Supernatural: at the Beginning of the Game, the Six-flavored Rehmannia Was Eaten and the Body Was Pe

Zhao Dali looked sad: "Grandpa Jiang, why are you giving me the whole Niuhuang Jiedu tablet... I'm edema, not angry."

Jiang Han said: "Edema is actually getting angry. According to traditional Chinese medicine, all things control each other, and fire controls water, so your edema means that the anger is too strong."

Zhao Dali's face twitched for a while.

So very reasonable!

However, Jiang Han accepted it with kindness, and without hesitation, he ate the Niuhuang Jiedu Tablet in one bite.

Zhao Dali smacked his lips: "It doesn't seem to be different."

But the next moment.

A hot and fiery medicinal force started tossing from his stomach.

It made him suddenly have the urge to go to the toilet.

He hurriedly rushed into the toilet, and after some indiscriminate bombardment, he came back.

At this time, Jiang Han looked at Zhao Dali again, and the product had returned to normal, and the strange edema on his body had completely disappeared.

Unfortunately……

Lost hair will not grow back for a while.

"My Lord Jiang is really awesome!" Zhao Dali gave Jiang Han a thumbs up excitedly, "I'm so real, I was scared to pee just now, guess what I pulled out of the toilet?"

Someone Jiang expressed no interest in this topic.

Walk over to get the phone that has been covered.

Lu Zihang asked excitedly, "What?! Did you pull out a ghost baby embryo?!"

Zhao Dali slapped his thigh and said excitedly, "That's the stool I've accumulated for many years!"

Lu Zihang's face darkened, he pressed him down and beat him: "You tm, isn't that bullshit!"

A group of Zhao Dali's grievances: "I'm fucking going to the toilet and not giving birth to a child. Where did the ghost baby embryo come from? After all, I am a person who has received scientific education. Don't say something that goes against the spirit of science!"

Jiang Han has already taken the phone.

Zhao Dali still had lingering fears and said: "I really don't know what kind of virus is in my phone, it can make me like this."

Deep in his heart, he vaguely thought of an evil possibility, but he dared not say it.

Jiang Han reached out and took the rag away.

Zhao Dali hurriedly stopped and said, "Master Jiang, don't be impulsive. In case you do what I just did, you will be bald and lose blood."

Jiang Han thought about it, and seemed to be too: "What you said makes sense, let's continue to shoot you, anyway, your hair is falling out."

Zhao Dali: "No one says anything?!"

Jokes are jokes.

Jiang Han still turned on the phone screen.

Although Zhao Dali was scared, he still took a look.

hiss~

The moment his eyes touched the screen, he shivered and took a deep breath, as if he saw something very terrifying.

Jiang Han closed the album: "Your bathroom selfie is quite coquettish."

Zhao Dali blushed: "Then there must be something wrong with the phone, how could I be so ugly."

That's right.

Sao doesn't matter.

The key is to be ugly.

Dali is very angry, what do mobile phone manufacturers think, will they make algorithms!Take his dignified Wu Yangcheng Wu Yifan into this hanging image.

Jiang Han entered the topic and found the beauty camera he mentioned.

Click to open.

A strange situation has arisen.

On the screen of the mobile phone, what appears is not the picture captured by the front camera or the rear camera.

But...

A photo of a bald middle-aged man with a pale face and a blushing face that is somewhat similar to Zhao Dali.

"This guy is ugly again!" Zhao Dali was so frightened that goosebumps arose.

The voice just fell.

The middle-aged man in the photo on the screen slowly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a gloomy smile, and his eyes were staring at Zhao Dali.

"You can't escape."

A hoarse voice started playing inexplicably on the phone.

"Take a good picture."

"When you become like me, I can be you..."

"And you, will always live in the phone."

"Hee hee hee."

A sharp and eerie laughter came from the phone.

Hearing that, Zhao Dali's face turned pale, and when he thought about how he looked like he was blessed and bald, he was almost exactly the same as this guy.

If it weren't for Jiang Han...

He could hardly imagine the consequences.

"You, you..." Zhao Dali resisted his fear and said to the screen, "Why are you hurting me!?"

The middle-aged man in the photo licked his lips and grinned: "Because, you are as beautiful as me."

"Only you can be me."

Zhao Dali understood.

Mmp!

It turned out to be the fault of his own narcissism just now.

In the future, there is absolutely no way to be narcissistic, and there will be endless troubles.

The middle-aged ghost said again: "Beauties like you and me are rare in this world."

Zhao Dali suddenly widened his eyes and was extremely angry: "You fucking fart! I'm so beautiful, can a fat, ugly and bald old monster like you compare?!"

Chapter 58 I wipe, this is also okay? (Ask for flowers! Evaluation!)

Probably it was Zhao Dali's thick skin that shocked the ghost in the phone.

The middle-aged man smiled grimly and disappeared from the screen.

next moment.

The phone actually started taking pictures automatically again. This time the person holding the phone was Jiang Han, and the one who took the photo was also Jiang Han.

Click click.

I took several pictures in a row.

Seeing Zhao Dali panicked, he quickly reminded: "Don't be photographed, if you are eaten by that thing in the phone, it will really be over."

Jiang Han smiled calmly: "Don't panic, it's not a big problem."

Zhao Dali's eyes lit up: "Master Jiang, what can you do? I knew you were definitely not an ordinary person!"

Jiang Han: "No, because the person he photographed is still you, I really don't have a big problem."

Zhao Dali was about to collapse.

why!

Why tmd you take pictures of others, and the final picture is still Lao Tzu!

He was so angry that he grabbed the phone in Jiang Han's hand.

Suddenly slammed to the ground.

Snapped!

The phone landed on the water-filled ground.

The phone screen suddenly cracked.

Zhao Dali didn't think it was enough to relieve his anger, so he decided to make up for it again.

Kaka.

The cell phone battery was almost broken by him.

Now he was satisfied: "You smashed your phone! I see how you dance!"

however.

Soon he stopped laughing.

I saw the gloomy and bulging middle-aged face slowly reflected in the stagnant water on the ground: "It's useless, when I come out, you must die..."

talking.

His hand, little by little, stretched out from the water.

It was just a reflection.

But as the hands got closer and closer to Zhao Dali, they turned into real ones, leaving the water and grabbing Zhao Dali's neck.

crucial moment.

Someone Jiang calmly picked up the mop.

Click a few times.

Directly dragged the small puddle of water on the ground to clean it all.