The lily harem of the girl celestial master

Next Monday, at 10 am, in an unremarkable small building in Minzhong Temple.

The style of the conference room is very old, there is not even an air conditioner, only a large ceiling fan above the head.However, in view of the fact that it is now spring and the weather is cool, there is no need to turn on the fan.

At this moment, a total of seven people sat in a circle around the conference table, many of whom Jiang Chenxin knew unexpectedly.

But probably to take care of her as an intern, Wang Fuquan still made introductions one by one.

First of all, he walked up to an old man with a smile on his face: "Comrade Xiao Jiang, you should be very familiar with this old man. His name is Shen Xiude, a master of Fulu, we all call him Mr. Consultant for this project."

Bah, it's ironic that this old bastard who sees death is still called Xiude.Jiang Chenxin really didn't have a good impression of him, so he just sneered disdainfully.

Shen Xiude is also not a good tempered person, he said in a weird way: "Young people nowadays are really rude, the tradition of respecting the old and loving the young has been lost."

It was still Wang Fuquan who could speak, and quickly smoothed things over: "Young people, it's normal to be arrogant, Mr. Shen, please don't take offense. Well, you know this Comrade Xiaohan, right?"

Jiang Chenxin and Han Yuqing looked at each other and nodded, but didn't say much.

Then, Wang Fuquan walked behind a strong middle-aged man: "You should be familiar with this Xiaojiang, you have met him once before."

"Uncle Tie, right?" Jiang Chenxin was very impressed with this uncle, because he easily carried three girls at once, and his strength was at least at the level of a Hercules.

The strong man nodded: "Iron Stone."

Well, it really is a name with personality.

At this time, there were two people in the room that Jiang Chenxin hadn't seen before.One of them was quite peculiar, wearing a thick black robe, and his face was completely covered by a hood, making it difficult to distinguish between male and female.Speaking of which, if such a No. [-] person appeared on the main road, he would definitely be surrounded by passers-by like a monkey, right?Even if it appeared at the comic show, it would probably be cos death or something.

However, the Religious Administration itself is a very strange place, but it doesn't seem so obtrusive.

Wang Fuquan finally walked behind this person, but he hesitated slightly: "This is the special commissioner of the headquarters, assisting and supervising this project."

The latter's hood moved, as if nodding.

Eh?Is this the end of the introduction?

The other is much more normal, dressed in a suit, neatly parted hair and eyes, about 25 years old, like an office worker who has just graduated and is often encountered in the streets and subways.This time, without waiting for Wang Fuquan to speak, he took the initiative to introduce himself: "My name is Sun Dingguo, and this is our first meeting."

Uh, another super short introduction...

Of course, Jiang Chenxin also needs to introduce herself, but it seems that other people are interested in her and don't pay special attention to her.

Afterwards, Wang Fuquan returned to his seat and cleared his throat: "Okay, the meeting of the project team members is over. This meeting is just to announce the start of the project. The specific tasks will be distributed to everyone by email. Next , I will again detail what I have found so far."

The spontaneous combustion incident of bus No. 174 is full of weirdness.

Wang Fuquan used an old projector to play a video recorded by the camera. In the video, an ordinary bus was parked at the terminus, and the inside was empty.However, in the next moment, in the blink of an eye, a person wearing a driver's uniform sat in the driver's seat and drove the bus out in a fair manner.

Han Yuqing quickly raised her hand: "Wait a minute! Replay this part in slow motion!"

Wang Fuquan seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and began to reproduce those few seconds frame by frame.

This time, everyone present saw it clearly. After a moment of silence, it was Jiang Chenxin who spoke: "If I'm not mistaken, it floated in directly through the wall of the carriage, right?"

"Yes, this is a ghost, but I don't know what kind it is, an evil ghost or a fierce ghost. But evil ghosts are generally insane, so they may not be able to control cars."

Although Wang Fuquan didn't go on, everyone knew it well.

Seeing the heavy faces of the people, Wang Fuquan lowered his voice and decided to ease the atmosphere: "Actually, you don't need to worry too much. Our task is to investigate the details, and we won't encounter too much danger."

Everyone looked at the fat uncle with the same expression: I believe in your evil!

Wang Fuquan was a little embarrassed, so he had to jump into the topic: "Ahem, next, I will simply assign tasks. Comrades Xiao Jiang and Xiao Han, there is a place that I ask you to investigate. Here are the specific details."

Jiang Chenxin took a document, which was a simple family file.

"The son of this family died unexpectedly in the accident. I hope you can go to express condolences and investigate the situation of their son before the accident. Is there any abnormality? By the way, act quickly, and I will see your report tomorrow. "

Hey, why are you in such a hurry?

Han Yuqing also seemed to be upset, but she didn't attack: "Okay, remember to honor the bonus you promised."

"Hehe, don't worry, uncle always keeps his word."

Without further ado, after the meeting, the two girls immediately took a taxi to the address.

The couple who lost their son unexpectedly were called Yu Baosheng and Li Lanxiang. According to the introduction, they were migrant workers, ordinary workers in the factory, and they had changed jobs once.They have a son who is only 8 years old this year.It's just that the children of poor families have been in charge of the family for a long time, and they always go to and from school alone, so they encountered this kind of accident.

In the taxi, Jiang Chenxin was a little worried: "Senior sister, she just lost her beloved son. Isn't it like adding salt to the wound if we go like this?"

After a moment of silence, Han Yuqing said, "Maybe. But I think it may be more important for them to know the truth about their son's death."

"Is it the truth..."

"Maybe the truth is cruel, but people still have the right to know the truth. By the way, did the woman buried in the tomb really disappear out of thin air?"

"Well, as soon as I woke up... I don't know why she suddenly left without saying goodbye, she seems to be quite dependent on me..."

"That's it, it's really weird..."

Speaking of which, Hongzhu might have been included in his harem, as well as the beautiful cohabiting elder sister.Thinking of the sadness of Harem-2, Jiang Chenxin felt very depressed.

Yu Baosheng lives in an urban village in the suburbs. Old one-story houses are scattered on both sides of the narrow alleys. Dirty water and garbage can be seen everywhere on the road, and the barking of dogs in the yard is frightening from time to time.

Jiang Chenxin grew up in a relatively high-end residential area, and she really disliked this old-fashioned dirty urban village, so she couldn't help covering her nose and frowning all the way.

On the contrary, Han Yuqing looked calm: "I don't like this kind of place either, it's like a remnant of the past century. But the rent here is very cheap, and they can only live here."

"That's right... let's hurry up and go back after investigating..."

Perhaps because it was still afternoon and working hours, they didn't meet many residents along the way, but occasionally bumped into a few old men and old ladies sitting on the bench in a daze, giggling at them and nodding like puppets.

Jiang Chenxin felt even more uncomfortable, and subconsciously approached her senior, just wanting to finish the task early and leave.

Yu Baosheng's family lives in the west of the village in the city. It is an old dilapidated one-story house with stains on the brick surface of the outer wall and a disgusting smell of urine from time to time at the corner.

It was Han Yuqing who knocked on the door first: "Mr. Yu? Is Mr. Yu here?"

After a full minute, there was no response from inside.

Just when the two girls were at a loss, an old man leaning on a walking stick suddenly appeared from the corner: "Who are you?"

"Let's ask Mr. Yu here something."

"Oh. The couple should be working in the factory at this time. Come back later."

"Grandpa, what time do they usually come back?"

"About ten o'clock?"

"Huh? It's so late?"

The old man suddenly coughed violently, stopped talking, and walked slowly into another winding alley.

The two girls looked at each other, so they had to leave the village in the city temporarily, find a clean restaurant nearby, and wait while eating there.

None of them noticed that the old man just now had no shadow from the beginning to the end.

As night fell, Jiang Chenxin was sitting by the window playing with her mobile phone boredly.There were not many guests in the restaurant, so the boss never drove them away.

Waiting is boring, but this is a suburban area, it would be more troublesome if you go to and from school, but the investigation work has to be completed today, so I have to wait patiently.

That fat man, he'd better honor his promise of a bonus of [-] yuan, otherwise my wife and him will never end!

Finally, it was ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and there were no other guests in the hotel, and the two girls were ready to leave.

When checking out, the boss always smiled politely on his old and thin face, but he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

When the two girls left and walked away, the smile on the boss's face gradually disappeared, and he stood at the door of the hotel dumbly like a puppet, watching the two figures disappear into the thick darkness.

At 10 o'clock in the middle of the night, if it's in a big city, it's actually not too late. On the contrary, it's the bustling time, and the commercial street will be full of pedestrians of all kinds. Even the dormitory is busy chasing dramas, chatting and playing games. , will not be lonely at all.

However, probably due to its location in the outer suburbs, this old urban village still adheres to the ancient work and rest time.It was clearly only 10 o'clock in the evening, but the windows of each house were completely dark, like a black hole that swallowed everything, and no sound could be heard.

Jiang Chenxin managed to see the road ahead clearly with the help of the mobile phone's light, and her heart became more and more uneasy: "Senior sister, it's too quiet here, isn't it?"

"Maybe it's just that they are used to going to bed early and getting up early." Han Yuqing said so, but her expression was obviously a little nervous, "Let's not stay here for too long, and leave immediately after investigating and asking."

"Well, that's what I thought too."

Soon, they stood at the door of Yu Baosheng's house again and gently knocked on the door.

About ten seconds later, a woman's rough voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

"Hello, auntie, is this Mr. Yu Baosheng's house? We want to ask something."

The people inside seemed to be watching through the cat's eyes, very vigilant: "What's the matter?"

"Auntie, can we go in and talk? You see, we two girls will not be in any danger. "

After waiting for another half a minute, a man's voice could be faintly heard in the room.

Finally, the door was pushed open from the inside, accompanied by a harsh friction sound: "Come in."

Most of the houses in urban villages have a history of several decades, and the layout is very old.The strange thing is that there is not even an electric light here, and it is all illuminated by a few candles.The candlelight is long, flickering, and the projection of the broken furniture is distorted accordingly.

The woman leads them to sit next to the wooden dining table, and the old chair will dangle with the movement of the upper body.There is still a pot of leftovers on the table, the color is cloudy, and the specific ingredients cannot be seen clearly.

A man in his 30s was already sitting at the table waiting. He had a short cut head and thick eyebrows, but there were already a few strands of white hair on his temples. He looked at the visitor unfriendlyly: "I am Yu Baosheng, Do you have anything to do with me?"

Jiang Chenxin hated this kind of environment very much, and was always timid and afraid to speak, but Han Yuqing responded generously: "Hello, uncle, we are trainee reporters for Morning Post, and I want to ask you about your son—"

"boom! 』

Yu Baosheng slammed on the table, and the soup in the small pot splashed several drops: "What the fuck do you mean? I'm talking about this, the bus company won't pay us 500 million, I will never end with them!"

Jiang Chenxin was terrified by the sudden heavy blow, but Han Yuqing remained calm: "Uncle, don't worry, listen to me. If you want to seek justice, at least let the public know the ins and outs of the matter, right? Our Morning News always It is for the people, and I am very willing to help you."

I have to say that Han Yuqing is quite witty in calling herself a reporter.If you come up and reveal the name of "Religious Administration", I'm afraid you will be dismissed as a witch right away.

Hearing that the reporter said that he wanted to make decisions for himself, Yu Baosheng's expression softened immediately, and he said to the woman next to him: "What are you doing, old lady, pour water!"

The woman seemed to be used to submissiveness, so she obediently poured two cups of hot water over.

I don't know if it's because of the water quality, but the water in the cup is a bit cloudy, it looks very bad, and it has a peculiar smell.But out of politeness, the two girls took a sip each.

After that, Yu Baosheng's chatterbox opened up: "My precious son is excellent. He is the first in his class every year. The teacher said that he will have no problem getting into a key university in the future. Also, he is very special. Sensible, always going to and from school by myself, and helping with housework..."

Han Yuqing waited patiently for the man to finish nagging, and then said, "Can you please describe where your son has been on the day of the accident?"

"Oh, it's all fate. That day he said he was going to buy a few reference books recommended by the teacher, but the nearby bookstore happened to be sold out, so he went to a big bookstore in the city, and when he came back..."

This is really miserable. It is rare to go to the city and encounter such a thing.

For some reason, Jiang Chenxin suddenly recalled that day on the bus on Huangquan Road, among the shadowy passengers, there was a dark figure that looked like a child, and her body suddenly shivered.

Han Yuqing asked a few more questions. The recording function of the mobile phone in her hand was always on, but there was not much useful information. It seemed that the deceased was simply unlucky.

In any case, the task was temporarily completed, and the two girls got up to leave.Yu Baosheng was very enthusiastic, dragging his wife to the door, and kept waving at them as they went away.

It's just that their waving movements are very stiff, like clockwork puppets, swinging, swinging again...

Finally leaving that dilapidated old house, Jiang Chenxin couldn't wait to leave this dark urban village and return to the spacious and bright road.

Just, it seems like the location of the building has changed?

The two girls originally turned back along the way they came, but were blocked by a bungalow.

The road is broken.

It's strange, I took this road when I came here twice, and it was obviously clear at that time?

Han Yuqing's expression was a bit gloomy, but she still comforted the girl beside her: "Maybe it's too dark, we remember the wrong way, just take a detour."

However, after this circle, they became dizzy.

No matter which direction they go, they are destined to be blocked by a group of connected houses in the end.

These houses are like complex mazes in RPG games, deliberately embarrassing players, going around but not getting out.

how so……

The uneasiness in Jiang Chenxin's heart became more and more serious, and he took out his mobile phone with an idea.

That's right, if you use the map to navigate, it's easy to find the exit, right?

However, at this time, the mobile phone had no signal.

how so?Even in the outskirts, it's not like there is no signal at all, right?

Han Yuqing seemed to have encountered the same situation, with a gloomy expression: "It seems that we have fallen into a trap."

"trap?"

"Well, I didn't expect that he actually..."

At the same time, Wang Fuquan was sitting in the office, sipping tea leisurely.It was already late at night, but he had no intention of going home at all.

On the opposite side of him, a tall, thin and muscular middle-aged man was sitting. The muscles on the arms outside the short sleeves were as hard as iron, and they were iron stones.

Tie Shi's expression was not as relaxed as Wang Fuquan's, and he frowned with thick brows: "Old Wang, is it really okay for us to do this?"

"Otherwise? What else can you do? Do you dare to disobey the person whom the ghost king calls for?" Wang Fuquan took a sip of tea leisurely, with a relaxed expression, "And don't forget, that girl has the blood of a celestial master, so she won't So easy to die."

"Oh, I hope so..."

Tie Shi looked out of the window at the thick night, and a bloody waning moon hung high in the sky.