"The thing is like this. There have been more and more inhumane cases during this period. No more than in the mainland, the smelly people here always do weird things. In the past, something happened occasionally. These few I don’t know what those stinky evil gods and ghosts are all about in the past month, but they will answer whatever they ask for.”
Brother Zhang burst into laughter when he heard the pop, and almost spit out the drink in his mouth.
"They agreed, but the idiot who asked the gods couldn't do it. After all, it became a case at hand for us. You are here. If you don't come, I may have to go to the mainland in a few days. I asked Brother Long for help." Shen Yun leaned on that self-deprecating smile: "I really have no choice. Those ghosts are getting more and more evil and powerful. In the past, they could kneel down and call daddy with a palm thunder. , now I’m almost burning with holy fire, and they can still fight me for a few rounds.”
After Chen Yun finished speaking, he reluctantly picked up the cup and took a sip. Then he slumped on the chair and paused for a long time. Then he looked back at Wugen Shui, who had been silent all this time: "Who is this?"
"Hello, Mei Junsheng."
"Hello, hello, I've seen you for a long time." Shen Yun said with a smile, "It was you in the inquiry room just now...right?"
"Um."
"Master." Shen Yun exclaimed greatly: "I saw an afterimage flashing past, and all my people fell down."
Wugenshui chuckled: "I'm not an expert."
"Brother, you are a bit too modest. You are not even a master. How many masters are there out there?" Shen Yun touched his chin and looked at Wugen Shui, and then said: "Brother, if you meet a Can the zombies win?"
Isn't this insulting? Wugenshui Zaicai is also a person who can enter the Thirty-Two Corpse Execution Immortals. His poor fighting ability is compared to the Twelve Spirits and other Corpse Execution Immortals. Zaicai Zaicai is also the No. 1 person in the world. A first-tier warlock.
Zombies? In his eyes, the kind of jumping zombies raised with simple spells are no different from grasshoppers. As long as they don't reach the realm of Drought Demon, they are all dead to Wugenshui, the Chinese version of the necromancer.
Among the corpse-resolving immortals, the dead soul technique Qinglingzi is undisputedly number one. The second and third ones are either Bee Gathering or Rootless Water anyway.
Fengju is good at controlling corpses, and Rootless Water is good at controlling souls. The two are probably on equal footing, but no matter what, they are not comparable to just one zombie.
"Who are you looking down on?" Xiao Ma sneered: "I, Brother Shui, am also a first-class warlock in the world. Although my specialty is not fighting, I am definitely not someone that even cats and dogs would dare to provoke."
Wugenshui just smiled shyly. He did not deny it, but he also did not say anything big. After all, it was true that he was not good at fighting, and it was also true that he was the best warlock in the world.
"Okay... I'm blind." Shen Yun raised his glass: "I'll punish myself with one drink."
During the whole meal, Shen Yun was trying to please and flatter everyone. Anyway, he was trying his best to please Brother Zhang and the others.
After finishing the meal and paying the bill, he immediately started squirming as if he was holding back his urine.
"I know, I know, I haven't forgotten anything." Xiao Ma rolled up his sleeves: "But I have to send the boss back to rest first."
"Ah? Brother Zhang is going back?"
"What? Are you looking down on me?" Xiao Ma pinched the back of Shen Yun's neck and said, "You little bastard has become more capable."
"No, no... Brother Ma, Brother Ma, loose... loose... it hurts..."
Xiao Ma snorted coldly and let go of his hand, and then he said: "It's not your turn to do something for this piece of shit, okay? If you want him to follow, wouldn't it be like using anti-aircraft cannons to kill mosquitoes?"
"That's not what I meant. I just meant that Brother Zhang is here. It's actually quite interesting to show him the unique Hong Kong city culture. Although Kowloon Walled City is gone now, there are still subdivided houses and cage houses. This place has its own characteristics and is worth experiencing.”
"Using other people's pain to show your superiority?" Xiao Ma smiled and said, "You have been in this hellish place for a long time, and your heart has become broken."
"That's really not true. Alas...it's interesting to say that people in places like this like to seek medical treatment in a hurry, but then have no way to repay their wishes. The poorer the place, the more likely it is for things to happen."
"Are there any wealthy areas?"
"Yes, but I'll tell you this." Shen Yun shook his head and smiled: "It's also rampant in rich areas. They use those things to make a lot of money, but there are always ways to get what they want, so most people are fine. , and the poor may only be promised a meal, but they can't even afford to pay back the meal. If you say they are not unlucky, who is unlucky?"
Xiao Ma also laughed helplessly: "No wonder Mouse always says that only the proletarians of the world can unite to save the world. This is quite straightforward."
"Hahaha..." Shen Yun also laughed: "Brother Mouse is right."
In the end, Brother Zhang followed him. He was idle anyway, and even if he didn't have to do anything, it was still good to see the customs and customs that Chen Yun said.
Afterwards, they drove to Sham Shui Po, a dozen kilometers away, under darkness. Although it was already late at night, the noise and chaos around them still surprised people.
It was the first time for Brother Zhang to come to this kind of place. All his impressions of Hong Kong were concentrated in Hong Kong dramas, but Hong Kong dramas rarely described the chaos of his current position in detail.
Most of this place is old buildings, but it is far from a place like Chang'an Lane. Chang'an Lane is full of life, and the poor and the poor live leisurely. It is like a peach blossom garden in a metropolis. After entering, you can feel To an old-fashioned time, the radio, the old banyan tree and the sunset can form a song.
But when he came here, Brother Zhang could immediately feel a kind of overwhelming depression and despair, as well as an inconspicuous struggle submerged in despair.
Narrow and dark alleyways, with sewage flowing across them. Even in the middle of the night, the streets are still brightly lit, with cluttered signboards, rows of light boxes and women wearing sexy clothes, all gathered here to create an uncomfortable prosperity.
Because the buildings are very close together, it seems very stuffy here, and there are all kinds of noises around. When you look up at the sky, you can only see a small section of sky that looks like the mouth of a well between the densely packed buildings.
Perhaps because there is no sunshine all year round, even though there are many people here, there is no open and comfortable feeling at all.
"There's nothing to see in this place."
After parking the car, Shen Yun walked a long way before finding Brother Zhang and the others. He said hello and took them into a building.
After entering, the darkness and crowding inside seemed to exceed Brother Zhang's imagination. He did not expect that such a place would exist in Hong Kong, which is known as one of the most prosperous areas in the world.
Stifling heat, suffocation and crowding together constitute the main theme here. Although most of the surrounding residents are already asleep at this time, those who are not sleeping are sitting in the corridor to avoid the crowding in the room.
Looking through an open door, it can be seen that four or more people live in a room that is only five or six square meters at most.
Shen Yun put on his sunglasses again, and with the suit he was wearing, he didn't get into any trouble along the way. After all, the people who traveled around this place wearing suits, ties, and sunglasses were either Asir or Abiao. All in all, they are people who are not easy to mess with. The people who live in this place neither want to get into trouble with Ah Shir nor A Biao.
Brother Zhang carefully observed everything around him, and the pictures here deeply shocked him.
It doesn't matter whether he is ignorant or fussy, at least he still has no way of understanding what makes these people willing to huddle in such a place.
"Boss, in fact, there is no such thing as purgatory. The human world is already a purgatory." Brother Ma came close to Brother Zhang and whispered, "The life we are complaining about may be what others dream of."
Brother Zhang nodded and said with a wry smile: "I just thought about it for a moment, whether I can change the world with my ability. Then I thought about it and thought no. Because maybe only great people can change this world. Change it."
"Well, it's easy to destroy it, but it's too difficult to change it." Xiao Ma also laughed: "What the hell are these human sufferings?"
Of course, everyone in their group is qualified to sympathize with the people here, because whether it is Xiao Zhang, Xiao Ma or Wu Genshui, they will all be in the past, present or future. It must be an existence that is beyond the reach of most people.
Even excluding Brother Zhang, people like Shijie Xian and Twelve Spirits will basically be the eternal scholar-bureaucrat class, and their innate abilities will make it impossible for them to feel this kind of pain.
"Oh, everyone, now is not the time to sigh. There are people like this everywhere in the world." Shen Yun was very open-minded and said with a smile: "Follow me."
They arrived at the top floor of this honeycomb-like house. Generally speaking, the people living on this floor are basically human beings. Because the climate in Hong Kong is sultry and hot, living on the top floor is basically like living in hell, with air conditioning and air conditioning. Don't put too much hope in it, because overloading of aging wiring may cause a power outage or even a fire in the entire building, so landlords usually destroy the air conditioner or dismantle it directly.
You can imagine what a nightmare the top floor would be.
However, the top floor is quite clean now. No one lives here anymore. There are only two people on duty from the Ninth Serious Case guarding the stairwell. When they saw Shen Yun coming, they quickly got up to say hello.
"You still have people guarding you?"
Xiao Ma asked curiously: "Have all the people on this floor been cleared?"
"We didn't clear it, they moved it away themselves." Shen Yun sighed helplessly: "Can you believe it, even the people who live in this kind of dog house can't bear the food here."