The system has been kicked out again. If it had an expression, it would definitely look completely bewildered. Poor Xiao Pang is still stuck in the bedroom!
When they played online together again, the first thing Xiao Pang Xiao Pang did was tell the system: "Life is about movement!"
The system didn't know how to explain it to Xiao Pang.
I'm reminded of that idiot 250 again. He's gotten so fat lately; the energy he's absorbed from Luo Bai could probably keep the system running for two hundred years.
Huo Cixiao, the adorable puppy, started clinging to Luo Beishi again, leaving Luo Beishi with no choice but to play games with him. This time, they were playing real games.
The two chose Counter-Strike and had a great time. Huo Cixiao was also very interested in shooting games. He had only ever played horseback riding and archery, and he never participated in extreme sports with a high probability of death, after all, he couldn't afford to get hurt while his great revenge was still pending.
And now, we finally have some clues.
In the deserted, unfinished building in the suburbs
The man in the chair was bound; his comfortable life seemed to have come to an abrupt end two days ago.
He was swallowed by darkness and filled with the sound of the wind. More than a decade on the run had been too long, so long that he often forgot what he had done.
The wind whistled, and the cold night amplified his fear step by step.
The next day, he confessed.
However, no evidence can be found at the moment because many years have passed.
When Huo Cixiao found out, he simply chuckled and had someone deliver it to Mansi.
Mansi wasn't liked by everyone. The stinky man his owner sent him circled around a few times, then angrily slapped his tail against the cage. The seemingly sturdy iron cage was actually quite fragile, and a section of the right side of the cage immediately dented.
If ghosts and spirits brought him immense mental panic, then the impact of the black python at this moment was a concrete manifestation of panic multiplied tenfold.
Now that his employer is dissatisfied with his work, he feels like he could fall into a snake's belly at any moment.
He knew the python would first coil around the human body, the immense force causing fractures and dislocations. However, the python's body was flexible, not rigid, and therefore couldn't crush his bones. The python's vertical pupils stared at him like an abyss, seemingly measuring how to swallow him whole with its gaze.
If you're lucky, the giant python in front of you might have a bad stomach and spit out the bones.
Driven by overwhelming fear, he confessed everything in just half a day.
He was arrested unharmed because using vigilante justice is illegal. Sun Quan underestimated Huo Cixiao and overestimated himself; he knelt down as soon as he saw the snake and quickly confessed.
Luo Beishi was unaware of the progress over there; Huo Cixiao usually waited until he received the results before informing him.
The men dug up a recording tape that Sun Quan had kept hidden for many years in the back mountain of Guanyin Temple in the North District. It was well sealed and even contained in an iron box, but the tape eventually succumbed to the wear and tear of time and deteriorated.
"What happened to you? You've been so gloomy all day long," Luo Beishi asked worriedly, touching his face.
Huo Cixiao thought for a moment and finally told Luo Beishi his recent actions and the results, which were unsatisfactory.
The damaged audio tape was difficult to repair, and the slightest carelessness could render it unusable. With the statute of limitations fast approaching, Huo Cixiao was very unhappy.
Luo Beishi: "Ah, can I have it? I should be able to... Grandpa Luo used to love playing opera on cassette tapes, and he knows how to fix them. Why don't you let me try? I'm pretty good at it... I guarantee I can fix it."
This is indeed true, but it's mainly just a temporary excuse created by the system.
After he finished speaking, Huo Cixiao stared intently at him with his dark eyes, and said with a slight parting of his thin lips, "Wife, you really are a goddess."
Luo Beishi's lips twitched slightly. He knew that there were clues to why Huo Cixiao could make such a guess. A few days ago, Huo Cixiao had even invited a feng shui master. If it weren't for his quick recovery, he felt that Huo Cixiao would have had to invite someone to fight him. After all, if a deity is sick, it must be a very serious matter.
Luo Beishi patted her husband on the shoulder. "You have a rich imagination!"
Huo Cixiao won't ask his wife what she relied on to save him for now, but he believes he will know the answer someday.
Meanwhile, Luo Beishi was also looking for the right opportunity, and he probably wouldn't wait until Huo Cifeng, the "protagonist" of this world, went to prison before making a move.
Luo Beishi followed Huo Cixiao to an old neighborhood. Inside, there was a middle-aged man wearing a worn-out white vest who seemed unfazed by the cold. He had dark skin, thick glasses perched on his nose, and glanced at them with a blank expression. Without saying much, he invited them inside.
The shop is small and old, decorated in a Hong Kong style from the last century. The business it takes is mainly photo developing or printing things. Few people remember that this craftsman also repairs audio cassette tapes.
Huo Cixiao didn't hand over the tape to ensure everything went smoothly.
The middle-aged man wearing glasses in front of us was the best tape restorer more than a decade ago, but after more than ten years, his title has long been forgotten.
Luo Beishi followed the person into the repair room, gesturing with his eyes for Huo Cixiao and the master to go out first.
To avoid surprising anyone, I stayed for half an hour.
When they went outside, the master was shocked. His previously expressionless face now looked as if to say, "You've surpassed me, kid."
Luo Beishi smiled and said, "Master, we will transfer the money to you as usual."
The foreman quickly waved his hand and said in a dry voice, "No need, I didn't do any work."
Luo Beishi was about to say that although he had been busy for most of the day without any results, he had still worked hard.
Huo Cixiao said nothing, but gave Special Assistant Wen a look. On the way back, Special Assistant Wen paid his master ten times the normal price.
Actually, it wasn't just the master who was shocked; A Shu and A Hou, who were with the restorer, were also stunned. Back at the villa, they looked at him with eyes full of admiration. He knew he had been deified again, and he was afraid that even eight mouths wouldn't be able to explain himself in the future.
Huo Cixiao then wrote with an affirmative expression: Wife, you really are a goddess descended to earth, experiencing life.
He also bought his mentor's tape recorder, and what he heard was actually quite infuriating.
Of course, Huo Cixiao only knew that it was fixed, but he hadn't listened to it yet; he wanted to wait until he got home to listen to it.
Luo Beishi was also feeling down the whole way, pretending not to know anything, but in reality, he was also suffering inside.
Fortunately, Lin Lan went to jail beforehand, and without the cover of money, the man gradually revealed his true colors.