The incident at the Night Bar came to an end, and Ji Qinglin also informed Lei Qiong and Lei Qiuyun about the matter.
Hearing that Ji Qinglin was the master of Nanhua District President Jiang Chen, even the experienced Lei Qiong couldn't sit still.
"No, Qinglin, although we don't care about your affairs, we can't be too outrageous, right? This means that we and Nanhua District are our own people now?"
"Strictly speaking, it's not just Nanhua District. I also communicated with Shan Luling from Beixin District about cooperation; Pei Ruohai from Xichang District has just left and is ready to give me the night bar to achieve the purpose of joint cooperation."
"Hiss, is this me crazy? Why does it sound like a lie? So it seems that the Four Congresses are about to be unified? It has been something that has not been successful for many years? You were asked to complete it in just one month?"
No one had completed the unification of the four chambers before, mainly because no chamber of commerce dared to risk its own relevant rights and interests, and the cooperation was only in name only because of mutual suspicion. However, with the master-disciple relationship between Ji Qinglin and Jiang Chen, two of them were stable, and the remaining As long as the two of them do not work together to fight, it will only be a matter of time before they unify the alliance.
Ji Qinglin hesitated and said:
"The matter is a bit complicated, but the situation is like this. I will report it to you, the president. Also, please inform the people in the Chamber of Commerce to let everyone calm down and try not to cause internal strife and add new hatred."
"Why don't you report to me? Looking at this situation, I will have to report to you in two days."
"The president is joking. The unification of the four associations is just an idea now. The relationship between the four associations needs to be gradually improved. Also, if my night bar is taken over, I would like to ask the president to support me."
"It's easy to say, I understand. Qinglin, if you have nothing to do, come and sit down and chat about the current situation. Otherwise, the span is too big, and I really can't keep up with the rhythm."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Ji Qinglin thought of something again and turned around to ask:
"Chiye, how is your practice of Tongchen Technique going?"
"It's barely reached the qualifying level, but it's still far from what my disciple wants."
"What is the specific status?"
I saw Chi Ye's virtual image disappear, and then a burst of light blue smoke emerged from Yu Ye's body and floated around. Chi Ye's voice in the smoke seemed slightly ethereal:
"The disciple can temporarily break away from Yu Ye, but he will always be in such a big mess, and he can't keep too far away from Yu Ye."
But when Ji Qinglin saw this, he was satisfied and said:
"You are truly worthy of having a very strong soul-refining talent. You have mastered the Tongchen Technique so quickly. It's not because you haven't practiced enough. It's because you can only achieve this state after practicing this technique."
Chiye sounded a little emotional:
"Ah? Master, isn't this too bad for your figure? My disciple doesn't want to be like this when he comes out!"
Ji Qinglin frowned and said:
"How can anyone think about their body shape every day when they don't have a physical body?"
"Okay, I understand."
Hearing that Chi Ye didn't dare to reply, Ji Qinglin smiled and said:
"What do you understand again? The word "teacher" is not a rhetorical question, but a question. If you are thinking of keeping someone in shape at this time, of course you are a teacher!"
As he spoke, Ji Qinglin took out a black bag from the counter. After opening it, it turned out to be a black tights and a small helmet a little bigger than his head. Ji Qinglin picked up a pair and introduced:
"You can inject your soul body under the Tongchen Technique into this tights, so that you can maintain the figure you want. This piece was custom-made by Zhang Huaimin with special materials based on Yu Ye's general figure. , coupled with this small helmet, you can temporarily seal the soul body inside, so that you can be separated from Yuye to a certain extent. Although it cannot reach the pure soul body of Deyang God, there are many pseudo-entities like this I can more or less do things independently.”
Chiye's voice was full of surprise:
"Oh my God, Master! When did you start preparing these?!"
"When I accepted you as a disciple, I knew at that time that you definitely wanted to reach the realm of Deyang God, but I thought that this process would be very slow, so I helped you think of several ways to become independent, and I also did this Some preparations. Combining the Tongchen technique with tights is one of the more reliable ones. As long as you are careful, others will not be able to tell that you are a soul body. As your proficiency in using your soul body to control tights and the strength of your soul body continue to increase, You can also be closer to the realm of Deyang God.”
Not to mention the person involved, Chi Ye, even Yu Ye was touched. After all, the master had never left anyone behind. He was always thinking about what his disciples needed, and even thought about it in advance.
Chi Ye is even more so. He scolded his master for being partial to Yu Ye before, but now it seems that he is completely petty.
But it was difficult to express gratitude to the master in this state, so Chiye did not speak in a hurry, but tentatively injected himself in the blue smoke state into the tights.
The black tights slowly bulged up like a blown up balloon. Yuye also noticed that it was indeed very similar to her own figure. When did the master measure it?
But Yu Ye soon discovered the difference in Chi Ye's use. The chest of the tights was filled with soul and was a full centimeter higher than his own, making the upper body seem a little uncoordinated.
Yu Ye coughed lightly and said:
"Chiye, do you need to brag like this? Can you respect the facts?"
"No, this is called enjoying the fruits of practice."
The Tongchen Technique can compress or expand the soul body within a certain range, so Chiye can control the fullness of the tights very well, and only after filling them all to adjust to a perfect figure, can he put on the small helmet.
From the outside, he looks like Yu Ye who has put on his jacket and helmet and is ready to ride out on the Night Owl.
Ji Qinglin nodded with satisfaction:
"Not bad, if you need or want to separate, you can use this set. Hey!"
Chi Ye was not as restrained as Yu Ye, so before Ji Qinglin finished speaking, he stepped forward and hugged his master. Strictly speaking, this was the first time he hugged Ji Qinglin with a real and tangible avatar.
"What? The first thing you do after you have a body is to attack the master, right?"
The feeling of hugging Chiye is wonderful, because the tights are filled with compressed souls. Although not as thick as a real person, it is even better in elasticity, just like holding a high-end inflatable doll that is alive.
"I said before that it was the disciple's fault that the master was biased. Please don't mind, master."
"Hey, there are times when Chi Ye sincerely admits his mistakes. It's really not easy!"
Ji Qinglin said and hugged Chi Ye hard to make up for it, but then he heard a soft hum "Hmm~".
Thinking something was wrong, Ji Qinglin quickly opened his arms and asked:
"What's going on? There's something wrong with the technique?"
Although he couldn't see his face in this state, he could tell from the way Chi Ye's black tights clamped his legs that his body had been stimulated.
"No. It's just because the Tongchen Technique splits the soul body apart, so some feelings may be relatively connected. You can feel it in some places when the back is pressed."
Ji Qing Lin Xin said, what kind of physique do you have? Each one screams when touched.
"This is just to help you recover your physical body to a certain extent. As for the attack method, do you still remember Candy from the Aragami Technology Branch? He just changes his soul body into different forms to launch attacks. Since Chiye, your soul body is also relatively It’s special, and if you want to be a teacher, you should be able to do it through training.”
"Master means pulling out the disciple's devoured soul like Candy to help fight?"
"There is no need to drag it out. What I mean as a teacher is that your number of souls should be no less than that of Candy. Use your little brain to think of how to use it."
"Disciple understands."
Looking at Yu Ye who was standing aside, Ji Qinglin stepped forward and knocked her on the head.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Huh? Master, it's okay. It's just that Chi Ye left the body temporarily and came out, feeling empty."
"It's just temporary. Chiye will still be with you most of the time. If it's empty, how about filling it up for the teacher?"
The master's soul cannot enter. Yu Ye, who knew the master was joking, narrowed his eyes and smiled:
"Master has done so many things today, it's better to rest early. Disciple can rub Master's back."
Originally, he wanted to pretend to be angry with Yu Ye again, but after listening to these sweet words, Ji Qinglin couldn't hold back and asked:
"Do you still have enough thunder energy in your body? I want my teacher to inject more into you."
It was rare that he wanted to break through the boundary between master and disciple, but he was afraid of breaking the master's heart and regretting it. Before Ji Qinglin finished speaking, Yu Ye subconsciously replied:
"want to!"
"Tch, just tell me if you want it. Let's go to the bedroom and lie down."
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Early the next morning, before the grocery store opened, a car parked at the intersection outside Ji's grocery store.
A tall, handsome and capable woman with short silver-white hair stepped out of the passenger seat, wearing stockings and a hip-covering skirt and secretary uniform.
As soon as he got out of the car, he whispered to the man in the driver's seat:
"I entered the candidate list based on my strength. As for the favor of God, I was chosen by luck. Why do you think you are joining in the fun?"
A young man wearing a plaid shirt and black-rimmed glasses got out of the driver's seat. He looked polite. When he heard the woman complaining, he scratched his head helplessly and said:
"In terms of assisting Mr. Huang, everyone's enthusiasm does not distinguish between men and women. If you can give me the green light to come over, I guess it is just to let me come to see you. Don't see Mr. Huang unable to move his legs. Help Mr. Huang That’s the first thing.”
"What nonsense are you talking about?! I admire Mr. Huang because of his ability and strength in handling cases, which is why he is different from his colleagues at the headquarters who have ulterior motives."
The man wearing black-rimmed glasses didn't protest, picked up his bag and followed.
However, when the man mentioned Huang Silang, the silver-haired woman couldn't help but become nervous again. She covered her high chest and took a deep breath:
"You made me nervous again! The first impression you get when meeting Mr. Huang is very important. To be able to solve so many big cases, he must be a person who pays great attention to details and has strict requirements. He must be very energetic! Huh! !I can!"
The silver-haired girl kept cheering herself up, and the two of them arrived at the door of the grocery store.
"Hello, Mr. Huang, we were assigned by Third Sister to accompany you on the case."
Does it sound too official? Do you want to take it easy? Forget it, there seems to be no sense of boundaries.
The silver-haired woman calmed down and pressed the doorbell. Not long after, she heard footsteps coming downstairs from inside.
"coming."
The man's voice coming from inside the house was steady and clean. It was the voice I was lucky enough to hear at the crime scene that day, but this time there was a hint of laziness and fatigue in the voice.
The silver-haired girl secretly analyzed in her heart: It seems that Mr. Huang was still sleeping just now. Did he work overtime last night? Is there a new case so soon? He is indeed a workaholic as the third sister said. He sleeps at a different time than others. It is said that some smart people sleep longer than others.
Ding--
The grocery store door was opened.
"Huh? Who are you two?"
The nervous silver-haired woman subconsciously replied:
"Hello, Mr. Huang, we were appointed by Third Sister to sleep with you here."
"ah?"
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(End of chapter)
