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Volume 18: The Flower of Withering Hell (Forty-nine)

The members of the field team of the General Office were hiding nearby. Lin Yingkong called and naturally they arrived soon.

This time, Di Bingqiao and the adult version of Cheng Xiaodai. Because someone had seen Di Bingqiao before when she was in the hotel, she changed her clothes and straightened her long curly hair, put on makeup, and put on gold-rimmed glasses. She looked like a beautiful doctor.

Cheng Xiaodai was named a senior intern medical student, carrying a medicine box in hand.

In fact, I flew up on Xiaodai with Di Bingqiao on his back and was almost at the top of the mountain, so I changed to walking. However, in the eyes of the crew, they were just staring at the scorching sun, and their faces were not red or breathing. It can be seen that their physical fitness is really good.

Many people couldn't help but want to ask for a way to maintain health, but when they approached, they could see that Di Bingqiao had beautiful muscles under her sleeves. She thought that doctors said that their work and rest were uneven, and they could still exercise their muscles. I guess they really worked hard.

Di Bingqiao and Cheng Xiaodai came in the name of Lin Yingkong's friend. They pretended to say hello to him, and then went to see Wang Hui and several other staff members with heatstroke.

Cheng Xiaodai carried a bag of anti-heat stroke oral liquid and distributed it to the people in the crew one by one. In fact, it is not impossible for the venue to help him deliver it. However, the watch on Cheng Xiaodai's hand was modified into a test equipment by Ding Youlan. As long as he encountered a creature in the supernatural world, he would vibrate. The only problem was that it was less than five centimeters away from the contact, which was a useless product. However, its powerful function was that Ding Youlan never forgot to improve it.

Although it is still in the probation period, the results of several tests show that this equipment is more sensitive and accurate than human inspections. After all, people's five senses can be deceived. The field team of the General Office also intends to take the opportunity to see if Luo Cheng changes his face and sneaks in.

After distributing the oral liquid, no suspicious person was found. Xiaodai made a gesture to Lin Yingkong, and Lin Yingkong quietly pointed to the tent where the male actor was resting, where Nangong Jue and Mo Jiayi were both inside.

Cheng Xiaodai nodded obscurely, and then said a few words to the theater business next to him. The theater business remembered that there were two great gods. He also heard that Cheng Xiaodai was their movie fan, so he took him there.

Because when I was in the hotel before, the field team of the General Office avoided other people for meetings, so Nangong Jue had never seen Cheng Xiaodai. Mo Jiayi was stunned for a moment when he saw him at first sight, but found that he was dressed differently from his usual clothes, so he stopped talking.

Sure enough, Xiaodai walked in, handed them the oral liquid for heatstroke prevention, and took out a small notebook and told them to sign it, as if he had seen them for the first time.

Mo Jiayi also regarded it as if he didn't know Cheng Xiaodai before, so he signed him.

Cheng Xiaodai said thank you, then walked to Nangong Jue with his laptop and said happily: "Sir, I also like the TV series you filmed. I wish you a smooth future and a better future!"

Although he is pretending, Cheng Xiaodai often joins Fei Rong and the others in the forum, and he does have a good impression of Nangong Jue who dares to speak and do, and is considered half of his fan.

"Thank you." Nangong Jue had a weird temper, but he didn't show off his airs when facing fans. He raised his hand and took the notebook to sign him.

Just when Nangong Jue's hand touched the notebook, Cheng Xiaodai's watch was shocked, and he was stunned for a moment.

Nangong Jue drew a laptop, but didn't pull it out, wondering, "What's wrong?"

He quickly came back to his senses, held up a smile and said, "I met an idol for the first time, I was a little nervous..."

Mo Jiayi looked at it from the side and couldn't help but feel a little sank. He didn't understand what happened that made the elites in the field team of the General Office lose their minds.

After leaving Mo Jiayi and Nangong Jue, Xiao Dai walked quickly to Lin Yingkong without caring about the eyes of others and asked in a low voice: "Assistant Lin, where is the Minister?"

"I've gone to take a nap, what's wrong?" Lin Yingkong, who was busy getting the afternoon props, asked in confusion.

Cheng Xiaodai's face was very serious and she whispered: "Nangong Jue is awakened!"

Lin Yingkong was also stunned, "What?!"

Cheng Xiaodai explained the function of the test equipment modified by Ding Youlan, and then said: "The bloodline without awakening will not be tested. The ability of this thing to react to Nangong Jue can only prove that he has awakened!"

"But I just felt that his soul fluctuated a little too much. It should be in the early stage of awakening..." Lin Yingkong quickly calmed down and analyzed the reasons. "If the equipment was broken, it was likely that Nangong Jue had the ability to hide in his bloodline. Maybe he himself had not noticed any difference."

No wonder Nangong Jue has been so abnormal these two days. External force is part of it. The main reason is probably due to his awakening.

Lin Yingkong released his shadow beast and went into the tent to find Nangong Jue. But after a moment, the shadow beast came back. Lin Yingkong looked down and frowned, "I still can't detect what kind of blood he is the awakened demon clan."

"Let Sister Qiao go and have a blood test?" Cheng Xiaodai asked.

Lin Yingkong frowned slightly. In fact, he was a little cautious about Nangong Jue now because something was wrong with the other party, and he also felt a little cautious about them.

"You go and get it, don't let Nangong Jue find out," Lin Yingkong instructed, "If you can, try not to get close to Bingqiao, and wait until the inspection results come out."

In this way, Nangong Jue would not suddenly realize that the doctor here was Di Bingqiao, who he had seen before, so as not to cause his rebound. If he really started to fail to cooperate with their actions, it would be troublesome. Huan Feng and Luo Cheng didn't know what moves on him respectively.

Lin Yingkong didn't want to hide it from Nangong Jue, just wanted to see if he was really hiding something about them, or it was inconvenient to say it.

Although the test equipment showed that Nangong Jue had awakened, he probably did not notice it himself, so Cheng Xiaodai's actions went smoothly and he took the blood in a short while.

Di Bingqiao was also very surprised when she heard what Cheng Xiaodai said, and immediately started to do the test with Cheng Xiaodai helping to cover her.

At the same time, Feng Rong was taking a nap in the tent.

He didn't feel sleepy at first, but Lin Yingkong insisted on thinking that he got up earlier than usual, so he had to take a nap, so Feng Rong had to lie down in the small tent he had found. Unexpectedly, he fell asleep halfway through lying down.

Then, Feng Rong had a dream.

He could realize that he was dreaming, but he couldn't wake up and felt that the dream seemed familiar.

There are dragons and phoenixes, unicorns, strange beasts, vast continents and unpredictable changes, and a long river of destiny with stars and tides...

Finally, the sight was frozen on a high mountain top, and the deserted people could see the eyes of thousands of miles.

"I said," a man with a tiger-backed and bear-waisted waist walked around from behind him, "What have you seen when you stayed on this hill for 36,000 years?"

Feng Rong heard himself say in a strange voice: "I saw life and death."

"Winning is life, losing is death," the man said in confusion, "What's the good thing about this?"

"What can be immortal?" Feng Rong asked.

The man shook his head, "Even we will sleep with the years, and God the Father has turned into this mountain and earth, water and soil, sun and stars, and so are we."

Feng Rong was silent for a long time before rubbing the rock sitting beneath him and said, "I have been sitting for 36,000 years. This stone is still there. If it becomes a living thing, will it be immortal?"

The man continued to shake his head, "No, no, the stone will be a monster when it comes to life, and the life of the demon clan is even shorter."

"What if it becomes a living creature but is not a demon clan?" Feng Rong asked again.

This time it was the man's turn to ponder, "I don't know, but living creatures must be gods, witches, monsters, and monsters. If not... they will be wiped out by the way of heaven."

The vision suddenly changed to another scene. Feng Rong stood in the clouds and looked down at the earth. People wrapped in animal skins and turf lived hard on the earth. They had already lived in the morning, died in the evening, and were fleeting.

"Old friend, you've watched it here for another 15,000 years," the man with a tiger back and waist appeared again, "What did you see this time?"

Feng Rong still answered: "Life and death."

The man asked again: "Are you still asking for immortality?"

"It's not that I'm asking for, I'm asking for all things," Feng Rong heard infinite compassion appear in his voice. "Nuwa created something as a 'human', and in one breath there is a cycle of life and death. In this barbaric land, they cannot survive."

The man was quite puzzled, "That's not something you can care about. Is it your turn to worry about the mud that Nuwa plays with?"

Feng Rong lowered his eyes, "Everything is life, not uncommon."

"As you say that, we are no different from them?" The man was displeased.

Feng Rong's tone was unchanged, "No."

The man was angry, "You guy... then you keep staring at these mud!"

The man turned around and left. Feng Rong did not chase him, but just lowered his head and continued to watch the people struggle.

When the picture turned again, he only saw a man in front of him, with fire burning all over his body, vaguely like that man. They fought together, the sky was cracking, the earth was shaking, and everything was weeping.

"Stop!" Feng Rong scolded.

The man sneered, "Didn't you want the sky to not bring down thunder, to stop drought and flooding, and to be immortal? Then I will let you see what a disaster is called a world-destruction disaster. What you think and what you think is all empty!!!"

The sky was torn apart during their fierce fight, and a huge hole swallowed the wailing creatures on the ground.

Feng Rong saw herself pounce on the man and took him into the crack, "You... shouldn't..."

"minister?"

Lin Yingkong's voice pulled back the terrifying feeling of Feng Rong falling from the sky. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a drop of sweat slid down from his forehead, blurring half of his gaze.

Feng Rong tried hard to open her eyes, and Lin Yingkong's worried face reflected in her pupils.

"Are you having a nightmare?" Lin Yingkong picked him up and kissed his forehead gently, "It's okay, don't worry, it's just a dream."
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