Upon seeing Director Zhou, who, like Chen Wei, always quietly helped them, Zhao Youliang and Sister-in-law Yingchun hurriedly went to greet him.
"Brother Zhou, what brings you here today? Please have a seat."
"I'll have the chef grill something for you to eat right away!"
Director Zhou laughed heartily: "Grill more! We've been starving all day!"
"I worked overtime today, spending the whole day working outside the town with the sanitation workers. We're exhausted!"
"Absolutely!" Sister Yingchun agreed as she walked towards the kitchen.
"Brother Zhou, please wait a moment, it'll be ready soon!"
After Sister Yingchun left, Director Zhou pulled Zhao Youliang to sit down together.
"Quantum, what did you say you needed to talk to me about?"
Since the other party had taken the initiative to ask, Zhao Youliang naturally wouldn't be polite and told them about his idea of building a rain shelter.
Director Zhou nodded slightly upon hearing this: "Do it your way."
"Just bring your business license and Yingchun's ID card to our office tomorrow during working hours to register and file your documents."
"Oh right, you're thinking of having to go to the fire department, they have some paperwork to do there."
"Don't worry, I'll talk to the fire department for you first."
Since the other party agreed so readily, what could Zhao Youliang say but gratitude?
I offered to have a drink with Director Zhou tonight, and we'd all drink until we were both drunk.
Director Zhou was just as forthright as Chen Wei; birds of a feather flock together, so he nodded in agreement without hesitation.
And he had his colleague who came with him settle the bill in advance.
Zhao Youliang was unwilling to accept the money, but before he could speak, Director Zhou spoke first.
“Quantum, for the official business we’re carrying out today, each of us will receive a meal allowance of thirty dollars.”
"Brother, I have fifty dollars!"
"So you have to keep it... So, if this money isn't enough, the taxi driver won't give you any more, okay?"
Seeing Director Zhou's unyielding attitude, Zhao Youliang could only nod in agreement.
As we were talking, we saw the urban management staff who had come with Director Zhou carrying four cases of beer out of their enforcement vehicle—the kind that comes in cases of 24 bottles.
Director Zhou smiled and said, "We guys are all heavy drinkers. We bring our own alcohol, and it's cheaper than what you sell at your store, haha!"
"Does your store have a rule against bringing your own drinks?"
Zhao Youliang wasn't stupid; he knew that the other person was doing this out of pure good intentions.
Fearing the meal allowance wouldn't be enough, and unwilling to charge more, I was touched and immediately got up to help carry the beer.
But at that moment, Zhao Youliang was shocked to find that several urban management officers looked ashen-faced, just like ordinary people who hadn't slept well for days.
This is clearly a sign of being invaded by yin energy and having weakened yang energy.
Although it's not possession by evil spirits, if this condition isn't addressed promptly, it can easily attract unclean things.
While secretly surprised, Zhao Youliang pretended to be nonchalant and asked.
"Where did you guys work today? Why are you all covered in dirt and grime?"
Upon hearing this, the urban management officer smiled wryly: "Don't even mention it, we spent a whole day cleaning up the messy graveyard outside the town."
"It's said that the town has a new plan that will require that area to be used."
"Damn it, if it weren't for the fact that Director Zhou is a good person and takes the lead, we wouldn't have gone!"
"A mass grave, what a damn bad luck!"
After listening to the urban management officer's words, Zhao Youliang suddenly realized what was going on.
The mass graves are full of wandering, ownerless ghosts. They've destroyed people's homes, how could they not bring bad luck!
Fortunately, this was done in accordance with government orders, and there was justice protecting them.
If this is a private matter, then the person has probably been "bewitched" by a ghost.
After understanding everything, Zhao Youliang silently recited an exorcism spell to help the urban management officers get rid of the "bad luck" while asking questions.
“We didn’t have many outsiders here before, and we never heard of any plagues or anything like that.”
"How could there be such a large, chaotic graveyard?"
One of the urban management officers is a local resident. Although he wasn't born and raised here, he has lived here for several decades.
My grandfather's generation moved to live in the small town.
"I do know a little about this: before the Republic of China, during the warlord era, there was a powerful warlord who occupied this area."
"Although he was called a warlord, he was a very good person and treated us ordinary people perfectly well."
"Later, he was defeated by other warlords, so he and his family went into seclusion in our small town."
"I just don't know what happened later, but suddenly the whole family died."
"With the whole family dead, there's naturally no one to collect their bodies... It's said that they're buried in the mass graves."
"Oh, oh, oh!" The others nodded slightly upon hearing this, and then no one paid any attention, returning to their seats to wait for the barbecue.
Only Zhao Youliang's mind raced: Warlord? His whole family suddenly died?
Could it be related to the "soldier spirit" I saw last night?
If that's the case, then the already eerie town will become even more "lively"...
Just as Zhao Youliang was worrying, Sister Yingchun quietly walked over.
"Quantum, the school just called and asked me to send over fifty yuan worth of meat skewers."
"Why don't you go? When you come back, you can have a drink with Brother Zhou."
“Okay!” Zhao Youliang nodded in agreement.
I grabbed the already grilled meat skewers, mounted my old bicycle (which rattled everywhere except for the bell), and headed straight for school.
"Brother Zhou, don't rush to drink, wait for me!"
"I'll be back in less than twenty minutes!"
When Zhao Youliang arrived at the school gate, he saw a man in white waiting there from afar.
When Zhao Youliang, who was pedaling his bicycle furiously, saw what the person in white looked like, he almost crashed into a tree!
There's no other reason than that the person in front of me is just too handsome, so handsome that he doesn't seem real!
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