I really don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is.

"I know." Mo Yufei stood up and smiled charmingly, "I also know that the undead like to find little girls as scapegoats. Teacher Si should be careful."

"It's okay." Si Fuqing said nonchalantly, "I've played it before, and there's nothing scary about the Hundred Ghosts at Night. Ghosts are not scary. What's scary is the human heart."

[Oops, my wife is talking nonsense again, I will drag her down and hide her in my golden house.]

[You must have drunk too much in front of me, this is obviously my wife.]

[Stop talking, love rival, draw your sword!]

Mo Yufei's face completely darkened, and she was smiling but not smiling: "Teacher Si really likes to tell jokes, and I have encountered him in Hundred Ghost Night Walk."

Let’s not talk about whether there is such a thing. Is there really a Si Fuqing who hasn’t been swallowed alive by a hundred ghosts?

Mo Yufei didn't look at Si Fuqing anymore and walked aside.

She turned her back to the camera, turned off the microphone, and said with a sneer: "Ning Sheng, we have been friends for many years. I haven't touched you, but that doesn't mean I won't touch others. You'd better remind me, this junior, to stop meddling in other people's business here.

, I don’t know how he died by then.”

Lu Ningsheng responded with a smile, his momentum not losing at all: "I'll give this to you. Don't die by then and still be jumping around here."

"Humph." Mo Yufei didn't care, "Ning Sheng, I know you are arrogant, but you must also recognize the facts. When I get the qualification to sing the theme song of "Oracle", you must congratulate me.

."

After she finished speaking, she left quietly.

**

The shooting dates at sea continued for a full month.

Tomorrow is another regular weekly holiday for the program team. This time it will be a long one, lasting two days. After all, the recording has been done for so long, and the guests are all very tired.

Si Fuqing finally had time to log in to the Oracle.

She used the GM administrator account and directly clicked the administrator 000 in the list.

Number Zero is the chief planner, and the administrators all know it.

This chief planner can be said to be all-powerful, and he sometimes wanders around in the game.

Si Fuqing typed the next line in the dialog box.

【009】: One thing, I’m going to your headquarters in the afternoon, and the theme song hasn’t been decided yet, right? I’ll compose the music and lyrics, and then recommend someone to you, one-stop service, isn’t it beautiful?

As soon as this sentence was uttered, the other party had a reaction.

【000】:???

【000】:Wait! Please speak clearly!

【000】: This is not a question of one dragon or not. The question is how do you survive?!

Si Fuqing closed the computer and applied to her boss: "Boss, I want to borrow a plane."

On the sofa, Yu Xiheng raised his eyes: "Borrow a plane?"

"What's the matter? I haven't received any endorsement fees and I'm penniless." Si Fuqing touched his chin, his fox eyes lit up, "Boss, are you tired from work? I'll give you a shoulder squeeze for free!"

Before Yu Xiheng could say anything, her hand was already on his shoulder.

The man has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and the muscles on his shoulders are also perfectly smooth, tough and strong. They feel great in the hand through a layer of shirt.

Seeing how serious she was in pinching her, Yu Xiheng took back her direct consent.

His eyes were slightly lowered, and there was a little more interest in his brows.

The girl's hands are very soft, and there are some thin calluses left from martial arts training on the fingertips.

But I have to say that she controlled the intensity very well, which indeed made him very comfortable.

Feng San came in with a fruit plate: "..."

Who is he, where is he, what is going on?!

How come Miss Si became a massage technician in such a blink of an eye?

Are you so dedicated to your part-time job?

After Si Fuqing finished squeezing, he rested his chin on the sofa behind him. He blinked with foxy eyes and said eagerly: "Boss, borrow the plane."

With such a tone and expression, it was impossible for anyone to reject her.

He didn't intend to reject her either.

Yu Xiheng sighed: "The plane is parked on the roof of the hotel."

Si Fuqing accepted the application instantly. She straightened up without any hesitation: "Then I'm leaving."

She couldn't touch her fighter jet, but she could still touch the plane.

But who would have thought that in the next second, Yu Xiheng said unhurriedly: "Feng San, you must send the girl here."

Si Fuqing stopped and looked at Yu Xiheng.

She almost suspected that her boss knew about her driving skills.

Even if she is not allowed to touch the car, why is she not allowed to enter other cockpits?

Si Fuqing's face was expressionless: "You, don't call me girl."

"Um?"

"I feel like I'm talking to an ancient nobleman."

Yu Xiheng was silent for a moment and said calmly, "No."

He was not born in the palace, but in a ruined temple far away from the palace.

He was taken back to the palace at the age of nine and lived in a side palace in the cold palace. Even the eunuchs and maids could humiliate him at will.

It has nothing to do with the princes and nobles.

"Forget it, just scream." Si Fuqing put his hands behind his back, "Who makes you my beloved boss? Boss, don't be sad. You see your legs are healed. You are so good-looking. You are genuine.

Diamond King Laowu, you are so powerful, don’t feel bad.”

"You don't have enough time, it's time to go." Yu Xiheng held his head, raised his eyebrows, and said quietly, "Girl."

"Let's go." Si Fuqing rubbed his ears, "I'll bring you something delicious when I come back."

Feng San was walking in front, which was quite strange.

Yu Xiheng has always kept her emotions quiet, and her emotional control can be described as perfect.

All he can often feel is the overwhelming sense of oppression.

How could Miss Si be so attentive enough to notice Brother Jiu's emotional fluctuations?

He must be too careless.

Feng San was very ashamed.

He must learn from Miss Si.

Lu Ningsheng was waiting on the roof. He saw that Feng San had outstanding temperament, excellent appearance, and steady steps, unlike ordinary people.

She stood up quickly and said hello: "Qingqing, this is -"

Feng San said: "I am Miss Si's driver, Miss Lu, you don't have to be polite."

Lu Ningsheng: "...?"

She numbly got on the plane with Si Fuqing.

After meeting Jiang Changfeng, she no longer believed Feng San's words.

The layout in the aircraft is very simple, even a bit crude.

"This plane..." Lu Ningsheng said in surprise, "This plane is not simple."

Si Fuqing turned around: "What?"

"When I was studying at the Hera Conservatory of Music, I went to the University of Itno for a month as an exchange student. I was fortunate enough to visit their aerospace laboratory." Lu Ningsheng said, "Their technology is very advanced, but I don't think this aircraft is the same.

Difference."

Si Fuqing smiled: "After all, Daxia has a long history of five thousand years, and our ancestors have a lot of wisdom."

Lu Ningsheng agreed: "Yes, but a lot of technology has been lost, which is quite a pity."

Soon the plane flew out of the Daxia border and arrived at the Western Continent.

The speed of the aircraft is very fast, but the fuselage is extremely stable.

This is the power of the Mohist organ technique.

The art of mechanism is a great ancient invention of Daxia.

The Mohist machine city built by the genius Mo Yanfeng more than a thousand years ago cannot be broken even now.

A few hours later, the plane stopped at the airport.
To be continued...