Director Ma meets a ghost

Director Ma looked at Feng Yi who was floating in the air, and said helplessly, "You can really cause trouble!"

Feng Yi slept in the car, and then he heard Director Ma's voice, rubbed his eyes and woke up.

"Ah!" He was so frightened that he hurriedly lay down on the chandelier on the ceiling, "Damn, how come I'm in the sky?"

Director Ma laughed and said, "You will fly back, what are you afraid of at this height?"

Feng Yi let go of the chandelier and said solemnly, "This is two different things."

Director Ma ignored him, walked to the sofa and sat down, and took out the wooden box that Director Wang had given him.Dark brown nanmu, square and smooth to the touch, like metal.He opened the box curiously, and there was a green finger wrench lying quietly in the soft down.

Director Ma couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He thought that Director Wang was going to commit a crime against the wind, and gave some valuable things in the name of gifts.But how is this possible? According to the size of the official positions between myself and Director Wang, even if it is a gift, it should be the other way around.

Thinking of this, he smiled in relief, this Wang Jianling has learned a lot of tricks outside.

This ring finger is not as thick as usual, with some fine patterns carved on it, it looks like a ring made of jasper.Director Ma subconsciously rubbed his ring finger, where he used to carry the wedding diamond he bought for 2000 yuan. Some time ago, he didn't know where he lost it. Maybe Wang Jianling bought it because he noticed that he didn't wear a ring.

Feng Yi floated down gently.After more than half a day of training, he seems to have become proficient in the technique of flying, but he still thinks that he will be affected by gravity, and he must float close to the ground to be stable.

"Tsk, are you giving this for your birthday now?"

"Then what do you give?"

Chief Ma was not used to carrying heavy objects, so he put this away and put it in the desk drawer.

"I'm a scholar, so most of the gifts I give are the Four Treasures of the Study, the Four Books and Five Classics. If you feel something in your heart, you can also write an article as a gift."

Director Ma thought of something and said with a smile, "Seeing that you are not young, has any girl given you anything?"

"This, I am a serious person."

Feng Yi turned his face away, and saw a photo frame beside Director Ma's desk, in which a woman with short hair was covering her mouth and snickering.He was dumbfounded, and slowly floated to the table for a closer look.

Director Ma noticed his movements, and his mood suddenly darkened.

It was the only photo he took of his wife, and the thin dust on it reminded him how long he hadn't cared.Leaving aside the photos, he couldn't even remember his wife's appearance, but only remembered that her teeth were very straight and white, as if they were shining under the sun.

Director Ma suddenly panicked, it turned out that he was also this kind of person.

I have to admit that time is a scary thing.

Feng Yi moved his face closer, Director Ma heard his slight gasp, "I've never seen such an exquisite portrait before, it's amazing!"

Director Ma didn't bother to explain.

He had the habit of taking a nap, so he didn't want to rest now, and wanted to send this plague god away quickly.

Director Ma took the car keys, "Let's go, I'll take you to find someone."

The two came to the police station in the county, and the policeman greeted Director Ma enthusiastically. After finishing the household chores, he said that the files were not with him and they were going to the police station in the city.

Director Ma drove three hours to the city, and he was told that there were only recent population files, and that the ancient ones had to be found in the archives of the museum.

Director Ma pulled the clerk over and whispered, "Be honest, can this be found?"

The man looked at him and held out a finger.

"Sure"

The clerk shook his head, "One percent hope."

Director Ma asked again, "What if you become a Jinshi? Wouldn't it be easier?"

The clerk sighed, "There are so many people named Chen Zhongqiu and so many Jinshi, do you find it easy?"

Director Ma thought about it, this is not easy to say, and it can be easy to say.

While speaking, Feng Yi poked his head in, "Where is the museum you mentioned?"

"We don't have any here, you'd better go to Beijing to look for them, there are many."

Feng Yi said gratefully, "Then where is Beijing?"

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Director Ma pulled Feng Yi over, "Don't ask, I know a place where I can definitely find your nephew." After speaking, he tugged on his sleeve and led him out.

Feng Yi was so light that he almost didn't let him float up. He was so frightened that he pulled down his robe vigorously. "Brother Ma, slow down, what are you talking about?"

"Let me ask you, didn't your father go to the temple to ask for the jade pendant for you?"

"Ah."

"Where is that temple and what is it called?"

"It's the Town God's Temple in Mangshan, Luoyang." Feng Yi thought for a while, then hesitated, "Maybe it's the Guandi Temple in Baiyun Mountain. I, I don't know."

Director Ma patted him on the shoulder, "It's in Luoyang anyway, right? We searched from hill to hill. If the temple is gone, we'll look for it from the big local families. If your nephew is up-to-date, he should stay as well." Do you have a house?"

Feng Yi lowered his head, and fiddled with the braid in his hand again, "Brother Ma, you are a good person, but this method is too frustrating. I promise I won't make things difficult for you, so naturally I will do what I say."

Director Ma didn't expect Feng Yi to say that, this ancient man is really dead-tempered.

He rolled his eyes, "Then what do you say?"

Feng Yi's pale hand took his arm, and the fingertips carried a biting chill that ordinary people didn't have, which made Director Ma tremble.

Feng Yi frowned tightly and said, "Can you borrow some money?" Feng Yi didn't dare to look at Director Ma, and his voice became more and more emboldened.

"What do you want money for?"

Director Ma has a long-term mind. The news channel broadcasts the tricks of scam gangs every day. This guy is probably here to cheat money.

"I want to buy a horse, and the rest will be used as travel expenses." Feng Yi stretched out three bloodless fingers, "Not much, just three taels of silver."

"...Do you want to find it alone?"

"Exactly, to be honest, I have traveled from Luoyang for dozens of days, and if I don't meet a store, I have to eat and sleep in the open. I really don't dare to bother Brother Ma to endure such a journey."

Director Ma was very helpless, he wanted to laugh but couldn't, so he twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly.

"First, money is not easy to use now. Second, you need a license to ride a horse. Third, we have a means of transportation called a train..."

Feng Yi opened his mouth wide, and said a word for a long time, "Huh?"

Director Ma didn't expect him to understand, so he picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Xiao Chen, book me two tickets to Luoyang... Oh yes, tomorrow. Also, I'll lend you your ID card... Don't do anything, I'll give it to you when I come back."

Seeing that Feng Yi was still staring at him in a daze after hanging up the phone, Chief Ma said, "Do you still want to ask me what I'm holding?"

Feng Yi nodded.

Director Ma finally laughed, "Why should I tell you, you are a dead man."

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