Chapter 192 He Looks Down on Me
"What does he mean?! He looks down on me!? I want to see who he is. How dare he tease the ghost messenger!?"
Sanqi was licking the ingot beside him, "Hehehe, you don't know? Oh, I told you not to play around and drink too much, but you don't even know Master Qin, hehehe~"
After letting out a few breaths of anger, Sanjiu left with a gloomy face.
Looking at the spot where his colleague disappeared, Sanqi smiled strangely, "I knew that Laojiu's grandson couldn't control the newcomer."
"This is just the first time, and it won't happen again."
Qin Qinsen, who had originally left, reopened the door with an unwavering expression, "You Yincha should handle your own internal affairs. What do you mean by dragging me into this?"
"Master Qin, please forgive me. A new yin messenger like Sanjiu, who has been in office for less than three hundred years, has many ulterior motives and is undisciplined. Some of them are extreme, so it is normal for them to have disloyal thoughts."
This morning I received a message from Lao Jiu saying that several new ghost messengers in Hai City are troublemakers. They have great skills but lack moral integrity. There have been problems in the extradition of ghosts in many areas. Lao Jiu has to catch the escaped ghosts and teach the disobedient ghost messengers a lesson. He is very busy and urgently needs Qin Qinsen's assistance.
So this scene happened today.
Qin Qinsen led Lu Zhi, and the two of them quickly removed the remaining talismans and ropes. Qin Qinsen took out the lightest-colored piece from the pile of talismans and said, "This must be the medium Sanjiu used to transport the ghost to the Buer Inn. The resentment inside is almost overflowing. There are jackals in your ghost messenger team."
"That's why we need you, Master Qin, to help." Sanqi bowed exaggeratedly, took the talisman, and sniffed it. "Hmm... It smells like Sanjiu and Taoist Wusong."
"If my calculations are correct, they must be from the same sect." Qin Qinsen concluded as he fiddled with his fingers, "One evil ghost, one Yin messenger. They work together to trap Yin souls and use their Yin energy to replenish and strengthen themselves. The person with the melon-shaped hat and the female ghost are probably their food reserves."
"Great! No wonder Sanjiu, with less than three hundred years of age, has such a high level of cultivation and even managed to get a job as a ghost messenger. No, I'm going to tell my colleagues right now, and they'll make him roll on a mountain of knives a thousand times!"
With Sanqi's departure, the temperature in the house returned to normal.
Qin Qinsen opened the doors and windows, pinched his fingers, and chanted a spell. A strong wind swept through the house, and all remaining traces were blown away by the wind, leaving no trace of flying ash.
It was not until he sat down at the Teng family's dining table again that Qin Qinsen's body warmed up.
"Hurry up and drink some soup to warm yourself up. The temperature has dropped so much recently. I don't know if Da Teng has brought enough clothes." Teng's mother handed over a bowl of hot soup, very worried about her eldest son who was far away.
"Mom, what are you talking about? If big brother gets cold, just go buy some clothes. There are so many fashion stores in Country F. How can he freeze into popsicles?" Teng An said vaguely, holding a sea cucumber in his mouth. "Hey, Meng Xi asked me to ask, do you have time to be a consultant?"
Qin Qinsen raised his eyebrows, "She wants to write about metaphysics?"
"Of course not. Talking about love is boring. The market is too homogenized. I want something different."
It was a rare moment for Teng An to be serious, and everyone's eyes in the restaurant were focused on him.
In the past, Teng An appeared cheerful and carefree, but those who knew him could sense a hint of confusion. Now, however, things are different. When discussing current projects and upcoming dramas, Teng An exudes confidence.
While eating, everyone listened to Teng An talk about Meng Xi's creation, the establishment of the crew, and the preparations for the film and television company.
"Tell your family if you need anything. Don't be silly and leave the resources unused. Do you hear me?" Father Teng said in a calm voice. He was very worried that his children would learn from those idiots in TV dramas, not using the ready-made resources but insisting on going out on their own. In the end, they would get beaten to a pulp and still cry out that the world is unfair.
"I know, Dad. My brother told me a long time ago."
Qin Qinsen concentrated on eating, with the Teng family chatting casually in his ears. Occasionally, a few loud long and short sentences floated out from the TV, causing everyone to look over uncontrollably, then smile at each other and complain about a few boring lines.
Relaxed and warm atmosphere, as always.
It was not until the second half of the night that Qin Qinsen woke up from his sleep.
The room was pitch black and the air conditioner was at a suitable temperature, but his face was covered in cold sweat.
He opened his phone and saw that Teng Su had sent him a message a few minutes ago.
[Teng Su: Just landed, going straight to the hotel.]
My heart is beating a little irregularly.
It seemed like someone was laughing in the dream, but Qin Qinsen could not remember the specific dream. He only felt that the darkness in the house was the same as the background in the dream, and was about to swallow him up.
He dialed the phone uncontrollably, and it was not until Teng Su's voice rang out that Qin Qinsen's disordered heartbeat calmed down.
[It's so late, are you still awake or just woke up, huh? ]
"...Can't it be that I miss you?"
There were two muffled laughs from the other side, and Qin Qinsen could imagine Teng Su's expression.
"How rare! I've only been out for less than a day, and Master Qin is already missing me like crazy?" Teng Su's tone was incredibly gentle. "Don't worry, I'll be back in three days at most. Get some rest, and when I get back I'll take you to the hot spring resort. Remember that one Ji Kai showed off on his WeChat Moments last time? Let's go there too."
"Yeah." Qin Qinsen chatted with Teng Su casually until the winter sun shone into the room through the curtains. He was shocked to realize that several hours had passed.
"I don't want to chat with you anymore. Go and have a rest. We have a meeting later."
[Okay, wait for me at home.]
"Nerve." Touching his burning ears, Qin Qinsen retreated into the quilt, "Not right."
Sitting up straight again, Qin Qinsen summoned Wuliangqiu, who was sleeping peacefully between his eyebrows. He frowned and said, "Don't miss any corner. Check."
The golden ball was forced to turn on, and was still a little confused. But after hearing the rare serious instructions from its master, it instantly perked up.
The sphere turned into thousands of golden threads and scattered in all directions. In just a moment, the entire villa was wrapped in Wuliangqiu.
The golden light spread out from his eyes, and the scenes wherever it passed were all faithfully reflected in Qin Qinsen's mind.
Unlike the surveillance footage, what Wuliangqiu brought back were images that were clearly marked as not belonging to the world of the living.
"I found you."
Qin Qinsen opened his eyes and began to wash leisurely.
The house was as quiet as usual, with no change even though the owner of the room had gotten up early.
Fifteen minutes later, Qin Qinsen locked the door, and the spell representing confinement quickly passed through the door and then disappeared.
"Whether you're a human or a ghost, you should be grateful. I won't look for you, and you shouldn't bother me either, okay?"
With a snap of his fingers, the TV on the wall made two crackling sounds, followed by a burning smell. A black figure quickly detached from the TV and faced Qin Qinsen head-on.
"Hmph, you allowed evil spirits to hurt people and provided a place for the three ghosts from the Fuji Inn, who are wanted by the underworld, to commit crimes. Why don't you just surrender and come with me to the underworld to receive your punishment!"
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