Ghost of Rebirth

The student looked lost, so he had to agree.

The three of them completed their meritorious deeds this time, and when they parted at the foot of Nanling Mountain, Zhang Nanchen felt the pain and didn't want to take another step.Ji Ying took him into his arms very actively, but whispered in his ear: "Uncle Junior, this is your afterlife, and you have already promised it to me."

Zhang Nanchen blushed immediately, and jumped down to the ground angrily. Before he could stand still, he was grabbed by Ji Ying behind him, and pinched his chin to block his mouth that still wanted to deny it.

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Zhang Nanchen, who was covered in bruises and bruises, was sent directly to the school hospital by Ji Ying, and then he was wrapped up as a mummy and moved back to the dormitory. The fat man was very calm, and ran to the next dormitory to borrow a few bedding, built a floor bunk for him in the corridor, and then squatted on the bed. Zhang Nanchen stared at him from the bedside and didn't move for a full 3 minutes.

Zhang Nanchen felt cold all over his body when he looked at him, thinking that the fat man was being upper bodyed?How can he be motionless for several minutes, it is really not in line with his nature.

Qian Sier stared at Zhang Nanchen for more than a minute, and finally opened his mouth quietly: "Nanchen, at the edge of Xinghu Lake at noon today, why did I hear Senior Brother Ji call you Zhang Nanchen, your surname is Zhang?"

Zhang Nanchen was very unaccustomed to being questioned in such a questioning tone by the always giggling fat man, and snorted softly: "You heard it wrong..."

"With fourth master's hearing ability, can you hear me wrong?" The fat man also snorted, "Besides, the four of us saw it, and you two kissed so happily there."

After he finished speaking, he looked Zhang Nanchen up and down again, rubbed his chin and said, "Ever since you fell from the building, Fourth Master has discovered that you have become different. You used to like Brother Ji to death, but now Life and death do not admit it. Every day, the gods and spirits are babbling, and the words are not coded, and they are running around with Brother Ji all day long..."

He stared at Zhang Nanchen with eyes like a searchlight, which made Zhang Nanchen's heart pound. Could it be that he really found out?

"Hurry up and tell the truth!" Fatty suddenly lowered his voice and approached and asked, "Did you two have already made a private vow of eternal life? There is a saying that what, women take husband's surname, but Senior Brother Ji's surname is Ji, not Zhang. ..."

He babbled on and on all by himself, and the more he said the more outrageous, Zhang Nanchen couldn't bear it and shouted angrily: "Nonsense!"

"Nan Chen?"

Who knew that the fat man wasn't frightened, but he surprised Ji Ying who happened to push the door open, stepped to the bed in two steps, frowned and said, "This won't work, you come home with me."

"Go home?" The fat man became even more excited now, "Have you all reached the point of living together? Well, Nan Chen, you are fast enough, hurry up and impart some experience!"

Zhang Nanchen wanted to reach out his hand to cover his mouth, as soon as he moved, the wounds all over his body were involved, and he hissed in pain.

"The dormitory conditions are too poor, it's better to be at home." Ji Ying stretched out her hand to touch his only face that was still intact, and glanced at Qian Sil.

The fat man closed his mouth quite sensible this time, touched his nose, and moved back to his place. After taking out his mobile phone, he still couldn't help saying: "The conditions here are too bad. You have so many injuries on your body. Just listen to Senior Brother Ji." If so." He paused and continued, "Besides, the class monitor just called me and told us to get our diplomas. This dormitory will stay in this dormitory until the end of July at most. You should also consider moving."

Zhang Nanchen was stunned when he heard that, and looked up at the fat man.

"The day after tomorrow is the graduation ceremony, and I don't think you can go. We have eaten several rounds of breakup meals in the class, and neither of us went. We should go to the last meal the day after tomorrow night."

Fatty's expression became silent little by little, and Zhang Nanchen's mood also became depressed. People are the animals that can't stand loneliness. After four years of classmate friendship, once the song ends, how can we not be sad.

He was blankly thinking about his graduation year, but he heard Ji Ying say to the fat man: "You help pack things, and move today."

The fat man hastily agreed, forgetting the seldom revealed sorrow, rummaging through boxes and boxes to find a few storage bags with red, blue and white stripes, and began to stuff them.

Zhang Nanchen lay down unable to move, and could only express dissatisfaction with his mouth, but he couldn't let him decide.

Seeing his downcast expression of dissatisfaction, Ji Ying suddenly squatted beside Zhang Nanchen and said, "Go back with me to recuperate well, you don't want him to see any flaws, do you?"

Zhang Nanchen raised his head in surprise and met Ji Ying's eyes. He suddenly remembered his strange physique after being resurrected from the corpse. The last two times he suffered trauma in the school hospital and Renshou Lane, healed quickly and naturally after meditating.

The previous two injuries were not serious, and he could still move freely, so the fat man didn't see the clues, but this time it was different, he was still lying on the bed, if he would run around alive and kicking in the next night, don't scare the fat man to the ground No wonder.

Thinking of this, Zhang Nanchen obediently threw Ji Ying and his luggage into the car, and an hour later, he lay down peacefully on the wooden bed that he had slept in since childhood.

The layout of his room has not changed much from the last time he came back with Ji Ying, except that there is a layer of dust. It seems that Ji Ying didn't hire a part-time worker to clean it on time.

Ji Ying skillfully changed the sheets and quilt first, then helped Zhang Nanchen over, grabbed a few cushions and made him lean comfortably, but rolled up her sleeves and started cleaning.

Apart from the clean soles of Zhang Nanchen's feet, Zhang Nanchen was covered with scars everywhere. No matter how he lay down, he felt uncomfortable and always felt a dull pain.

"It's better for me to stand." He tried countless postures, and finally got up unbearably.

Ji Ying was wiping the table with a rag, and when he saw him get up, he threw the towel in his hand, took out a briefcase from the drawer under the desk, pressed the code and poured out the contents, and said to Zhang Nanchen: "Then look look at this."

Zhang Nanchen didn't know what he took out, but he went in curiously and took a look. It turned out to be a bunch of financial statements, planning documents and other documents, as well as a handheld computer. It seemed that these should represent the company's top secret.

"Why are you locking these in the box?" Zhang Nanchen moved to the desk step by step, and Ji Yingzao prepared a back chair with thick cushions for him, and helped him to sit firmly.

"I can't read it again." Ji Ying wiped the table, then wiped the floor with a half-dried towel lying on the ground, "The chief financial officer always brings it to me."

The current financial director of the company has not been replaced. Zhang Nanchen knows this. The financial director is an old accountant who started a business with Zhang Nanchen.

"He is responsible for the company, and you should learn from it. I won't be here in the future..." Zhang Nanchen said smoothly, and said something that he didn't pay attention to. When he realized that something was wrong, Ji Ying suddenly raised his head, Still maintaining the difficult posture of kneeling and slumping down, staring straight at him.

Zhang Nanchen immediately wanted to slap himself twice, and changed the subject with a smile: "The floor doesn't need to be wiped, and it's not dirty."

"Little uncle—" Ji Ying finally lowered her head again, "Don't say such things again."

After he finished speaking, he buried his head and rubbed violently again.

Zhang Nanchen didn't know how to comfort him. Both of them saw Nanchen's soul on Nanling Mountain today. If Nanchen's life should not die, sooner or later he would have to return to the sun, even if Zhang Nanchen had the soul-binding forbidden technique. , is also no match for the ghost lock of the underworld, the worst ending is that the three souls and seven souls are broken and crushed, and they are separated from the body one by one, suffering unnecessary pain.

Of course Ji Ying also understands this point. The soul binding technique was created by the predecessors, and there are many omissions in it. It was banned as soon as it was born, and he has never heard of any successful precedents.

He polished the floor inch by inch, for fear that a little dust left in the room would not be conducive to Zhang Nanchen's recovery.When the whole bedroom was cleaned spotlessly, and the changed quilt cover and sheets were also thrown into the washing machine, Zhang Nanchen was already fascinated by the computer, typing on the keyboard with both hands, frowning and smirking sometimes, with a very vivid expression.

Ji Ying watched quietly for a long time, and finally closed the door quietly and went down to the first floor.

Zhang Nanchen saw in the pile of plans that he proposed three years ago. At that time, his ideas were wild, but now they have been put into practice. He was pleasantly surprised to call up the plan submitted by the R&D department from the computer. Once I saw it, I couldn't stop it, and I even forgot all the injuries on my body.Seeing Xingtou, he turned his head to greet Ji Ying with great interest, and wanted to call him to come over to discuss the discussion, but when he turned his head, the little ancestor had long since disappeared.

He checked the time in a panic, only to find that it was past nine o'clock. Usually, Ji Ying had already cleaned up in this store and went to the study to meditate and practice.

Moving his limbs that couldn't move normally, Zhang Nanchen walked slowly from the bedroom to the stairs. As soon as he went out, he smelled the strong rice fragrance. He had just leaned halfway from the railing on the second floor when he heard Jiying downstairs saying : "Little uncle, don't go downstairs, I'll bring it up."

"I want to go downstairs to see Lingxuzi." Just as Zhang Nanchen finished speaking, Ji Ying came to her eyes, panting slightly.

"Then I'll carry you down." Ji Ying said and was about to do it.

"No!" Zhang Nanchen hurriedly refused, "It hurts even more when you hug me."

Zhang Nanchen didn't deliberately evade this. He had countless cuts all over his body, especially on his wrists, ankles and palms. The wounds were a bit deep. Although they were not fatal, they would cause severe pain when pressed by an external force. It is better to walk slowly go down.

"I'm gentle." Ji Ying didn't give him a chance to resist, she stepped forward to support his back and legs, and lightly hugged Zhang Nanchen, her steps were so light and light, almost in the blink of an eye. Already reached the second floor.

Zhang Nanchen felt a little embarrassed, he felt that Ji Ying had suddenly matured a lot, she stopped losing her childish temper, and the original young master's temperament also changed, not only rushing to do housework, but even a little careful to please, which made him very uncomfortable.

You must know that this Young Master Ji grew up "slaving" his little uncle. Zhang Nanchen has always been the only one to curry favor with Ji Ying, to make his little ancestor smile, and to say a few more words will be a thousand graces. Thanks a lot.As for the housework, Ji Ying never touched the water with her ten fingers when she was a child. Now, the clothes can be washed, the floor can be wiped, and even meals can be cooked. This change is simply too great.

Ji Ying put Zhang Nanchen down, prepared the stool for him, and laid the cushion flat, then turned and went to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

Zhang Nanchen didn't sit down, and moved to the door to see the old turtle that he had personally fed.

Although Lingxuzi was picked up by his master when he was young, he didn't have a good life in Ji's house.According to superstition, animals like tortoises are not suitable for keeping in a house. His master Ji Pingmei has released countless times, but the tortoise began to crawl desperately as soon as it reached the river, not towards the water. The direction, but the opposite direction, was nicknamed the turtle by Mr. Ji, who was afraid of running water, and later had to be kept at home, named Lingxuzi, and he was also a member of Ji's family.

Everyone in Ji's family is very busy. Who has the time to raise turtles? I think it's normal to be hungry for ten days and a half months.Later, Ji Ying's father, Ji Han, got even worse, and just bought a bag of dog food to save trouble, and threw a few dog food every day to clean it up.

It wasn't until Zhang Nanchen was picked up by his master that Lingxuzi, a turtle, lived a good life with three normal meals. He ate pork strips every day. He was so happy. His body grew rapidly, from the size of a palm to a small face The basin is so big.

As soon as Zhang Nanchen came to the door, Lingxuzi keenly noticed that someone was approaching, so he floated up shaking his head and tail, waving his claws and scratching the wall of the vat, begging for food.Zhang Nanchen opened the refrigerator, only to find that the pork strips inside had all gone bad and smelly.

Just as he was hesitating whether to bother Young Master Ji to bring some fresh pork, Ji Ying had already arrived behind him with a small porcelain bowl, and handed it over silently.

Zhang Nanchen picked up a few sticks with chopsticks and threw them into the fish tank. Seeing Lingxuzi devouring them greedily, he couldn't help smiling, and threw a few more sticks before putting the small porcelain bowl on top of the refrigerator.

He wanted to say thank you to Ji Ying, but as soon as he turned his head around, he felt his eyes dim, and Ji Ying had already moved over and touched his lips like a puppy.

It was too late to refuse. As a severely disabled patient, Zhang Nanchen could hardly even stand still, let alone push Ji Ying away.

At first, Ji Ying thought that a quick kiss would stop, but in the end, the more she kissed, the harder her breathing became. Tentatively, she bit Zhang Nanchen's lower lip lightly, and the wet tip of her tongue wanted to push it in.

This time, Zhang Nanchen refused to let him go. He pursed his lips tightly, shook his head, and blurted out a sentence: "Stop."

Ji Ying didn't know how much concentration she had to withdraw, she looked at him panting, the corners of her eyes were moist, slightly flushed, with a look of uncontrollable emotion.

"You know that what I said on Nanling Mountain is to coax you." Zhang Nanchen couldn't bear it, but he still had to say something, "This way—no."

Ji Ying's breathing was still unsteady, she stared at Zhang Nanchen for a long time before slowly calming down, then she lowered her eyes and said softly, "Uncle, I'll listen to you."

For some reason, Zhang Nanchen felt swollen and uncomfortable. He walked to the dining table pretending to be relaxed, looked at the porridge and two vegetarian dishes on the table, and exaggeratedly expressed his admiration.

Zhang Nanchen was so injured that he lost his appetite even after eating half a bowl of rice porridge. Ji Ying simply didn't move a chopstick, and used tight man-marking tactics on Zhang Nanchen the whole time.

After eating, Zhang Nanchen, who had difficulty moving, had to scrub his body with Ji Ying's help—although there were not many places that could be wiped, and then the two entered the study room to start today's evening class.

In fact, Zhang Nanchen was extremely tired after a fierce battle, but he still had to work hard in order to recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

Wash your hands, burn incense, sit in meditation, and even enter meditation.

He has already completed it quite proficiently. He only waited for the heat in his dantian to slowly rise, and he quickly entered the state of forgetting both things and me.

The feeling after entering meditation this time is much stronger than before. Zhang Nanchen obviously found that the abundance and purity of the spiritual power in his body has improved to a higher level, and the circulation in the meridians is also much smoother. He can operate freely without Ji Ying's assistance. .

Gradually, the wounds all over his body began to itch, just like the slight itching when ordinary skin and flesh wounds healed, but the degree was more severe and unbearable.

Accompanied by this unbearable itching, there is also a higher and higher body temperature. Although it is not to the extent of being burned at the beginning, the feeling of sweating and sweating is really uncomfortable, especially when his body is covered with The tightly wrapped gauze, and the sweat stained on the wound was even more painful.

In the midst of this uncomfortable feeling that has never subsided, Zhang Nanchen felt that his eyes suddenly darkened, as if he had returned to Nanling Mountain. Walking alone, it seems very lonely.

That gray gown looked very familiar, it was clearly seen in the hallucination of Nanling Mountain, it was worn by a male student who looked the same as him now!

The male student walked all the way alone, finally stopped at a mountain depression, and then bent over.

Zhang Nanchen felt anxious, and wanted to know what the male student was doing, but at this moment, the angle of view zoomed in and out, and the male student's magnified profile was almost in front of his eyes.Zhang Nanchen tried his best to look at it, and saw that he lightly touched a white flower growing in the grass with his finger. The flower was as big as a silver plate, and it bloomed alone. The petals were layered, and it was extremely beautiful.The male student's fingertips touched the petals, as if he was stroking gently, the white flower trembled slightly under his movements, and suddenly a drop of dew rolled down, just in the palm of the male student's hand.

dew!

Zhang Nanchen was terrified, could it be the drop of dew returned to him by the old man in Renshou Lane? !

Feeling suffocated in his heart, Zhang Nanchen felt the aura in his meridians suddenly become chaotic, rushing wildly towards his limbs and bones. His eyes darkened, his throat sweetened, and a mouthful of blood gushed into his mouth.

Sitting opposite Zhang Nanchen, Ji Ying sensed Zhang Nanchen's strangeness very keenly. She opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Zhang Nanchen's eyes closed tightly, his complexion pale, and a trace of blood flowing down the corner of his mouth.

"Little Martial Uncle?" He didn't dare to move rashly, and called him in a very soft voice, for fear of disturbing Zhang Nanchen and aggravating his injury.

"It's okay..." Zhang Nanchen had already recovered, his breath was smooth, and the congestion that he wanted to swallow could not be controlled at all, so he vomited it out all at once.

Only then did Ji Ying pick up Zhang Nanchen's hand, and through a layer of gauze that was already wet with sweat and yellow mucus, she frowned and felt her pulse.

Zhang Nanchen's pulse condition was very stable, with no signs of damage to internal organs or meridians, but he didn't know where the congestion came from.

"It's really okay." Zhang Nanchen also noticed something strange at this time. After spitting out the blood, he was much more refreshed than before, feeling like he was enlightened.

"In the future, you and I will cultivate together." Ji Ying said with a calm face, and the tone was completely undeniable.

Zhang Nanchen wanted to push, but Ji Ying said coldly, "It's just practice, nothing else."

Looking at his quiet face, Zhang Nanchen realized that the old young master Ji who always kept a straight face and ignored others had returned.

This should be a good thing, but what is the vague melancholy in my heart?

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After meditating, Zhang Nanchen naturally went to the bathroom again, and took a look at the gauze on his body. The criss-cross wounds were not as good as the previous two times, and the scabs barely formed. It hurts, and it will crack again if you try harder.

After watching it, Ji Ying said that probably because of being injured by the blood hair transformed by the extremely Yin Qi, it would heal more slowly.

Zhang Nanchen took the opportunity to ask Ji Ying if he had such a strange "reaction".

"No." Ji Ying buried her head in applying medicine to Zhang Nanchen and wrapped it in gauze, and answered very briefly.

Zhang Nanchen knew that Ji Ying was in a bad mood, so he didn't say any more. He himself was very tired, and he yawned and crawled onto the bed, wanting to go to bed quickly.But he forgot that Ji Ying had been living in his room for the past three years, so he occupied the bed, and Young Master Ji could only take out a spare bedding from the cabinet to make the floor.

Zhang Nanchen's bed was big enough to sleep two people. When he saw Ji Ying go to open the closet, he thought it was too late for Ji Ying to clean up the room, so he lifted the blanket on his body and let him come up to sleep together.

"No need." Ji Ying took out the bedding roll, made it hastily, and went to turn off the lights.

"Why not, the floor is so hard." Just as Zhang Nanchen finished speaking, it was already dark in front of his eyes, the curtains were drawn to death, and only a vague figure could be seen walking in the bedroom.

The floor bed was next to the bed. Seeing that Ji Ying refused to come up to sleep with him, Zhang Nanchen could only think about why this little ancestor was making trouble, and at the same time got out of bed in the dark to pull him, and coaxed him softly: " The floor is hard, it's still cold at night, and I'll have a backache tomorrow..."

As soon as he stretched out his feet, he touched the laid quilt. Because of his poor eyesight, he could only bend down to pull people around. He vaguely saw Ji Ying lying on his side with his back to him, with one arm across the blanket.

This time, Ji Ying was determined to ignore Zhang Nanchen, who turned his back on him, and treated his nagging as air, but just as he lay down, he felt a pair of hands touched his shoulder, and squeezed it twice, and there was The warm breath came to my ears, and then I heard Zhang Nanchen's soft voice: "Be obedient, go to sleep."

He suddenly felt a burst of hot air rushing to his face, and he knew that his cheeks must be hot without touching them.Those hands still refused to let him go, and groped a few more times, and then a person knelt behind him, trying to touch his face.

Ji Ying couldn't bear it this time, turned around angrily, opened her eyes and saw Zhang Nanchen's blind man pulling on his body like an elephant, and murmured consciously aggrieved: "Otherwise you'll sleep on the bed and I'll sleep on the floor."

"Little uncle, you know very well, don't keep doing this." Ji Ying could move freely in the dark, pinching Zhang Nanchen's wrist very precisely, preventing him from touching her again.

Zhang Nanchen immediately stopped talking and didn't move. The two of them confronted each other in the dark for an unknown how long before he said in a low voice, "I don't want to know at all. Isn't it good..."

Zhang Nanchen groped and climbed onto the bed again, wrapped the blanket tightly, but all the drowsiness from before flew to the sky, and he didn't dare to turn over frequently, so he could only maintain a stiff lying position, his head was in a mess.

He really can't help but want to get close to Ji Ying, but they are the most familiar people in this world.

Zhang Nanchen knew and was familiar with almost everything about Ji Ying. He even watched Ji Ying's birth, heard him speak for the first time, helped him take the first step, and the ten years of dependence on each other made him fundamentally It was impossible to pretend that the two were unfamiliar.What's wrong with that?Does it have to be that kind of relationship?

Zhang Nanchen was so distraught that he had never even been so troubled by his former girlfriends.

Brat, when you grow up, you forget the benefits of the little uncle, what's wrong with touching it, I have seen every corner of your body countless times.

Zhang Nanchen was complaining silently with "sorrow" in his stomach, when he suddenly felt a heavy weight beside him, and a corner of the blanket he was pinching in his hand was pulled away. Ji Ying's hot body quickly filled the vacancy by his side, but he was very careful not to overwhelm him his wounds.

"Little uncle, I was wrong, go to sleep." Ji Ying apologized softly in his ear, but it made Zhang Nanchen feel even more blocked, feeling that his whole body had become a vacuum can, and there was nowhere for an evil fire to hold in his stomach vent.

Zhang Nanchen, who was extremely depressed, still couldn't resist Zhou Gong's call, and fell asleep after a while.

He slept very restlessly, perhaps because the wound on his body hadn't healed yet, he kept dreaming in circles, but he couldn't remember the content of the dream clearly, he just felt that his mind was in a mess.

It was such a poor quality sleep that he didn't get a full sleep. The next day, just after dawn, he finally remembered that the recharged mobile phone started beeping again, and when he picked it up in a daze, it turned out to be the old man Pingsong. Called.

"Brother Zhang, come and help me!" Pingsong Laotao yelled loudly on the phone, and he could still hear the whirring background sound, as if he was calling a landline with the hands-free on.

"What's going on, what time is it..." Zhang Nanchen turned over in pain, but saw Ji Ying's bright eyes at a glance.

"What's the matter?" Ji Ying woke up early, saw Zhang Nanchen frowning, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to rub it, but fortunately, the quick reaction killed this movement under the blanket.

"Senior Pingsong called." Zhang Nanchen covered his mouth and said softly, and then heard Pingsong talking to someone over there, his voice was indistinct and indistinct, it seemed that the situation was quite serious.

"Brother Zhang, you have to testify to me that the incident in Renshou Lane has nothing to do with the old man..."

Before Pingsong finished speaking, a crisp girl's voice was heard: "It has nothing to do with you. Why did you call the funeral home to drag people to the coffin shop? So many male students are locked behind, don't try to argue !"

Only then did Zhang Nanchen hear the truth. It turned out that it was related to the dozen or so male students cheated by Tianhu. At that time, Zhang Nanchen himself called the police, but he used a landline. Pingsong had called the funeral parlor before. Mobile phone, it may be that the police would rather kill the wrong person than let it go when they are investigating and collecting evidence. As long as they have something to do with it, they will all be brought out for questioning.

Thinking of this, Zhang Nanchen felt that he probably couldn't escape. He borrowed the public phone from the canteen at Renshou Lane to call, and the police could find him out after an investigation. What's more, he was towed by the car, and everything was recorded. .

Now that the matter has come to this point, he has no choice but to get up in a hurry, rush to the Municipal Public Security Bureau to explain the situation honestly, and rescue Comrade Pingsong by the way.

Seeing him get up, Ji Ying of course also got up to wash up, but Zhang Nanchen was a little hesitant, and finally, considering that the eldest sister at the canteen had probably explained everything, she acquiesced to the practice of the two going to the city bureau together.

There was no traffic jam early in the morning, and I went all the way to the gate of the Municipal Bureau without hindrance. The facade of the Public Security Bureau of City A is very well repaired. Zhang Nanchen has never been to such a place. Not only is he a little bit nervous, but fortunately there is someone at the door to meet him. .

Ping Song yelled frighteningly on the phone. In fact, as a religious figure, ordinary police dared not do anything to him, not to mention the signboard of Changchun Temple behind his head.Ji Ying is different. The status of Ji's family is not low, but they are authentic idle clouds and wild cranes. In other words, they are registered in the non-government area. If they are not charged with promoting feudal superstition, Zhang Nanchen and Ji Ying will live together in the next life. He might have to spend time in a labor camp.

As soon as he entered the office, Pingsong began to blow his beard and stare while holding a disposable teacup, saying that Zhang Nanchen came too slowly.

Zhang Nanchen was shocked when he first saw Pingsong.Ping Song used to have gray hair and beard, but now his beard and hair are all white, and there seems to be a few more wrinkles on his face, making him look like an old man.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Nanchen walked a few steps closer and stared at Pingsong's hair, "Have you worn a wig?"

"Bullshit." Ping Song was still calm, took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "I confessed my whole body to Nanling Mountain yesterday, so it's clean."

Zhang Nanchen was at a loss for words immediately. Everyone in the Taoist school takes their own Taoism very seriously. Take Zhang Nanchen himself as an example. It turned out that his aptitude was too poor and he didn't improve no matter how hard he practiced. At the beginning, he was really upset for a while , so after returning to Nan Chen's body, he couldn't control it, just wanted to taste his long-cherished wish.

With Pingsong's profound magic power, once the resentful spirits in the Wansha Bureau are dissipated, even Zhang Nanchen feels distressed when he hears it, but this old man is very detached, and people can't help admiring him.

After he chatted with Pingsong for a few words, the leader who was in charge of "receiving" Pingsong left the office without anyone noticing, and a middle-aged man in police uniform came in instead.

The man was tall and tall, about forty years old. As soon as he entered the door, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Nanchen.

Zhang Nanchen's facial features are now much sharper than before, and he just felt a very penetrating gaze focused on himself, so he turned around, and when he saw the man standing at the door smiling at him, he was stunned, and murmured Call out three words: "Second Senior Brother?"

Ji Yan stared at the young man standing in the middle of the office for ten seconds before he had to admit that he was his junior brother Zhang Nanchen. When Zhang Nanchen turned his head and shouted "Second Senior Brother" with wide eyes in disbelief, he couldn't help it anymore He laughed, walked forward while laughing, and hugged the kid into his arms.

"Be gentle——" Zhang Nanchen was hit by his naked chest, his arms were tightened, and tears almost popped out from the pain.

The wounds on his body haven't fully healed yet, so it's good that he won't be squeezed open all of a sudden.

"Why do you all recognize it?" After finally breaking free from Ji Yan's arms, Zhang Nanchen rubbed his neck and asked, but out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Ji Ying who stood aside and didn't speak.

"Xiao Hua." Ji Yan hugged Zhang Nanchen and greeted Ji Ying with a smile.

Ji Ying was silent for a few seconds, but then said, "Senior Ji."

Ji Yan also fell silent, and Zhang Nanchen couldn't speak, but Pingsong stood up, walked up and down in front of Ji Yan, looked up and down for a while and asked, "Are you the second child of Ji's family?"

Only then did Ji Yan regain his smile, bowed his hands to Pingsong before replying: "Now it's just Ji."

After hearing this, Zhang Nanchen couldn't help but look at Ji Ying again. Ji Ying had already turned her head away, her face was still calm, but calm and weird.

Ji Yan is Ji Han's biological brother and Ji Ying's biological uncle. He also watched Zhang Nanchen grow up, but when Ji Ying was five or six years old, he was expelled from Ji's family and removed from the family tree.Ji Ying is the current head of the family, so of course he can't be recognized, he can only be called senior.

"You don't want to call me Second Senior Brother. Let others think that my surname is Pig and my name is Bajie." Seeing Zhang Nanchen looking at Ji Ying, Ji Yan found a step to go down.

"What's that called?" Zhang Nanchen asked.

"Just call me by my name, Ji Yan." Ji Yan smiled, "I'm looking for you today because I have a business to do."

business?

Zhang Nanchen followed Ji Yan without knowing it, and came to a very special building in the city bureau complex. This is a three-story building with red brick walls. It looks old, and it was only when he walked in that he found the decoration. It is very modern, and all the facilities are temporarily new. It seems that it is a relatively lucrative department.

Ji Yan led Zhang Nanchen and the other three to the office hall on the second floor, called five young policemen, one woman, four men, who were sitting in front of the computer and focused on typing on the keyboard, and introduced them: "This is all the members of our department. Let me introduce, Li Ran, the youngest, has four green leaves left, this is a pair of twins, the elder brother is Qin Qian, the younger brother is Qin Empress, the one wearing glasses is our technician Liao Liyun, and the last guy with well-developed limbs, Song Qin."

After Ji Yan's introduction, Zhang Nanchen couldn't remember it at all, so he could only smile politely.

After the introduction, the five little policemen returned to their respective positions and continued to work. Only the only girl, Li Ran, went up to the third floor, and after a while came down with a puppy-like animal with snow-white fur. Zhang Nanchen took a closer look and found that it was the almost The Tianhu who murdered him and Ji Ying!

When Tianhu saw Zhang Nanchen, he screamed desperately. If Li Ran hadn't hugged him tightly, he would have jumped over and bit him severely.

Zhang Nanchen knew that this little bastard probably regarded himself as the enemy who killed his benefactor, so he stood a little farther away helplessly, and Ji Ying stood in front of him, lest Zhang Nanchen be cut into pieces by the little fox's hostile gaze.

"We are now responsible for the disappearance of the boy from University A, so Senior Pingsong and you..." Ji Yan turned his head to Ji Ying, "Please come over and discuss it together."

Ping Song laughed as soon as he heard it, and twirling his goatee, he said, "Comrade leader, don't talk bureaucratically here, what are you researching and discussing? Isn't this case already solved?"

After he finished speaking, he pointed to Tianhu who was being held by Li Ran.

"Yes, it's already broken." Ji Yan smiled without thinking, "But you can't tell the outside world that the culprit is this fox, right?"

"This is a matter for your leaders. I'm just a commoner, so I'm really powerless." Ping Song said.

"That's why I specially invite you to come and talk." Ji Yan was neither overbearing nor humble, still smiling.

Zhang Nanchen couldn't bear to see these two people back and forth in the lawsuit, so he pulled Ji Yan and said, "Just tell me if you have anything to say, I don't think I've had enough sleep, I'm so sleepy."

Hearing this, Ji Yan laughed softly and said, "I'm such an adult, I still like to sleep in."

"Did I not sleep well yesterday?" Zhang Nanchen hurriedly distinguished.

He and Ji Yan haven't seen each other for several years, but after all, it's brotherhood for many years, and now they meet again without a trace of strangeness, and they get along very comfortably.

"Sophistry." Ji Yan glanced at him, then turned to Ping Song and said seriously, "It's very simple to say, I just want to invite you to join the newly established special case investigation department of the Municipal Bureau."

"Special Case Investigation Division?" Zhang Nanchen was the first to speak, "What level, division level?"

"I'm not talented, so I'll be the top leader." Ji Yan smiled at him and bowed his head.

"In your unit, there are only six people in total?" Zhang Nanchen couldn't help laughing, "Is the salary paid?"

"Comrade Xiao Zhang, you don't understand this." Ji Yan put his arms around Zhang Nanchen's neck, "All of them are official civil servants, the finances are fully allocated, the provident fund is based on the highest standard, and the benefits are quite good , How about it, think about it?"

Zhang Nanchen is really tempted, at least the harvest will be guaranteed in drought and flood.

After Ji Ying listened expressionlessly, she looked at Zhang Nanchen and Ji Yan who were next to each other, and said: