Chapter 230 Mysterious Event

Fang Yuan knew that his daughter-in-law liked to listen to music, and she was also a die-hard fan of a certain celebrity.

He has no interest in music, although he is not tone-deaf, at least he is very ordinary.

It's just that my daughter-in-law likes music, can he listen to it?

What is the common language as the saying goes? That's not it!

At that moment, he clicked on the website, but found that he had to register.

"What a broken website, you have to register, it's really troublesome."

Fang Yuan muttered.

But he still registered one. If his wife found out that he hadn't registered when he went back to discuss with him after get off work, wouldn't it mean that he hadn't heard of it at all, and he would have to kneel down at the keyboard?

Thinking that I was fooled by Huang Qiqi's gentle and virtuous appearance for a while, and immediately changed completely after getting married, very strong.

He is almost becoming a strict wife now.

After finally registering, he was finally able to listen to this so-called super nice song.

When he played the music, his expression suddenly changed.

Outside the door, a cadre of the Disciplinary Committee who specialized in post inspections gently opened the door, ready to check the situation inside.

Suddenly, he stopped and listened carefully.

I don't know how long passed, but suddenly, the sound of the flute disappeared.

The disciplinary committee cadre rushed in quickly.

And Fang Yuan squinted her eyes, enjoying it all over her face, it sounds really good, the wife's recommendation is really good.

He was about to play it again, when suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps.

He looked back suddenly, but saw the door was pushed open, and a man rushed in.

He was taken aback, and immediately put the phone away.

Because he knows that there have been frequent check-ups recently.

If you are caught doing something unrelated to work, you will be punished.

He is a newcomer who has just been the director of the department for less than a month, and he has not fully secured his position. It would be a joke if he was punished for checking posts.

"Xiao Fang, what was that flute sound just now?"

The man asked hastily.

When Fang Yuan saw this man, he cried out inwardly.

Because this man is known as the black-faced god, many cadres have already fallen into his hands and have been punished.

"Director Li, ah..."

Fangyuan was stunned, what do you mean?

"The sound of the flute you heard just now is really nice. Who played it?"

Chief Li, the black-faced god, asked eagerly.

Seeing Director Li's impatient look, Fang Yuan immediately understood.

He thought in his heart that he was lucky, and it seemed that he could escape. He immediately handed the phone to Director Li, and said, "Director Li, it's a song on this website, and I just listened to it."

Director Li has already clicked on the song and played it again.

Suddenly, Qingyue's melodious flute sounded in the office.

Director Li had already sat down, listening with ecstasy all over his face, his expression was as wonderful as it could be.

And Fangyuan is about the same.

After playing it several times in a row, Director Li still has a feeling of never getting tired of listening to it.

"I didn't expect such a beautiful flute sound, Xiao Fang, please share this URL with me and send it to my WeChat."

Director Li was amazed.

"Okay. But, Director Li, what is your WeChat account?"

Fang Yuan asked hastily.

Director Li quickly told him, and at that moment, Fang Yuan quickly added Director Li, and then shared the URL with Fang Yuan.

After Director Li left, Fang Yuan thought it was a fluke.

If it weren't for Director Li also liking this song, with the inhumanity of the black-faced god, this offense would not be able to escape.

Although he wanted to listen to the song again, he held back.

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evening.

Ye Xiaochen was eating at home.

Suddenly, my mother said: "I heard from Lao Wu today that something strange happened on the mountain of Li Zhiying's house."

"What's weird?"

Dad asked curiously.

"It seems that the trees on the mountain have become strangely shaped and all died, and some trees have also been destroyed."

My mother said, "It was Li Zhiying and her husband who went to cut trees on the mountain and found it. They were frightened to death. It is said that they will go to sacrifice a long time ago. It is said that many people have gone to see it."

"There is still such a thing, then let's go and see tomorrow."

Dad was very interested in this strange thing.

After Ye Xiaochen heard this, his eyes were twitching, seeing that the strange forest he had created with the art of using grass and trees as soldiers had been discovered.

But he didn't show it at all, instead he asked curiously.

My mother said it mysteriously, saying that there are ghosts in that mountain forest....

Ye Xiaochen rubbed his nose. It seemed that he was going to make a mysterious incident by doing this.

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Xiaochen went straight to the woods of Li Yuying's house with his parents, Mrs. Hui and Auntie Hui.

Not only them, but also met other people on the road, all of them went to see the weird forest.

When he got to the foot of the mountain, Ye Xiaochen suddenly felt that he seemed to underestimate this influence, and saw that the road was full of all kinds of motorcycles, and even several cars were parked.

They all came to see the weird forest.

The mountain was extremely lively, with at least hundreds of people.

In the strange forest, the dead trees with strange shapes and roots sticking out of the ground all reveal strangeness.

And the members of Li Yuying's family had already lit incense sticks here, burned valuables, and placed tributes, and they were going to sacrifice here.

Ye Xiaochen was sweating profusely.

Isn't this equivalent to offering sacrifices to oneself?

In the afternoon, when Ye Xiaochen came back from Yangshi, he saw that there were more motorcycles and cars parked at the foot of the mountain than in the morning, he couldn't laugh or cry.

It seems that it will take some time for this matter to subside.

It's a pity that he never thought that this matter would not stop for a while, and it would even intensify.

night.

Ye Xiaochen took a mobile phone to video chat with Xinyi.

Ever since Wang Xinyi was able to hear and speak, the communication between the two has become much easier.

After chatting for more than half an hour, Ye Xiaochen turned off WeChat and prepared to read the Shennong System Getting Started Guide for a while.

In the past two days, he did not go to practice the art of turning everything into a weapon.

Because he doesn't know how to practice.

The supernatural forest he created is still attracting attention. It is said that even the county forestry bureau has come down.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

It is WeChat.

He quickly picked it up and saw that it was from Fangyuan.

It turned out to be a URL.

"A super nice song, share it with you."

Ye Xiaochen shook his head, since when did this guy like listening to music?

Isn't he just like himself, not very interested in music?

Ye Xiaochen threw the phone aside without turning it on.

About ten minutes later, the WeChat rang again, and it was still Fangyuan.

"Listen, isn't it awesome?"

Fang Yuan rolled her eyes, does it sound so nice?

Really have to listen.

He quickly clicked on the website.

"I'm dizzy, I still need to register!"

Ye Xiaochen was speechless.

He found it troublesome and pushed it out again.

"Be sure to register. If you don't listen, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

Fangyuan sent another WeChat message.

"Does it sound that good?"

Ye Xiaochen sent a message.

"You will never imagine how there are good songs in the world. Believe me, register now, you will definitely not be able to stop listening."

Fangyuan sent a long paragraph.

Ye Xiaochen smiled bitterly, so he could only register, and then clicked on the music file.

Ye Xiaochen froze when the clear and moving flute sound came from the phone.

Hold the grass, hell!

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