Chapter 148 A Talented Actor Used as Cannon Fodder (Part 45) Zhang Mofeng...
After Zhang Mofeng joined Song Yu's group, he became the liaison between the bureau and Song Yu's team. He didn't need to go back to work and attend meetings every day, and he could get close to the big shots, which was naturally quite enjoyable.
He didn't have a fixed mission in Song Yu's team. Sometimes he would follow Xue Ziqi and the others to catch a low-level ghost that was stuck in the human world to broaden his horizons. Other times he would hang out on the film set and take over the assistant's work. Anyway, he was never idle.
Now that Zhang Mochen needs to set up formations everywhere, he follows along as her personal driver. With her running around every day, her cultivation time has been greatly reduced.
However, Zhang Mofeng's cultivation progress was in no way behind that of his colleagues who were cultivating together.
He even cultivated faster than others, and has now reached the threshold of a second-level Celestial Master, ranking seventh in cultivation level within the department.
This includes the director, who was previously a Level Two Celestial Master, and two other colleagues who were originally Level One Celestial Masters.
Everyone assumed he was getting special treatment from the experts, but Zhang Mofeng knew he hadn't received any special guidance at all. Even in class, he was just learning along with the group's pace.
Whether it was his master Song Yu or the two senior brothers who were in charge of the regular classes, they never held back when teaching everyone. At most, Zhang Mochen forced him to learn some talisman drawing and incantation, which were all elective courses and did not affect his overall cultivation progress.
That day, Zhang Mofeng, carrying Zhang Mochen's small wooden plaque, took him out to set up an array. Nowadays, the children's status is different. No matter whose territory they go to, they are always accompanied by the ghost messengers there in a polite manner.
Sometimes, they would even arrange for a few kids to come and do the hard labor. Even the accompanying driver, Zhang Mofeng, was provided with a one-stop service for eating, drinking, and having fun in the local area. The hospitality was extremely considerate and thoughtful.
Looking through the rearview mirror at the back seat crammed with ghosts and the black-clad ghost messenger sitting in the passenger seat, Zhang Mofeng couldn't help but feel glad that he wasn't afraid of ghosts.
If it were Xue Ziqi and Wei Chengzhi, the two senior brothers, they probably wouldn't even be able to drive the car.
Zhang Mochen skillfully took out the materials to draw the array diagram and directed the little devils to help dig holes and bury the array stones. He wasn't afraid of his skills being stolen, since the array diagram wasn't anything important. After getting Lin You's consent, he handed it over directly.
Both the Supernatural Management Bureau above and the Underworld below provided detailed array diagrams and material lists.
Unfortunately, this formation originated from the cultivation world, and its energy system differs somewhat from that of this world.
Aside from Zhang Mochen, who had been cultivating with Lin You, the formations set up by others always had some problems, making it impossible to send the new ghosts to the correct location, which instead increased the workload considerably.
Fortunately, setting up the formation was quite convenient. After Zhang Mochen became proficient, his speed increased considerably. He could complete one formation in half an hour, and setting up five or six in a day was quite easy.
Zhang Mofeng couldn't help, so he just squatted down and watched. He was so engrossed in watching that he lost in thought. When he came to his senses, he had already become a second-level Celestial Master.
He jumped three feet high with excitement, "Ah Chen, look! This must be the legendary enlightenment! I really am a cultivation genius!"
Zhang Mochen was also a newbie who had only been cultivating for a short time. He didn't know much about this matter, but he still praised it a few times.
The ghost messenger following beside him noticed something amiss: "This young master's cultivation method is unique; it seems to have absorbed a small amount of merit and faith power."
Zhang Mofeng then remembered something and hurriedly took out his phone to check. Sure enough, the episode of "Tracing the Footsteps" that he had gone to film had already aired.
With his good looks, cheerful personality, and considerable wealth, Zhang Mofeng enjoys a very positive reputation online and even has his own fan club.
Isn't this name a bit strange?
"Little Maple Leaf" is at least a term of endearment, but what the heck is "Little Crazy Master"?
Before the show aired, I thought this character was a rich young master, but it turns out he has the qualities of a mother hen.
Zhang Mofeng: You're the old woman! He's just respecting his teacher!
[Hilarious! There's a traitor among them. Little Crazy isn't afraid of ghosts at all, and he even broke the director's props. I wonder if he'll get his pay docked.]
Zhang Mofeng: What prop? That's something possessed by an unformed ghost. Besides, the director didn't pay him!
[Little Maple Leaf has amazing observation skills; in just one meal, she remembered everyone else's tastes, and she has a wonderful personality!]
Zhang Mofeng: Of course, this is his first time meeting his master and senior brothers, so he naturally wants to leave a good impression on everyone!
[His implication was way too obvious. His comment about picky eaters not growing taller was probably referring to Xue Ziqi, hahaha!]
Zhang Mofeng: Nonsense! I was clearly talking about my son, Achen!
………
After he had finished scrolling through the comments and was satisfied with putting away his phone, it suddenly occurred to him that his master and fellow disciples insisted on making movies in the entertainment industry for the sake of their faith.
He had previously thought that these people were working hard for their dreams.
Now that he knew the reason, Zhang Mofeng took Song Yu's career in the entertainment industry even more seriously. He not only urged people to speed up the post-production of the newly filmed "Twins," but also to expedite the production of "Asking the Immortal Path," in which Song Yu had a supporting role.
Before joining the new film crew, Song Yu finally found another suspicious person. This time, he and Lin You did not tell anyone and just went to check on them quietly.
Lin You's computer skills played a crucial role at this time. After three days of investigation, the two finally found the person.
Regardless of their true identity, let's see what that yin energy is like first; maybe we can figure something out.
This time, the person was an insurance company salesman. He didn't appear near Song Xia, but he looked like a very talkative middle-aged man.
This man didn't have as many flaws as the food delivery driver. He had parents, a wife and children, a mortgage on a house in his city, and a used car.
His standard of living was within the range his salary could afford. Just by looking at him, he was just an ordinary middle-aged man struggling to make a living.
"Can you tell anything? Should we get closer and buy insurance from him?" Song Yu suggested.
He and Lin You sat in a corner of the coffee shop, watching the middle-aged man talking eloquently not far away. Looking around, nothing unexpected happened, which showed that the so-called backlash was indeed nonsense.
Lin You glanced at it.
"No need. After he leaves, just grab him and we can observe him up close and see if the backlash will make a move."
Lin You took a small sip of coffee, the strong bitterness spreading in her mouth. She frowned slightly, then casually put the cup aside.
She definitely prefers milk tea, especially with half a cup of toppings like coconut jelly, taro balls, and mochi. One sip and it's fragrant and sweet, much better than this bitter coffee.
"Why should I be the one to catch people? You're clearly better at it and more experienced!" Song Yu felt that he had enough of learning how to catch ghosts and didn't need to learn how to catch people.
"There's a milk tea shop at the street corner ahead. They've just started selling taro balls and grape flavor. Shall we go buy some later?" Song Yu chatted casually with Lin You while keeping watch.
After they had read through all the milk tea shop signs on the street and even discussed where to have afternoon tea and dinner, the target finally ended their conversation.
At Lin You's urging, Song Yu followed him. Just as they reached the street corner, they saw that the person was already waiting there.
“My name is Zhou Wuzheng. I noticed you’ve been watching me closely, sir. But I need to buy insurance. There’s a teahouse not far ahead that’s very quiet. Shall we go sit there for a while?”
After Zhou Wuzheng finished speaking to Song Yu with a smile, he waved to Lin You across the street. Seeing her follow him, he continued:
"The dim sum at that teahouse is the best in the area, and it tastes really good. If ordinary people want to buy it, they have to make a reservation three months in advance. I have some connections with the owner, so I'll treat you to some today. Would you two like to come and try it?"
Lin You glanced at Zhou Wuzheng and nodded in agreement. Before entering the teahouse, she also bought two cups of milk tea and a small cake from next door.
The three of them entered the innermost private room without any hindrance. Tea and snacks had already been prepared in the room.
Lin You looked at Zhou Wuzheng and asked, "Tell me, when did you find us?"
Zhou Wuzheng personally poured tea for the two of them. The tea was warm and just the right temperature, showing that the person who prepared it had put a lot of thought into it.
"I've always had a keen eye. Although you two have changed your attire slightly, your features haven't changed much, so it's not difficult to recognize you," Zhou Wuzheng said with a smile, and then served Lin You a plate of snacks.
"Try it. Don't underestimate this place. The pastry chef is a genuine descendant of the imperial chefs. These are all original court pastries."
Lin You took a bite of a mung bean cake and found that it did taste better than the ones sold at the street snack shops. She smiled and greeted Zhou Wuzheng, "You sit down too. We're not crippled, we don't need anyone to wait on us."
Although this person was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his every move was very similar to the servants Lin You had seen in ancient times.
Zhou Wuzheng obediently sat down next to her. Before he could say anything, Song Yu suddenly asked, "Did you know we were waiting for you, which is why you deliberately talked to someone for so long?"
Zhou Wuzheng cupped his hands in greeting, still sporting his signature smile: "Please excuse my rudeness. I didn't want to spoil your enjoyment, as you two seem to be having such a pleasant conversation."
The timing of his ending was too coincidental. Lin You followed up with, "So, you could still hear our conversation?"
Although she didn't set up a soundproof barrier, she kept her voice down when talking to Song Yu, so given the distance between Zhou Wuzheng and them, it was unlikely that he could hear her.
"My ears have always been more sensitive than others since I was a child," Zhou Wuzheng said without any attempt to hide the fact that he had been eavesdropping.
"Then you must know why we came here." Lin You wiped the crumbs off her hands, looked at Zhou Wuzheng, and noticed that a silver whip had appeared in her hand.
Zhou Wuzheng was startled by her whip and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Grandma, please talk to me properly. Ask me anything you want to know, and I will answer everything I know!"
Lin You looked at the whip in her hand. The whip, about the thickness of a finger, was small and exquisite, and didn't look very intimidating.
She simply needed a medium to transfer spiritual energy; it didn't seem like she was being tortured to extract a confession.
"Don't worry, I usually don't hit people." Lin You flicked her wrist, and the whip coiled around the other's wrist like a nimble snake. The spiritual energy circulated through Zhou Wuzheng's body along the meridians before quickly withdrawing.
Along with it came a small wisp of grayish gas, which must be the special yin energy that Lü Guoqiang mentioned.
"This thing looks unremarkable, but it gives me a dangerous feeling." Song Yu frowned and stared at the yin energy for a while, but couldn't see anything wrong with it.
Lin You studied it for a long time before asking in confusion, "Why does this look like the ghost energy leaked from a level nine ghost king? I just don't know how this stuff was collected and used to control people."
Lin You consulted the ghost who had been spying on her from the other end, and after getting a definite answer, she put the ghostly energy into a small porcelain bottle.
Meanwhile, Zhou Wuzheng was still dumbfounded in shock. The ghostly energy that had plagued him for half his life had been resolved so easily?
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