At three o'clock in the morning, Chen Xingcai walked out of the room with a tired face, his steps were shaky and his breath was weak.

Qingzhao Miao took Chen Xing there and took a lot of videos on the grounds that it had not been updated for many days, so I simply took a few more videos today for future reference.

Don’t get me wrong, they are all serious videos.

Although it is difficult for Chen Xing to feel tired physically, there is indeed no way to avoid mental fatigue.

In just a few hours, Chen Xing experienced all kinds of 'torture'.

Bamboo flute, piano, guzheng, jade flute, erhu.

As long as there are musical instruments in the room, Chen Xingzheng understands them all.

Why are you so tired?

Because some of the instruments are cat versions! Chen Xing is 1.8 meters tall, and the one used by the cat is only 20 to 30 centimeters. It can be said to be a toy piano.

You let Chen Xing say that?!

Fortunately, he later downloaded a simulated piano on his computer, and Chen Xing was able to barely understand how to use the piano, but he was still far from being proficient in it.

After all, you can't achieve mastery without truly starting.

After that, Chen Xing performed many songs with Shi Shimiao and Guinian Miao.

From Yuefu poetry to Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, Wang Wei, and then to Su Shi, Li Qingzhao and Liu Yong.

Even prose works such as "Ode to Afang Palace" and "The Story of Yueyang Tower" were sung.

So much so that Chen Xing felt like he was in a Chinese language class and had become a singing machine without emotion. Now that he was out, all he could think about was "There are hundreds of fishes in the pond, but they are all as if they were swimming in space with nothing to rely on", "Qingli Four"

In the spring of that year, Teng Zijing was relegated to Baling.

Shishimiao and Guinianmiao were also tortured a lot. Anyway, Shishimiao had already fallen asleep, and Guinianmiao was carried out of the room by himself, and took a nap next to 'Da Ming' first.

I slept on Jinglongmiao’s bed.

But Jinglongmiao doesn't care much. After all, Jinglongmiao is a cat wanderer and can sleep anywhere, even in the toilet.

You can find traces of Jinglong Meow in every corner of the cat cafe.

Except for my own bed.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, and the red light shot to the ground like a rocket, making the ground hot. Chen Xing took a look at the weather outside, then went to the old man's chair in the backyard and lay down comfortably.

Go up there and plan to mess around for a while.

As soon as you think about it, the sky and the earth are vast; nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you don't climb.

Open up!

Chen Xing was in a daze and fell into a dream.

Nowadays, Chen Xing is having a great time dreaming.

After all, with Qingzhao Miao’s ‘Rumeng Ling’, it can basically be said that he can independently control dreams, do whatever he wants in the dream world, and become a creator-like existence.

It's just that success is like a dream, and failure is like a dream.

It is precisely because of the existence of Ru Meng Ling that Chen Xing feels that the experience of dreams is very false, and the experience is far inferior to the real world. There is nothing wrong with playing the Dream God of Creation occasionally. If it is like this every night, it is really a different kind of experience.

torture.

Of course, there is another way to play.

That is to go into other people's dreams and play tricks on others.

But how could Chen Xing, an upright gentleman, do such a thing? He could only bully Jing Longmiao and Cao Chongmiao.

Well, I’ll bully Jinglong Cat later and let him experience what ‘Wenzhong Cat’s Wrath’ is!

Although Wen Zhong Meow was not summoned, Wenzhong Meow has become an invisible member of the cat club.

Chen Xing, who was lying on the old man's chair, was about to see if Jing Longmiao was sleeping. Suddenly he felt a cold and non-hostile breath approaching. Chen Xing immediately opened his eyes and found Yin Qianxue standing in front of the door, about to prepare.

Go to the yard.

Seeing Chen Xing wake up on his own initiative, Yin Qianxue was a little surprised, but she still smiled and said: "Boss, your friend named Jiang is here."

"But besides him, the bald monk is also back."

When Chen Xing heard this, he was a little surprised and couldn't help but ask: "Jiang Chun is here? Is it just him? Wang Ting didn't follow? And that bald monk...who is it?"

"No, he's the only one."

Yin Qianxue smiled and said: "The bald monk is..."

"The bald monk is Master Jingyuan."

Jiang Chun's voice came from not far away, and his voice was a bit lazy: "Xingzi, it's almost enough. I am a ghost after all. The yang energy is so strong at noon, so I'd better let him go back and rest."

Seeing this, Chen Xing nodded, got up from the old man's chair, yawned, and walked forward.

The guests had been cleared out long ago, although there were not many guests in the first place.

As for Jiang Chun knowing Yin Qianxue's identity, Chen Xing was not too shocked.

After all, the person is here at the front desk, and the Special Security Bureau is not a fool. After checking the information and comparing the photos, the information came out directly.

If it was not clear that Yin Qianxue was a ghost, then all the members of the Information Section of the Special Security Bureau would have resigned.

Chen Xing waved his hand and told Yin Qianxue what to do, then came to the hall and happened to see two people.

One is a man in uniform standing in the center with a somewhat unhappy expression. He is Jiang Chun.

The other is Monk Jingyuan, who is sitting on the sofa with his hands clasped together and letting the cat on the first floor crawl around on his head.

Monk Jingyuan is now completely different.

The red cassock on his body has even begun to be embroidered with gold threads, and the Zen staff in his hand is inlaid with gold and gems. The rosary looks antique, and it is unclear whether it is made of precious wood that is hundreds or thousands of years old.

Compared with the poor monk a few months ago, the current Jingyuan really looks like an inexplicable eminent monk.

"Donor Chen."

After seeing Chen Xing, Monk Jingyuan felt a little shy. He first put down the kitten that was wreaking havoc on his head, then stood up, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly towards Chen Xing.

Chen Xing nodded to Monk Jingyuan, then looked at Jiang Chun, and asked, "If you fart, hurry up. I'm so sleepy."

"It's not that big of a deal."

Jiang Chun glanced at Chen Xing and Monk Jingyuan, and naturally knew that their relationship was unusual. However, he did not pursue anything further. Instead, he said: "Our members discovered during the investigation that you were once ten years away from here."

There is a purchase record near the two-kilometer beach, and you bought a disposable sun lounger."

"You should know what happened there, right?" Jiang Chun said.

"I know." Chen Xing nodded, "My brother was on vacation, but suddenly there was a surge of spiritual energy in the sea, which scared him so much that he ran away... At that time, he even brought two kittens to play, and the cats testified."

"Do you know what's in there?" Jiang Chun asked seriously.

"I don't know about this, but I saw a lot of seaweed at that time. It should be related to seaweed." Chen Xing pondered for a moment and replied in a pretentious manner.

"Okay, I understand. If you remember anything, give me a call."

Jiang Chun yawned, and then complained: "It's nothing originally, but it's troublesome for the seaweed to stick to the skin of tourists, and it needs spiritual energy to remove it, and the bathing beach has too many people, so it's difficult to conduct inspections.

Efforts are being made to trace everyone who may have been there."

"I see that you are lively and energetic, so there should be no problem. Even if the seaweed has attached itself to you, you are still capable of getting rid of it."

After Jiang Chun patted Chen Xing on the shoulder, he continued: "Okay, buddy, there is another family to leave, and there was another officially recorded transcendent who was also there at the time. I won't tell you now and will contact you later.

"

After Jiang Chun said that, he walked towards the door and wanted to leave.

However, seeing this situation, Chen Xing suddenly thought of something and said, "Wait a minute, I learned about a hidden stronghold of the Red Moon Palace yesterday. Are you interested?"

Hearing Chen Xing's words, Jiang Chun suddenly became energetic: "Tell me more!"

"..."

After a short description, Jiang Chun left happily.

After all, attacking the 'Red Moon Palace' is one of the daily tasks of the Special Security Bureau, and the hidden stronghold of the Red Moon Palace is difficult to detect. Now that we have learned about a hidden stronghold, we must of course attack hard.

As for the source of Chen Xing's intelligence, Jiang Chun did not ask. After all, it is not convenient to talk about this kind of thing openly. If everything has to be reported in detail, then who will cooperate with their Special Security Bureau?

Who among the extraordinary people these days doesn’t have some secrets of their own?

What if someone is offended to death, and then a "thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi" comes? They don't want to become the villain organization in the novel!

Not bad for Chen Xing.

He hated the Red Moon Court so much that he personally knocked down the Red Moon Court's stronghold in Gaohai.

He originally planned to kill this hidden stronghold tonight, but after seeing Jiang Chun, Chen Xing decided to leave this matter to the Special Security Bureau so that Jiang Chun could get some credit and have something to do.

Good brothers, let’s eat together if we have merit.

As for whether there will be any problems? Chen Xing doesn't care now.

The entire cat cafe stacked together can be compared with the ninth-level combat power!
To be continued...