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In front of the dilapidated old building, a group of old men gathered under the big banyan tree as usual.

Lao Li was playing with two balls in his hands, and looked at the chessboard with a smile.

"Old Li," said the old man while playing chess, "what are you doing here?"

"You mean this?" Lao Li twirled the ball in his hand again, "Hey, my son brought it yesterday, and he said that it can improve blood circulation and make me live a long life, hahahaha."

"What's the point of living a hundred years," the old man muttered, "I want to live forever!"

"What did you say?" Lao Li was a little deaf, and asked again.

"Ah," the old man came back to his senses, "it's nothing, I said you have a good son."

"Come on," Lao Li smiled, "Your little apprentice is closer than your own son!"

The old man smiled and said nothing.

Shen Ye, he has raised that kid for ten years, and it's time for him to repay him...

That night, not long after the old man fell asleep, he began to dream.

Although he is old, he has always slept well, rarely dreams, and often sleeps until dawn.

But this night, for some reason, not only did he have a dream, but he also dreamed of Shen Ye's parents!

He dreamed that the two men were bleeding from wounds all over their bodies, and one of them approached him step by step with a long knife in his hand.

"Your surname!" Shen's father yelled angrily, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely horrified, "Kill for your life, live ten more years, today is your death day!"

"You old bastard!" Shen's mother stretched out her bony hand, revealing her sharp nails, "You killed us and lied to my Xiaoye, don't you feel uneasy for so many years!"

"Don't come over!" The old man's eyes widened in horror, "Don't come over! It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it was the Qin family who did it, go find the Qin family!"

He kept stepping back as he spoke.

Suddenly, with a "bang", the old man felt that his back hit something hard. When he looked back, he realized that he had retreated to a dead corner of a wall!

And Shen Ye's parents had already arrived!

"No!" The old man yelled, closing his eyes in despair.

But unexpectedly, the big knife didn't kill him directly, only fell on his shoulder.

Blood gushed out and splashed on his face, the old man turned pale from the pain, and felt that the tendons in his shoulders had been cut off.

The phone rang suddenly.When the old man woke up, he breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a dream.

But why do shoulders hurt so much?

The old man raised his hand to touch his shoulder, and even touched the warm liquid.

He slowly moved his hand to his eyes in disbelief, and saw the blood on his hand...

Before he could think about it, the phone rang again.

The old man endured the pain and answered the call, then switched on the speakerphone, "Hello, Director."

"Old man," the bureau chief responded, "you can come to the bureau today if you have nothing to do."

"About when?" The old man took a breath, and took out a ball of gauze from the drawer to bandage himself.

"As soon as possible anyway." The director said, his tone sounded a little cold.

"Is there any progress on the mission?" asked the old man.

"Ah," the director replied vaguely, "we'll talk about it when we come."

"Okay," the old man simply bandaged the wound, "I'll go right away."

The director over there hung up the phone and stared at the computer screen in a daze.

There is a video on the screen, with 1080p high-definition pixels, which clearly shows the whole process of the old man using puppetry to control people to kill Shen Ye's parents.

Shen Ye's parents had an accident ten years ago, and the bureau chief knew about it, and he also knew that later Shen Ye recognized the man with the surname No as his master.

For so many years, the one with the surname No has been kind to Shen Ye, taught him the mystical arts, and even led people into the game.

The director once thought that the old man was a good man, but who would have thought that this is the truth!

In fact, the director is also a little puzzled about the source of this video.

It's too high-definition, and the angle is constantly changing, it doesn't look like a candid shot at all, but it looks like someone followed it from beginning to end!

But this video was brought by Shen Ye. Shen Ye has been looking for the murderer who killed his parents for so many years, and the director has always known this.

What's more, the director knew Shen Ye's character. He knew that if he hadn't been able to ascertain the facts, he would never have pushed his master out.

Moreover, Shen Ye didn't ask him to do anything excessive to the surname, he just said that he hoped that his position could be removed.

The director frowned and thought, the phone rang again, it was an unfamiliar number.

The director picked it up, and a young boy's voice came from over there, "Hello, are you the director of the Mystical Arts Administration?"

"I am," replied the director, "may I ask who you are?"

"The current Patriarch of the Qin family." Said the son over there.

The director was stunned, "May I ask what's the matter?"

"About Shen Ye's parents," Qin Ge paused, "I think you already know about it."

The director was surprised, how could Patriarch Qin know this?Could it be that the real culprit is actually the Qin family who made this video to confuse Shen Ye?

"Director," Qin Ge smiled as if he knew what he was thinking, "Think about it for yourself, if my Qin family really did that thing, and no evidence has been found for so many years, how can I hide it?" Ten years, why can't we hide it for longer? What's more, that surname is just an old man who knows a little bit of mystical arts, my dignified Qin family patriarch, why bother to use him?"

"This..." There is some truth in what he said, but the status of the head of the Qin family is too special, and the director couldn't believe it easily for a while.

"It's okay," Qin Ge's tone was still sloppy, "I won't ask you to do anything more, Shen Ye asked you to withdraw from the position with the surname No, let me add one more thing, I was going to promote Shen Ye's father back then , can this position be returned to Shen Ye's father now?"

The director was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect him to make such a request.

The director kept silent, and Qin Ge didn't care, and continued, "Also, if he is dismissed, the surname is no longer a member of your bureau, and I hope your bureau will not interfere with what happens next. "

The director understood now that Patriarch Qin was warning him that he would take action against the old man in the future and told them not to intervene.

"You don't have any evidence," the director frowned, "Why should I listen to you?"

"You don't have to listen," Qin Ge smiled, "but don't forget, your bureau still needs me now, right?"

"Is there a request for you?" The director was stunned, "What request?"

"Inhibitor," Qin Ge said lazily, "as long as you agree to my request, I'm willing to use the inhibitor in your bureau."

Inhibitor!He actually knew it!

The director's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "What did you do to Shen Ye!"

Qin Ge couldn't laugh or cry, "It's nothing, I just fell in love with him."

"I knew you were treating him...!" The director clenched his fists and felt something was wrong halfway through the sentence, "What, what do you think is wrong with you?"

"I said," Qin Ge smiled, "I have my eye on him. I swear by all the ancestors and descendants of my Qin family that what I said is true. As long as you do what I say, I will use your bureau inhibitors."

******

The old man hung up the phone, wrapped two more rounds of gauze around his shoulders, changed into his clothes and prepared to go out.

There seemed to be something wrong with the director's tone, and I don't know what happened?

The old man went out while thinking about it.

The old men under the big banyan tree have started playing chess again.

An old man walked over and greeted everyone: "Good morning."

However, none of the old men who usually greeted him with a smile greeted him today.

The old man was stunned, and was about to ask what was going on, when he heard the old men start whispering.

"You've heard that too," said one of the old men, "that boy's parents were killed by him!"

"Yes," another old man said, "how can you have such a cruel heart! Fortunately, I always thought he was a good man, and he was so kind to that young man!"

"You know people, you know your face, but you don't know your heart!" Another old man said, "I'm afraid to live in the same building with him now, he is a murderer!"

"It's okay," Lao Li finally concluded, "The villain will have his own reward! Just watch, his retribution will come soon!"

The old man froze in place, how could they know!

Retribution... He recalled the dream at night again, touched his shoulder that was still hurting, his face turned blue and pale and went away.

When we arrived at the management office, the old man took a deep breath to adjust his mood, and knocked on the door of the director's office.

The director sat behind the desk and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Old man is here." The director said.

"Hello, Director," the old man nodded, "What do you want me for?"

"Ah," the bureau chief closed the computer screen, "it's nothing, I just remembered that you have been working in our bureau for many years, right?"

The old man was overjoyed, did this mean to give himself a promotion?

"It's okay, okay," he pretended to be modest, "It's my honor to work for the bureau for so many years."

"Well," the director smiled, "I see that your mental state is not very good recently, or let's take a rest in the future?"

"What?" The old man was stunned, "Director, I'm fine! I'm still young, look..."

The old man wanted to raise his arm while talking, but caught off guard and pulled the wound on his shoulder again, and immediately let out a painful "hey yo".

The director laughed mockingly, and didn't bother to play sloppy eyes with him anymore, and pushed the dismissal notice forward, "Sign this, and finally this month's salary has already been paid to your card."

"I won't sign!" The old man suddenly became irritable, "Why can you dismiss me without knowing why!"

"I don't understand?" The director sneered, "Boss, I'll give you a word. If you want people to know, you can't do it yourself! Papers in this world can't contain fire!"

The old man paused, his face turned pale instantly, why did it seem that everyone in the world knew about it overnight?

Impossible!He obviously didn't leave anything behind, and he obviously kept it a secret for ten years, and it seems that he is finally about to see results, how could it be, how could it be like this!

"Do you want to sign?" The director stared at him, "Don't let me force you to sign, puppetry is not only for you!"

An old man was breathing hard, walked forward weakly, and signed with trembling hands...

That afternoon, the director of the Mystic Arts Administration held a group meeting—announcing that Shen Ye's father, Shen Lan, was the director of the Subsidiary Management Division of the W City Mystic Arts Administration.

The crowd was in an uproar, including Shen Ye present.

He only asked the director to withdraw the position of the surname, but he didn't say that he would restore his father's position.

In fact, from Shen Ye's point of view, it doesn't matter if it's recovered or not. People's lives are gone, so what's the use of having an empty title?

After the meeting ended, the director patted him on the shoulder before leaving, and said meaningfully: "Xiao Shen, I don't know what the situation is between you and Patriarch Qin. But I still want to say, you don't have to do it for the mission. Sacrifice yourself, understand?"

Shen Ye was startled, and quickly realized what the director meant. Qin Ge must have contacted the director. Maybe the director misunderstood him and pretended to be friends with Qin Ge for the sake of the mission?

Shen Ye smiled and didn't explain much. He thanked the director and said that he did not sacrifice, but voluntarily.

On the way back, Shen Ye wanted to fly while riding the bike.

Although the matter has not been completely resolved, the harm caused by the people I have been close to will not be healed so quickly.

But at this moment, Shen Ye still felt warm in his heart.

Because he met Qin Ge.

I met the person who would never lie to him, always think for him, and put him first.

******

The old man was dismissed from his post, and when he got home, he saw that the people who talked, laughed and played chess with each other all avoided him. He couldn't figure out why the day changed overnight, and he was so depressed that he couldn't take care of himself. Wounded, sitting at home alone drinking wine.

One bottle after another, the old man didn't know how much he drank.

In a daze, he fell asleep and started dreaming again.

It was exactly the same as the dream last night, and he dreamed of Shen Ye's parents again, covered in blood and holding a knife to ask for his life.

He was cornered again, and they didn't kill him this time either.

The only difference is that this time the wound landed on his face.

The old man woke up with a pain, found gauze to bandage himself, looked at himself in the mirror and was shocked, and found that he seemed to have aged ten years overnight!

The pale hair, the wrinkled face, the bags under the eyes, and that horrible scar...

The old man panicked. He put on his clothes and wanted to run out. He wanted to find Shen Ye and tell Shen Ye that none of this was true, and that the Qin family was behind it all!

Shen Ye will believe him, Shen Ye has always been very filial to him, and always brings him his favorite vanilla cake...

As long as he can get the lie right, Shen Ye will definitely believe him...

The old man was full of confidence, but he stopped when he opened the door.

I don't know what's wrong with this door, but I can't open it no matter what.

After learning profound arts for most of his life, the old man quickly realized that it wasn't that the door was broken, but that someone had placed a barrier outside the door.

The old man sneered, took out two door-breaking charms from the drawer, pasted them on the door, and sprinkled a pack of yellow powder in the crack of the door.

This little trick can't help him.

But within two seconds, reality slapped him hard.

The talisman on the door spontaneously ignited, and the powder in the crack of the door was also reduced to ashes, but the door remained motionless.

Only then did the old man realize that things might be tricky, and he began to use what he had learned all his life to concentrate on dealing with the barrier outside the door.

After a day and a night like this, he didn't eat, drink, or sleep. He used up all his life's magic skills and all his treasures, but the door still couldn't be opened, as if it was dead in the wall.

Since then, the old man has been staying at home every day in a daze, not knowing whether it is day or night, drinking alcohol when he is awake, and going to sleep when he is drunk.

As long as I fall asleep, I will definitely have that terrible dream.

The content of the dream was the same every day, the only difference was that he was injured in a different place each time.

It went on like this for more than half a month, and the old man was covered with wounds all over his body.

From the face, to the shoulders, to the arms, to the waist, to the legs and feet, there were stab wounds of different lengths and shades everywhere.

The prolonged nightmare also made his spirit more and more depressed.

He didn't know when this dark life would be counted, and it wasn't that he didn't think about committing suicide, but he still had unrealistic hopes, unwilling to be reconciled to the situation he had been in for ten years, and ended up like this in the end.

Because of this, every day when he wakes up, he still goes to the door to take a look, hoping that one day he will be able to get out of this cage.

On this day, "Kung fu pays off to those who wait for it!", as usual, an old man walked to the door and turned the doorknob.

With this twist, the old man was stunned, the door moved, and a small crack opened!

He was about to jump out with joy, and tried to twist the handle hard, and with a sudden push, the door was wide open.

There was an old man who didn't care about his frightening appearance covered in wounds and haggard, and ran out in two steps at a time.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the corridor, his cell phone rang.

For so many days, he didn't even have a signal in the room, and he couldn't make calls or receive calls, as if he was completely isolated from the world.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the long-lost familiar ringtone, and the old man was so excited that he picked up the caller without even looking at the caller ID.

A strange voice came from the phone, saying, "Patriarch Qin is dead!"

The author has something to say: Thank you "Qingyao 0002" for the cute nutrient solution~

I will continue to abuse the scum tomorrow~

Tomorrow should be able to end this world and enter a new world~

Then I will tell you the result~

A total of [-] comments were received, eight from B entertainment circle and five from A campus.

Then write about the entertainment industry first, and then write about the campus in the next world, okay?

I hope that the cuties in the next world can continue to accompany us Shen Ye and Qin Ge~

Refill, bow, love you~