Since the "Xinminli Hutong" cannot start construction on a large scale, it is impossible to install heating pipes in a centralized manner; and in order to protect the original historical appearance, it is prohibited to install outdoor air conditioners here, and outdoor units can only be installed in the yard. In summer, when the air conditioner is turned on, people cannot stay in the yard.

In short, living here is frozen to death in winter and hot to death in summer. The living environment is so bad. So the residents here rented the place, which is convenient for transportation and not expensive, so it became the choice of migrant workers in the city. The residents are mixed, and Yang Meng has been living here for many years.

"Hey, handsome guy, come in and have fun?" A woman with heavy makeup and charming dress stopped Yang Meng and said.

Yang Meng smiled bitterly and said, "Sister Ma, please stop playing with me?"

After hearing this, the woman waved her hand and said, "Who am I thinking it is? It turns out to be Xiao Yang. You guy called me sister again. Isn't that smashing my signature when you let others hear it? How come you get back from a taxi without riding your motorcycle? It's embarrassing me."

After hearing this, Yang Meng touched her head: "I got my motorcycle stole so I got back from the taxi. It's my fault, little fairy."

The woman laughed generously when she heard the name "Little Fairy": "So many people in our alley like you, you have honey on your mouth? You are so good at talking! Have you eaten? I just bought a white-slayed chicken from "Juxiangzhai" today and have two drinks with my sister tonight?"

Yang Meng waved her hand: "Little fairy, just spare me. I just lost my job today and I really don't have the mood to drink."

Several women next to him who were wearing heavy makeup laughed: "It's not that Xiao Yang is not in the mood to drink, but because he is afraid that you will take the opportunity to eat him!"

As soon as these words came out, the women burst into laughter.

Yang Meng quickly made a begging for mercy: "Dear beauties, spare me. I'll go back first!"

"Ye, Xiao Yang is shy!"

Amid the women's teasing, Yang Meng was about to go home.

"Xiao Yang, do you still have cigarettes?" Sister Ma asked.

Yang Meng slapped his pocket: "Damn, I forgot to buy cigarettes. I'll buy a pack now and bring you a pack?"

"Look at your sweet-mouthed boy, this is a reward for you!" Sister Ma threw half a pack of cigarettes to Yang Meng.

After receiving it, Yang Meng waved her hand: "Thank you!"

There are many such women in Xinminli Hutong, which is also the source of the strange expressions of taxi drivers.

Just like "Sister Ma", whose real name is Ma Fengying, she is over 40 years old this year. She has to take on customers on the street every night, putting on such heavy makeup just to prevent people from seeing her age. The police have arrested her many times and used any methods such as fines and detention, but after release, they will return to their old careers.

Yang Meng is not qualified to comment on whether their choice is right or wrong. From the perspective of sympathy, it is because they have not received higher education and have no life skills, so they can only choose this industry. Besides, there is demand, there is supply, right?

But on the other hand, they have no other choice, and they are not just easy to make money and quick to do so. As long as they can lose their face, they can make money.

Everything in the world is like this: everything has two sides. The key depends on how you view it yourself. Instead of pointing in the way of other people's lives? Taking good care of your own life is the right thing to do.

The residents here usually share a yard with a few people. Because the rent is cheap, they can be said to be a "mixed" person, the ladies and young masters in nightclubs, bricks on the construction site, and poor local households... Living here, you can see all kinds of life.

However, Yang Meng is a separate courtyard. This is not Yang Meng’s carelessness. It’s because it’s inconvenient for him to share a rent with someone after he has a girlfriend, so he rented the courtyard by himself.

Alas, people in love spend a lot of money.

Yang Meng was lying on the bed toss and turns and couldn't sleep. She finally wiped Wang Xinnuan's face from her mind. He focused on what she had done today.

It can only last for about three minutes to summon a Yin soldier? His magic power is too weak. At this level, can the year of the Monkey and Horse Month drive million Yin soldiers?

However, the magic inheritance of the Dongyue Emperor is mainly improved by merit. Could it be that he will become a ghost messenger in the future and be attracted to his soul every day? Isn’t the dignified Dongyue Emperor a ghost messenger?

Well, this really starts from the grassroots...

Um?

Suddenly a question came into Yang Meng's mind: Where did the "black domain" flame on his body come from? How could he use this black domain flame again?

If he really becomes a ghost trooper who catches ghosts and improves his merits in the future, then the "Black Domain" is a very effective weapon. He must study how to use the "Black Domain" as he wishes.

However, the "Black Domain" is not used in the inheritance of Emperor Dongyue. After all, this is the unique skill of Emperor Pangu. God knows how the middle-aged male immortal could do this trick.

By the way, that male immortal is not Pangu, right?

Thinking of this, Yang Meng shook her head, it was impossible for the male immortal to be Pangu.

What is Pangu? Ancient powerful people! How could he be imprisoned for ten thousand years?

Yang Meng was lying on the bed holding a wine gourd. This gourd was a bit interesting. After drinking all the wine, you only need to input a little mana and then fill it up again in a while. It completely violates the principle of energy conservation, okay?

What does it mean? Mana Power Bank?

Anyway, the matter between gods and immortals is not scientific!

Alas, if you can master the "black domain", you will naturally be afraid of anything when catching ghosts. But how can you use it?

As Yang Meng thought of this, a black flame suddenly ignited in her hand. It was the "black domain" of Emperor Pangu. But now Yang Meng didn't have time to be happy, but jumped up from the bed: "Oh, I'm going, I'm on!"

He shouted while shook his hands desperately, trying to get rid of the black flame, but the result...

"Huh? It doesn't hurt?" Yang Meng was a little happy to look at the burning black flames in her hand. Feelings can summon the "Black Domain" so easily.

But he immediately noticed something wrong: when he was in the elevator, the black domain wrapped his whole body, and now no matter how he thought of it, the black domain could only cover his right hand.

"It seems that this 'black domain' also needs to be upgraded slowly. Damn, I really should ask the god about the 'black domain'!" Yang Meng looked at the 'black domain' in her hand but was full of helplessness.

Didn’t it mean that the ‘Black Domain’ has the power to travel through the void? Logically speaking, you can go back to Dongyue Palace directly, but Yang Meng didn’t know how to use it at all.

How did he come back then? The middle-aged male immortal burned him back! But now the Black Domain is in his hands. Not to mention burning himself, he can't even burn his clothes! How can he go back?

The only thing that made Yang Meng pleased was that the black domain on his right hand was freely restrained and released. Is this forcing himself to remove the demon guard?

Please! He doesn’t even dare to watch horror movies? Let him catch ghosts?

Is this an extreme challenge?

Huh? What would happen if you use your right hand that is on fire to create a friendship with a certain part of your body?

He shook his head desperately and directly rejected the idea of ​​committing suicide...

Yang Meng lay back on the bed, the road was long and arduous. She wanted to cultivate the inheritance of Emperor Dongyue? The journey was long and the responsibility was long!

He lay on the bed and thought for a while and finally fell asleep. After all, there were too many things happening today.

He fell asleep, but some people in this city didn't fall asleep!

"I must kill him!" Feng Tao said viciously while lying on the bed in a luxurious ward in a hospital.

Long Nanyao looked at the angry Feng Tao and sighed: "Tao, calm down first! Your temper cannot solve the problem now. What we should think about now is how to get the video back! Otherwise, how will my dad explain it?"

Feng Tao calmed down after hearing this.

After Secretary Duan told Long Nanyao's father about the incident, Long Nanyao's father did not have a temper with Feng Tao. He even asked Secretary Duan to contact the hospital to let Feng Tao receive the best treatment, but he gave Feng Tao 24 hours to find a way to get the video back!

What solution did Feng Tao think? He knew those gangsters and asked Yang Meng to take him to the hospital, and the medical expenses were still waiting for him!

"Yaowu, give me my phone." Feng Tao said.

Long Nanyao handed the phone to Feng Tao: "Tao, what are you going to do?"

Feng Tao did not answer him, but picked up the phone and called: "Brother Cheng, it's me."

A sneer came from the other side of the phone: "Feng Tao, I know it's you. I just happened to call you. What's wrong with Xiao He and the others? Why are they all in the hospital?"

Feng Tao smiled flatteringly and said, "Brother Cheng, this is what I called you to say."

"Hmph!" Brother Cheng on the other side of the phone sneered: "Feng Tao, we have a good relationship. But so many people are injured, do you know what to do."

Feng Tao glanced at Long Nan Yao beside him and said 'um'.

Good friendship? Haha, it should be said that he has a good friendship with money, right? But he didn't say what Long Nanyao said.

Brother Cheng on the other side of the phone asked, "Okay, I believe you can do things. Now tell me what happened today!"

Feng Tao quickly told Brother Cheng everything about his life today.

Brother Cheng was silent for a while and said, "I will solve this matter, but Feng Tao, we are not in vain to take action. You know."

Feng Tao was stunned: "Ah? Brother Cheng, shouldn't you stand up for your brother? Your brother was also injured!"

"What era is it now? Everything is about money. Who can make a fool of yourself without money?" Brother Cheng smiled.

Feng Tao gritted his teeth: "Okay! I know what to do! But Brother Cheng, he has a video in his hand..."

Before he finished speaking, Long Nanyao snatched his phone and hung up directly!

"Yaowu, what are you doing?" Feng Tao asked hurriedly.

Long Nanyao pointed to the phone and said, "Do you want the whole world to know that there is such a video?"

Feng Tao shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Yaoyao, I have no choice. Your father will give me twenty-four hours! Tell me what should I do?"

Long Nanyao took a deep breath and took out his cell phone: "Forget it, let me do this."

"Leave it to you? Ruowu, what are you going to do?"
Chapter completed!