Talk?
We really should talk.
Mo Zhenzhen's main purpose was still the red zombie, but now she had some new ideas.
The plan did not change quickly. Mo Zhenzhen changed her mind in a flash, and Mr. Qin also had some breathing space.
For example, Mo Zhenzhen began to test whether Mr. Qin had anything he loved.
Mr. Qin was obedient, smiled and took Mo Zhenzhen to visit his collection room.
Mr. Qin likes to collect ancient jewelry.
From jade pendants and crowns worn by men to mother-of-pearl earrings worn by women.
If these things weren't already dead, if Mr. Qin wasn't already dead, exposure would be enough for him to stay in prison until he dies.
There are so many things, one of them is considered the same, they are all antiques.
And nine times out of ten, they are things from the tomb.
Mo Zhenzhen listened to Mr. Qin's introduction like a novice. She tried touching everything, but there was no reaction.
Mr. Qin was an old man and might not have understood what Mo Zhenzhen wanted at first. After he introduced a few things and Mo Zhenzhen got started, he could tell that she was looking for something.
Mr. Qin didn't know about system game tasks. He just thought that Mo Zhenzhen was worried about him and wanted to find something related to him to hold in her hand, such as the obsession of the resentful ghost.
Mr. Qin also has this thing, which is possessed by ghosts, but now that he is a ghost, this thing has little effect on him.
Mr. Qin introduced it calmly while weighing the pros and cons in his mind. After the introduction was almost complete and Mo Zhenzhen still had no special reaction, Mr. Qin knew that he could not delay it any longer.
He didn't hesitate much and introduced Mo Zhenzhen with a smile.
"Miss Mo, what do you think of my crutch?"
Mr. Qin's crutch is made of an old sandalwood heart. It is smooth and straight and looks nothing special.
In fact, this thing is very valuable. It is Mr. Qin's favorite thing, and it is also something he has carried with him since he was forty years old.
Mo Zhenzhen didn't say much. Smart people never need to say much.
The crutch was brought to her, so she reached out and touched it.
[Congratulations to player Mo Zhenzhen for finding the relic of the deceased - the crutch. Mo Zhenzhen found extra mission items, silver coins +10]
Another announcement soon followed.
[Congratulations to player An Gonghui for finding the deceased's relic - wallet. An Gonghui found extra mission items, silver coins +10]
At this moment, another way to make money opens!
Do you want to earn money by finding relics?
This question directly crosses the minds of all players (except An Qiao and Zhao Hai), and the choices of players are also very different.
Mo Zhenzhen thought for a moment and then rejected it.
It's easy to make money, but what she needs most now are props and skills.
As for money, she had another option.
Mo Zhenzhen made up her mind and stopped, then looked at Mr. Qin and said something.
"I come from a big family, and our family honors many ancestors."
Mr. Qin didn't understand what he suddenly said. At the same time, he didn't know what Mo Zhenzhen thought of his crutches, so he could only say it in a complimentary way.
"I see, Miss Mo has an extraordinary temperament at first glance. She is indeed a girl that can only be raised by a big family."
Mo Zhenzhen smiled and then continued.
"The zombie in red ran out. It is a hidden danger after all. If the old man can help the country solve her, the country will definitely be grateful to you."
"this……"
Mr. Qin didn't understand the meaning of Mo Zhenzhen's words at first, but after thinking about it, he remembered the term merit again, and then he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
Merit is just a legend. Whether you want to do this or whether you want to find an afterlife for yourself requires careful consideration.
But Mo Zhenzhen's next words gave Mr. Qin a particularly big blow.
"The country will never forget those who benefit the people. If you can enter the Martyrs Cemetery in the future, or get some recognition for the national destiny, etc. These ghosts are also different, just like my ancestors, the officials and ordinary people The ghosts are all different. Not only are the incense they usually receive different, but the amount of things they receive is also different."
Mo Zhenzhen looked at Mr. Qin with a smile, her eyes burning, as if these words had entered his heart.
"The ancestors are ranked first, and the first incense you take is the first to be admired by future generations and will be the incense for generations to come. If this ghost achieves this level, it won't make any difference whether he is alive or dead."
At this moment, Mr. Qin could be said to be crazy.
"I..." Mr. Qin thought he was a ghost, and his voice was still hoarse at this moment. "I broke up with the family because of Jing. Back then..." Mr. Qin didn't finish his words, but he already knew it in his heart.
As for Mo Zhenzhen, she smiled and completed what Mr. Qin had left unfinished.
"Death is like a lamp going out. No matter what happened in the beginning, I think with Mr. Qin's reputation, many future generations will be willing to invite you back."
Mr. Qin swallowed unconsciously, his eyes suddenly brightened incredibly.
When people get old, they always have the thought of recognizing their ancestors and returning to their roots.
Especially now that they are all ghosts and the entire Qin family has been wiped out. Mr. Qin doesn't want to lead his entire family as lonely ghosts, so he must be looking for someone to support him.
Mo Zhenzhen's words opened up new ideas for Mr. Qin, and following her words, Mr. Qin also had more ideas.
After so many years of ups and downs in the business world, Mr. Qin has experienced a lot of things and people's hearts.
He knows that relying on the conscience of the people is nonsense, but the government and the country are a good source of support.
He used to be a businessman, and getting too close to government officials could easily cause trouble. Over time, he got used to it.
But now Mr. Qin has different ideas.
Do you want to vote for this?
It is said that the brave will be starved to death and the timid will be starved to death.
The older he gets, the more he wants to seek stability, but now Mr. Qin has an adventurous mind.
Mr. Qin took a deep breath and said after a long while.
"I heard that there is an officer among the people coming this time. I wonder if Miss Mo can help introduce him?"
Mr. Qin's words seemed to have made up his mind to do something. The other Qin family members, who had been silent all this time, were a little upset when they heard the meaning, but were quelled by the sound of Mr. Qin's cane hitting.
Mo Zhenzhen looked at Mr. Qin with a smile, but she was observing Mr. Qin's children from the corner of her eye.
"Old man, there are some things that you cannot regret. If you are half-hearted in the middle, your credit will be compromised."
Mo Zhenzhen's words meant something. Mr. Qin was such a smart man. Looking around, he saw all the little actions of his descendants. His eyes darkened, and his eyes were still on his descendants, but his words were different. It was said to Mo Zhenzhen.
"Don't worry, Miss Mo, I am sincere in my cooperation. If someone wants to drag the entire Qin family into trouble, I will definitely not spare him."
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"Will it work? This thing looks a little troublesome."
Zhao Hai pinched his nose and retreated, retreating into the bloody room behind him.
The corridor now is filled with gray-black mist, which is the result of the dirty blood being splashed on the seal, and the seal evaporating the dirty blood.
The filth has been purified, but the stench of mist makes people want to die.
Zhao Hai was so smoked that he rolled his eyes. In the end, he had no choice but to separate Li Xuan, weakening the sensitivity of his five senses. Only then could he be alive again.
An Qiaozhen squatted on the ground and was still dying. He was so stimulated that he shed tears. He finally raised his head and saw that his makeup was all gone.
In fact, their approach is still very useful. The original golden seal has now weakened a lot, and even the edges of the Sanskrit characters are blurry.
But An Qiaoxuan and Zhao Hai couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to do it again.
An Qiaozhen tried to climb down using her hands and feet. She didn't want to stay on this floor anymore, but Zhao Hai grabbed her ankle with a flying swoop and stopped her from running away.
"Come back here! It's your turn, don't lie!"
"Let go! Let me go! I won't go out!"
"No, we agreed to do it one person at a time! Hurry up!"
"Uuuuuuuuuah, let me go! I want to quit the game!"
"Oh, you quit when you said you wanted to quit, then my sacrifice was not in vain! Don't lie, if you dare to cheat, I will fight you to the death!"
As he said that, Zhao Hai had another prop card in his hand, threatening An Qiaozhen that if she didn't pour dirt on the sealing array, he would, and she would be smoked to death!
This threat is really not smart, but An Qiaoxuan is really afraid of it if he can't stand it.
