Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

"Don't rush, let me think about it some more."

Su Ming paid no attention to the sword blade pressed against his neck, and walked straight to the balcony.

A frozen wound cannot heal in a short time.

This is one of Yu Mengnian's most terrifying abilities.

Her chilling aura could forcefully suppress all healing abilities.

I went to the balcony.

Su Ming imitated Wen Qi's usual posture, raising his eyes to look into the distance.

Normally, Wen Qi likes to stand alone in this spot, silently gazing into the distance, sometimes for a long time.

I wonder what she's looking at?

Anyway, Su Ming looked for a long time, but could only see buildings and clouds in the distance.

Look away.

He turned his gaze to Li Tao and Song Liyi in the building across the street.

The couple were having lunch, behaving affectionately, and seemed to have a very good relationship.

But Su Ming only found it ridiculous.

If Song Liyi knew that her husband, Li Tao, would kill her for his mistress in the future.

I wonder how I feel now.

Shaking his head, Su Ming looked up at the sky again.

What was the doomsday scenario in 2019?

He didn't know either.

At least for now, the world continues to operate as usual, with traffic flowing and people living as usual, showing no signs of impending doom.

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he turned around sharply: "Oh right, Old Zhou, he..."

The words came to an abrupt halt.

Because the living room was empty.

I went inside and walked around twice, but I couldn't find Yu Mengnian.

"This guy."

"This is getting weirder and weirder."

Scratching his head, Su Ming was too lazy to bother looking for it.

Because he believed that this guy was definitely watching his every move from the shadows.

Let's start thinking again.

In 2019, there was neither Wen Qi nor Shen Wanyu.

Lin Jiajia died in 2015, and Bai Xinglan died in 2016.

The exact date of Xu Qinghe's death is still uncertain.

However, she was still alive in 2012, so her death date should be between 2013 and 2026.

So let's do some quick calculations.

In 2019, there were only Tang Tang, Chen Zhiwei, Yu Mengnian, and Xu Qinghe, whose fate was unknown.

"No, no, there's also a girl in the mirror named Cheng Yao."

"She was disfigured in 2020 and committed suicide in 2023."

Su Ming took out his phone and searched for information about Cheng Yao.

The only information available online is publicly available information.

All I know is that she recently starred in a period drama and is currently promoting it with the production team.

He appeared at a press conference in Yangliao City three days ago.

At this moment, Su Ming finally understood the true value of Zhou Zhengyang's expertise.

If you ask him to find Cheng Yao's whereabouts, he doesn't even know where to start.

This task still needs to be handled by Lao Zhou.

Next, he looked up what major air disasters had occurred in China in 2016.

Related news popped up.

On March 23, 2016, China Dragon Airlines flight LH16 mysteriously lost contact without any warning while en route to XX country.

To this day, it remains the largest and most mysterious air disaster in human aviation history.

According to the data, there were a total of 239 people on this flight.

Following the plane crash, countries around the world launched large-scale search and rescue operations by sea, land, and air.

After several months, not only were no people found, but even the wreckage of the plane was not recovered.

Therefore, in order to commemorate the deceased, the Chinese government built a special memorial for the air crash at Yong'an Cemetery in 2017.

However, since there were no bodies of the victims, only their scattered belongings were buried.

This incident caused a huge uproar on the entire internet back then.

Countless relatives of the victims were emotional and filed a joint protest, arguing that their loved ones had not died and that the authorities should not hastily erect a monument and define the incident, but should continue searching for the flight.

"Mysteriously disappeared."

"Neither alive nor dead has anyone been found."

"We couldn't even find the wreckage of the plane."

"That's really strange."

Su Ming smacked his lips, then took out a pink bunny from his backpack.

I opened the camera, took a series of photos of the little rabbit, and sent them directly to Zhou Zhengyang's private number.

The caption reads: "Your Abebe is in my hands. Call me back within a minute."

Almost the instant the text message was sent, the phone rang.

Su Ming moved his phone away beforehand, and sure enough, a roar like a lion exploded from the receiver: "Who are you?"

"What did you do to my son, Abebe?"

"Ah~"

After the roaring subsided, Su Ming leisurely brought the phone to his ear: "Old Zhou, don't have anyone check my location."

"I live in Lanyue Residential Area in Pingjiang City."

"Besides, Yu Mengnian is also with me."

"I'll tell you when you get here."

Before Zhou Zhengyang could reply, Su Ming slammed the phone down and immediately put it on silent.

I looked at the pink bunny in my hand.

This is a keepsake that Zhou Zhengyang entrusted to him in 2026 with great reluctance.

It's not a plush toy sold in wholesale stores.

This little rabbit has a very special background.

It was hand-sewn by Zhou Zhengyang's mother when he was a child.

For decades, Zhou Zhengyang has treasured it like a precious gem, keeping it close at hand until 2026.

It's no exaggeration to say that it's older than Su Ming.

Put the little rabbit back into the backpack.

Su Ming prepared to go out to find Tang Tang.

Looking at the empty living room, he tried calling out, "Yu Mengnian, are you here?"

no respond.

He touched his head, slightly puzzled.

Could it be that Yu Mengnian is really gone?

As soon as he turned around, he saw Yu Mengnian standing quietly behind him.

"Holy crap."

Su Ming was startled: "How the hell are you like a ghost?"

"Could you let me know when you're leaving?"

"Oh, right." He quickly rummaged through his backpack, where he found a letter that Yu Mengnian had written to herself in 2012.

The only thing to blame is that this guy arrived too suddenly, causing Su Ming to forget about him for a moment.

It wasn't until he took out Zhou Zhengyang's Abeibei that he remembered this matter.

The letter was still very simple, even simpler than the letter from 2012.

The message contained only four words: What is said is true.

After reading the letter, Yu Mengnian stopped observing Su Ming.

Su Ming rolled his eyes at her: "Why are you like a time worm?"

"If I hadn't produced this letter, were you planning to continue observing me like this?"

Yu Mengnian nodded truthfully.

This mysterious man, who suddenly appeared, whose origins are unknown, and who claims to travel between the past and the future, is a mystery.

She didn't draw her sword and kill him directly, which was considered giving him face.

If a normal person heard what Su Ming just said, they would probably think he was crazy.

It was also thanks to the divine consciousness that she had personally planted in Su Ming's mind.

Therefore, every time they enter the apocalypse timeline, Yu Mengnian is always the first to find him.

For Yu Mengnian, every meeting was like a first encounter.

But for Su Ming, every first encounter was a reunion.

I took a taxi to the Lychee Hotel.

The Lychee Hotel in 2019 has not yet been replaced by the Rose Hotel.

Su Ming simply booked a room here for a month.

The rent was, of course, paid by Yu Mengnian.

"Don't worry, I'll pay you back."

"When Lao Zhou arrives, I'll have him reimburse you."

I don't know why?

Yu Mengnian felt like she had heard this sentence somewhere before.

Then came the meal.

The money, of course, was still paid by Yu Mengnian.

Su Ming repeated his usual answer: "Don't worry, I'll reimburse you when Lao Zhou arrives."

Yu Mengnian's usually indifferent face finally showed signs of emotion, like a tiny crack appearing on a long-frozen lake.

A barely perceptible chill ran through her voice: "2003?"

Su Ming waved his hand in denial: "I didn't spend your money in 2003."

"You were young then, and Lao Zhou paid for everything, so don't try to frame me."

Yu Mengnian took half a step forward, her gaze fixed on him: "2012."

Su Ming waved his hand: "No, I was with Shen Wanyu in 2012."

"Shen Wanyu is incredibly wealthy; she's the eldest daughter of the Shen family. How could she possibly spend your money..."

Before she could finish speaking, a sword was already at Su Ming's neck. Yu Mengnian only uttered two words, but each word was chilling: "Lies."

Su Ming slapped his forehead.

How could you forget Yu Mengnian's ability to detect lies since childhood?

"It only cost a little bit." He rubbed his fingers together, gesturing slightly to indicate the name.

"lie."

The sword penetrated three more inches into the flesh.

Su Ming was convinced.

Why does this guy always draw his sword?

"It was just a few meals."

"How many meals?" Yu Mengnian pressed, her voice growing colder.

"Uh." Su Ming tilted his head and thought for a moment. Just as he was about to open his mouth to make up an excuse, he saw Yu Mengnian suddenly lean down.

That flawless face drew closer, its dark, clear eyes staring directly into his own, its gaze sharp.

"That...that period of time."

"All my expenses," he said, glancing at Yu Mengnian's sharp eyes, his voice immediately lowering, "were all covered by you."

"How much in total?" the voice drifted over.

Su Ming turned his head away slightly, feeling a little guilty: "I...I forgot."

brush~

The blade pierced through flesh a third further, almost touching the bone. A single word escaped Yu Mengnian's lips: "Fine."

This time, she was really going crazy and wanted to draw her sword and kill Su Ming directly.

"I...I..."

"If you don't count, you'll die."

no way.

Under Yu Mengnian's supervision, Su Ming could only squat by the roadside and start calculating one by one with his phone.

As he did the calculations, he complained, "You're a cultivator, almost ascending to immortality, what do you need money for?"

"Isn't it said that money is just an external thing?"

Annoyed by Su Ming's nagging, Yu Mengnian grabbed his collar and said, word by word, "My monthly salary is only 3500."

Su Ming was stunned on the spot and exclaimed that it was impossible.

Seeing Yu Mengnian's expression, his lips twitched violently, and his temples throbbed.

I just spent over 700 yuan on one meal.

When Zhou Zhengyang rushed to Jiangping City...

The first thing I saw was Su Ming squatting by the roadside, a calculator in his left hand and a notebook in his right, scratching his head as if calculating something.

Yu Mengnian bent down and looked carefully at every account recorded by Su Ming.

The setting sun cast its last rays upon the two of them, creating a serene and beautiful scene that inexplicably intertwined with a romantic yet absurd atmosphere.

Zhou Zhengyang was completely stunned.

In fact, he saw this scene halfway there, but he kept telling himself that it was an illusion, and that he must be too tired.

That's Yu Mengnian!

He is cold-hearted, decisive, and indifferent to everything; nothing in the world can stir his emotions.

His brain completely shut down when he saw it with his own eyes.

Su Ming scratched his head, looked up and saw Zhou Zhengyang in a daze. He immediately whispered a few words to Yu Mengnian.

Then he strode up to Zhou Zhengyang, grabbed him by the collar and roared, "Old Zhou, are you kidding me? Are you out of your mind?"

Why is my daughter Yu Mengnian's salary only 3500?

"Oh, I asked you a question!"

"Why is it only 3500?"

Zhou Zhengyang was bewildered by the shout, but looking at Yu Mengnian, who stood with her hands behind her back and had a gloomy expression, he subconsciously explained.

"Brother, our special official personnel's pay slips only show their public income."

"The real income is actually..."

Su Ming turned his head and looked speechlessly at Yu Mengnian, whose face was icy cold.

Do you expect Yu Mengnian to secretly accept gifts, embezzle, and share the spoils?

What a joke!

Su Ming now seriously suspects that Yu Mengnian's humanity disappeared so quickly because she was dirt poor.

"Raise wages."

"Give my Yu Mengnian a raise right away."

Zhou Zhengyang nodded quickly.

My mind is still a little foggy.

But when Su Ming roared for a raise, Yu Mengnian's lips curled up in a very subtle smile.

"Up~"

"Prices will rise soon!"

"One hundred million a month."

"No, a billion."