You Are My Gravity

Lao Cai was still at a loss, "What are you talking about, no, you guys tell me clearly, what's the matter with me?"

The director believes in Zhou Ping 100%. Seeing Lao Cai's ink, he urged: "Don't ask first, drink quickly, drink quickly... This is for your own good. If it weren't for madam, you would die today. When you drink it, I I will tell you slowly."

Lao Cai was forced to pour down the half bowl of water that was mixed with incense ashes and his own burnt hair. The taste was really awful.

After drinking, Lao Cai felt as if he had eaten soil in his mouth.

Lao Cai wiped his mouth and looked around, feeling a little panicked, "What are you doing with so many people? This...how does this look like..."

The director waved to Yu Chengjing and the others to turn on the lights. He asked, "Lao Cai, how do you feel now?"

"I don't feel... I... eh, how do I feel..."

Lao Cai originally felt that his body was weak and weak, and his limbs were cold. However, before he finished saying this, he felt that there was a soft and warm force, just like the water of a hot spring, starting from his abdomen, spreading outward, and flowing slowly. , And then wrapped his whole person.

This kind of feeling is quite amazing. Lao Cai still felt weak before. With so much effort, he felt that a steady stream of power returned to his body.

"My body, how does it feel like..."

The director asked: "Is it very comfortable? Do you feel that all the headaches, brain heat, joint pain, and joint pain on your body are gone? Do you feel that your ears are bright and your eyes are bright and your body is full of energy?"

Lao Cai nodded again and again. He did not help him. He stood up, stretched out his arms and kicked his legs, "Yes, how do you know? I think my body is much better now than before. You don't know me during this time. I've been muddled all day, and I feel uncomfortable..."

The director looked at Zhou Ping in awe, and said excitedly: "Madam, Master, you are a true god, thank you so much, you are a life-saving grace to us..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a scream: "Ah... my god..."

Qin Zheng frowned: "What is your ghost name?"

The ghostly deputy director, his face pale and pointed outside: "Money...Money..."

Everyone turned their heads and looked out the door. Old Cai asked puzzledly: "What is the money?"

The director stammered: "The door... outside the door... the money is gone..."

Qin Zheng rolled his eyes and said, "Nonsense, I'm talking about it, it's passing money, of course it was taken away, making a fuss, and not seeing it."

The director and the four of them swallowed their mouths. Today's knowledge broke their inherent worldview and made them realize that there are dimensions in this world that they don't know.

It was midnight in the morning. No one passed by outside just now, and there was no wind in the corridor, but the money just disappeared out of thin air.

When Zhou Ping asked the director to let go of the money, the director didn't pay much attention to it. They thought it was just a need to set up the array, and that desire was really...for the ghosts passing by.

Xu Mu walked to Zhou Ping and asked, "How do you feel? Is it okay?"

Zhou Ping shook her head: "I'm fine."

When Lao Cai saw the director, all four of them looked at Zhou Ping in awe and admiration, curiously like Cat Claw: "What are you talking about?"