Life and death coffin!
A living coffin weighs down people, and a dead coffin weighs down ghosts.
This coffin, which was also extremely secretive within the Reform Association, was brought out when Qin Mingshi left.
In fact, when Qin Mingshi left, there was really nothing left inside the city except the city. Poor Huang Ruoping and the others treat these things as treasures.
Yu Zhou, who had always been taciturn, couldn't help but change his expression when he looked at the coffin of life and death. Many people in the Reform Association knew that there was a guy inside this coffin who should never be messed with.
But now, looking at Qin Mingshi's appearance, he seemed to be letting it out.
"Qin Dian, the impact of releasing it will be great, and the subsequent troubles may not even be able to end for us."
Yu Zhou was very afraid of what was in this coffin. He felt that Qin Mingshi's current plan was a double-edged sword. If it went well, everyone would be happy. If it went wrong, it would easily harm others and himself. Yu Zhou instinctively resisted this uncertainty.
Once something like a "nuclear bomb" is released, it will completely collapse the situation.
"The Ghost Controller Headquarters will not sit idly by and do nothing. If this ghost is released and left alone, the price they will pay will be much greater than ours."
Qin Mingshi stroked the coffin, too many expressions flashed in his eyes. Hesitation also appeared, but it only appeared for a moment, and was immediately snuffed out by Qin Mingshi.
Qin Mingshi learned a truth from a very young age.
In this life, being cruel to others will not lead to anything. If you are cruel to others, you must be even more cruel to yourself, and only then can you reach the end.
The abnormal state of the headquarters has clearly shown that the largest ghost control organization in China today has fallen into a precarious situation. This made Qin Mingshi aware of many problems and made more associations.
Shen Lin is not the only smart person in this world.
Even just a few clues were enough for Qin Mingshi to speculate on many possibilities.
This includes the person in charge of the headquarters, the core Mr. Qin, who has a problem.
What went wrong? Is the problem big? Is this a trap?
Qin Mingshi didn't know anything, and he didn't need to know that Huang Ruoping and others were just his pawns to ask for directions. Now that the situation was like this, he didn't mind adding a fire to make the whole situation more intense.
It would be best to let the situation that the Ghost Controller headquarters is trying to maintain stability collapse directly.
If the headquarters and Mr. Qin were a camel covered in bruises, then the thing in the life and death coffin would be the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Use an uncontrollable crisis to crush your own worst enemy.
Qin Mingshi's always elegant expression showed an unconcealable madness.
He can afford it!
"So, the Ghost Controller Headquarters has tried their best to lock this thing away. But with their current abilities, this is almost impossible."
"But what if that Mr. Qin..." Before Yu Zhou could finish asking, he saw Qin Mingshi's eyes burning with anger, his expression full of suppressed madness.
"In order to prevent this kind of eventuality, I will add another fire to them." Qin Mingshi said and took out something from his arms.
If you look closely, it's a book.
A book with a simple shape and a dusty look. This book has no cover, and it is impossible to tell what the content is from the outside.
If Shen Lin were here, he would definitely be surprised.
"Ghost story!"
This was a ghost that he imprisoned after going through many difficulties and dangers during the ghost story incident. Later, as repayment of the transaction, he sent this thing to the ghost pawn shop.
But I didn't expect it, and I couldn't understand why this thing was in Qin Mingshi's hands now.
The appearance of this book made the old man in black robe who had been silent on the side couldn't help but speak.
"Master, is it necessary to do this?"
The old man's voice made Qin Mingshi sober for a rare moment. He regained his gentle and elegant appearance, and his expression returned to calmness.
"Uncle Chang, in a world of great strife, there are frequent conflicts. No fight is enough to rule the world. Even if the headquarters of the Ghost Controller is a shabby house, then Mr. Qin is the pillar. With this level, we either don't fight or fight with each other. Let them not even have room to fight back. I can't do stupid things like not doing my best because I'm afraid of losing. This is what you taught me since I was a child."
The picture in the memory suddenly wavered. Qin Mingshi's expression was painful for a moment. The picture of Uncle Chang teaching him in his mind was blurred for a moment. This feeling was very strange.
The old man known as Uncle Chang frowned vaguely and just spoke.
"Master, can't you stop? We have already received enough."
Qin Mingshi's relaxed brows tightened again, and he looked at the old man with some displeasure.
"Uncle Chang, you have crossed the line. This is not your concern."
With that said, Qin Mingshi returned to his seat and handed over the tea cup.
"My tea has gone cold, Uncle Chang."
The old man looked at Qin Mingshi deeply, walked forward respectfully, and took away the tea cup.
"Okay, Master."
The old man had walked less than two steps when Qin Mingshi's voice came over.
"Uncle Chang, after so many years, I seem to have forgotten your name."
He felt that he shouldn't forget, but after realizing this, he couldn't remember it.
The old man stopped and only replied.
"Young master, I forgot my name. I only remember that my surname was Xue in my early years. When I was young, I was influenced by the new trend of Western ideas. I imitated the ancients and came up with the nickname Schrödinger, which made people laugh."
"What happened later?" The old man's words were full of memories.
"I forgot about it later. There were many people supporting me at that time, and I was given a code name that was quite popular."
"Code name? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"No one has asked in years."
"It's strange. Uncle Chang's code name back then must have been very prestigious."
"Impermanence."
"Impermanence?"
"Impermanence!"
"Destiny is impermanent, and things in the world are impermanent, so they are impermanent."
After saying that, the old man left, leaving Qin Mingshi to stay where he was without any in-depth thoughts on the conversation.
After the old man left, Yu Zhou left. Qin Mingshi lay alone on the recliner, watching the dark clouds drifting in the sky, having a rare opportunity to relax.
——
That day, a stall appeared on the streets of Luodu.
There are tables, chairs and wooden tables in the booth, showing rare old-fashioned storytelling skills.
The man clapped his hands, skipped the flattery, and listened carefully to the story, and then the story began.
Many people of the older generation loved this, and soon a lot of people gathered. The young people passing by on the roadside were very curious when they saw this scene, and hurriedly squeezed past, seeing the old man talking endlessly. After the narration, I couldn't help but ask the people on the side.
"Uncle, what's the story here?"
The uncle on the side responded, swaying his head while listening and replying.
"It is said that there is a young man named Qin who is quite talented, but during the turbulent years, he only wants to dominate the world. When facing his biggest enemy, he decided to make a dangerous move and planned to release a very dangerous thing."
The young man listened with rapt attention. This story was not surprising, but what was strange was that it was told in the form of storytelling.
This is similar to Peking Opera singing Naruto. Sometimes the core of the story doesn't matter, the main thing is a novelty.
"Then what?" the young man asked.
The uncle pursed his lips and faced the storyteller.
"Isn't that true? It's strange to say it. On a hot summer day, you have to wear a black robe. Don't tell me, you have a good posture. Even this old gentleman can't get into trouble due to the heat."
The young man responded politely, "No, there are so many people watching. If something happens to this old gentleman, he will definitely be sent to the hospital immediately."
After saying that, he started to stand on the stand.
At this moment, he was saying, "Speaking of the old man surnamed Qin, he sat up in the coffin in shock. After calming down for a while, he saw the crisis in his future memory."
The young man was stunned.
"Who is this old man named Qin? He has the ability to see the future? This is quite cool. Is he related to the young man named Qin before?"
"It doesn't sound like him, more like an enemy."
——
At the Ghost Controller's headquarters, there was a golden coffin hanging in the air, followed by the sound of a mechanism touching, followed by the rumble of the coffin being opened.
Immediately afterwards, an old man stood up from his coffin like a zombie and disappeared.
(End of chapter)
