Suddenly, it seemed to have thought of something, and its eyes lit up.
"Brother, I suddenly remembered something!"
"I have an impression of that old house!"
Wang Ye stopped, looked at the white-skinned monkey calmly, and said, "Tell me about it."
"That house...is called Lu Mansion!"
"It seems...it seems...I'll think about it, let me think about it again."
"Yes, this house seemed to have been built due to suppression or something!"
"Brother, I can only think of so much. Don't chop me, okay? With my small body, if you chop me with a knife, it won't be any different from death."
The white-skinned monkey said aggrievedly, with even a tear falling from one eye.
Wang Ye put the knife back with satisfaction, bent down and patted it on the shoulder, smiling gently: "Brother, I was just joking with you to scare you. We have such a good relationship, how can I bear to chop you?" Well, you are right."
After hearing this, the white-skinned monkey slumped down on the ground and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Thank you...thank you brother."
"Don't worry, I will always take care of you!"
Wang Ye left a kind expression and turned to leave.
...
After Wang Ye left, the flattery and fear on the white-skinned monkey's face slowly dissipated. He jumped onto the wooden bed and fell down. With a thoughtful look in his eyes, he murmured as if talking to himself: "He has already Have you seen through it..."
"A day is a day if you can hide it."
As he spoke, it relaxed completely, humming some strange tune in its mouth, and closed its eyes leisurely.
Return to the haunted house.
Wang Ye sat where Lu Qing once sat, constantly thinking about the purpose of the post office's mission.
According to what the white-skinned monkey said, something was sealed underneath the old house.
But what Lu Qing sealed, that is to say...
Those who sealed it were Lu Qing's enemies, and naturally they were also the enemies of the post office.
Therefore, this mission must not be to unseal, but to strengthen the seal, but there may be dangers on the way, and the source of the danger is either the guy who was sealed.
Either...
It is the rescue of the sealed ones and the same forces.
But no matter what it is, it is not good news for Wang Ye.
At this time...
A map of the haunted house suddenly appeared in his mind, and a figure appeared at the door. However, the haunted house could only detect someone entering, but to identify who it was, we still had to use technological means to monitor the situation.
When Wang Ye got up, left the darkroom, sat in the central control room, and looked at the computer, the figure at the door had disappeared.
All surveillance in the haunted house found no human presence.
Wang Ye closed his eyes and carefully sensed the haunted house map in his mind. The results showed that the figure disappeared.
As if everything before was just an illusion.
"Who is it?"
Wang Ye opened his eyes and said to himself.
Then he stood up calmly, walked out of the haunted house, and stood on the street.
At this time, the people were still preparing to move, so the city was empty. Even due to the city's area, some Tianzhu staff were absorbed in the city and couldn't even make a splash.
So in this city, the chance of seeing a living person is about the same as meeting a ghost.
"Mother Meng?"
"Zhang Ziliang?"
"Is it still the ghost that looks the same as me?"
Wang Ye kept analyzing the people who might appear in the haunted house, but the value of this analysis was too low, so he finally gave up.
"No, it seems that monitoring can be saved!"
Wang Ye patted his forehead. As his strength improved, he now relied less and less on technology, and even often ignored the role of technology.
He returned to the monitoring room, retrieved the surveillance camera at the door ten minutes ago, and observed it carefully.
Soon, a slender figure appeared at the door of the haunted house.
However, due to the angle, only half of the body can be seen, while the face is blocked.
But looking at the figure, he is a man.
However, this figure did not enter the haunted house. Instead, he stood at the door and paused for tens of seconds before turning around and leaving. This led to Wang Ye not seeing the figure when he looked at the surveillance camera.
so...
Male, who is it?
It can’t really be Zhang Ziliang.
Wang Ye stood up and rushed directly to the Tianzhu branch at an extremely fast speed.
In just over ten minutes, we arrived downstairs at the branch.
At this time, you could see through the window that the lights in Zhang Ziliang's second-floor office were on, and you could vaguely see a figure sitting on his desk.
"Isn't it him?"
Wang Ye thought for a while, entered the branch, went to the second floor, and knocked on the door of Zhang Ziliang's office.
Soon, the door opened.
Zhang Ziliang looked a little tired. He was holding a stack of blood-stained paper in his hand. He looked at Wang Ye and asked with some confusion: "Boss Wang is so free? He came to inspect the work at night because he sympathized with my subordinate's difficulty. Bonus?"
As he spoke, his face was full of anticipation, and he looked at Wang Ye's waist.
There was just an ordinary cloth bag hanging there.
But Zhang Ziliang has already figured out the way. Wang Ye's little bag is like a matryoshka doll, filled with good things one after another!
Wang Ye calmly took two steps back and blocked the bag with his hand: "What is that in your hand?"
If you don't change the subject, you must give something today.
Zhang Ziliang rolled his eyes at Wang Ye with a bored look on his face, and lazily returned to his seat: "You have to surrender to Canaan!"
"He deeply realized his mistake and should never have been born in the Buddhist country from the beginning."
"You should not run for a Buddhist son from a Buddhist country."
"And he put forward a beautiful yearning for the happy life of our Tiantian group."
"Finally all the crimes of the Buddhist Kingdom were written down."
As he spoke, Zhang Ziliang threw the papers on the desk. The dried blood on them was so bright.
Wang Ye picked up one at random and looked at it.
Sure enough, in the strong Zhang Ziliang style, this question was very detailed.
Including the names of neighbors, whether ordinary people are harmonious with each other, what is the relationship between neighbors, and whether they have expectations for the future.
Even what you usually eat.
And why they joined the Buddhist Kingdom, what are the Buddha statues in the Buddhist Kingdom, the exercises they practice, the number of powerful old monks, what they usually eat...
It can be said...
After you read the entire confession, even if you go to a Buddhist country, the local people may not know more than you.
However, in order to recall these details, Canaan probably...
Looking at the blood stained on the paper again, Wang Ye mourned in silence.
