Due to timely treatment, Ji Qinglin's soul consciousness was not seriously injured. However, based on previous lessons, Lei Qiuyun still asked the teacher to continue to rest and check at Sun Yi's hospital to confirm that there was no problem.
Bai Qiucheng also breathed a sigh of relief as Ji Qinglin didn't get into trouble for saving him, sat on the bench and said:
"If your boy really dies, I will probably have to blame myself and regret it for half my life."
Ji Qinglin smiled bitterly and said:
"If I had known he was carrying poison, I wouldn't have talked to him about martial ethics."
I did consider whether suicide would be poisonous on them, but after all, the heads of the medical clinics from the Chamber of Commerce were also present at this meeting, thinking that even if they were poisoned, it would not be a big problem.
Who knew that the knife contained poison that targeted the soul.
However, this wave of indirect werewolf suicides helped completely eliminate the suspicion of hiring a killer.
It is true that there is always a price to pay for lying.
Seeing that everyone had been working hard to save him for half a night, Ji Qinglin thanked him:
"I'm sorry for making everyone so worried. I'm fine now. Just let Yu Ye take care of me. If I want to participate in the cultivation competition, there are still many things to prepare for. Elder Bai, the president, please help me."
Lei Qiuyun no longer knew what to say. Even if his father was here, it would be impossible for him to arrange everything so smoothly. He thought about it and said bluntly in front of everyone present:
"Thank you for what happened today, teacher. Qiuyun will always remember it. I will repay teacher's kindness in the future. Teacher, please go to bed early."
"It's my job. In addition, please let the president know that I'm fine."
After all, he is now considered one of the double bonus sticks of the Chamber of Commerce. It is unacceptable for his image to fall as soon as it is established.
Bai Qiucheng came over and patted Ji Qinglin's shoulder and said sincerely:
"I had suspicions against you before, so don't take it to heart. Just leave the Chamber of Commerce matters to me. I owe you a favor for blocking the knife. Take a good rest."
Until everyone left, only Ji Qinglin and Yu Ye were left in the ward.
Sun Yi arranged a double ward, with Yu Ye accompanying the master to rest for the night.
Without anyone else, Yuye, who was lying on the bed next to him, sighed:
"Master, you really scared me to death today. I will never let you take such a risk next time, not even for the sake of the Chamber of Commerce!"
Ji Qinglin stood up, stood on the ground, stretched, and said again:
"There was indeed a slight flaw in Shishi's plan, but it was quite successful. He successfully established his authority by eliminating the killer and earned three favors."
"Three servings?"
"Qiuyun's, Elder Bai's, and yours."
"Isn't it the master who helped my disciple? If I owe you a favor, right?"
"So the guarantee you made for the teacher's conscious world doesn't count?"
Crazy Night: No! He remembers!
Hearing the word "guarantee", Yu Ye's pretty face turned red:
"Master, remember the disciple's... promise?"
Ji Qinglin came over and sat next to Yu Ye:
"I remember very little. To be honest, I have forgotten exactly what I promised, but I remember this..."
Ji Qinglin said, pressing forward and pressing his lips to Yu Ye's red lips that opened in surprise.
"Woo!"
After counting his teeth briefly, Ji Qinglin licked his lips and stood up again.
This is not the conscious world, and what I encountered was not the subconscious body of the master. I was actually forcibly kissed by this murderous master.
Yu Ye touched her hot face in disbelief:
"You...what are you doing?"
Ji Qinglin stood up and smiled:
"This is to avenge your disrespect to the master when the jockey killed his ancestors inside. In addition, it is also a way to thank you."
Crazy Night: Taking advantage is more shameless than me.
It seems that Master really remembered some things in it, but he didn't ask about Kuang Ye, which means that he probably didn't remember Kuang Ye's part.
Thinking of things in the conscious world, Yuye took advantage of the fact that the master seemed to be in a good mood and asked:
"Master, are you looking for someone?"
"You know it from your teacher's subconscious?"
"Well, I just thought that if you need help, maybe I can help."
Ji Qinglin did not answer immediately, but gently pushed his hospital bed over and leaned next to Yu Ye's hospital bed. Then he turned over, took off his coat, lay down on it, closed his eyes and replied:
"No need to bother, because I have already found my master."
"Who is it?"
"A person who can bring peace to my master, who can sleep peacefully even if he lies next to him. Good night, Yuye."
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Early the next morning, it was in the vice president's room of Xichang District Chamber of Commerce.
"you sure?"
"The information has been verified and is absolutely correct."
"You go down first."
Vice President Pei Ruotao looked at the information verified by his subordinates and fell into deep thought.
Is it crazy to kill oneself? Fortunately, I carefully selected the killer who roamed the wasteland. I thought he would be smart and sharp and strike cleanly.
He also told them all about the location of Ji Qinglin's store in a very thoughtful way.
Good guy, it turned out that they didn't go to Ji Qinglin at all, and led a team of three people directly to the district headquarters where the meeting was held on Xindong Street.
He hired a killer, so why was he doing the job of a robber? There are three people picking hundreds of numbers, but the killers in the wasteland have already had their brains degenerated?
Pei Ruotao really couldn't figure it out. It was normal for the task execution to have some deviations, but this was too outrageous.
The most important thing is that now I just heard that the three of them were killed by Ji Qinglin with one blow.
Three killers who have never been masked before, one after another?
Why does it all sound like bragging?
This information was obtained from the Xindong Street Chamber of Commerce. It is really impossible to confirm whether Ji Qinglin is really capable or whether it is a show put on by their chamber of commerce.
The purpose of spending money has not been achieved, no information has been obtained, and you have to be careful about being found out by the other party.
The more Pei Ruotao thought about it, the angrier he became, thinking that he couldn't tell his elder brother about this yet, otherwise he would probably get scolded again.
Thumb thump——
Just as he was annoyed by his subordinates, he knocked on the door again.
"What's up?"
"President Pei, Mr. Sima is here."
Pei Ruotao frowned slightly, thinking that this guy really knows how to choose the right time:
"Please come here."
Soon a young man holding a folding fan, wearing a Western-style dress and black-rimmed glasses walked in. He looked about 30 years old, with extremely fair complexion and a rather gentle face.
Behind him were two tall women with coordinated figures, one on the left and one on the right. They were wearing black and white high-cut cheongsams. Although they followed the young man in coordinated movements, their faces were pretty but their eyes were dull.
Between their eyebrows, there was a yellow metal talisman that was larger than a fingernail.
Pei Ruotao stood up to greet him and said:
"Young Master Sima must have discussed the matter of cooperation with my eldest brother. I wonder what you are looking for today?"
The person who came was none other than the current president of the South China Chamber of Commerce: Sima Zhao.
Unlike other chambers of commerce, the Sima family is very large, so even if the former president Sima Changhen died, the foundation of the entire chamber of commerce has not been shaken.
The method of cultivation practiced by the Sima family is also different from that of other families. It is the art of corpse cultivation.
Sima Zhao smiled and said:
"The president and I confirmed the principle of 'each based on his ability and joint attack' regarding the cooperation between Nanhua District and Xichang District in this Cultivation Competition. However, I received some news this morning. I heard that the Xindong Street Chamber of Commerce was attacked yesterday. .”
"I don't understand what Mr. Sima means."
"The equipment in Beixin District has always been neutral. They neither cooperate nor target. They only stick to their own territory. I know very well whether Nanhua District has taken action, so of course I have to ask President Pei about this matter."
Pei Ruotao smiled and said:
"That really disappoints Mr. Sima. I only learned about this news in the morning. I'm not stupid enough to send a killer to the out-of-district headquarters of the Xindong Street Chamber of Commerce to die."
Sima Zhao really didn't want to understand this, but he didn't mean to target Pei Ruotao specifically. Hearing this, he said calmly:
"I'm just here to ask for news. I have two other things I want to discuss with President Pei."
"Speaking."
"First, I want to borrow the remains of immortals in Xichang District to take a look."
Pei Ruotao frowned when he heard this:
"I'm afraid Mr. Sima is talking nonsense. Everyone in Bangkok knows that the immortal body of my Pei family has been stolen. Is it possible that they still suspect that I deliberately played a trick?"
Sima Zhao said:
"To be honest, I do have this idea, but I think the immortal's body has been in the Pei family for so long, and the two presidents must have studied it clearly. I don't want to boast. If I can exchange the mystery for it, I will never do it. Inferior objects are given as gifts.”
Now that you know it is the remains of an immortal, do you dare to say that it is no less impressive? Could it be that there are immortal remains in his Nanhua District?
Pei Ruotao smiled apologetically and changed the subject:
"This matter is really not something I can decide by myself. I will reply to Mr. Sima after I discuss it with my eldest brother. What about the second thing?"
Sima Zhao stood up and said:
"The second thing is relatively simple. If any disciples in Xichang District die unfortunately during the cultivation competition, I want to reserve their bodies in advance."
"Hey, if people outside know this..."
Sima Zhao pinched the cold face of the handsome lady standing behind him and said without looking back:
"President Pei, don't worry. As long as the burial is convenient, I promise not to leave any traces. And just like before, the unique corpse-refining techniques will also be shared with the Xichang District Chamber of Commerce."
"I wonder if it's convenient to ask, why is Mr. Sima so anxious to need a corpse this time?"
Sima Zhao did not hide anything:
"There was something wrong with the Xiandao Biotechnology Co., Ltd. that we cooperated with before. Their white gloves were killed, and the supply of corpses here was interrupted. The Cultivation Competition is all high-quality corpses, so I naturally don't want to let it go. .”
Pei Ruotao sighed:
"Since Mr. Sima insists, it's hard for me to refuse, so I will make the decision and agree to this matter."
"President Pei is really quick to talk."
Sima Zhao moved his fingers as he spoke, and the woman on the left wearing a black cheongsam slowly took out a small box from the waist of the cheongsam and handed it over.
"This is the last batch of corpse-refining techniques. President Pei can give them to his disciples to use first. At least they can catch them by surprise in the cultivation competition."
Pei Ruotao took it in his hand and saw that there were neatly placed skill memory devices in the shape of yellow talismans.
"Master Sima is so polite. If nothing else happens, the Xindong Street Chamber of Commerce should have left the most corpses this time!"
