Looking in this strange space, everyone is transformed into a strange puppet, and even the voice changes.
Although I don't know the meaning of doing this, it just makes it convenient for me now, because no one has noticed that I am not that Lan.
"Are you in Jishui now? We are in Zhoucheng, and we have just discovered the traces left by the prince. He should have been here. Do you want to come and take a look together?"
At this time, one of the puppets spoke to me.
Hearing his words, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. These two guys should be the two companions that Lan told me were her companions who were coming to Jishui.
But now listening to what they mean, it seems that they have discovered something in Zhoucheng.
"Okay, you guys follow me first, I'll be there soon." I said directly to the two puppets.
We can't let them know about Lan's injury, otherwise these two guys will be messing around, which will cause some trouble, so I'll fool them first.
"Okay, let's look for it first. Come quickly!"
"Okay, I will leave as soon as possible." I nodded and said.
But after that, the two puppets made no sound anymore, and not long after, their figures slowly disappeared.
Seeing this, I was stunned for a moment, and then I thought that those two products must have been offline.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and then let go of the green stone in my hand.
The next moment, I walked out of that strange space and returned to the hotel.
Lao Dao and Duan Muqing looked at me with wide eyes. When I came to my senses, Lao Dao asked with a worried look on his face: "Boss, what happened just now?"
"It's nothing. This thing is the communication device they use to communicate. I just had a few words with her two companions." I said to the old man.
The experience just now was wonderful and made me feel very happy.
With this stone, I will be the first to know if there is any trouble with the law enforcement team in the future.
Anyway, in that weird space, everyone is a puppet, and even the voices have changed. No one will recognize that I am not Lan, so my identity will not be exposed.
While thinking about it, I put the stone into my pocket, and then asked Lao Dao to carry Lan to the car and go back to the shop first.
Back in the shop, I asked the old man to help Lan tidy up first.
After all, her body is now full of bloody holes, and it’s time to mend them with stitches.
She couldn't go to the hospital in this condition. Her heart was gone. No matter which hospital she was in, she was hostile to a corpse.
I asked Lao Dao to simply mend the wounds on her body with needle and thread. Whether she can survive or not depends on herself.
However, I have investigated and found that although this Lan's soul was severely damaged, she is not dead yet. I think she should be able to survive it.
Guys of their level will be noticed once they fall.
So I actually don't want her to die so soon. If she dies in Jishui, I will be in a lot of trouble.
It's good to be unconscious like this, and with the stone in my hand, I can pretend to be her and find out the secrets of the law enforcement team.
I arranged for Lan to move to the second floor. Everyone in the shop was now living in a nursing home, but two days later, Xiaobai also returned to the shop.
Of course, Xiaobai came back with my permission.
There were monsters in her nursing home, which made her feel very uncomfortable, and she couldn't sleep at all unless she slept with her owner.
Now Xiaobai is becoming more and more like a little girl, and she likes to be around me more and more.
Besides, Lan is already in a coma and doesn't know when he will wake up. It won't be a big problem for Xiaobai to come back to the shop.
I took a shower at night, then lay on the bed with my cute female zombie in my arms. I was falling asleep when my cell phone rang.
I was a little annoyed. I didn't know who called me so late. I picked up the phone and saw that it was Duanmuqing.
"What's the matter?"
I answered the phone and said angrily.
"Hey, Big Ear, what the hell are you doing?" Duanmu Qing's voice came from the phone.
"I'm going to bed, tell me if you have anything to say!" I yelled at him directly.
"Have a good sleep and go to my noodle shop quickly. There are a few ghosts going to the underworld today. I am not in the noodle shop. You can help me save them." Duanmu Qing on the other side said.
When I heard what this guy said, my nose almost became angry.
Damn it, I am the head catcher now, you are my undercover agent, your job is to save the ghosts, and now you want me to help, are you the head catcher or am I the head catcher!
I held my cell phone and wanted to scold Duan Muqing.
But the guy's voice came over again: "It's not that I'm lazy, it's that I started a live broadcast today. I'm in a nursing home now and can't get back. Today's profit is pretty good. Please help me deal with it first."
After hearing Duanmuqing's words, I swallowed back the words I had prepared to curse him.
So that’s what happened, that guy is live broadcasting today.
"Master, that guy Duanmu's live broadcast room is really popular. There are now more than 100,000 people." Xiaobai on the side was holding his mobile phone with an envious look on his face.
When I heard Xiaobai's words, the corner of my mouth twitched, and then I said to Duanmuqing: "It's just a matter of sending a few ghosts to the underworld. I can do this small thing. You can live broadcast with peace of mind, live broadcast with peace of mind."
I hung up the phone as I said that, then put on my clothes and walked downstairs.
Although it makes me feel uncomfortable to have to help Duanmu Qing to save his ghost at this late night, but now I don't have any resentment in my heart.
Because that guy Duanmu is live broadcasting, and the live broadcast room is extremely popular, so it’s all money!
I get a commission from his live broadcast. The more popular he is, the more I make. So I can't be angry. Who will I have trouble with money?
I came to Duanmuqing's noodle shop and smiled bitterly.
Making money is indeed very easy to satisfy people, but that guy Duanmu is now a shady person, a shady person who does not save ghosts, but has started live broadcasting.
I wonder how the guys from the Yin Division would feel if they found out, and whether they would directly expel a scum like Duanmu Qing from the Yin Division.
I shook my head, opened the door of Duanmuqing's noodle shop, and walked out.
"One bucket!"
"Twenty thousand..."
The room was pitch dark, but even so, the sound of mahjong kept coming, as someone was playing mahjong inside.
I frowned and glanced at the corner of the wall.
There was a mahjong table bought by Duanmu Qing, but it was rarely used. After all, Duanmu Qing didn't like playing cards very much.
In his words, he bought this thing out of curiosity and regretted it so much that the mahjong table has been gathering dust in the corner.
At this time, four young people were sitting in front of the mahjong table, throwing away the cards in their hands and picking up new ones.
It was pitch dark inside the noodle shop at this time, and normal people could not play mahjong at all. However, these four young people played the game to a very high level and were not affected by the light at all. Therefore, they were not ordinary people at all, but four
ghost!
I walked over, made a stool and sat down, looking at the ghost playing mahjong.
This scene has some significance. These four guys are hopeless. It really gave me a lot of experience to see how big their gambling addiction was in life and to continue gambling even after death.
After working as a ghost for so long, I have seen all kinds of ghosts.
For example, there are those who are reluctant to part with the world after death, some who wish to go to the underworld as soon as possible and swear that they never want to be human again in their next life, and of course there are those who are relatively calm and take life and death lightly.
But this is the first time I have seen someone come to Yinzai’s place after death.
Moreover, these four guys are not dry rubs, but they have vegetables.
There is a thick stack of Hades coins on the table in front of each of them, which are their gambling funds.
And when I heard them speak, their accent didn't sound like Jishui's.
This puzzled me a little, and I wondered, could it be that the underworld is in chaos now, and all the underworld in other places have been commandeered by the law enforcement team?
These four guys couldn't find anyone who could help them get into the underworld, so they came all the way here?
This is the first time I have seen such a gambling kid, and I find it quite interesting.
"Brother Yincha, why don't you come too?"
At this time, one of the kid turned his head and asked me.
"No, no, I don't know how. You can just play and I'll watch from the side." Oh said to the guy.
Although I really want to send these four guys off as soon as possible, and then I go home and sleep.
But there is no rush, and I haven’t seen such an interesting thing for a long time, so I decided to wait.
The four little guys saw that I had no interest in it, so they continued to rub it.
I lit a cigarette and watched them quietly from behind.
I saw them playing one game after another without any intention of stopping.
I smiled, knowing that they didn't really like rubbing rubbish that much, but that they had something to do, but they just couldn't tell me at the moment.
Seeing that these guys were about to start a new game, I really couldn't wait any longer. I thought to myself, if I didn't speak up, would these guys dare to play all night?
"Okay, stop playing, just tell me if you have anything to do." I yawned out of boredom, feeling that I owed a lot.
Instead of sleeping with my arms around the pretty female zombie, I went to this noodle shop and watched four little guys playing mahjong for a long time. This is not a debt.
After hearing my words, the four little guys were stunned for a moment, and then they all left the table and walked to me. The four of them knelt down in unison.
"Master Yin Chai, there are so many villains that have been dragging them into the underworld. I really have something that I want to ask Master Yin Chai for help!"
One of the four people looked at me and said to me.
I laughed a little, thinking how nice it would be to be so straightforward earlier, without having to make so many twists and turns.
I have sent many ghosts down there, and it is not uncommon for me to ask for help.
But it doesn't matter if you listen to it. As for whether to do it or not, it all depends on my own preference.
