"Well...ah~~~Ah~~A little gentle...and force...yes, that's where..."

An extremely lewd voice came from his mouth, and Qin Ye lay on a massage bed like a dead snake and rotten eel, enjoying the massage the massager's careful massage.

"...Can you not call me so lewd or slutty? The masseuse is almost called hard by you." Alsace spoke in disgust.

"...You said more lustful/slutty than I called. By the way, this is to submit to the call of the soul, and you go."

God's call from the soul!

Qin Ye squinted his eyes and looked out the door. It was visible to the naked eye that there were a team of armed police patrolling the street from time to time. Although nothing happened, this atmosphere already made people feel a tense atmosphere.

"God knows why there are so many armed police officers recently." The masseur was a blind man and sighed: "Now we don't let go out at night, so we can't even open a massage parlor."

Qin Ye echoed a few times, and I have to say that this masseur is of good quality. He was drowsy, but he tried hard to stay awake, fearing that he would be coveted after falling asleep. Alsace, who knew his inner dynamics, was extremely disgusted.

Brush...the curtain was gently pulled up. Arthas spoke in a deep voice: "Tonight is the ghost market. What are you going to do?"

Qin Ye didn't raise his head, raised his hand very well, and held a card with two fingers. He rubbed it gently and found that it was two.

One of them is "Registered Ghost Craftsman E-Correspondent Huang Sanhe." The other is an ICBC card.

"This is?"

"This is a symbol of friendship between Xiao Wang and me..." Qin Ye turned his head, with a deep obsession in his eyes: "Look, this noble and gorgeous ICBC Platinum Card... It has a total of 300,000...300,000! Oh my God, I am honest and have never received so much money!"

Arthas was horrified: "No... You just became friends, and you asked someone for 300,000 yuan?! Is your circle of friends a little too expensive?"

Qin Yesurong said: "Please be sure to distinguish between the primary and secondary. We first became friends before we had this card. Can our friendship be judged by this kind of vulgarity?"

"I..."

"There is nothing to say. You are not in charge of the family and don't know how expensive it is! I told you as a person who has been to college five times. When I was a student at X University, the tuition fee was only two or three silver dollars, but now it costs tens of thousands! Do you know the profit of my coffin shop? It's a little over three thousand a month! The rent in a date is only enough for me to drink! Isn't this forcing me to embezzle me?"

After a pause, he spoke dejectedly: "And even if you want to be greedy, you have no place to be greedy... Speaking of which, I haven't been to a massage parlor for several years..."

Arthas blinked: "You have not had any savings, real estate or anything else for so many years?"

Quiet.

Life is most afraid of sudden silence.

A few seconds later, Alsace suddenly realized and smiled insincerely: "I'm so sorry, you can live longer than a house... How dare you hold such a high-risk item? Hehe... Thinking about this, you have lived a life worse than a pig or a dog in the past few decades. What kind of spirit has supported you to survive firmly until now?"

Qin Ye took a deep breath: "Little Ah."

"In order to avoid irreparable cracks in our already unsolid friendship, please do not raise such sad topics in the future."

When a person is in the Soul-Capture Ball, he must bow his head. Arthas clicked... the ball. He changed the topic toughly: "What's the use of Huang Sanhe's ghost craftsman certificate?"

Qin Ye took the card back into his pocket: "Don't doubt their skills. Any wireline master is a top makeup artist. They now have a decent name called Lianrong Master. Of course, not every Lianrong Master is a wireline master, but there must be many of them who have inherited wireline masters."

"You want to put on makeup and enter the ghost market? Confirm?" Arthas is quite suspicious: "The current government is so weak in supervision of special talents? And the supernatural cordon was completely opened last night. Do you know the way of the ghost market this time? Is it sure that it will not be discovered?"

Qin Ye sighed: "You have to try it."

After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "And... since last night, my eyebrows have been beating violently, as if... something terrible is about to happen."

Arthas's voice became solemn: "Don't underestimate the omen."

"Do you know... ordinary people have five senses, but Yin and practitioners have the sixth sense innate."

"Buddhism calls it Alaya consciousness. This feeling is nothing usually, but it can be fulfilled in something that can cause a crisis of life and death."

Qin. was afraid of death. Ye raised his head in an instant: "Are you kidding?"

"Where do you think I'm joking?!"

Qin Ye took a deep look at the soul seal ball placed on the head of the massage table. Its mummy-like appearance was full of Sanskrit, so...

He smiled unfriendly.

He laughed shyly and obscurely, and made a "pop" sound.

"Si..." Arthas took a deep breath: "Boy... I'd better pray that when I came out, you were already the judge, and we're a life-and-death debt..."

No one talks anymore.

Indeed, there is no way. The identity of the mastermind behind the scenes is unknown for a day, just like a sharp sword hanging on its head, and there is no idea when the sharp blade will reach its body.

What can happen if there are any signs? What should you face still have to face.

He continued to rest, and Arthas was also resting. Everyone seemed to have never happened last night, and they still maintained the life template that hurt each other before.

Because... they are all smart people.

It’s no good for everyone to get old and break up. Since they all love acting, why not confirm each other?

At this moment, Qin Ye's cell phone suddenly jumped. He picked it up and took a look, and his brows frowned.

What he opened was the WeChat "Qingxi County Senior High School Class 3 and 4th Class." Rows of information suddenly popped up inside.

"What is this?" Alsace asked curiously.

"A tool to show off, such as taking a photo next to someone else's car, or having a harmonious number on one hand, then you can 'happy'. Then a bunch of people like you, and your vanity is greatly satisfied. Then put down your phone and continue eating pickles." Qin Ye said as he looked at the message.

Alsace disdained: "What are some good photos of a car? I was riding an eight-horse carriage in the palace back then."

...

So, I just can’t talk to the old aunt born in the 1990s!

"What did they say?" Alsace asked boredly.

"This idiot group doesn't speak every day, I'm going crazy today..." Qin Ye looked at the message above and curled his lips: "Sure..."

On WeChat, there are a flower's avatar, with a few small words on it: Class Leader Lin Yue. First, we started a chat: Dear classmates, tonight, our uncle from the Public Security Bureau of the city came to see me from the city and specially invited everyone to dinner. Please come.

Suddenly, the bottom exploded.

"Where is it? Can I live? I dare not go out after six o'clock. Now I always feel the wind blows when I go out." - Wang Zhenshan, a representative of the English department.

"I'm rich, Team Leader Lin's uncle should be an official, right? So many people?" - Wang Zhi, a representative of mathematics class.

"Where is a small official. I'm in charge of dozens of people, just thank everyone for their usual care... Alas, I agreed to come, and I'll be at the best Fenglai Hotel in the county. I also stay there at night. What a breaking rule... I feel like I haven't left the house for a long time." - Squad leader Lin Yue.

"Niu Pi, dozens of people are still called small officials. Thanks to the squad leader's good wishes, they will definitely support you when the time comes!" - Xiao Huanshui, a representative of the Sports Department.

Qin Ye curled his lips: "Did you understand the key points?"

Alsace was in a daze.

Qin Ye smiled and said, "The focus is not on 'inviting you to dinner tonight,' the focus is on 'the uncle of our city' tonight'. Then he pretended to be careless and mentioned the management of dozens of people, and felt that the show was too obvious, and he wanted to change the topic more clearly. Unfortunately, the methods were too low-level."

"... Then you still enjoy watching it?"

“…Don’t you think watching monkey shows is interesting?”

"I think...a group of monkeys who have houses, relatives, cars, and can rely on their parents' money to go to college may not be more advanced than you..."

“…I’m fucking…”

Qin Ye rolled his eyes deeply, and the feeling of thousands of arrows piercing his heart was fleeting. He typed hard: "Go! I will definitely support the beautiful woman!"

As a typical poor man, you must never miss the opportunity to eat and drink for nothing!

His speech did not cause any splash. As a passerby, all he had to do was to be ordinary. Everyone knew the popularity in the class, but they would forget it if they didn't say it. However, just after this sentence, Wang Chenghao suddenly typed, "You go? Then I'll go too."

"Oh? Wang Shuai, why are you free today? I thought you wouldn't come." - squad leader Lin Yue. He also added a smile.

"Boss Wang is free? It's good, it's neat tonight." - Xiao Huanshui, a representative of the Sports Department.

"When will the mouse be so good with Qin Ye?"

Qin Ye turned off the WeChat group, and the next chat had nothing to do with him. Wang Chenghao was the second generation in everyone's eyes. Where he appeared was electricity, light, and the only myth.

The rhythm of singing...

"What should I do in the ghost city?" asked Alsace.

"It's only twelve o'clock. There's enough time."

No one knows it.

Lin Yue took sick leave today.

Just at Lin Yue's house, there is an ordinary commercial house. At this moment, the curtains are completely tight and not airtight. No trace of sunlight can be shined in.

Lin Yue’s parents’ doors were locked tightly, and some blood-red marks spread out from under the cracks. Lin Yue… she was sitting by the bed with dementia, pressing her phone mechanically.

And just above her, some dark silk threads hung her up like puppets! They were manipulating her hand slowly typing!

Looking closer, there were some dark red gaps in every joint of her. The whole person was like a cut doll, and it was put together again.

Da... With the action of closing the phone, her body fell to the ground like a ragdoll. And behind her, Lin Chaosheng stood in the darkness, wearing a black mask, and quietly watched all this.

"Who touched the prince's things..."

"It's hidden very well... the government didn't find you... but it doesn't matter, you... must be among these people..."
Chapter completed!