Feng Shui: Opening Secret Nine Money Raising Corpse Caves

After seeing off all the old men, Lin Hui sat at the bottom of the dragon chair and carefully looked at this old man who was still caring about the Dragon Kingdom.

"Why? Do you think we are messing around like this?"

Lin Hui nodded honestly.

"Oh...you are young, you don't understand..."

The old emperor seemed to have many unexplainable reasons, and Lin Hui was unwilling to ask.

The old and the young just sat there without speaking for a long time.

"You can ask the Supernatural Bureau for assistance, they know your identity."

"What is my identity? Why don't I know it myself?"

Lin Hui looked at the old man blankly, and the old emperor patted his head angrily and said, "You are my apprentice, the next host of Fulong Temple."

Lin Hui was not convinced, but it's better not to be angry with the old man, if this guy stretched his feet, he would be guilty of a serious crime.

"Tch, you don't have more than 3000 apprentices yourself, who would take it seriously?"

Lin Hui, who muttered softly, scratched his head and left the small house.

When he got out of the house, he saw the tunnel next to him, and a gust of Yin Qi from the mausoleum blew towards him from the gloomy tunnel.

"hiss……"

Take a deep breath, the smell of earth.

"It seems that what the old man said about the imperial tomb really didn't lie to me. It is indeed possible to lead to the imperial tomb here... But why did the old man build such a house next to the tunnel leading to the imperial tomb?"

Shaking his head, Lin Hui, who was slowly groping his way out according to the memory when he came, did not notice that after he left, the old host stood by the wall at the door of the house and watched his leaving back.

"Boy, you are the only one who can help the Dragon Kingdom. I hope you can help me realize my wish in my lifetime."

It was already dark when Lin Hui arrived at the Supernatural Bureau. As soon as he arrived, he yelled loudly: "Who has anything to eat, I'm starving to death."

He is familiar with the members of the Supernatural Bureau now.

Especially those small captains who were promoted for their outstanding performance last time are now holding important positions in the Supernatural Bureau.

So now he doesn't say that he can walk sideways in the supernatural bureau, but no one dares to take care of him when he walks out of a pace that his relatives don't recognize.

"Hey, isn't this our Master Lin? It's been a hit lately. Come and sign with me first."

This guy speaks the local dialect, and Lin Hui knows him well.

"Mao Shiba, why do you still speak the local dialect? Didn't I tell you to learn authentic Mandarin in Binhai?"

"I can't learn it. Anyway, we just want to spend some time here. Recently, I heard that many seniors have left their jobs. You said it."

"What? This S plate is still on my head? The resignation of the disciples of your Xuanmen sect has a P relationship with me. You can't hit me with this plate."

Mao Shiba did not refute at this time, but pointed to the direction of the stairs.

At this moment, the leader of the Supernatural Bureau was standing solemnly on the stairs, waving to Lin Hui.There was no expression on his face, which made Lin Hui feel a little uneasy.

"Is this really my business?"

Asked Mao Shiba in a low voice, but got a vigorous nod from him.

"Oh...my mouth..."

Lin Hui patted his mouth, and then bid farewell to Mao Shiba, and followed the leader to the second floor of the Supernatural Bureau. In the director's room, the leader had been sitting down for a while, just staring at Lin Hui who was sitting opposite him, Not a word.

"Leader, you look like you want to eat people. Don't look at me like that. If you have anything to say, just say it. This is not the first time we have dealt with each other."

"Hmph... Did you say that if you join the system, it will affect your profound art realm?"

"Uh... It seems that I have said that before."

Lin Hui remembered that this was what he said when the leader invited him to participate in the Supernatural Bureau when Su Dingfang was rescued.

"Hmph... just because of what you said, now 60% of the sect disciples in my Supernatural Bureau have resigned, and now I am almost a bachelor commander."

Lin Hui is also a little embarrassed, this system does have too many constraints.

As a Xuangong practitioner, the most fearful thing is to be restrained, which is completely annihilating one's nature.

When he wanted to explain, the leader shook his hand like trying to repel mosquitoes and said, "Forget it, anyway, this is the way it is, and they have done their best for the country. At most, they should recruit a new group of people." .”

"No, leader, have you ever thought about the employment system or task system?"

"Hire? Mission?"

Lin Hui thought of the mission modes in the online games of his previous life. As long as a mission is sent out, players will come to pick up the mission. When the mission is completed, points will be given. When the points are enough, they can be exchanged for the equipment they want.

He roughly explained the advantages and disadvantages of these systems to the leader, and the leader made a decision on the spot to implement it immediately with the Binhai City Supernatural Bureau as a pilot.

"By the way, why did you come to me? You are an Internet celebrity and the emperor's capable apprentice now."

After dealing with his own headaches, the leader was now in the mood to care about Lin Hui's intentions, and when Lin Hui explained to him the emperor's thoughts again, the leader held his head on the table and thought about it for a long time.

"There are quite a lot of island people's records here, and each of them can be said to be a major case, a strange case..."

"Huh? Then you..."

Thinking that all the former staff of the Ghost Bureau had left, Lin Hui didn't continue talking.

"Let me take you to see it. If you see it, you will probably hate these islanders as much as the Supreme Emperor."

Follow the leader down the dungeon, and after turning a few turns, you come to an archive room.

This is a place where files are processed at low temperature all the year round, and you need to add an extra piece of clothing before entering.

"Hiss... you still send someone to guard this place in such a cold place? Who stole this thing?"

Lin Hui couldn't help criticizing the guards here.

At this time, the leader raised his lips lightly, showing a dragon king's bewildered smile and said: "There was no security before, but after those bastards came, we will arrange security."

"Bitch... an islander?"

Lin Hui was taken aback at this moment. What is stored here are only files. What are these islanders going to do?
But when he opened the file room and saw the contents of those dense file bags, he couldn't help being so angry that he wanted to tear up these filthy files in the world.

"Damn the islanders!"

Lin Hui cursed loudly, but got no response from the leader.

"What? You're jumping in a hurry? If you look at those inside again, won't your blood vessels explode?"

"Also... still?"

"Well, a lot..."

After visiting the file room with the leader all the way, Lin Hui was holding a file bag in his hand. The expressions of both of them were very unnatural, and the armed personnel guarding here were used to it.

This is angry, everyone who has been to this archive room has such an expression.

"This craftsman group, that's all... Craftsmen, craftsmen, I will make you into a bow..."