Horror: Play as Gojo Satoru and get Ghost Shadow Corps

(Ding! Please don't slander the system privately!)
Just as Lin Bei was complaining, the system voice in his head actually replied to Lin Bei's thoughts.

"Hey, forget it, the big deal is that I can do a few more weird things."

After all, Lin Bei put away the Desert Eagle.

"Well, can you help me? I can't seem to get up..."

Lin Bei looked back and found that the female TV ghost who had fallen on the ground was still lying on the ground and did not get up.

In fact, if one ignores the face of this female ghost, wearing a red cheongsam, she is simply a stunner at the level of a disaster. Both her figure and her voice are the best of the best.

It's a pity,,, this face is really,,, really hard to swallow.

Lin Bei snapped his fingers: "Dahei Xiaohei, help her up quickly."

Immediately after hearing Lin Bei's order, two ninjas from the Ghost Shadow Corps stood up and went to help the female TV ghost turn over.

Now that the system has admitted that he has subdued her, does it mean that she is no longer a threat to him?

The system voice sounded in Lin Bei's mind again:

(Yes, the host, the weirdness recognized by this system will never be able to betray the host!)
!!!

The system is too high!This is simply like walking to Mickey Mouse Wonder House while eating Mickey Mouse Corners with Mickey Frog Seeds! ——It’s wonderful!

The female TV ghost screamed, but Lin Bei still didn't know what her name was.

"By the way, what's your name?" Lin Bei turned his head and asked the female ghost who had climbed out of the TV.

The female ghost in red cheongsam who was rescued from the TV stood beside her, looking a little awkward. She folded her hands on her lower abdomen and replied, "My name is Jiu'er. From now on, it's fine for Master Lin Bei to call me Xiao Jiuer."

"Okay, Jiu'er, do you weirdos need to sleep?"

After hearing Lin Bei's question, Jiu'er hurriedly replied: "Uncle Lin Bei, we weirdos don't need to sleep under normal circumstances, as long as we still have enough energy in our bodies, we can maintain a vigorous state. "

Lin Bei held his chin with one hand, and said to Xiao Jiu'er: "Oh~~ Got it, don't call me Uncle Lin Bei from now on, but Teacher Lin Bei, do you understand?"

(Ding! The host's behavior conforms to Wujo Wu's behavior! Playing index +10!)
After Xiao Jiuer heard Lin Bei's request, although she didn't understand Lin Bei's purpose, she still replied obediently: "Okay, okay, Teacher Lin Bei."

"One more thing! Quickly teach these ninjas of the Ghost Shadow Corps under me how to work in the electronics factory. If there is any problem with their work, I will ask you!" At this point, Lin Bei's expression was extremely serious .

Xiao Jiuer: "??? What kind of strange request is this?"

Although Xiao Jiu'er, who was wearing a red cheongsam, expressed that she could not understand Lin Bei's thoughts, she knew that now she only had to obey Teacher Lin Bei's request!

"Okay, Teacher Lin Bei! Xiao Jiuer will definitely not let you down!"

Lin Bei looked at Xiao Jiu'er's face in front of him, and suddenly added another sentence: "Remember to buy a mask to wear in the future, or you, Mr. Lin Bei, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat in the future."

When he said this, Lin Bei looked serious.

(Ding! The host's behavior conforms to Wujo Wu's behavior! Playing index +10!)
Afterwards, Lin Bei sent Xiao Jiuer and the Ghost Shadow Corps outside, and asked Xiao Jiuer to teach them how to become an excellent electronics factory employee.

Fortunately, Lin Bei's Ghost Shadow Corps is Ghost Shadow Ninja, if it is Lin Bei's turn to go to the Claw Corps, Claw Shadow, or Hunting Pincer Corps, Pincer Shadow Corps and other ghost troop.

Their big claws and pincers really can't do this kind of delicate work.

Lin Bei looked at Xiao Jiuer who was wearing a red cheongsam outside the wooden house and was teaching a group of ghost shadow corps, feeling relieved for a while.

He has taken another big step forward from his dream of becoming a billionaire!

After Lin Bei looked back and saw the wreath and sandalwood in the living room, he suddenly slapped himself on the forehead.

"I almost forgot the business, I'm here today to give my grandpa the first seven!"

After all, Lin Bei immediately arranged for a few ninjas from the Ghost Shadow Corps to arrange wreaths, paper money, roast chicken and other dishes in the living room.

Afterwards, Lin Bei personally lit the candle and inserted the three lit sandalwood sticks on the incense burner.

Various delicacies such as roast chicken and beef are neatly placed on the ground.

The wreaths were placed behind the food and roast chicken, and the wine glasses on both sides of the food had been filled with rice wine.

Afterwards, Lin Bei slowly burned all the paper money he brought.

The candlelight flickered and the sandalwood wafted away.

He knelt before the censer and kowtowed gently.

No more, no less, just finished three buckles and nine bows.

When Lin Beixing finished three buckles, he suddenly felt light all over.

His fit with this body seems to have been raised to a new level again.

Even silkier than using his original body in the previous life.

In fact, when Lin Bei first crossed over, he had very poor control over this body, and he often had an obscure feeling when doing some intricate movements.

Even after seven days of running-in, Lin Bei felt that there was always a gap between his soul and this body.

But just now, after Lin Bei paid three prostrations and nine kowtows to his grandfather.

Lin Bei could feel that this body suddenly accepted him, and his consciousness and body were almost perfectly matched, an incomparable fit.

And when he makes movements, it will not be the same as before. No matter what he does now, he feels a sense of flow.

If it is said that Lin Bei had a 50-point delay in controlling his body to make movements before, then now Lin Bei's delay is infinitely close to zero!

"It's your last wish, did I fulfill it?" Lin Bei felt the changes in her body, Nan Nan said to herself.

A tear slowly fell from the corner of Lin Bei's eye.

Lin Bei knew that he was not sad, it was only Lin Bei's body that was sad.

He stood there in silence for a moment, then strode towards the bedroom.

Then, a burst of yin and yang frustration came from the bedroom.

Yesterday is gone,
The past is sad and happy when the smoke disappears.

Shed tears to pay homage to the old dream,
Sail lightly and sail the long river!
(Ding! The host's behavior conforms to Wujo Wu's behavior! Playing index +999!)
Lin Bei had already figured out the urinary nature of this system.

In other words, the role of Gojo Satoru is really easy to play.

Maybe it's because Lin Bei's character was very detached and a bit cheap.

Maybe it's because Gojo Satoru is a man who can't OOC no matter what he does.

That's why Lin Bei played Wutiao Wu so smoothly?

Or, a little bit of both?
After reciting a poem, Lin Bei stretched his waist a lot.

From today, he is the real owner of this body.

His career as a traveler in Lin Bei has just begun!

"Da Hei Xiao Hei! Help me brush my teeth and wash my face! Remember to wash my socks! Yes, remember to use Red Moon brand laundry detergent, I will use Red Moon brand laundry detergent, and use others to make my feet itch."

(Ding! The host's behavior conforms to Wujo Wu's behavior! Playing index +10!)
Lin Bei lay on the bed, smelling the familiar smell on the wooden bed, and looking out the window at the cemetery that hasn't changed much in more than ten years.

For some reason, his thoughts flew to his electronics factory again.

After I contract the electronics factory, I will no longer be short of money. What should I do then?
By the way, it seems that the contracted electronics factory also needs start-up capital?

What about the start-up capital?
And if you want to accommodate [-] ninjas of the Ghost Shadow Corps, it seems that you need a huge space to do it.

No, you can't let all the ghost ninjas of the Shadow Corps go to work.

I have to leave a part to protect my safety.

Responsible for brushing my teeth, washing my face, rubbing my back, and washing my clothes.

How much should I keep?Ten thousand?
No.

Ten thousand seems a bit much. . .

Five thousand is actually about the same. . . .

By the way, I seem to have added 999 points to the performance index just now? . . . . .

As the thoughts gradually dissipated, Lin Bei finally fell asleep slowly.