"Fuck, this Shen Lin is so annoying. I've been talking to him so loudly and angrily for so long, but I'm not getting enough, and I'm still missing."
In a luxury hotel in Daxia City, when he learned that Shen Lin's villa was empty, Zhao Tingyu dropped the phone he was using to answer the call.
"If the captain of the headquarters didn't have such cleverness, he wouldn't be able to take this position." Su Yonghe looked on coldly. He was still lazily playing with his mobile phone, but there was a sense of relaxation in his expression.
"This is also a good thing. At least he is hiding from us, which at least shows that he is not trying too hard to be our enemy." Su Yonghe glanced at Zhao Tingyu and his tone became more serious. "Brother Qin gave us special instructions when we came out. Headquarters Our captain is not someone to be trifled with, even if the overall strength is not as good as ours, the rabbits will bite when they are anxious, so as long as they don’t mess with us, there is no need to fight with them.”
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Tingyu, who was still a little calm at first, exploded and jumped up from the sofa, howling at the top of his lungs.
"Qin Mingshi, Qin Mingshi, Qin Mingshi!! You people keep talking about him every day. Damn it, when we held the reform meeting, we agreed that ten people would have the same status, but now Who is the boss's posture for? Who the hell is it for?"
Su Yonghe put away his phone and patted Zhao Tingyu on the shoulder, trying to comfort him.
"Brother Ting, please calm down. After all, Brother Qin is very clever and everyone respects him."
Zhao Tingyu became even more irritable, and slapped the wine bottle on the table to the ground again. "It's like whoever has a bad brain, Qin Mingshi is the only one who can do it."
"Hey, Brother Ting, calm down. After all, everyone has agreed. It's not a good idea to fall out now. Besides, some of the things you said are right. There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside. It's a good thing for us to keep a low profile. There is an old man in the headquarters files who is quite powerful. Yes, it is a big trouble for us to be targeted by him. Besides, what kind of world do you think this is? These ghost masters are all in danger, and they are almost like lunatics. If they are crazy enough, they dare to wake up and die together with you. You deserve it. Are you going to fight with them just to save face? We must first settle the internal affairs before we deal with the outside world. Now let’s settle the internal affairs first, what do you think?”
Zhao Tingyu waved his hands impatiently.
"Okay, okay, I got it. As long as this Shen Lin doesn't have any eyes for me and doesn't come to trouble me, it's fine if I don't mess with him."
"Okay, Mr. Ting Ge has a lot." Su Yonghe said a few words of praise and left the hotel.
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At the junction of a certain township in Wanlin City.
Shen Lin and his party took a taxi according to the address and arrived at the rural hometown where the old man Sun Guoqing had lived for more than fifty years. This place had been settled since the old man's ancestors. Later, the state distributed homesteads and took root.
The little old man grew up here since he was a child. He has three brothers in total, and he ranks second.
The eldest brother acted like an older brother and moved out on his own to build a new home without arguing with his younger brother.
The third child is seven or eight years younger than his two brothers. He just happened to catch up with the era of struggle and successfully moved to the city. The old house fell into the hands of the old man himself. It was renovated several times and is now shared with other families. The appearance of new households in rural areas is still a lot worse, but it is not too shabby.
Houses in rural areas are generally large in area, and the homestead is sufficient. The little old man's homestead is enough for a house with three floors, and the first floor alone is more than 200 square meters, not counting the huge yard.
Shen Lin and his group were sitting in a small rural courtyard with a sense of time. They watched the little old man Sun Guoqing busy serving bowls and dishes. Zhang Yuan was young and politely wanted to help but was rejected with a smile. What to say? There is a reason to let the guests do it.
After knowing that Shen Lin planned to come here, the little old man was so excited that he seemed to be dreaming. Although Shen Lin didn't explicitly say what he was doing in Wanlin, he couldn't resist this opportunity. As long as he grasped it, he could gain a lot of benefits for Wanlin. and a sense of security, Sun Guoqing is full of motivation.
There was a table of sumptuous farm food. The little old man gave up the seat to Shen Lin with some restraint, then he smiled restrainedly while holding a small bowl.
He was poor before he became a ghost controller, and after becoming a ghost controller, he had no means to make a living. The few supplies distributed by the headquarters were sold to help the only orphans left in the incident. If gold was not required to imprison evil ghosts, the old man took away the gold. I have the idea of selling the box to make money.
Fate is so unpredictable sometimes.
Those who work hard for good will suffer the consequences for half their lives.
The cunning ones are good at working together to get along with others.
The little old man was afraid that he would not serve well enough, so he snubbed Shen Lin and walked away, saying that the dishes he cooked with the coffin book were a bit excessive, but it was about the same.
At the dinner table, Shen Lin took a few bites of the food and saw a door cracked open somewhere in the corner. There seemed to be people moving around in the room, but it was strangely quiet.
The change in vision that Li Gui brought to Shen Lin allowed him to see everything very well. They were several disabled half-grown girls taking care of a group of children. The youngest was still in her infancy. He glanced in the direction of the little old man again. , the little old man’s reserved and trembling expression was clearly visible.
After a meal, Shen Lin and his group were sitting in twos and threes in the empty courtyard.
Zhao Ziliang took out a cigarette from his arms, smoked half of it in one breath, lowered his head and said to Shen Lin, "Help him."
Shen Lin was silent for a while and asked, "Do you know the risks of a B-level incident?"
"You know, Xiang Jie, I have seen you a long time ago. When you were alive, you were not very capable, but when you are dead, you are actually a bit troublesome." Zhao Ziliang spit out a mouthful of spit, and the smell of cigarette smoke in his mouth always made him feel awkward.
"In my judgment, the risk of the ghost bug incident to us is not too high, but it is definitely not impossible. We can wait for the headquarters to stabilize the situation in Dajing City and then send personnel to intervene. There is no need to take risks. What's more, I There has been some trouble recently, and it might get worse if I get involved."
The ghost sacrifice incident was too complicated, and Shen Lin did not explain it specifically to Zhao Ziliang and the others. In the past few days, the fast-burning Jingming Incense had almost become Shen Lin's nightmare. He was always thinking about when the next big trouble would come.
Again.
Really, death is fear, and waiting for death is torture. Shen Lin is suffering every minute and every second now. According to his past experience, as long as he dares to get involved in the incident, Gui Ji will dare to show him some color. Otherwise, he is a ghost. The bug incident has escalated further, or something outrageously terrifying has popped up in the ghost bug incident.
Zhao Ziliang finished his cigarette in a few quick puffs, threw away the cigarette butt, cursed, and said firmly.
"Let the rest of us go, and you can support us outside. If anything happens, just take us away as soon as the Ghost Zone opens. Solve it if you have the chance. Leave if you don't. Don't get involved too deeply."
Shen Lin looked at Zhao Ziliang in surprise, frowned slightly in consideration, and spoke after a while.
"Ji He took the lead, Zhang Yuan and He Tu supported him. After Zhao Ziliang and Xu Fang broke up, I will not participate in this operation. Zhang Yuan will lead the team. His decision will be my decision. After the incident, if I know anyone who was involved in the incident Play with your temper and consider the consequences yourself."
"Zhang Yuan, I have only one request for you. Be cautious, make bold assumptions, and bring everyone back. The ghost bug incident is a relatively standard B-level incident. If this incident happens because of your decision-making, the army will be destroyed. , that proves that you are not this material."
"Finally, I want to ask you to think clearly. There is absolutely no need for us to intervene in this incident. His risk is also not small. If you don't want to go, you can raise objections now."
After Shen Lin finished speaking, he looked around at everyone. Ten seconds later, no one had any objections.
"Okay, Zhang Yuan, from now on the leadership will be handed over to you. You can start preparing for the action. I am also part of the response. If you need it, I will use my authority to get everything you need as much as possible. ."
Zhao Ziliang smoked another cigarette and finished it. He looked decadent and depressed. When he was done, he gave himself a slap in the face.
"Fuck, I'm so impulsive."
Several people returned to the house, only to see the little old man standing there, his expression full of helplessness and sadness.
He plopped down to his knees.
"I don't know what to say. But if I die, the old man and I will definitely die first. Thank you all."
(End of chapter)
