Director Ma meets a ghost

It was a domestic flip phone that Director Ma had used a long time ago. It was square and thick, full of straight-male aesthetics.A few of the keys have had a coat of paint worn off, showing how much they have been used.

Director Ma clicked on the interface of the call record, and saw that the screen was full of a person whose remark was "Yixin Yiyi".

A group of Taoist priests leaned their heads together, "Tsk tsk tsk."

Director Ma blushed.This is his usual nickname of Koukou. When he changed his mobile phone, he made a note of it. He didn't expect that he hadn't changed it now, and it had been used by Feng Yi for so long.

"Ahem, Daoist Li." While talking, Director Ma showed him his cell phone, "Yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, Feng Yike called me, why don't you explain it?"

"This..." Li Chenfeng couldn't figure it out either.He kept the mobile phone as Feng Yi's relic and kept it in the lobby.What's more, there is no signal tower installed on Mang Mountain at all. All Taoist priests on the mountain who want to contact their families have to go down the mountain to borrow the village's public phone.

It's a good phone for the elderly, but it's still fine?

"What did he tell you?"

Director Ma scratched his head, "I didn't say anything, I just heard noises."

Li Chenfeng frowned and didn't say a word, Jing'er who stood beside him for a long time suddenly said, "There is only one possibility, the phone made the call by itself."

Director Ma asked in surprise, "How is this possible?"

"How about this, Pindao finds someone to escort you to a place with signal at the foot of the mountain, use your current mobile phone to call this mobile phone, and find out what is acting as a demon here."

"Success, let's do it like this." Director Ma was about to leave with stiff legs, but Li Daochang stopped him again, "It's getting late, it's not too late to go tomorrow."

"Hehe," Chief Ma licked his chapped lower lip, "Whatever the weather is, it's always been like this in your poor place."

Just as he was talking, there was an untimely ringtone of an incoming call in the lingering fragrance of the hall, Director Ma turned around, only to realize that it was his call.

It's Feng Yi...

Li Chenfeng reminded, "Hurry up!"

"Oh, oh." Director Ma pressed the button in shock, and heard that familiar voice.

"Brother Ma, you are here."

"Ah..." Director Ma felt his nasal cavity sour, and the quiet blood in his body began to flow hot again.

"I'm late." Director Ma held the phone and didn't know what to say first. Daoist Li anxiously asked loudly, "Xiao Feng? Is it really you?"

Feng Yi's voice on the phone sounded deep and magnetic, as if he was right in front of him. "Before the next battle, I attached a trace of blood essence to the mobile phone. Fortunately, it can still last until now. I... miss Brother Ma very much."

His voice gradually became lower and fainter, and Director Ma's heart trembled when he heard the indistinct snort. Why did it sound more and more like last words. "Xiao Feng, don't worry, I'll find a way for you, ah, you have to save some effort and wait for me."

"Brother Ma..." Feng Yi seemed to be extremely tired, and he paused before saying, "I haven't avenged my revenge, so you should burn my clothes, so as not to be contaminated with the remaining hostility."

"Okay, bah, I don't agree. Feng Yi, do you plan to never come out in this life?"

"My...this life is long gone, let alone..." With a beep, the phone was silent again, and there was no more sound.

Director Ma's eyes were red, and he looked at his phone unwillingly, but there was still no signal.He knew that Feng Yi was holding it firmly in his hands now, but how long could he hold on, and could he come out again.

Director Ma glared at Li Chenfeng, "You must have a way to rescue him. You made him like this, you have to be responsible."

"Ma Yixin, aren't you embarrassing the poor!" Li Chenfeng spread his hands, "Then Zhang Junyang will definitely come here to seek revenge after he recovers from his injury, but Shangqingguan can't even protect himself."

"That's right," Director Ma slapped his thigh, "Isn't Zhang Junyang still able to come out after being under the mountain for 300 years? If he can come out, Feng Yi can come out too."

"Oh, it's not the same thing, he is practicing evil skills and escaped into the devil's way..."

"Since this kung fu is so powerful, let Feng Yi also practice it! Hey, can he still find his cheat book?"

Li Chenfeng was so angry that his beard blew up, "You are simply unreasonable!"

Jing'er took a step forward and said, "Master, didn't Zhang Junyang specialize in blood to greatly increase his skill? This disciple thinks he can give it a try."

Li Chenfeng glared at him, "Are you crazy too? I don't even think about what era it is, where did you get so much blood?"

"...I can't get human blood, do you think animal blood is available?"

"...Success is success, but the blood quality of this animal is impure, and the demand is even greater. I'm afraid we won't be able to get so many in a while!"

"Hahaha!" Director Ma slapped his forehead and laughed heartily, tears streaming down his face, "Have you forgotten what we do?"

Li Chenfeng wondered, "...Aren't you the director?"

"Wrong, I am the director of the Animal Husbandry Bureau."

Director Ma and his team went down the mountain in the dark and rushed back to the bureau overnight.Director Ma called the various quarantine stations below, and said that the relevant departments had made a sudden inspection, and all chickens, ducks, pigs, and sheep would be temporarily detained even with their blood samples.

Carts of poultry and livestock were pulled over. Xiao Chen looked at the courtyard of the County Animal Husbandry Bureau, which was brightly lit in the middle of the night and chickens and ducks were screaming, thinking that he was still awake.

"Boss, what happened?"

"It's nothing serious. I've finished my work as the bureau chief. I want you to come over to celebrate."

"Oh... what?" Xiao Chen stared blankly at Director Ma, and without any hesitation, he ordered the driver to drive all the cars to the branch road of Zhongxin Street.There are few people on this road at night, so turn left at the end and you will arrive at the martyr's cemetery in the county, where Feng Yi's grave is.Director Ma felt that the time and place were right, so he sent someone to make peace.

"Okay, you all go back to sleep." Director Ma looked at Xiao Chen again, "You, go and find some cattle slaughterers for me, the more the better."

"Director, you have to tell me what you are going to do!"

Director Ma smiled mysteriously, "I've been here long enough, so I'm going to make a fool of myself today. Didn't he, Wang Jianling, say that I can't hide him? I want to see, I'm not the director, so give him back." How the hell do you care about me?"

The butchers were all butchers who lived nearby, and they came over in a short while.Li Chenfeng put a one-meter-thick vat in front of everyone, "The blood just drips into the vat, don't spill it out. Be careful to keep the blood alive, and forget it if it's dead."

Director Ma pulled him over and said, "Let me ask you, is there any sequelae this time?"

"Hey, hanging."

"Hey, hey, that's not what you said last time."

"Yes, but didn't you believe it last time?"

...That's all right, go all out.

Chief Ma rolled up his sleeves and grabbed a rooster from the car. "I'm sorry." A rusty smell suddenly overflowed from the kitchen knife in his hand.