I'm not mentally ill

32. On how many pots the dean has carried

A few crows floated across the sky, with elegant postures, gorgeous dances, and crisp voices, taunting Ling Yun and the others mercilessly...

Seeing Ling Yun and the others take out their ID cards, Li Xiaomo couldn't help laughing and said, "Don't you know that this can be customized? In fact, it can be done without soliciting hatred."

After finishing speaking, he smiled at the uncle and said, "Thanks for your hard work, uncle, then we will leave first."

The uncle also seemed very happy: "Be careful when you go out, and remember to protect yourself from the sun."

Ling Yun silently took out his ID card, then shook it slightly, and walked out of the gate silently with the uncle's expressionless face.

When he was going out, Ling Yun suddenly heard a mechanical sound. He turned his head and saw that several workers were knocking on the signboard of the future nursing home.

What's going on here, have all the signboards been removed...

No wonder I can't find this place online. Does the name mean that you can change it if you change it?

Madness walked over curiously and asked: "What are you doing, did the dean tell you to do it?"

A person replied in the same doubt: "We don't know either, it's just that the superiors suddenly handed over to us, saying that this place is going to be changed into the 'Future Glory Academy', I lived most of my life before I realized that nursing homes can be into a school."

Thinking of the dean's inexplicable wake-up bell test that day, Ling Yun felt a headache.

This is going to turn this place into a school, but how many people can be admitted in this way.

Ling Yun suddenly had a guess in his mind, could it be that he wants to recruit all people with awakening potential?
……

The crowd thumped and started on the road. There was no bus passing by the place they were going this time, so the few of them took a taxi directly. Anyway, there was a full 1000 yuan in expenses this time, so why save it.

People who work in the taxi industry are all invisible bosses, no matter whether you are human or not, they can send you to your destination. Obviously, even people who look like crazy and endlessly wave directly on the road, There are still a large number of people parking and carrying passengers.

The driver said this: "We have picked up a lot of passengers over the years, like people who disappear from passers-by, people whose faces are covered with blood when they turn around, and people who pass through the door directly, like you They're all decent people."

Ling Yun is about to kneel down to this driver...

But this is far from the pinnacle of this industry. Today's passengers are female ghosts, tomorrow's passengers are souls, and the day after tomorrow they are cultivators. This is the normal state of this industry.

Therefore, the current industry competition is still very fierce. You must be familiar with the chat methods of all walks of life. For example, if you meet your passenger who has just passed away, then you can ask some more comfortable topics.

For example: "The beautiful scenery of our hometown, the number of years of driving by yourself."

Some topics cannot be asked, such as: "Brother, what did you like to eat when you were alive, but unfortunately you won't be able to eat it in the future."

"Brother, how did you die?"

As soon as these questions were asked, he died on the spot.

Hearing Ling Yun say where they wanted to go, the driver quickly found the topic. He frowned slightly and said in a puzzled tone, "Do you think the people there are weird? It's an urbanized society now. Demolition is a matter of time, and it's not that you won't be subsidized, or you will become the second generation of demolition, and you won't have to struggle for the rest of your life."

The driver seemed to think that those people were unreasonable. While driving proficiently, he still kept talking: "But, almost all the local people refused, saying that the ancient civilization cannot be bullied, so this matter has been stranded."

Crazy endlessly watched the surrounding scenery pass by his eyes little by little, but it was surprisingly quiet.

Li Xiaomo felt that this topic was quite interesting, of course, on the one hand, he might not want to embarrass the driver, so he asked: "I heard that this can be mandatory."

The driver nodded: "It is indeed possible, but the problem lies here. It seems that several groups of people have gone to the village, but there is no problem when looking at the village from a distance, but once you get closer, you will find that the person who approached disappeared directly. People are going to be stupid when they hear about it.”

"It seems that they survived by eating dirt."

Li Xiaomo pretended to be surprised and exclaimed: "That's it, it's scary."

The driver thought so.

Ling Yun felt that this might have something to do with what happened to them this time, so he took up the conversation: "Can the people in there come in and out freely, for example, is it okay for them to bring themselves in?"

The driver paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about it. For a qualified driver, he knows everything.

"The people in the village are fine, but someone has tried it. If you go in with the people in the village, they still hold each other's hands, but..."

The driver made a trick on purpose, which is also a kind of speaking skill, but he saw that the girl was expressionless, so he felt that it was meaningless, so he continued:
"I heard that when that person turned around once, he found that the person holding him had only a dry arm left, so no one in this village dared to try it."

Ling Yun nodded, indicating that he knew.

At this time, they had already arrived at their destination. From a distance, the village seemed to be shrouded in a mist, and some outlines could be vaguely seen, but they could feel a cold atmosphere.

A few peach blossoms were planted at the entrance of the village, dancing under the breeze, sometimes rising, sometimes falling, rolling and surging in the mist, like a beautiful scene, but also seems to be just an illusion.

Ling Yun is a bit lost...

No matter how you look at this posture, there is a problem, right?

He just looked at it with his "bright eyes and golden eyes", and it does have a strong star power. The mottled stars surging in the mist, like children, are jumping and cheering inside, looking very beautiful, as if Just like guarding this place, there is no malicious news.

It's like hiding your own treasures and the gorgeous scenery with your own black coat, pure and immature.

After the driver parked the car, he took a second look at the village. Maybe even if he couldn't see anything, the fog alone seemed more attractive.

After the driver left, a figure suddenly came out from the side, smiled at Ling Yun and the others, "Hello, I'm Long Aotian!"

Ling Yun looked at the person who appeared suddenly, wearing a black coat, with a slightly serious face, short cropped hair, and deep eyes, but it seemed to hide a sharp feeling.

Ling Yun smiled: "Isn't it Mr. Xiao Liang?"

The man shook his head slightly, "During the mission, I am Long Aotian."

Looking at this person who was completely different from the photo, it was surprising that Ling Yun and the others didn't feel any surprise.

It seems that the dean has a lot of blame...

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