Seriously, cultivate a fairy

Chapter 107 There are chatterboxes everywhere, this session is really worrying

Bao Zhengzheng looked at it and found that it was an unfamiliar number, so he asked suspiciously: "Who are you?"

The person on the other side of the phone replied: "Hello, Messenger, I am Di Lingling, the person in charge of practitioners in the South China District, and Ximenxue from the Northwest District has contacted me and asked me to assist you in all your private operations in Guangzhou." .”

What?Was it discovered so quickly?
Thinking about it, this is true. In today's information age, in a city full of electric eyes, it is really not easy to avoid official searches.

Wasn't that top student at Peking University who spoiled his mother recently arrested?

Therefore, today's flower growers, even cultivators like them, will have their water meters checked every minute if they don't resort to magic tricks to hide their whereabouts.

Although he is already a practitioner in the world of cultivating immortals, Bao Zhengzheng is still a little timid when facing these officials from the official department.

Maybe that hat guy is right, he is serious, he is a salted fish in essence, and he is still a salted fish when he turns over.

"Oh, yes, actually we didn't take any action, it's just that my family is in a hurry, so I didn't even say hello"

"Understood, if you need anything, you can contact me at this number, or in your WeChat group."

what?
It turns out that the extra person in the WeChat group is this Di Lingling?

Then, the phone call ended so casually.

Bao Zhengjing immediately clicked on the WeChat group, and sure enough there was a member nicknamed 'Di Lingling'.

Before he had time to contact Gongsun Changwei and Zhan Xiaojiao to find out about the situation, he received a message on his WeChat from Di Lingling in the Xiafan squad: Di Lingling invited you to join "Huaxia welcomes you, monks all over the world are a family" ".

The name of this group is really clear at a glance, which is an unexpected point.

Bao Zhengjing replied immediately: "Do you have to join?"

According to Bao Zhengjing's understanding of Zhan Xiaojiao and Gongsun Changwei, he probably doesn't like this kind of endless group chatting every minute and every second.

But now, neither of them has learned to type, and they seldom even utter a voice, so Bao Zhengzheng, the captain, has no choice but to show some captain demeanor.

Earth Lingling replied in seconds: "Please feel free, four envoys."

"There are some top-notch monks from our flower planters, and some foreign friends. They will be the best support team for the four envoys to carry out their next mission!"

Bao Zhengzheng scratched his head when he heard this, his teacher felt that this group looked familiar, as if it had appeared in a certain web article.

Could it be that that internet writer guy is not only a colleague of mine, he might even be a fellow practitioner? !
Go down to the mortal squad.

Zhan Xiaojiao sent a 'no', and then Gongsun Changwei followed suit by saying a 'no'.

This is obviously a refusal to join the group.

Bao Zhengzheng was a little speechless, and said that those who know you know that they can't type, so they are so concise.

But, Bao Zhengjing did not hesitate to join the chat group in the concentration camp of the Blue Star Practitioners.

Who let me be the captain? Of course, I should be a good diplomatic job like a social butterfly.

However, when he formally entered and came into contact with this so-called Blue Star practice chat group, he discovered that one or two of the practitioners were so secondary.

System: "Readers like you will abandon the article. I'll tell you. Those who don't know think you have hired someone to write it for you."

Bao Zhengzheng spread his hands helplessly and said, "You think I am willing? The plot has developed like this on its own, and I am not willing to do it. If you don't like the plot, just come up with it yourself."

The system was still complaining that the reason why Ben Zhengxian would rush to the street was because the male protagonist set up Bao Zhengjing, but isn't this way of doing it now that he properly dislikes integrity?

Oh, the system.

As soon as Bao Zhengzheng entered the Blue Star cultivator chat group, the message "Di Lingling invited Bao Yongzhe's short Bao* to join the group. He is not WeChat friends with other people, please pay attention to privacy and security", and he was gone in an instant. I was blown away by the chat messages in this group.

Bao Zhengxin said that if it was Gongsun Changwei and Zhan Xiaojiao who came here, they would have already left the group, which is not right, they still don't know how to leave the group, so they should uninstall WeChat directly.

Anyway, he's bored now, so he started a group with great interest.

However, because he is not familiar enough with the practitioners here, he temporarily acts as a diver, and silently pays attention to what the practitioners here are talking about.

After getting acquainted with each other, he will have a good communication with everyone.

After all, whether he can become Papa Ma in the world of cultivating immortals in the future depends on this group of practitioners on Blue Star.

How could he let go of such an opportunity, Humidity One!

Liuma Zhenren: "Monk Detao, sells gloves online, love gloves, buy one and get one free. If you are interested, please contact this monk. The first ten buyers can enjoy a [-]% discount, first come first served, please pick up your Come and buy the magic weapon!”

这个神算子不姓黄：“24-19-13-35-43-20，蓝06，这一次我以我们师祖的名号打包票，信我啊你们信我啊！”

Sun Lei is a little bit popular this year: "You are a scumbag, which made me almost fall under the flyover to take orders. This time, I can't believe that the two-color ball opened on May 5th will have these numbers!"

This fortune teller is not surnamed Huang: "Really, you have to believe me. Recently, I found the second volume of "Gua Tian" left by our master. I retreated for several days and finally realized the Xiangmeng hexagram in it. , Now I can travel through time and space to the future by entering dreams. You must know that I am an old lottery player. These are the lottery numbers, trust me, trust me!"

Sun Lei is a bit popular this year: "If that's the case, why don't you make a fortune by yourself?"

This fortune teller is not surnamed Huang: "Isn't money tight these days, or Lei Hong, you transfer 200 million here now, I buy a few hundred bets and empty the prize pool, and I will pay you back with interest when I receive the prize the day after tomorrow?"

For some reason, Bao Zhengzheng felt that the nicknames of these two people looked familiar.

Then I was thinking about whether I should write down these seven numbers, and then go to the Fucai shop on the street to spend the two yuan in my wallet?

But even if he gave up, he was already a promising young man with billions of dollars in his hands, so how could he be addicted to such an illusory thing that is divorced from real life?
Isn't it just such a small amount of money, even if you really hit all of them, there is no point in letting him go downstairs.

After that, Bao Zhengzheng continued to lie on the bed and frolic happily.

The fat nephew standing at the door looked at the scene in the room and shook his head helplessly, "There is no future."

(End of this chapter)