Memorandum of Understanding of the Heavens and Worlds

Chapter 85
Lin Zhihui was on fire.

To be exact, it's the hottest thing in the world.

That night, several versions of the video appeared on several well-known online platforms. Lin Zhihui's miraculous rescue had attracted great attention. Almost everyone was discussing whether he was a descendant of a mysterious sect.

There is even a technical emperor who opened a special post, dismembered the video, took screenshots of every move of Lin Zhihui, analyzed it, and finally concluded that he must be a super master of Chinese martial arts. Without decades of training, it is absolutely impossible. With such reflexes and inhuman dexterity.

As soon as this post was posted, it was reposted by many people immediately, and No. [-] in the World became a topic of discussion again. It was soon revealed that the video was a talk show of the "Top Ten Internet Writers" that is currently hot on the Internet, and this mysterious martial arts A master is the number one writer in the world who has not signed a contract with Chuangdian.

Lin Zhihui and Chu Qianning reached a settlement and had a good night's rest. When he woke up for breakfast the next day, a news recommendation popped up on the screen of his mobile phone. Only then did he realize that he was on the hot search list, and there was an extra effort The title of master is really dumbfounding.

Turning on the computer and logging into the Chuangdian website, the comment area was extremely lively. There were no more people cursing. Almost everyone was asking whether he was a master, some were asking for apprenticeships and autographs, and some were challenging him. Lin Zhihui was speechless. Ask Cangtian. In fact, Chu Qianning also asked this question yesterday, but of course he didn't admit it.

Lin Zhihui knew his own affairs, he reacted quickly because of the immortal medicine quenching his body, and his physique was far superior to ordinary people, but if he really encountered any master, he would only have to run away, and the fight would be for nothing.

But he is not worried, the entertainment public's brain size is no different from that of a goldfish, and he is not a celebrity, so if he receives attention for a while, other news will appear soon, drowning him on the beach.

After comforting himself for a while, Lin Zhihui was about to turn off the meeting, when suddenly his whole body became cold, and a bad premonition emerged. He clearly remembered that the last time such a situation happened, he came uninvited. Waiting for him to respond, the phone rang loudly.

"Lin Zhihui, open the door." As soon as the call was connected, Yan Wei's unceremonious voice sounded on the receiver.

Because he almost suffered a big loss last time, even though he was full of anger, he did not come directly to the door. Instead, he started making phone calls downstairs to inform Lin Zhihui that he was coming to avoid being attacked again.After all, a phantom formation of that level is not something she can deal with now.

Lin Zhihui was so smart. He immediately knew what the other party was afraid of, and pretended to let Yanxi wait downstairs for five minutes before coming up. There was no other way. The current power gap between the enemy and ourselves was so great that he had to use outsmarting methods. If the other party knew about the illusion, The array has failed, and I'm afraid trouble will be inevitable in the future.

"Lin Zhihui, you killed me." A gust of wind blew in, pointed at him at the door and said, "I don't care, you have to help me solve this matter."

"You have something to say." Lin Zhihui looked calm, closed the door, pointed to the sofa, and motioned to sit down and talk.

"Don't rely on what you promised." Yan Yan's eyes stood up, showing a fierce look: "I'm in a hurry, but I can do anything."

Lin Zhihui poured a glass of water, put it on the tea table in front of Yan Jie, pulled up a chair and sat opposite him: "I will never go back on what I promised. But you must always let me know what happened."

He looked suspiciously at Lin Zhihui for a few times, Yan Yan's expression eased a little, he snorted coldly, and said, "It's not too bad." Then he turned his wrist, and a translucent glass ball appeared in his palm, slightly emitting a faint fragrance. blue light.

Lin Zhihui had a little impression of this. The last time Bijie used to deliver official documents from the fairy world was this kind of glass ball, but the color of the ball was different. Before he could speak, the blue light in the glass ball flickered slightly and gradually enlarged to form a half. On the light curtain the size of a foot, it seems to be a bulletin, similar in shape to an ancient arrest warrant, but Lin Zhihui can understand the text on it, and there is a strange stamp in the lower right corner, which is a bit familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere.

Yan Jie didn't have the patience to let him think, he shook his palm, and said angrily: "Just because you wrote nonsense and leaked my whereabouts, it's okay now, those guys in the underworld are turning over old accounts again. There is a reward for my arrest, tell me what to do."

"Sister, you are really a person who does great things, and you even have a reward order!" Lin Zhihui twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at Yan Yan warily. Now he remembered, it seemed that he had seen such a thing when he dreamed of entering the underworld last time. However, it doesn't look like a vicious ghost. Didn't it mean that he has been hiding in the human world for hundreds of years? Why are people still thinking about it?

"You don't need to worry about it." Yan Yan put away the glass ball with his backhand, and said unreasonably: "In short, I am innocent. You must settle this matter for me, otherwise I will never let it go."

Lin Zhihui spread his hands: "Can you be reasonable? I am a mortal, and you are a monster. I can't even beat you. What do you think I can do to get rid of the arrest warrant from the underworld?"

"Don't think that I don't know your identity." Yan Jie didn't care so much, and put on a look of trusting you: "And you are not very familiar with King Qin Guang, this can't fool me, you and that Ye Anrong has his aura on him, which is enough to prove that you are related to Fei."

Yan Jie said that his eyes were flickering, and he deliberately released a breath of ghosts, and said threateningly: "My request is not high, I just need you to help me give King Qin Guang a word, after he sees it, naturally know what to do."

Lin Zhihui backed away slightly, and looked at Yan Yan vigilantly: "Don't mess around, only the dead can see King Qin Guang. If you want to kill me, then don't blame me for breaking my promise and getting fat. I understand your feelings, but I really can’t help you with this.”

"I know you have a way to contact him." The corners of Yan Yan's eyes twitched slightly, and he clearly didn't believe Lin Zhihui, and even dismissed his words: "I advise you not to play tricks, I'm not that stupid, I won't kill you Yes, but there are ways to make you raise your hands and surrender. If you don’t believe it, we’ll just wait and see.”

This is obviously being relied upon.Lin Zhihui helplessly raised his forehead, he didn't know that he was so powerful, and he didn't know where his confidence came from, so he wasn't afraid that the bamboo basket would be empty when the time came.

"I can say responsibly that there is really no way. You have time to mess around with me here, why don't you find another way, or it will be too late to regret it." Lin Zhihui tried to persuade Yan Jie to wake up.

"I don't believe it!" Yan Yan looked at Lin Zhihui suspiciously, still unwilling to give up, squinted his eyes and looked at him, several distorted black breaths emerged from his palms, shaking in protest: "Think about it, he Is there anything for you that can be used to communicate with the underworld."

(End of this chapter)