The Daily Life of the Immortal King

As for Zhai Yin, ever since Wang Ming came into contact with him, he felt like he was being attacked by a ghost... In other words, this Zhai Yin is more difficult to deal with than a ghost, and now he looks like a ghost in the Wang family villa. Wang Ling warned, so Zhai Yin didn't follow. But in fact, it was mentioned by Wang Ming and President Qi in person after he left the villa last time. If it wasn't for President Qi's order, I'm afraid today's Zhai Yin would continue to be by his side.

As soon as he returned to the room on the second floor, Wang Ming followed his own room and fell onto the bed with a "squeak". He really felt tired for a while.

And the most troublesome thing about this matter is that Zhai Yin is not afraid of Wang Ming complaining to President Qi, which can be seen from his attitude after entering the door just now. After all, this person was dug up by Dean Qi with great difficulty. Dean Qi couldn't just remove it if he said it was removed, and Wang Ming's group would also raise his opinion.

This is the so-called, asking God is easy, sending God is difficult...

Of course, there are also many complicated factors involved. Wang Ming is also a key protection object of the state, so theoretically, as long as the state arranges for him, he can't refuse at all. It's just that as one of the country's scientific researchers, even during normal research, he can't get rid of Zhai Yin's "protection". The feeling of being watched is really painful.

"Ling Ling! I really want to die!"

Wang Ming lay on the bed and complained, "You know, this is from the Shengxian Special Operations Brigade..."

Wang Ling's eyes couldn't help but jump slightly at this name. Ever since he had contact with old man Li, the school guard of No. 60 High School, Wang Ling had also privately learned about the structure of the national special operations force. The Shengxian Special Operations Brigade is the top card in the special forces, and it is also the leading department that directly governs many special forces. In comparison, Old Man Li's Seven Stars can only be counted as a small branch.

But all the people who came out of Shengxian are masters, and their strength is definitely not bad.

"Now you should know the reason why Dean Qi dug up people and couldn't send them away, right?" Wang Ming looked at Wang Ling and sighed helplessly: "And this girl's identity is very special..."

Wang Ling: "?"

"Shengxian has the largest Tibetan scriptures pavilion in the country in Huaxiu Kingdom, and there are many secret scrolls of exercises that have been handed down from ancient times. In order to protect the Tibetan scriptures pavilion, the country specially set up a special force. Heaven protects, and Shengxian is built on this foundation." Wang Ming said: "Do you know the gods and monks who sweep the ground?"

"..." Wang Ling nodded.

"That ya's identity is similar to that of a sweeper. She used to watch the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion under Shengxian, and her position is equivalent to a librarian. I don't know what kind of snake venom was caught, so Lao Qi dug it up and put it here... …”

Wang Ling: "..."

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Perhaps it was because of Zhai Yin's daily torture during this period that Wang Ming talked to Wang Ling about the pain for half an hour upstairs before he released the feeling of suffocation in his heart. He knew Wang Ling's pain. The room has its own soundproof barrier, so Zhai Yin is not afraid of hearing it.

It was fine that no one was following him before, but now Zhai Yin is by his side, and even the text messages that pass through his phone sometimes have to be checked from time to time, which makes Wang Ming annoyed for a while.

But even though there were all kinds of complaints, Wang Ling actually knew that Wang Ming had his own selfishness.

Since people can't be driven away, there is always value in staying behind. In addition to protecting Wang Ming's safety, Zhai Yin actually has another potential that can be tapped... In a sense, Wang Ming feels that Zhai Yin's brain is also very precious, and it is not at all better than his own. Strong brain. After all, Zhai Yin has stayed in Shengxian's Book Collection Pavilion for hundreds of years, and now the whole person is like a mobile Book Collection Pavilion!

Wang Ming: "Ling ah... You said that this Zhai Yin has such a huge reserve of knowledge, is there any record in the Sutra Collection Pavilion that can help me practice?"

Wang Ling's mouth twitched: "..."

What is this guy thinking about...

Because of his physique, Wang Ming couldn't practice since he was a child... But things like physique cannot be changed. Of course, if Wang Ming really wants to practice, it is not impossible. Wang Ling knew of a taboo spell that could be exchanged at an equivalent value, and the most valuable thing in Wang Ming's body was his "brain", and he could exchange his brain for the possibility of cultivation... This kind of transaction is in Wang Ling's hands. Seems to be no different from mental retardation.

You don't even have a brain, you can still do shit!

"Shengxian's Book Collection Pavilion contains many things that you have never heard of or seen before. Maybe there is a practice that can help you suppress your breath, and you may be able to escape from the talisman in the future!"

Wang Ming held his chin and looked at Wang Ling seriously: "Ling, you said otherwise, you will knock Zhai Yin unconscious, and then I will do it and dissect his head and study it?"

Wang Ling: "..." Which kind of person is seriously thinking about terrible things...

Ignoring Wang Ming's wild thoughts, Wang Ling directly opened his heavenly eyes, took out the Heavenly Material Sword from his vision, and handed it to Wang Ling.

It wasn't until he saw this sword that Wang Ming slapped his head, he almost forgot the business!

"I'll take this sword back to study it." Wang Ming nodded and put the sword in the storage ring. The spiritual power in this ring is recharged, otherwise Wang Ming would not be able to drive the storage space without spiritual power. And when there is no spiritual energy in the ring, Wang Ming will go to recharge it. Generally, after full of spiritual power, Wang Ming can continue to use it for about a week.

This kind of self-cultivation magic weapon with the attributes of semi-black technology belongs to Wang Ming's specialty.

"Oh right, Lingzi, I have something for you too."

Wang Ming manipulated the storage ring in his hand and handed a palm-sized egg-shaped item into Wang Ling's hand.

"You don't know yet, this is Auntie's time capsule. Before you gave birth, the drafts of the novels written by Auntie were stored in this capsule. At that time, my uncle and aunt asked me to seal the manuscript, and I took it back to the laboratory. It was made into a time capsule." When he said this, a look of embarrassment appeared on Wang Ming's face; "However, there was a little accident at that time..."

"?" Wang Ling held the capsule with a puzzled look.

"At that time, in order to track the clues of the old devil, General Yi deliberately activated the power of the Stone Gate to send the surveillance chip I developed back to the past. But before the official process started, the group of people planned to find something to test... …”

Wang Ling: "..."

Having said this, Wang Ming covered his face helplessly: "Then I don't know which one is lacking in heart, so I sent this time capsule to the past, and I didn't send it back until recently..."

Wang Ling: "..."

Wang Ming: "That's why I think it's more reliable to keep this thing with you..."

Wang Ling: "..."

In the past, when the Time Capsule was not available, Wang Ming had been uneasy all the time. Now that he handed the things back to Wang Ling, Wang Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, by the way, before Aunty sealed the pen, the draft of the unpublished work that she wrote under the new pen name is also in it. If you are interested, you can take a look. It's very well written!" Wang Ming sat on the bed and looked at Wang Ling. He said very excitedly: "And the pseudonym is quite domineering!"

What is it called?

Wang Ling asked.

Wang Ming: "Ghost Axe Spirit Mother!"

Wang Ling: "..."