, somewhere in the underground sealed tomb palace.
He tried to be autistic until he died. He raised his mobile phone and looked at the zero signal bar, with a look of despair on his face.
He looked up at the sky and said,"I want to use the water group!"
Boom.
The loud noise echoed, coming from outside the tomb palace, and it was endless. Outside the tomb palace, the battle was fierce, and the yin energy and the righteous energy were rampant. The curtains were rolled up, and the sand and stones were flying, like an 18-level typhoon sweeping across, like a tsunami rolling.
It was as if a god had descended here, and it was the underworld from the underground underworld and the gods living above the nine heavens, colliding here, and a war of gods broke out.
He moved the position of the phone left and right, but there was still no mobile phone signal, and he sighed.
"Forget it, if there is no cell phone signal, then let's go to the opera, the fighting outside is really lively."
As he said this, he tried to shut himself up until he died and ran to the top of the tomb palace, where he could hear the fighting outside most clearly.
Although he couldn't see the fighting outside, he could feel it, listen to the fighting sounds, and imagine the fighting scenes.
After all, he had been here for more than a year, and he had to rely on his imagination to get by without cell phone signals.
……
This night was a wonderful night. People and ghosts were fighting desperately, people and ghosts were chatting while taking"drugs", and ghosts were listening to the fight between people and ghosts, enjoying it very much.
Wang Ping was not in the group chat. He went to bed after losing his cell phone signal in an attempt to shut himself off until he died.
Because he had to get up early, he had to tell Lu Yuan that his master was fighting desperately with the ghosts in the underworld because of the cell phone signal.
In the early morning, the sun was rising.
Wang Ping woke up.
He was awakened by a knock on the door
"Who is it? Knocking at the door so early in the morning, are you rushing to the animal realm?"
Getting out of bed, Wang Ping took out his mobile phone and did not forget about"business". He sent a text message to Lu Yuan and went to open the door.
Text message editor: Lu Yuan, is your master back? I heard that the mobile phone signal in the prison is very bad. It is necessary to set up a signal tower in the prison.
Creak, the door of room 201 opened
"It's Lao Chen, why are you here, and you brought someone with you? Huh?!"
Wang Ping suddenly looked at an old man holding a little boy beside Lao Chen, and exclaimed that something had happened.
"Guo Jingming! It's you!"
Grandpa Zhao Bao:"……"
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