There was a brief silence in the conference room.
Han Yang blurted out subconsciously: "Good guy, this woman is really cruel!"
After he finished speaking, when he saw everyone looking at him with strange expressions, he realized that it seemed a little inappropriate for him to say this in front of people.
Han Yang quickly changed the subject and said: "I mean, Chief Liang just said that he has some relationship with the academy, and now, he wants to kill everyone?"
Others looked at Liang Yan, who said quietly: "It has something to do with it. As a person who grew up in the southeast region, the academy is unavoidable."
"Because of this, when they try to use ordinary people in the southeast region as a shield, I understand better than you how serious and vile the nature of this matter is."
Liang Yan looked at everyone and said, "If everyone has nothing else to do, this meeting will end first."
"Li Bai, you can pack your things and get ready to go. The others will stay. People from the special operations team will come over in an hour. At that time, we will formulate a specific combat plan against Qichuan Academy."
"yes!"
...
An hour before departure, Li Bai came to the intersection of Yundu and looked at the Lingwa shop with dim candlelight through the rain. He hesitated.
Finally, he turned around and sighed, carrying his mahogany sword and leaving.
In the Lingwa shop not far away, Yang Ning frowned as she looked at the plates of dark things in front of her.
I don't know how many days after making the agreement with the demon Buddha, Yang Ning finally had a whim and asked the demon Buddha to cook a meal for herself.
Looking at the several finished products in front of him, Yang Ning fell into deep thought.
Several kiddies also looked at the plates of things and gathered around Yang Ning.
Chen Yamei, whose head was held up by her hands, said: "Mingming, Mingming! Come on, there is work to do! Someone wants to poison Chengcheng!"
Beibei: "This rice is not exquisite at all."
Shi Wen, like Yang Ning, frowned and said, "How about ordering takeout?"
Big Fatty Sun: "The taste is a little bit off. If you ignore this and just look at the appearance, it's almost the same as Chengcheng after eating black biscuits."
Yang Ning took the soul lamp under the purple gold hand bone behind him to the table, picked up a plate of something that looked like coke, and said, "Master, how about you come out and speak?"
In the shadowy flames on the soul lamp, a man covered with magic patterns from his head to his cheeks said with a smile: "No, no need, I, I'm fine here!"
Yang Ning raised her hand and flicked the soul lamp candle, boom!
Suddenly, a flame burst out of Lao Gao, and the man with the magic pattern in the flame let out a sharp scream!
Yang Ning pointed to the plate of dark things in his hand and said: "Master, I don't believe Yamei when you say you want to poison me, because I think it's not difficult to figure out something with your IQ. As long as you are a normal person, There’s no way he can eat what you made.”
The demon Buddha screamed in pain and shouted: "You, you give me another chance!"
"The food you cook here is really, really weird!"
"Then, what is that thing called? Yes, induction cooker! Can't you just make a meal and just start the fire? Why do you have to fix that thing?"
"I can't control the heat with that thing!"
Yang Ning put down the plate of food, picked up the second plate, looked at it, and said, "I'm sorry, Master Mofo. This is a shop. We can't have open flames. We can only use induction cookers."
"Please bear with me on this matter in the future."
Yang Ning could barely tell that the first plate of food was a plate of stir-fried vegetables, but this second plate...
Yang Ning asked the kids next to him: "What kind of food do you think this is?"
Xia Tian: "I can't tell, but I know it must not be delicious."
Hong Hong: "How about I just strangle this demon Buddha to death and then find another chef?"
Little Baldhead: "Will you have diarrhea if you eat this?"
Fatty Sun sneered: "Hmph! If you pour this thing into the toilet, it will clog it directly!"
Yang Ning waved and put Big Fat Sun into his bag. In a short time, he didn't want to see this fat little ghost with his own taste anymore.
After putting down the second plate of food, I didn't bother to look at the other plates of food. Anyway, they all looked pretty much the same, and I couldn't tell what they were made of.
Yang Ning said to the demon Buddha in the flames: "Master, it is very obvious that I am not satisfied with the food you cooked this time."
"So, the burning time of your soul lamp will be increased by three days."
"Let me do the math..."
Yang Ning took out the calculator and clicked it.
"The original period of your soul lamp is ninety days, but now you have to add three days if you are not satisfied with the meal. What is ninety plus three?"
Honghong: "One hundred and twenty-five."
Xia Tian: "Two hundred and sixty-one."
Little Turtle: "Ten thousand, ten thousand?"
Yang Ning: "..."
The demon Buddha in the flame: "???"
"No, god, boss! This idol, let's just say, shouldn't we lose the past few days?"
After listening to Mo Buddha's words, Yang Ning wondered: "Huh? Why do you want to lose weight?"
Chen Yamei: "Yes, why do you want to lose weight?"
Yang Ning: "I only said that I would give you one day off if your cooking satisfies me. I didn't say that I would give you one day off every day? Did I remember correctly?"
Honghong: "I remember correctly, Chengcheng has a good memory!"
Mo Buddha: "..."
"Gentlemen, so, have you figured out what ninety plus three equals?"
Yang Ning yawned and said, "Ninety-three, your soul lamp has ninety-three days left to burn."
The Demon Buddha, who was being burned by the flames of the soul lamp, took a long breath and said, "Thank God!"
"At least, you are still right about this."
...
Two days flew by and it was the seventh day of August.
During these two days, all parties were busy.
On the Special Administration Bureau side, Li Bai led two third-level special agents, a team of ordinary special agents, and flew to White Bear with their joint police certificates.
Others have secretly arrived in the southeast region and started planning their next move.
On Wensheng Mountain, Qichuan Academy is working hard to repair the altar on the Tianji Peak, and at the same time, it has to entertain more and more guests who are arriving.
Lu Yang went to Wensheng Peak again and chatted with Mr. Da, but the result was the same as last time, and they still broke up on bad terms.
Lu Yang felt more and more that this gentleman didn't care about the life or death of the academy.
After coming down from Wensheng Peak, Lu Yang went to Jitian Peak.
He didn't go to repair the altar, but went to the ghost house where the ghosts used for this sacrifice were imprisoned.
There are rows of transparent cubic glass jars placed in the ghost house. These things are called ghost cages. They have been blessed by the academy with formations, and ghosts of different shapes are imprisoned inside.
As soon as Lu Yang entered the ghost house, he went straight to a ghost cage in the corner.
This ghost cage is a piece of dirty sea water, with a rotting corpse of a little boy soaking in it.
The former little sea ghost maintained its appearance before drowning, but now it no longer had the vitality it once had.
Seeing Lu Yang coming over, the rotten little boy asked weakly: "Why, why did you catch me?"
"I, I obviously saved your people?"
"Why are you still arresting me?"
"I feel bad being trapped here. Can you let me out?"
"My piece of sea should miss me."
...
