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Fengdu is not far from Chongqing. Moreover, souls can sense the guidance of Yin Qi, so Wang Ni's concerns are unnecessary.
"You shouldn't say such things in front of them. Aren't you making them awkward?" I felt awkward myself.
"How about this? I'll leave this Ghost Compass with you. You can rely on its guidance to get to Fengdu, and you can also use it to keep your subordinates in line." I handed the Ghost Compass left by Old Mao to the officer.
Wang Ni shot me a fierce glare to express her dissatisfaction with my unilateral decision, but there was nothing she could do; after all, she was the one who raised such an awkward question. If I didn't arrange things properly for this soldier, what if they refused to leave? However, thinking about it carefully, having them follow us could be a good thing; at least with them around, I wouldn't need to buy an air conditioner even in the heat of summer... Isn't that enviable? Let me tell you, it's free! No need for 998! Not even 98! Just take it home! Though it might be a bit unsettling at night...
I handed a stack of Clear Mind Talismans to the leading officer. "Take these. Use one if things get tough, but please don't harm the local people just because you're low on supplies."
Just think about it; nowadays, the aunties are quite fierce. What if they provoke someone... A thousand-year battle between Yin Soldiers and the neighborhood aunties! What a great story idea! Anyone who wants to use it can take it; I'm generous!
I took some dirt from the entrance of the house and covered it with Black Dog Blood. The Yin Soldiers lined up and left.
"Ah." I placed my hands on my hips and let out a sigh of relief; it was finally over. My nerves were about to snap.
"Let's go, my beloved consort. How about spending a wonderful night with me?" I don't know what got into me; I ended up teasing Wang Ni like I would Lin Miaomiao. Wang Ni gave me a beautiful eye roll and then... burned my tent.
Wang Ni crawled into the tent, leaving only her head exposed, smiling charmingly: "Come on, Boss." She even waved at me.
Should we go or not? I didn't dare to go; if I did, I probably wouldn't make it back alive.
The night passed without incident, and by the next morning.
When Wang Ni crawled out of the tent yawning, I had already packed everything up. (She was considerate enough to only burn the tent and took everything else out.)
"What happened to you? You look like you've been beaten up by a dozen people," Wang Ni said with a laugh as she saw me.
Isn't that right? I hardly got any rest and had dark circles under my eyes; my clothes were also in disarray—I figured I wouldn't pass security checks looking like this...
As a beauty, Wang Ni has a good habit; she gets ready quickly for makeup and dressing. By the time I finished packing everything up, she was already waiting for me outside.
We took the same route as before; we got off the bus and boarded the train. As soon as we stepped out of the train station, I felt an ominous sense of impending doom—here comes that crazy woman's motorcycle again.
Wang Ni certainly didn't disappoint my expectations; when I got off the motorcycle, I felt like my head had been uncovered...
No matter what, after all the torment, I, Hu Hanzan, am back at JZ Normal University!
When I first entered the Sports Office of JZ Normal University, I was almost in despair. However, this time when I returned, it felt as if I had come back from another world...
The gatekeeper was still playing traditional music on the radio. As I walked in, Sister Qing at the front desk was still sorting through documents, and I could hear the sound of high heels clicking on the floor.
"Hey! Sister, are we meeting?" I propped my chin up with my hand and leaned against the front desk, teasing Qing inside.
Qing didn't even look up at me. She put down the documents in her hands and shouted into the office, "Jin, Yin Zheng'an is causing trouble..."
Life is so beautiful; why be so irritable?
In any case, under Jin's intimidating presence, I obediently walked into Uncle Xing's office...
Uncle Xing was sharpening his tool—didn't he have anything serious to do all evening? Besides, what good does it do to sharpen a tool quickly?
Seeing me enter, Uncle Xing turned his tool into a fruit knife-style axe and placed it on the table. He crossed his legs and took a sip of water to moisten his throat before speaking.
"How did this mission go? Any gains?" Foolish War God has also learned to use official language.
Gains? What gains are there? Does learning how to crow like a rooster count?
"It's okay, but why would they send a newbie like me to carry out a mission of such high stakes? If it weren't for someone helping me, I would have died several times."
"Kill the target?" Uncle Xing asked in surprise. "Wasn't Wang Ni just a reconnaissance mission?"
So he still doesn't know what my actual mission was.
"Ahem." Jin coughed twice beside us as a reminder: "Due to some unforeseen circumstances, their mission has changed from simple to lethal."
Hearing this, Uncle Xing surprisingly maintained an expression of calmness and composure. I couldn't help but admire him; this is what it means to have seen big scenes! No wonder he is the War God of the Ancient Court! This is what having poise looks like!
"What does it mean to kill the target?" Uncle Xing scratched his head in confusion.
Jin and I simultaneously raised our hands to cover our faces... Well, that was a wasted compliment.
"Forget it, Yin Zheng'an, let me explain it to you," Jin simply gave up. Perhaps she felt it was better to talk directly to me than to explain it to Uncle Xing.
Uncle Xing was also straightforward, taking back the wooden pestle and starting to grind again...
"The truth is, at first we did give Wang Ni a reconnaissance mission. Although this mission is strange, there haven't been any accidents for a long time. Our intention was just to let you build some courage." Although Jin's attitude towards me was not good, she was still quite serious and responsible. I didn't know how I had provoked this Sister; surely it wasn't just that one sentence?
"Black Wuchang has reported to me. After all, we also have someone on the front lines. You are the target of that Evil Cultivator, right?" Jin handed me a report.
The report was probably written by Old Black. Why? Old Bai is a scholar, and his handwriting isn't this messy—it's like Ghostly Scribbles. No, even if Old Bai wrote beautifully, it would still be Ghostly Scribbles...
"The situation is basically true; there are no discrepancies." I looked at the report. Aside from covering up his own lewdness, Black Wuchang had stated the facts.
"Good, then this matter is our mistake, and I apologize to you." Jin surprisingly pulled Uncle Xing over and forcibly pressed his head down, making him bow to me.
Both Uncle Xing and I had black lines appearing above our heads...
"Is that it? No substantial reward?"
"There should have been compensation, but since Black Wuchang and I borrowed the power of the Underworld from you, I checked, and the situation is indeed true. So your compensation has been given to them as payment." Jin handed me a receipt.
Although I had always regarded Black Wuchang as a shameless example, I suddenly realized that I had underestimated him...
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