one million.

Saitama moved slightly, and she was short of money. This metaphysics competition sounds simple? Besides, it also rewarded a piece of jade. She had always wanted to find jade to make a few amulets for her family. The carrier of jade used as amulets is not good, but the good jade is very expensive. Cheng Qixing gathers at least one million pieces of seven thin jade charms that Song Ziyu wants, which she cannot afford.

It's white now.

There is still a one million bonus, and the money to buy fruit seedlings is enough. The 200,000 yuan borrowed from the uncle's house can also be returned. Maybe I can help my sister pay a down payment in Qinghang.

It can be said that she needs the money so much that she can solve most of the difficulties at home.

Saitama's low-hair news passed, "What's going on at this metaphysics conference?"

Song Ziyi replied: "Once every five years, the Emperor Capital is hosted by 30 years old, and is supervised by several Taishan Beidous in the metaphysical field. It disappeared, so this meeting was also an incentive for newcomers. After thousands of years of metaphysics evolution, metaphysics has been divided into many and many factions. Each faction is good at it. For example, we are good at Feng Shui. Newcomers who are less brilliant, but I think they are definitely not as good as you! "

Being able to break the town of Qisha destroys the soul alone, even his master can't do it.

Saitama will definitely be the dark horse at this conference.

Just wanting to ask for specific details, Saitama found that the bare feet were cold.

She looked down, and the little paper man ten centimeters high stuck to his bare feet. She frowned, twitched her fingers, and said softly, "Come up."

The little paper man originally wanted to have two couples of jade. It is a ghost possessed, so where can it hurt for several days, in fact, it does not want to do evil, but when the master is called to the paper man, he must listen to the master Most people use paper art to find the soul lost by others or to listen to news or something.

Saitama also recognizes that this is witchcraft paper art, which is usually used to find the lost souls, or to gather wealthy children, to punish villains, or to listen to news.

I did not expect to meet on the high-speed rail.

The little paper man was eager to refuse, but he soon found that he couldn't move, and heard the man's cold voice, "If you don't come up again, let your soul fly."

In fact, the paper man technique is to recruit ghosts or various spirited monsters to cover the paper man to help people.

The little paper man twitched along the legs of Saitama's trousers and climbed to her legs, and then pinched Saitama's hand.

Saitama stared at it for two seconds. There was a weird feeling. She asked, "Who asked you to come here."

The little paper man told Saitama that he was a ghost-like woman wearing a black suspender dress, long curly hair, and a white complexion.

Strictly speaking, it doesn't count as words, it just conveys such a meaning to Saitama.

Xi Yu thought of the woman who had harassed Qin Yusui.

Unexpectedly, she is still a fellow, she remembers that she did not offend the woman? Why did she hit her?

Saitama reached out and drew the little paper man's head. The little paper man kissed her affectionately. Saitama said: "Since it was captured forcibly, I will help you get rid of the paper man. Don't run around in the future." She Seeing that this is a flower essence that has opened the mind, I do n’t know how to confuse chaos into a ray of spirits after death and continue to exist in this time.

The little paper man shook his head hurriedly, and even bent his paper folded legs to kneel down to ask for jade.

"Why, wouldn't you want to break away from this paper art?"

The little paper man expressed his unwillingness, saying that he had cultivated his spirituality by coincidence at that time, but was later cut off by the wild wild man. After his death, his essence did not disappear, but he wandered in this world, mixed with chaos. It's not that this time it was called to the paper man, it won't be long before it really dissipates in this world.

The little paper man thinks that the taste of Saitama is very good, and he likes it very much.

If it is stripped from the paper man again, it will really not even have the last strand of essence.

Saitama thinks this is also a chance, "Since this is the case, I will help you to cut off the connection with that person. Would you stay with me first?"

After returning, she can send this ray of spirits to the root of the rose and let it continue to cultivate, but it hurts the root, even if it can still cultivate, it is difficult to get it.

It ’s not easy to practice all things in the world, especially this kind of flower essence. I do n’t know how many years it takes to have a great chance to become wise. I want to cultivate the Tao for at least millennia and thousands of years. Calamity disappeared.

And most of the paper arts are called human ghosts.

I wonder if it is lucky or unfortunate.

The little paper man heard that he was going to cut off the connection with the woman, and hurriedly nodded his paper head.

This is very simple, as long as it is higher than its original owner, squeezing a drop of blood can make them lose contact.

Saitama bit his finger and squeezed a drop of blood onto the paper man, which was absorbed instantly.

The little paper man jumped happily.

Saitama reached out and patted her jacket pocket. "Hide in my pocket, don't you want to hear?"

The little paper man crawled down Saitama's clothes into her pocket and stayed inside.

Solve the little paper man incident.

Saitama continued to play with her mobile phone, and Song Ziyu had already asked for several news there.

"Little Yuer, what about people?"

"Xiao Yu'er quickly answer me, do you want to participate in this competition?"

"where is the guy?"

Saitama replied, "Participate."

Song Zizheng quickly replied, "What did you just do?"

Saitama said: "Caught something fun."

"what?"

"I won't tell you."

...

High-speed rail rear row.

Feng Chutao sat in a position waiting for the little paper man to return. She was actually exhausted. She was the last talent of the young generation of Feng family.

She did not want to let the rest of the team know that she was trying to calm them down.

The girl with short ears is still softly persuading, "Don't be noisy, the head of the house will let us go out in harmony."

Feng Chutao called Feng Chuwei was a fat little girl with a nice name, Feng Chu Chan.

Feng Chuchan sneered: "Harmony? Look at what she did, bullying ordinary people is really disgusting."

Among them, Feng Chutao is the niece of the head of the family.

The head of the family had no children, and treated Feng Chutao as half a daughter, all of which spoiled her, leading her to be arrogant. Anyone who made her angry at school would be taught by her skills.

They don't like Feng Chutao the most. They always think that she will cause big trouble. Do they think that Emperor is their little place?

"Feng fat, you shut up for me, there is no part of you here." Feng Chutao stared at Feng Chuchan.

"Okay, don't say anything." Feng Yichen pushed his glasses and looked anxiously towards Saitama.

What else did Feng Chutao want to say? His face suddenly changed, and then a blood spurted from his mouth.

"Chu Tao." Feng Yichen's face changed drastically, and stood up to support Feng Chutao.

Feng Chutao's face pale and paralyzed in the position, murmured: "How could it be, my paper man was forcibly disconnected, who is it ..." She spoke, coughed two more blood, dripped On the clothes, it looked terrible.

"It's ridiculous, and now arrogant, I don't know there is a mountain outside the mountain." Feng Chuchan hummed.

"Chu Chan, don't say it." Feng Yichen passed and sat down next to Feng Chutao. "Don't talk first, the technique is back bitten, and you have internal injuries."

The situation here has been discovered by passengers, some people vomit blood, we dare not hide it, shout to the flight attendants.

The flight attendants were also taken aback by notifying the leader of the car when the intercom was turned on.

Feng Chutao held up: "Keke, Yichen, help me talk, I can't get off the road halfway, I want to participate in the discussion, the conference."

Feng Yichen said: "Chu Tao, you can't stand up in this situation. You have suffered internal injuries and must get off the car and go to the hospital for inspection and rehabilitation."

"No." Feng Chutao held him tightly. "Five years later, I will be thirty and have no chance to participate."

She was pale.

Feng Yichen hesitated, and finally gritted his teeth: "Okay, you must go to the hospital as soon as you arrive in the capital."

"it is good……"

Next, Feng Yichen told the flight attendants that he was okay, and they would go to the hospital by themselves after arriving at the imperial capital.

Flight attendants asked again and again whether to park at the nearest platform.

They said no.

...

The messy voice at the back Saitama also heard clearly.

Of course, knowing that the woman was hurt by back biting, this can only blame her own harmful heart, no wonder others.

With one hour left to reach the imperial capital, Saitama closed his eyes and raised his soul.

At one hour, the high-speed rail stopped slowly.

Song Jingjing and Pang Shanshan were still at work, and they both returned WeChat messages just now.

Jingjing said that she came to see her after work at night.

Pang Shanshan told Saitama the electronic lock code at home, and asked her to go back to the house to rest and wait for the evening party.

As soon as they stepped out of the platform, they saw the woman who had made the paper mantra ran out of the platform by her companions.

The woman was unconscious.

Saitama felt that the little paper man slowly climbed out of his pocket, looked towards the woman's position, and heard it beep softly.

Qin Yusui glanced at the little paper man in her chest pocket, retracted his eyes and asked, "Where are you going? I'll send you."

Saitama reported an address, "This is my friend's place. Later, where are you going?"

"I'll send you over first." Qin Yusui said: "I'm going to a place in a while, I can't stay with your friend's house, call me if there is anything."

Saitama nodded, "OK."

Qin Yusui stopped a taxi and helped Saitama carry a suitcase. The two took a taxi to the place where Pang Shanshan rented a house.