Old man
It rained heavily the night before, and the heat of the past few days was washed away by the heavy rain, and it was cloudy and rainy throughout the day.
The humid weather made Sirius a little listless. Li Xingzang took a comb and combed his hair bit by bit. Fortunately, not much hair fell out.
"Boss, can you please take care of He Yishu?" It was raining outside and fewer people came to eat. After making a few takeouts, Li Xingzang simply closed the store and watched TV.
"She went up the mountain again?" Captain Li asked with a smile as he looked at the frustrated Nighthawk.
Nighthawk sighed, "I got nothing, and I provoked Sister Huang's men and got into a fight with them."
That day, in the illuminated rooms of the high-rise building constructed from the fusion artifacts, He Yishu saw the foreman who had once spared her. Although he had always oppressed her at work, on the last day, she knew he must have discovered something, but he still let her go. Although they did not escape in the end, He Yishu still remembered his kindness. After all, in her life, as a human being, not many people had treated her kindly, and he... barely counted as one.
After the building collapsed, its nutrients naturally burned along with it. But the Fengdu boss had mentioned that most of the nutrients in the fusion came from this land. If someone had the opportunity, leaving behind a soul or half a spirit, they might be able to reincarnate again after a period of time.
He Yishu heard the news from someone, and after returning to Snow City, she would wander the mountains whenever she could, hoping to find something to repay the favor. She shared the same plight as Wei Chunhua, who had also lost her child.
"Sister Huang has already brought the spirits in the mountains to do this. He Yishu is a fierce ghost, always hanging around in the mountains, scaring the little ghosts. Look, they even got into a fight today."
"A fight broke out?" Li Xingzang put away the comb, picked up a few strands of long hair and began to braid them. "What's going on?" Although she had recovered her previous memories, she was not a bad person by nature. In addition, she had a comradeship with those little monsters, so she would not take action easily.
Nighthawk looked at the braid gradually taking shape on White Wolf's head and opened his mouth, but decided to follow Boss Li. "I don't know. That kid couldn't speak clearly. He just kept cursing at He Yishu."
Li Xingzang sighed, "Nighthawk, I know you're a good follower, but you shouldn't be prejudiced against your colleagues. Could there be some misunderstanding between the two ghosts?"
Nighthawk said he was wronged, "I'm really not biased. You can tell the kid's appearance the moment you see him!"
Captain Li had no choice but to take his subordinates to the next room with the guardian beast as they were useless.
"Uh..." This isn't a little ghost, it's clearly an old ghost! Li Xingzang glared at Nighthawk, "Why don't you explain it clearly?"
"Just watch, I told you." Nighthawk also felt wronged. Considering his age, the person in front of him was just a little kid.
Unfortunately, the old ghost was really good-looking and took advantage of it. He slammed his cane into the ground and said with great confidence, "Just tell me, is this the government? Can you help me make the decision? If not, I will report it to the higher authorities!"
Li Xingzang gestured to Nighthawk to notify the underworld messenger and stepped forward to ask, "Master, if you have anything to report, please tell me."
"You?" The old man raised his eyelids. "Are you their leader?" He pointed his crutch at a row of monsters sitting or standing in the room.
Li Xingzang raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhu Wang and the others' rather indignant expressions, and put down his crutches: "Yes, I am."
The old man was stunned when he saw her action, "What do you mean?"
"Hmm?" Li Xingzang pretended not to understand, secretly cursing why the ghost messenger hadn't come yet! A ghost of his age was acting like a rogue in front of her. What if someone in the room couldn't hold back and was killed by a burst of spiritual power? She would have to write a report!
"You--!" The old man pointed at Li Xingzang and was about to teach the girl a lesson when he suddenly noticed her red eyes.
"Are you Boss Li?" he asked doubtfully.
"Do you know me?" Li Xingzang leaned on the white wolf's back, hugged his shoulders, and swayed his crossed legs.
The old man swallowed, thinking about what those ghosts said before coming here: "If you have any problems, just find Boss Li! She has the final say in Xuecheng, and she is well-connected with both the black and white worlds!" He thought it must be a burly old man, but he didn't expect it to be a little girl.
"Wuwuwu..." Boss Li lowered his crossed legs. What was going on? Why did he start crying over a disagreement? The key point was that among this room of handsome men and beautiful women, an old man suddenly appeared wiping his tears. The scene was a bit too scary.
"If you have something to say, just say it." She was really at her wit's end. Why did everyone have to cry in front of her? The serious crime squad had become a neighborhood committee.
"Boss Li, it's not that I'm causing trouble for the government, it's just that the evil spirit is such a jerk. At my age, I've already got dirt buried up to my forehead—" [1]
"Sorry to interrupt, you have been buried now." The willow branches behind the desk suddenly gestured above his head.
After hearing what she said, the old man felt that the words she had mentioned were no longer appropriate. "Yes, I am an old man who has already passed away, and I was bullied by a little girl like this. Even my father never beat me like this..."
Li Xingzang scratched his head. No wonder Ye Ying said he couldn't speak clearly and kept repeating the same thing over and over again.
"Alright." She slapped the table. "Just tell me straight. What's going on? What do you want? Everyone in this room is older than you. Don't try to act like a jerk. Just explain yourself clearly so we can help." If He Yishu hadn't gotten into trouble, she would have already called in the Ice City Special Intelligence Bureau. She still had to think about setting up a branch of the other departments of the Special Intelligence Bureau here. At least there had to be a neighborhood committee!
Although the old man had only been a ghost for a short time, he was no ordinary person after all, and he could sense something was amiss. But that was precisely why he had to call his leader out. Otherwise, he, a new ghost, would be killed by these powerful demons without knowing why. He heard that these officially appointed demons had leverage in the hands of the government, so he had to find someone in charge to back him up.
"Well... this is what happened..." Seeing that Li Xingzang didn't buy his trick, the old man sighed.
After the divine realm disappeared, a lot of messy things merged into the land and mountains. To be on the safe side, the Special Intelligence Bureau set up a barrier on the mountain. All ghosts and goblins on the mountain are not allowed to go down the mountain during this period. If necessary, they will be given a special pass after passing the background check, and only those with this pass can go up and down the mountain.
People like He Yishu and Wei Chunhua are now considered non-staff members of the Special Investigation Office. They are not only asked to find souls, but also to communicate between the people on the mountain and those below, so they were given special passes to facilitate their work.
"The old man is seventy-eight years old this year and is a ginseng collector on the White Mountain."
Ginseng collector? Li Xingzang raised his eyebrows.
"My family has been doing this for generations, from my great-grandfather to my grandfather and then to my father. When it came to my generation, government policies kept changing. We started out collecting ginseng, then moved on to felling trees. We thought we'd learn to drive a truck after we saved some money, but then there were directives from higher authorities forbidding felling trees. So what could we do? If not learn to drive, we had to learn something else. We had no choice but to go back to our roots and continue collecting ginseng. When we saved some money, we started growing our own. Little by little, our lives started to get better."
The drizzle continued. The old man sat on a stool, leaning on his walking stick with both hands, reminiscing about the past days. He did not notice a figure wearing a white tall hat quietly appearing outside.
Li Xingzang glanced at the ghost messenger, shook his head quietly, and continued to listen to him, "You think I'm quite old this year? Hey! My father is more impressive than me! He's almost a hundred this year!"
"You mean..." Liu Shao was indeed the most powerful brain in the Northeast Special Investigation Office, "Is he still alive this year?"
"Yeah!" The old man raised his head proudly.
Everyone looked at each other in surprise. It was not easy for a human to live to this age.
"He's also lucky. He lived in the mountains when he was young. He's old now, but he eats five or six bean buns for a meal, not to mention pickled cabbage and pork elbows. If he's in a good mood, he can even have some beer!" The old man became more and more excited as he spoke. "He's not seriously ill, just confused. He keeps talking about things from his youth, but that's normal. Isn't that what happens when you get old?"
"Hey..." The old man looked at Li Xingzang with a bit of embarrassment, "Girl, I don't know how old you are, but I'll call you that." Li Xingzang nodded and continued to listen to him, "I didn't mean to cause you any trouble, and I certainly didn't mean to start a fight with that girl." [2]
"I went up the mountain to dig some wild vegetables, and my dad liked to eat that stuff with sauce, but he fell there without noticing. What should we do? My son wanted to take us to the city, but the old man refused, so we two stayed in our hometown. Now that I'm gone, my son can only come over during the holidays. What should the old man do? How can I not be anxious?!" He slapped his thigh, and became more and more excited as he spoke, even revealing a deadly look.
"I want to go down the mountain, but I can't. I'm already a ghost, so how can I encounter a ghost wall?" He sighed, "I heard from other ghost friends that you need a certificate to go down. Only Sister Huang has it on the mountain, but she's busy outside the country! I also heard that the girl has one, so... I was in a hurry, so I asked her..."
Li Xingzang understood, "Where's Xiao He?"
Liu Shao and the others shook their heads, "I don't know, he hasn't come back yet."
Li Xingzang looked at the sad-looking old man and was about to talk to the ghost to let him go see his father first before taking him away, when he saw a gust of cold wind coming and the evil ghost He Yishu quickly hid in a restaurant on the side.
Boss Li held her forehead helplessly, causing the white wolf to rub against her. Li Xingzang patted the white wolf behind him soothingly and said, "Go and pull her over to me."
Xiao He was grabbed by the collar by Nighthawk. He looked at the surprised old man, then at the Yincha who was grinning maliciously, "Boss, I just had a fight, and you want me to reincarnate!"
"Shut up." Li Xingzang glared at her, "What were you doing just now?" Did he hide himself because he knew he was in the wrong by bullying the old man?
"Oh, I went to his house for a stroll and watched the old man play."
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