Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

The wilderness and snow are covered with snow. Although it is still late autumn, for Daxinganling, it has already entered the rhythm of winter.

The cold wind blew, sweeping over the colorful snowflakes, hitting the already dead branches, causing the sound of "Karakera".

The forest was silent, and occasionally there were a slight rustling sound, which quickly drowned between the vast world.

Birds fly across thousands of mountains and people die in thousands of paths. In this season when heavy snow covers the forest, there are no creatures who dare to offend the majesty of winter.

Except for four dirty men...

A gust of demonic wind blew, and four people with black faces suddenly appeared in the half-foot-high snow.

A big-faced man in a beige suit even fell head down and fell back into a hole dug out by a wild boar.

“…President Fan…President Fan…President Fan…”

The man in a black suit and tie was trembling, holding the dead tree branch and climbing up, shaking his drowsy head, and tremblingly shouting the names of his companions.

"...Stop shouting, Fan Youcai is in the pit..."

A bull-headed monster replied impatiently, then raised Fan Youcai's ankle with one hand and threw it towards Xuan Ruan's place beside him.

Then, he turned around and stared at the direction of a man in a navy Zhongshan suit.

"...Wang! Xue! Bin! Are you very brave? You dare to plot against me!"

"Cough...cough...cough..."

In a dry bush, Wang Xuebin turned over, held the tree trunk, and slid step by step, and got up with difficulty.

He opened his rosy lips, looked at the direction of the Bull Demon King, and smiled with his mouth curled:

"...Wang has always been very brave, but you...

A bull demon from a thousand years ago actually dared to make trouble in the 21st century. In my opinion, it is not me who is very brave, but you!"

"you!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words and looking at Wang Xuebin's unrestrained attitude, the bull demon king's bull temper suddenly turned back, staring at the opposite side, gritting his teeth and saying:

"...Okay, Wang Xuebin, look at the old cow, I won't eat you!"

"...Eat me? Come on!"

Looking at the Bull Demon King who was constantly emitting white smoke from his nostrils, Wang Xuebin smiled and spread his arms.

"...The people who defect to you are now dead, and no one can continue to cooperate with you and provide you with channels to sell immortal pills... Kill me... Do you dare?

...Haha...If you dare, you wouldn't have brought me here..."

"...you!"

The Bull Demon King, who was poked at the pain point, suddenly became manic. Looking at the calm Wang Xuebin, he shouted irritably:

"...Master, I sell the immortal pill, a treasure that can live a hundred thousand years and prolong life. Whoever rushes to ask for it, I can use you!"

"Yes? I don't need to? Then why don't you kill me?"

Wang Xuebin lowered his head slightly, looked at Niu Mowang playfully, raised his eyebrows, and said softly:

"...Come on! Kill me and see if you can sell the immortal pill with your monster!"

"...I'm a good thing!"

"Really? I don't believe it?"

Wang Xuebin shook his head and chuckled, shaking the snowflakes on his head.

"If one is not my race, his heart will be different. He will be diligent in everything. He will be either traitor or steal. He will live forever and never die. How many real top-rise buildings dare to buy things in your hands?

Um?"

“…Mr. Niu, Niu Demon King…”

Just as the Bull Demon King racked his brains to fight back against Wang Xuebin, You Suwei, who was beside him, frowned and shouted.

"...Look, I won't eat you alive later!!!"

Taking advantage of this step, the Bull Demon King glared at Wang Xuebin fiercely, gritted his teeth and scared him, and walked in the direction of You Huwei in a mess.

On the spot, Wang Xuebin shook his head and sneered, dusted the snow on his body, hugged his arms, and leaned on the tree trunk and looked lively.

“…So what’s wrong!”

When he came to You Huwei's side, the Bull Demon King asked impatiently, and saw the dirty You Huwei pointing to Fan Youcai on the ground and shook his head gently.

"...What does it mean, it's dumb? Talk?"

You Xiu, who was pushed by the bull demon king, was not in the mood to refute. He looked at Fan Youcai, who was lying on the ground and his body was almost cold, and said with a gloomy face:

"...Mr. Fan is dead too!"

"What?"

Hearing Youxiu's words, Niu Demon King quickly squatted down and hugged Fan Youcai, wanting to test his breath.

But unexpectedly, my shoulders were hugging, but my head continued to droop...

I raised my hand and groped my neck, and then I realized that Fan Youcai's neck was broken at some point...

"...this..."

"There is another missing channel... Haha, Bull Demon King... You are called a bad move... Hahahaha..."

Looking at the Bull Demon King who was holding Fan Youcai in a daze, Wang Xuebin, who was standing beside him, couldn't help laughing, looked at You Suwei with a squint eyes and said aloud:

"...Don't you love to eat people? Fan Youcai has just died for a while. How about you, while your body is not cold yet, and you can get some rest?

If it is not enough, consider what You and I do. By the way, remember to brush your teeth when eating me. Don’t let me spit out your mouth, which will affect your appetite..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Niu Mowang was not doing well yet, but You Huwei, who was beside him, couldn't help it, turned his head and gave Wang Xuebin a gloomy look.

Take out your cell phone and dial a number...

"...Du...Du...I am a silly girl, I am a silly girl. Is there anything I can help you..."

"...Silly girl, where am I now?"

"...Brother, what do you need to do in the central and southern part of the Greater Xing'anling?"

In the snow, You Suwei took a deep breath of cold air and couldn't help but tremble.

"...human information transmission...function transfer, goal: what you do..."

Accompanied by You Huwei's instructions, the silly girl on the other end of the phone turned into a string of green codes under Huamei's gaze and drilled into the receiver.

In the Eric Group office, Huamei caught the call that was about to fall, lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

At Mingda Business Club, Mansion No. 1, Lu Xiaoqian stood outside the gate, holding his cell phone tightly in his hand, looking at the thick smoke inside, his face looked particularly ugly.

Beside Lu Xiaoqian, Zhu Bajie looked at his thin body worriedly, trying to persuade him something, but he didn't know where to start.

In the company of Xinghuo Group, Xiao Chuchu was holding He Lan who was trembling in her arms, her eyes were red, and tears couldn't help but overflow from her eyes.

In Xiao Chuchu's arms, He Lan trembled, burped and retching, and looked blankly in front of her eyes, without crying, but without any spirit.

In Mingdi Villa, Xiaoyu pushed open the door frantically and looked at the villa where everything was cleaned up, with only a few letters and documents neatly placed on the table.

The whole person staggered back two steps, then turned around and ran out frantically.

The sky was dark, the wind was surging, and a drop of water dripped from the sky, and in an instant, heavy rain poured down!