Unknown Wooden Buddha
Wu Ci looked up at the sky after taking the circular line back to the old city.
The night was the same as always, with no light for 24 hours a day, the houses and streets were old, and it was like the difference between hell and heaven compared to the upper class area that had just perfectly simulated the sunlight and seemed to be still 20 years ago.
"laugh."
He laughed at himself. When he first arrived in the upper city, he had seen the top of the towering white tower pretending to be the sun. Now that he was in the old city and faced the real thing, he was not used to it.
It is better to move out as soon as possible. There are too many ggs and the shady environment and facilities in the old city are not good. Not only are they bad for the eyes and body, but they also make it inconvenient to go to work. What's more, the crime rate is too high, and a black cat will come to visit from time to time.
Although he could probably defeat Black Cat now, Black Cat was a cadre of the Wilderness Wandering Cult, and Wu Ci didn't want to kill Black Cat and cause trouble in the future.
As soon as I got my spiritualist certificate, I automatically got a Midtown residence permit and an Uptown pass, as well as an apartment assigned by the bureau...
If things had been going according to normal procedures, he should have disposed of Black Cat's body, packed up his belongings, and moved to Midtown as soon as possible within a few days.
But the most important thing now is to get the money to repay the loan tonight and pay it off myself before tomorrow.
With the loan rules for spiritual masters being like this, Zhen Shanhe would definitely want to keep him, and they might even force him to stay by finding some reason or accusing him of some unfounded crime, even if he paid off the loan within the time limit.
But if he paid the money on time and cooperated, even if Zhen Shanhe wanted to keep him, there would be no reason to put him in electronic handcuffs openly. After all, he was not a debtor like Fu Ke.
Wu Ci changed into the same sweater as the one he had given Black Cat, put on a duckbill cap, and took advantage of the night to pick up the body parts wrapped in a black plastic bag and left the dirty and old corridor.
He wasn't quite sure where to throw the body parts. Although he had evidence of the murder and it was okay for Black Cat to take the blame for the murder and throw the body anywhere, he was afraid of scaring the residents here.
It's not polite to litter everywhere, but if you throw it too far away, you're afraid of wasting time and running into a 3D gg who will sentence you if you don't obey, just like before.
Why not just bury them in the neighborhood? Anyway, the owner of the body, a family of three, are all residents of the neighborhood, so let them die here at home, and feel at ease.
Thinking of this, Wu Ci lowered the brim of his hat, dug a hole in the desolate little garden wasteland of Anle Community, threw the body in with two or three steps, buried it, and then stepped on the soil to make it firm.
In order to prevent his neighbors from mistaking him for a murderer, he had to explain himself one by one with the murder warrant, making his neighbors even more terrified. Wu Ci even habitually erased all traces of his corpse hiding and then went home away from people.
“Bang.”
Wu Ci went into the house and closed the wooden door, which was so flimsy that it creaked and swayed in the wind. He was just thinking about how to get the money when he heard the phone ringing in the entrance hall as soon as he entered the room.
Who would call him in the middle of the night?
Puzzled, Wu Ci picked up the receiver and asked politely, "Hello, who are you?"
"Is that Xiao Wu?" The voice of Director Li, whom I had just met in the morning, came from the other end of the phone.
It is annoying for the leader to make phone calls after get off work, but according to the treatment of the Preservation and Inspection Office, Wu Ci, who wants to slack off and become a tax thief while holding an iron rice bowl, has no complaints at all.
"Yes, it's me, Director Li. What can I do for you?"
"Tsk, it's not nice to disturb you at night, and you haven't even started your first day at work yet. But something happened and other departments are short of staff, so they want to transfer them to our department, which happens to be in the old city. You can go hang out there, make up the numbers, and fish a little. If something happens, just hide behind them and let others take over. We will give you overtime and field allowances."
Wu Ci licked his lips, tilted his head, clamped the brass telephone receiver between his neck and cheek, took off his duckbill cap and hung it on the coat rack, "What exactly is going on?"
"The Gourmet has committed another crime. You must have heard of this perverted serial killer, but this time it involves a wandering cult that sneaked in from the wilderness. It seems that they are holding an illegal gathering at the Dusk Bar in the old city. You should keep an eye on them and prevent those cultists from making any strange items."
Director Li kept on telling him, "Xiao Wu, remember this. Don't really go there if something happens. Just pretend and don't reveal your identity as an office worker. Let the law enforcement team take over first, and then the special service will go over... Those cultists are all psychopaths, they are very dangerous, and that gourmet is also a cannibal. Don't try to be a hero. We can just slack off and gather a few people to show that we are working hard day and night."
He spoke a lot, and Wu Ci just extracted the key words.
Gourmets, a wandering cult in the wilderness, danger, being able to slack off without revealing your identity, and working hard day and night.
After a casual analysis, oh, it turns out that the black cat was leading his subordinates in an illegal gathering.
Black Cat had previously said that he would take his men to his rival's house to investigate illegal gatherings, help him eliminate dissidents, and quickly rise to the top to become the director.
So...what's so dangerous about this?
He passed away, and both parties were his own people. He only needed to act as an actor to show that the work was hard and he worked day and night to create the image of the Preservation and Inspection Department, so that they could continue to be tax thieves. With this achievement, he perfectly integrated into the Preservation and Inspection Department and gained the recognition and acceptance of all his colleagues who were tax thieves.
After the performance, there will be overtime allowance and field assistance tomorrow, and overtime pay will even be calculated separately.
This is a good job!
Wu Ci tried to solve the loan problem for tomorrow at the same time. "Excuse me, Director Li, what if all those cultists are arrested? Will they count my performance as credit? I'm a little short of money... I have to pay back the loan tomorrow..."
It was indeed too presumptuous to tell the leader that he was short of money before he even started working, but the fact that Wu Ci dared to say it meant that he had already figured out Director Li's character.
Director Li, who had seen many young people taking out loans to go to school and take the civil service exam, was stunned for a moment before expressing his understanding. "That's fine... but you don't have to risk your life for money. They are a group of cult members! There might even be a psychic among them. This is a job that will cost you your life! We are not the Special Service Department, so there is no need to risk your life. How about you come early tomorrow to register for employment, and I will apply for an advance on your salary?"
What a great leader...
It was a pity that Director Li made a wrong estimate. He did not expect that what Wu Ci owed was not an ordinary loan, but a huge loan for the purpose of capturing people as slaves. It was impossible to be enough even with such a high salary advance from the unit.
"Thank you for your concern, Director Li. I'll take a look at the situation. There happens to be someone I know in this bar. I can go and ask him about the situation. Anyway, we will catch as many people as we can. If we succeed, our unit will also gain more merit."
Director Li raised his voice and said, "Xiao Wu, how can you be considered as a unit's official just by your own connections?"
Wu Ci pretended to be confused and began to talk about the social etiquette that is required of office workers. "Director Li, what are you talking about? I'm just saying this self-righteously. Although I haven't officially started working yet, the way you deal with people has made me think from the bottom of my heart that I am a member of the unit!
Didn't you also represent your unit to pass on the news of the cult gathering in the Twilight Bar? Isn't this the unit's credit? Besides, we are all serving the people, so what difference does it make to whose credit it is? We all prosper together and suffer together!"
Director Li was quite impressed by Wu Ci's good manners and speaking skills, which were different from other young people. "Go ahead, but remember to be careful. If you can't do it, don't force yourself. If you get credit, the unit won't treat you unfairly. I'll double your application bonus. If you need money urgently, I'll pay for it out of my own pocket tomorrow!"
"Thank you Director Li for your cultivation!"
Wu Ci happily changed out of the sweater he had worn when burying the body, found a new shirt to put on, checked the location of the Dusk Bar on the Internet, and went out again.
"Young man! Do you want to take a taxi?"
Just as the dog sneaked away from the 3Dgg-infested area near the community like a mouse, a taxi stopped in front of Wu Ci. The driver's window was open, and the driver, wearing a turban, was greeting passengers with a beaming face and looked very enthusiastic.
These are not the floating taxis of the upper city, but ordinary old-fashioned taxis, the kind that run on the ground, and now can only be seen in the old city and midtown.
Wu Ci stopped in front of the taxi.
According to the current account balance, he really wanted to go there. After all, he had two hours a day when the Heroic Spirit could transform into a spirit and attach itself to him.
He can easily climb walls and fly, and can walk naturally, so he definitely doesn't need to spend money to take a car.
But the problem was that no one else could be possessed by a spirit like him. If he went there too early, it would be unreasonable for people to find out that he had arrived so early without any means of transportation.
Some people may say that Wu Ci is too cautious, but most people lose more than they gain because they are not cautious enough.
If his special ability to transform heroic spirits into spirit children and possess them in his own body were exposed, the consequences he would have to face would be something he could not bear.
Of course, after being discovered, Wu Ci could also make excuses, saying that he had a good relationship with the heroic spirit and asked Chu Ci to carry him or cross over, but this statement was too disgraceful and was not considered either.
The Twilight Bar is far from here, and even though he went there just to slack off, he is now in the system. If something really happens and they find out he is not there when he goes there, he will probably have his salary deducted.
Oh, that's not right. In the system, he is a civil servant now! According to the style of their department, the travel expenses for working overtime on official business can definitely be reimbursed! Maybe he can even get double the reimbursement and pocket some money!
Without further hesitation, Wu Ci got into the car and said, "Master, I need to go to the Twilight Bar to get a receipt! If possible, please also give me the receipts that the previous customers didn't ask for."
"Twilight Bar? Which company's... Fun at the company's expense..." the driver muttered in a low voice, but for the sake of performance, he still gave Wu Ci the invoice that the previous customer was too lazy to take away.
"Sit still!"
The taxi whizzed out.
Wu Ci, who had just fastened his seat belt, was pushed forward by the pressure on his back. "Master...you...were you a racing driver?"
"How do you know? I was a racing driver before the great purge of the technological fault line 20 years ago. I was only 19 years old at that time, a rich second-generation, so proud!"
The driver suddenly turned a corner and the car went up the viaduct at 90 degrees to avoid a 3D projected GG.
The Heroic Spirit, whose witch word carries the negative attribute of "sickly and weak", felt suffocated by the violent impact, and was shaken all over by the speed of the car. "Ahem... so now... you are doing pretty well..."
"That's not right... Hey! Young man! What's wrong with you? Why are you coughing up blood?"
Wu Ci raised his hand with a trembling hand to look at the palm of his hand where he had just covered his mouth to cough. In the darkness, dark red blood mixed with some coagulated blood clots flowed out from between his fingers, and faintly visible was a golden light that looked like a heroic spirit.
Seeing this, he stopped panicking instantly.
It's not the body that's hurt, it's the spirit, it's not a big deal.
Coughing up blood is just coughing up the spirit, there is no big deal... it just looks scary. After all, the original body grew up in the wilderness, and no matter how weak his body is, he will not cough up blood just because the car is driving too fast.
The fact that he coughed up all his internal organs along with them must have been caused by the negative term "sickness" that his Heroic Spirit had experienced in the past.
Since what was coughed up was the spirit of a Heroic Spirit, it would of course be able to recover automatically with the spiritual power generated by the body... It would definitely not have any effect on the physical body he is currently living in.
"You're not feeling well, young man. Are you sick or what? Why are you so weak?"
The driver next to him was frightened because Wu Ci was coughing up blood. He was afraid that Wu Ci had died in the car and he would have to cooperate with the police for inspection, wasting a day's work time.
He shook his turban-wrapped head, took out a wooden sculpture from the storage compartment of the car and threw it to Wu Ci.
It is a hanging wooden Buddha with his robes wide open, sitting or lying on a lotus platform with kind eyes.
Wu Ci covered his aching chest and asked hoarsely, "What is this?"
"Of course it's the Buddha! This Buddha is amazing." The driver showed a mysterious smile that all men understand. "Young people don't know how to restrain themselves, so just believe it. No matter how you play, you can replenish your body. I originally kept it for my own use. I'll charge you 500 credit points."
Reproduction, vitality of flesh and blood, this is the 12th month mysterious spirit enshrined in Tiande Temple, the heavenly way controlled by the evil Buddha "Sui Gu".
Wu Ci knew that he might be too suspicious. He had strong doubts about the efficacy of the ubiquitous wooden Buddha statues and the people's blind faith in them.
Obviously, it has reproductive effects, and many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas have it. This wooden Buddha statue is not like the skeleton he had seen, which is full of reproductive organs and flesh and blood...
But Wu Ci still wanted to ask for clarification.
He held the wooden sculpture and coughed twice. "What I mean is, what is the name of this Buddha?"
"Name? Oh! Now that you mention it, it seems like other Buddhas have names, but this one... I just realized now that it doesn't have one."
Wu Ci had some vague guesses in his mind, and quickly turned the "Chu Ci" spirit into something attached to himself.
One is to be prepared at all times, and the other is that "Chu Ci" can predict the future.
Just use it briefly, and it won't take up much spiritual power if you count it from the side. If it is really a skeleton, it won't cause a sudden death due to the involvement of the mysterious spirit.
The important issue now is that Wu Ci currently has neither a compass nor coins for fortune-telling, and both of these items have to be old.
Nowadays, ancient compasses and copper coins are very expensive, and the credit balance in his account cannot afford to buy them. Although there are some in the card that Tianjizi gave to "Chu Ci", they are marked by the government and are prohibited from being traded. Now he can't find a way to buy them in a short time.
Tsk, if I had known earlier that I should have asked Fu Ke where he bought the copper when I was tested at the Special Management Bureau today.
But it doesn’t matter. There are many ways to use the Tianji meridian. If you have a tortoise shell or bone, you can use it as a substitute.
Wu Ci thought: I can't use the tortoise shell, but I can use the bones. There will be cultists in the Twilight Bar later anyway, so I can just kill any one and dismantle him. The black cat will definitely not mind.
Besides, there was no need to demolish much. There were broken bones of a neighbor's family in the community garden downstairs from his house. He had buried them just before leaving the house. They should not rot in a short time and he could dig them up anytime when needed. It would be a waste to leave them there if not used.
But now you can just ask the driver where he got this wooden Buddha.
He asked, "Master, where did this wooden Buddha come from?"
"You want to know where the goods are sourced from?" The driver with a headscarf said unhappily, "It will cost extra."
Wu Ci's expression remained unchanged. "Add, you can say any number you want."
"At least 5,000 credits!"
"Okay, go ahead."
"It's in the Twilight Bar. I have an acquaintance there. If you want to meet him, I can introduce him to you. OK, here we are. Pay me."
The taxi stopped in an alley and the driver pulled out a baseball bat from the side.
This place is sparsely populated and there is not a single pedestrian in sight. It seems to be a perfect place for robbery.
The old city is really chaotic. Once he arrives at a secluded place, any driver can suddenly decide to attack him... Is he really as easy to bully as he looks?
Wu Ci sighed and chuckled, "I will give it to you, but please answer my last question."
"What?" the driver asked impatiently.
"You said you were a racing driver 20 years ago. So considering your age, you should have been old enough to be a governor by then... Did you watch the global live show at that time?"
Wu Ci tucked her hair behind her ears and raised her lips gently, "You, remember my face, right?"
The driver's eyes widened in shock, but he saw Wu Ci approaching him step by step, "I want to ask you for some money for watching the show. If you are still alive, I will certainly pay you the fees that should be paid to you."
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