Qing Lingzi, now also known as Tao Zhimo, was the name the woman used in the dusty land. Qing Lingzi thought it was pretty good, so she took it and walked around the world.
But now Qing Lingzi has encountered one of the most terrifying setbacks in his life. The place where he hid the treasure has now become a large shopping mall, and the marks he made before have long been submerged in the river of time over the past two thousand years.
He could feel that his baby was down here, but where exactly it was was no longer so clear.
So he stood in front of this shopping mall and racked his brains, recalling all the memories of the two people he had interacted with before, and finally came to the conclusion that he had to find a way to find a job here, and then position his treasure bit by bit.
This place is too big, and the vicissitudes of two thousand years are too terrifying. Qing Lingzi remembers that there used to be a lake here, and next to the lake there was a huge stone that could not be moved by humans. Judging from the size and material of the stone, it seemed that Qing Lingzi believes that this thing will still exist even after eternity.
But now when I come here and take a look, let alone the stones, the lake is gone.
To dig a box within a radius of five miles without any reference objects is very difficult, even impossible, for one person.
But without those treasures, Qing Lingzi would have almost no possibility of making a comeback, because he is incomplete, he is incomplete!
"Zhao Gao, I am your ancestor!"
Qing Lingzi cursed silently. If he hadn't trusted the eunuch Zhao Gao back then, how could he have ended up in this situation with his cultivation, let alone being dragged into the underground palace by a few soldiers and buried alive.
But now two thousand years have passed, and Zhao Gao's ashes are almost fossilized, but he has been resurrected...
Damn it, how can we describe such a life as exciting enough?
But fortunately, because he was seizing the body, although Tao Zhimo's life was quite miserable, at least the procedures were sound. Qing Lingzi used her identity to find a job as a Changbai shift shopping guide in this shopping mall, specifically for Customers who enter the store sell that kind of handicraft.
He, Qing Lingzi, was the leader of the Three Cultivators two thousand years ago. He commanded 30,000 warlocks and was able to challenge the First Emperor head-on. No matter whether he succeeded or failed in the end, he was still a tycoon, watching the eagles and watching the wolves. Let that piece of shit Zhao Zheng He had trembled, made Lu Buwei kneel down and kowtow, made Zou Yan sing his praises, made Wang Jian stop and dare not go forward when he was approaching the city, but now he stood at a counter in a large shopping mall and shouted to the women with heavy makeup and fat and greasy men, " Welcome, may I need something?"
The baby feels miserable... He really feels miserable, but his body is broken, his magic power is incomplete, his soul is missing, and he doesn't know when he can get the baby back, so there are some things that he really can't do anything about.
"Hello, welcome. Is there anything... you need?"
A man and woman came to the door. Qing Lingzi paused before he started speaking, but he still managed to finish what he was supposed to say.
"The men's clothing in this store is quite good, and the temperament suits you very well."
Zhu Zhenzhen walked into the store first. She was already carrying a lot of things in her hands. Although she came to buy things for Brother Zhang, she still couldn't restrain herself from buying a bunch.
She took Brother Zhang into this fairly good clothing store. Her first reaction was that the shopping guide was a bit weird. She couldn't tell what was weird, but it was just weird. Moreover, she was staring at Zhang Jiachang the whole time. , with an uncertain expression.
"Do you know her?"
When Zhu Zhenzhen was choosing clothes, she whispered to Zhang Jiachang: "That shopping guide is staring at you the whole time."
Brother Zhang looked back and shook his head: "Maybe he thinks I'm handsome."
"You're so pretty..." Zhu Zhenzhen smiled and hit Brother Zhang: "Hurry up and pick, we're almost running out of time."
When Qing Lingzi looked at Brother Zhang, it was really not because he was handsome, but because he could tell at a glance that this man was an innate spirit.
What is the concept of innate spiritual body? In the theory of warlocks, the existence of this kind of thing is like accidentally discovering a piece of jade in the mountains of Northeast China. This piece of jade has been exposed to the wind and frost for many years and has become crystal clear. Due to some coincidence, natural lines were formed on this piece of jade, and these lines were combined into a word by chance. It is conceivable how precious this piece of jade is, and the young man in front of him is probably equivalent to the words on this piece of jade that happen to be "There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, it is suspected to be frost on the ground."
The two looked at each other. Brother Zhang had actually discovered Qing Lingzi's identity, but he didn't say anything and acted as if he hadn't seen her, completely ignoring her existence.
So now a strange situation appeared on the scene. A young female shopping guide looked at a male customer with a look of infatuation on her face, and she almost rushed to him with drool at the corner of her mouth to smell him.
"This shopping guide is so disgusting..."
Zhu Zhenzhen also discovered the problem, and pulled Brother Zhang to go out: "Let's go quickly and look elsewhere."
Brother Zhang didn't say anything, he just nodded to Zhu Zhenzhen and then left the store with her.
As soon as they left, Qing Lingzi woke up and patted his face hard, still looking at Brother Zhang's back in disbelief.
But at this moment, Brother Zhang happened to look back at him. At that moment, Qing Lingzi felt that the blood all over his body seemed to have solidified, and the feeling of suffocation instantly spread throughout his body.
From the day he was born to now, even the day he was buried alive, he had never experienced such fear and despair. With just one glance, he felt that not a single muscle in his body could obey his orders. If he hadn't gone to the toilet ten minutes ago, he would now be in trouble. He peed.
Brother Zhang smiled at him, but Qing Lingzi collapsed on the ground. The people around him rushed forward to help, but he could no longer hear any sound. There was only a buzzing in his ears, and his breathing became rapid and rapid. Nervous, then his eyes darkened and he fainted.
Maybe he didn't faint for long, maybe only ten seconds, but Zhang Jiachang was no longer in his sight, but such horror really left him with lingering fear.
"It's okay...just a little low blood sugar."
Qing Lingzi politely rejected the suggestion from colleagues around him to go to the hospital and took a sip of water to calm down, and then he completely recovered.
At this moment, there was only one question swirling in his mind - what the hell was that thing just now!
Although he is at a low point now, he once had the ability of an immortal. Even if a true immortal came, he would definitely not let himself become like that. What's more important is that the other party just looked back and smiled.
"Have you seen that shopping guide just now? You're almost drooling. It's really disgusting."
Zhu Zhenzhen gestured at Zhang Jiachang with her clothes and said with disgust on her face: "It's the first time I've seen a woman show that expression. It stinks so bad."
"uncertain."
"What's wrong?" Zhu Zhenzhen asked curiously: "This is really the first time I've seen it."
"I'm not necessarily talking about women."
Zhu Zhenzhen was stunned and looked up at Zhang Jiachang: "Wouldn't that be even more disgusting?"
"Hmm..." Brother Zhang also nodded and said, "It seems quite disgusting."
The two of them wandered around the mall for almost an hour before finally buying Zhang Jiachang some clothes.
Speaking of Brother Zhang, he is really weird. It seems that most of the clothes he wears look weird. He is not suitable for being too serious or too lively. He is the only one who is simple and smooth. Clothes with a little bit of a boyish feel are the most suitable for her. The only clothes she can choose are shirts and jeans.
So Zhu Zhenzhen walked around with him for a long time, and finally bought only a gray long-sleeved shirt, a pair of plain jeans and a pair of rather old-fashioned black leather shoes.
Not to mention, wearing such ordinary and simple clothes gave Xiao Zhang the feeling of a campus senior in the 1990s.
"Smile."
Zhu Zhenzhen stood in front of Brother Zhang with her arms folded: "A little wider."
"Oh..." Brother Zhang tried his best to smile, even looking a little stiff.
"Perfect!" Zhu Zhenzhen gave him a thumbs up: "Let's go! Let's go."
When sitting in the car, Brother Zhang was actually a little nervous. He had not understood the scene Zhu Zhenzhen described, and he didn't know how to communicate with Zhu Zhenzhen's friends.
"What should I do later?"
"What should I do? Let me think about it." Zhu Zhenzhen drove the car and frowned: "Just say you are my friend."
"Then what?"
"Then..." Mr. Zhu fell into deep thought again. After waiting for a long time, he said, "Just say it."
"Then you won't be looked down upon?" Brother Zhang smiled and pointed at himself: "I'm just an employee under you, with no knowledge and no money."
"Maybe someone will make things difficult for you and ask you to play some games. Will you do it?"
"I don't know how, but I can play with them." Zhang Jiachang said truthfully: "What kind of games are they usually?"
"It's a little party game, and if someone says something outrageous, you tell me."
"What if I say something very harsh to you?"
"Just help me beat people up!" Zhu Zhenzhen raised her little fist and waved it in front of Zhang Jiachang: "Are you okay? But no one will really go that far. Don't worry."
"Then can I let them play Pen Fairy?"
"Do you know how to do that? Yes, of course."
"Yeah." Zhang Jiachang nodded, sat upright, and whispered softly: "I'm pretty good at playing Bixian."
Zhu Zhenzhen just smiled softly at this. She also didn't expect that Brother Zhang would actually propose such a simple game content, returning Bixian... That was something she stopped playing in junior high school. How come people still play Bixian now? , so interesting.
