Daoism catches ghosts [Rebirth]

After Lin Xingzhou went to the Public Security Bureau for a "day trip", nothing happened to him. Wei Zhi said that if he didn't arrange tasks for him in the near future, the system would really be silent.

It was rare for him to be free for a while—this time coincided with his "gap period". The last comic book was finished for more than a month, and he had no plans to start the next one. If it wasn't for this, he would I will not obediently go for surgery.

However, Mr. Lin couldn't rest his paws, and his whole body would itch if he didn't touch a pen all day. He took advantage of his spare time to make some appointments on Weibo to earn some extra money for himself.

At this moment, he was listening to the song and scribbling on the board. He felt that he was a little absent-minded. Based on the principle of "don't concentrate and don't write", he simply suspended his work and touched his left wrist.

At some point, there was a strange pattern on the inside of the wrist—a black cross less than one centimeter long, like a plus sign.

This thing couldn't be washed off at all. He suspected that Wei Zhi got it when he drew a deed on his palm that day. He wanted to ask the other party what the pattern was useful for, so he asked Lingsuo for his contact information.

As a result, Ling told him that contacting Mr. Wei was by telepathy, and that Mr. Wei's phone card might be "made on Mars", and it was out of service area 364 days a year, and the only day it was there was April Fool's Day on Earth.

So Lin Xingzhou had no choice but to give up, and unilaterally communicated with him, but he did not have enough skills to get a reply.

He sighed silently, and began to wonder if the other party jumped out of Two-dimensional, and the dimensional wall blocked his mobile phone signal.

Then he shook his head, thinking that he might be a little dazed.

At this moment, Lin Xingzhou suddenly remembered the USB flash drive that Wei Zhi gave him, plugged it into the computer, and found that there was only one compressed file in it, and the file name was casually typed with "0". He decompressed it and saw the contents inside. Immediately froze.

The files of several G are all manga manuscripts, and without exception, all of them are from "Lin Qi" himself-it is his manga that has been serialized for nearly three years and finally unfinished!

Why is this thing in Wei Zhi's hands!

Lin Xingzhou gasped. He always thought that these manuscripts had been lost, and even planned to start over. This sudden surprise almost made his hands tremble.

But after thinking about it, these things will be completed in the next three years, so how did Wei Zhi get back the manuscript three years later when he was reborn three years later?Did he travel three years later, or did he travel three years later to the present?

Who is he?

Lin Xingzhou thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. He wanted to get in touch with the surname Wei even more, but he couldn't.

He really couldn't resist lighting a cigarette - the cigarette was also drawn with his talent, smoking is no different from ordinary cigarettes, but it doesn't hurt the body.

After smoking one, he finally calmed down, and his curiosity about this "magic old Wei" increased by 100%. He carefully put away the USB flash drive, and finally understood the meaning of "return it to its original owner".

He slowly scrolled the mouse wheel to look at the drawings one by one, with mixed feelings in his heart-it is not an exaggeration to say that these things are his life, he lives on this, and at the same time devotes all his heart and soul to his death.

"Lin Qi" is his pen name and also his nickname. There were eight dormitories in high school, he ranked seventh by age, and Lu Jie ranked eighth.When he registered his pseudonym, he had a brain twitch for some reason, so he used this nickname, and he never changed it.

He flipped back a little bit, and didn't notice that the playlist on the phone had finished looping through it. Seeing the increasingly crumbling painting style behind him, he couldn't laugh or cry.

He thought for a while, and decided to start revising the manuscript from three-fifths of the way. He had just backed up all the manuscripts when he heard the doorbell ring.

To say that although Lin Xingzhou is doing well on the Internet, he can count his friends in real life on one hand. There is no express delivery from him in the past two days, and his sister has no plans to go home. He really can't think of who it could be Come and knock on his door.

Could it be Wei Zhi?

With a bit of inexplicable expectation, he opened the door to have a look - the door was empty and there was no one there.

What the hell again?

He looked around suspiciously, but he didn't find half a figure, but put two mosquitoes in instead.Just as he was about to close the door, he suddenly lost his vision and saw something sticking behind the word "Fu" pasted outside the door.

He took it out and saw that it was an envelope, which contained a thank you letter and a red envelope. He roughly said that it was 1000 yuan in total.

There is also a note in the red envelope, which imitates the tone of a cat and writes: "The owner said that he doesn't know what you need meow, so I have to give you a red envelope meow~"

It turned out to be a thank you gift from the owner of the orange cat!

Lin Xingzhou was stunned for a moment, and then chased him out wearing slippers—the 1000 yuan was a little too expensive, and he just rescued the orange cat, so he really shouldn't have such a thank you.

He chased downstairs but failed to catch up with anyone, so he had to give up resentfully, read the thank you letter carefully, then smiled helplessly, and shook his head slightly.

I don't quite understand these "shit shovel officers", although he seems to be one of the "shit shovel officers" now.

Holding the envelope and going upstairs again, he was stunned when he saw the closed security door of his house.

I went out too hastily, and I didn't bring my keys or my cell phone.

Lin Xingzhou: "..."

He covered his cheeks as if he had a toothache, and knocked on the door without knowing what to say. He was depressingly thinking about asking someone to borrow his mobile phone to call the lock company, when the anti-theft door suddenly "clicked" and opened by itself.

Lin Xingzhou was dumbfounded, and looked through the crack of the door, only to realize that the door was not opened by himself, but by the cat.

The two cats were "stacking arhats" in an awkward posture. Lin Xingzhou was very suspicious that the white cat was probably made of "lazy". It could be as long as one meter when stretched, but it wanted to step on the black cat's back to open the door.In addition to sleeping, I usually bask in the moonlight, or sleep in the moonlight.

The white cat looked at him lazily with mandarin duck eyes, then shook its long fur, and walked away with elegant cat steps.

Lin Xingzhou raised an eyebrow, entered the room and closed the door behind him.

Mr. Lin who got the "windfall money" thought about it and decided to pay back the hospitalization expenses that Lu Jie borrowed from him first. At first glance, the 1000 yuan seems like a lot, but it seems like a drop in the bucket to cope with the expenses caused by illness.

The app no ​​longer arranged tasks for him, and even his spirit stopped. Lin Xingzhou quietly drew the draft for a few days, but still couldn't let Mr. Chen go, so he sent him a text message to ask about the situation.

As a result, he waited for a whole day with no response.

Lin Xingzhou inexplicably felt that something was wrong, so he called him again during the noon time after school, but the other party turned off his phone.

He couldn't help frowning, and called the other party several times at different times, but still prompted to shut down.

It stands to reason that a middle school teacher shouldn't be out of contact for such a long time. Lin Xingzhou recalled the ghost mark he saw on the other party last time. Taught in Quanshi No. [-] Middle School.

Lin, who didn't go out for nothing, picked and picked from his poor wardrobe, and finally got out of a suit that looked like that, and grabbed two handfuls of hair, and his whole person was inexplicably carrying a bookish air that seemed to be there. Like a college student who just graduated from a prestigious school.

It is strange to say that he is a person. It is clear that the clothes are ordinary clothes and popular styles. The average price is estimated to be three digits, but they are usually clean and tidy. If you tidy them up carefully, you can wear them flat A brand-name feeling.

Manager Lu once conducted some in-depth research on him, and finally came to a conclusion - I am afraid that in the final analysis, it is because of his appearance.

Lin Xingzhou looked in the mirror and was very satisfied with his "pretending to be tender" image. He consciously went out and wandered around to hook up a lot of girls on WeChat—even though he was not interested in girls.

But then he thought that in the next few months he might lose more hair than cats that change seasons, and he might even become bald, so he couldn't help but lamented for himself, feeling that God would not even give him the last dignity Keep.

He silently put away his "weapon" and talisman, and took the necklace that Wei Zhi gave him, and then checked his phone to make sure that Chen Daozhong still hadn't replied, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, turned and went out.