Seeing that the matter was about to be concealed, Rong Jin was also afraid that the little guy Sanshiwu would turn around and sell him out, so that night, he pestered Yan Muhuai, and the two had an in-depth communication in the physical sense in bed.
It was not until midnight when Yan Muhuai, who had been filming all day, could no longer hold on and fell asleep. Rong Jin then summoned the formation, took Yan Muhuai's hand out from under the quilt, and pressed it on his hand.
A flash of light passed by, the formation disappeared, and the contract was formed.
Yan Muhuai, who was sleeping, seemed to sense something and moved in Rong Jin's arms.
Rong Jin was afraid that he would wake up at this time, so he quickly hugged him and said, "Master, go to sleep."
He raised his hand to turn off the light, hugged Yan Muhuai, and endured the suppressive force of the contract motionlessly.
The next morning, Yan Muhuai woke up to the screams of thirty-five ghosts.
"Master host, please wake up. Something big has happened, a very big thing!" Thirty-five was outside the door. It had a hundred ways to get in, but it didn't dare.
Ming Fei was still whispering to it, "Are you tired of living? Aren't you afraid that the boss will throw you into the meat grinder and destroy you?"
"I have something urgent to discuss with the host." Thirty-five said as he knocked on the door with his short little hands, but the knocking sound was far less penetrating than his voice.
Yan Muhuai propped himself up with some back pain, and wanted to push Rong Jin to ask him to open the door. However, before his hand touched Rong Jin, he was bounced away by a murderous aura.
"Rong Jin?" Yan Muhuai didn't care about the discomfort in his body. Despite the repulsion of the evil spirit, he forced his fingers to press on Rong Jin's pulse.
Rong Jin was lying flat, breathing, with a weak pulse, and no evil spirit leaking out.
But his body is full of evil spirits, and those evil spirits will indiscriminately attack anyone who approaches Rong Jin.
The moment Yan Muhuai withdrew his hand, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
In just the short time of taking Rong Jin's pulse, his internal organs were injured by the invisible evil spirit.
Fortunately, there was nothing good about his body, and he survived by relying on merit points, so this kind of injury was not as painful to him as a mosquito bite on his hand.
After confirming that Rong Jin was not in immediate danger of life, Yan Muhuai felt relieved.
But his face was frighteningly gloomy.
Even though Sanshiwu was almost shouting himself hoarse outside, he still got up and went to the bathroom, took a shower, and changed into clothes that could cover up the marks on his body before opening the door for Sanshiwu and the others.
Thirty-five was so noisy that it woke up Luo Han.
"Luo Han, please call the director for me and ask for half a day off. I will come over as soon as I'm done with my work. You can also go to the nearest shopping mall and buy whatever you like. Rong Jin will reimburse you when you come back." Yan Muhuai's words were cold at this time.
Luo Han felt that something was wrong. He was a little worried but didn't dare to ask the reason. He nodded and turned away.
While Yan Muhuai was talking to Luo Han, Thirty-five saw Rong Jin lying on the bed and rushed over.
"Rong Jin, are you the one who gave the host...ah!" Thirty-five said this and was about to jump on Rong Jin, but was bounced away by an invisible force.
Its body flew backwards to the door and hit Ming Fei's broken sword steadily, and then knocked her against the wall.
Fortunately, neither of them is human, otherwise one of them would have died.
"What are you shouting about?" Yan Muhuai was in a bad mood and was too lazy to pick up Sanshiwu and Mingfei from the ground.
Sanshiwu struggled to his feet, then carefully gathered the shattered Mingfei together. After watching her fly again, he excitedly turned around and talked to Yan Muhuai.
"This is great news, host. Rong Jin got one million merit points for you last night, a full one million. After last night's accumulation, you now have 1.6 million merit points. Another 400,000 will be enough to buy the other half of my body!" After Sanshiwu came out of Yan Muhuai's sea of consciousness, Ming Fei forced it to sleep every night. It really couldn't resist, so it automatically shut down for a few hours and turned on at six in the morning.
This morning, as soon as it turned on, it received a merit point notification and immediately ran to knock on Yan Muhuai and Rong Jin's doors.
"One million?" This number was too huge. Yan Muhuai glanced at Rong Jin who was lying motionless on the bed, frowning.
Ming Fei pressed herself against the wall, "Mr. Yan, what happened to the boss?"
Thirty-five had been shouting for so long that it had almost knocked a hole in the door. It was impossible for Rong Jin to continue sleeping.
"It has something to do with these one million merit points." Yan Muhuai closed his eyes, opened them after a few seconds, and found that he had an additional cause and effect.
Rong Jin signed something with him that was similar to a Yin-Yang master-servant contract, except that this contract was signed between people.
He glanced at Sanshiwu and Mingfei with a cold gaze, "What has he been doing hiding in the lab these days?"
Sanshiwu and Mingfei shuddered at the same time, but neither dared to make a sound.
"There's something wrong with Rong Jin's body. He's temporarily in a coma and can't hear us talking." Yan Muhuai first gave the two of them a reassurance.
Ming Fei reacted quickly, "Mr. Yan, I don't know anything. When I turned into Canjian, the two of them had already colluded with each other."
A question mark appeared on Thirty-Five's smooth and round head.
"You are so despicable! What do you mean by being in cahoots with each other? I was forced by Rong Jin. I am just a weak little system, and he threatened to kill me. How could I dare to resist?" Thirty-five pointed at his fingers and expressed his situation aggrievedly.
Yan Muhuai took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "So how did he draw that formation?"
"I don't know either, Master Host. When he kidnapped me and took me to the laboratory, he had already secretly drawn half of it. I noticed that there was something wrong with his formation, and I was afraid that something might happen to him, so I showed him your original version. I'm sorry, Master Host, I know I was wrong. Please don't kill me." Thirty-five raised his hands and slid to his knees.
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