"Ouch, ouch, it's raining so much, my cold legs are starting to hurt again."

The sky is getting dark and the lights are brightly lit.

In a small restaurant, an old man was complaining about the recent cold weather.

Jiang Sheng ordered a tomato scrambled egg rice bowl. He doesn't eat much meat during this period because he is prone to nausea.

"If your legs hurt, then take more hot baths. If you have rheumatism and bone pain like yours, what you need most is to dispel the cold and remove the dampness."

The proprietress of the shop is very enthusiastic and very nimble. At this moment, she was serving Jiang Sheng some side dishes while chatting with the old man.

"Hey, hot bath, that's what it means."

Perhaps because he thought the proprietress's suggestion was good, the old man smiled, took a sip of wine, and then sighed.

"Hey, it's a pity that the old Zhang's bathhouse is closed after all, otherwise I would really have to bathe in it for a few more years."

"Oh, you mean the Zhang's bathhouse at the intersection of Zuodajie Street, right?"

Here, the proprietress has already lit a pot and started a fire, frying Jiang Sheng's rice bowl.

Although the young man's appearance was strange, out of hospitality, she didn't pay much attention to him, and even continued to chat with the old man about the hot bath.

"Yes, that's the Zhang family. Hey, you said that their family's life is not going well. It has been a time-honored brand for decades. As a result, the family's life is not good. The old couple died early. The remaining juniors

It's hard to do anything, they are separated, and now we are left with an orphan and a widowed mother."

As the old man spoke, he seemed to be recalling something from the past, and then stuffed two peanuts into his mouth.

"It was only the abbot of Duan Bodhisattva Temple who helped prevent the mother and daughter from living on the street."

Duan Bodhisattva Temple?

Almost as soon as he heard this word, Jiang Sheng's ears perked up.

I have to admit that after being a cat for a long time, some of his little actions have adopted some cat habits.

"Thanks to our good luck in going down to the river, there is a temple built for good deeds. It doesn't deceive people about incense or use tricks, and it also helps us with things."

The proprietress in the kitchen nodded in agreement, thinking that she happened to be thinking of something, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Last month, I listened to your advice and went to Guanyin Temple to ask for a child. Guess what, my daughter-in-law was pregnant in just one month."

"Oh, then I have to congratulate you."

"No, no, no, when the time comes, the baby will be born for a hundred days, just remember to come."

"Okay, I'll definitely come, I'll definitely come."

In the small store, there are swaying figures, and the atmosphere should be warm.

At this time.

Jiang Sheng suddenly spoke and asked the old man.

"Is the Duan Bodhisattva Temple you mentioned effective?"

There was silence between the seats for a moment.

The old man glanced at Jiang Sheng across his eyes, smiled and waved his hand.

"Young man, are you a foreigner? This Bodhisattva Temple has been built here for hundreds of years. Everyone has their own opinions on whether it works or not.

But that temple will soon be rated as a national second-class cultural relic building.

Young man, are you okay? Go take a look, it should be pretty good."

"A temple that is hundreds of years old..."

Jiang Sheng said to himself.

It was thinking that if it was a weird collaboration, it shouldn't have a history of hundreds of years. Otherwise, according to their behavior and style, there wouldn't be resentful spirits everywhere in the world today.

And since it has official certification, there is no risk in visiting this temple.

But nothing is certain. If you have time, you still have to take a look.

"Yes, hundreds of years."

Xu Shi lamented that the years were hard on people, and the old man lowered his head and drank the dull wine on the table.

"Come here, young man, your rice bowl."

The landlady came out of the back kitchen, holding a steaming bowl of rice.

It was raining lightly outside, and the fireworks nearby were misty and indistinct.

At this time, Jiang Sheng didn't feel weird yet.

…

Duan Bodhisattva Temple, Duan Bodhisattva Temple.

As the name suggests, it is an "object" holding a temple that honors "Bodhisattva".

…

at the same time.

Beijing City, Headquarters of the Psychic Management Office.

A middle-aged man opened the door and walked into an office.

And handed a work report into the hands of an old man.

"Manyang, did he explain anything?"

Lowering his head to sign another document, the old man glanced at the report sent by the man and asked indifferently.

In response to this, the middle-aged man's eyes flickered vaguely for a few times, and finally he said regretfully.

"Except for what Longtongue heard, there is basically no other information."

"Yes." The old man nodded lightly, obviously having expected such a situation.

"Then did he say why he betrayed the organization?"

"In his words, this is because he agrees more with the concept of unique collaboration."

The middle-aged man shook his head, seeming to express his position.

"Moreover, the other party is willing to pay him a resentful spirit after the matter is completed."

After hearing the news, the pen in the old man's hand finally paused.

"Has it reached the point where you can consider your soul as a price?"

There was silence in the empty office for a long time.

After that, another old sigh sounded.

"What about the black cat? Its rain is still in Lanshan City?"

"Yes, it is currently staying in Xiahe District, Lanshan City. The specific location is still unknown."

"Send more manpower. Since Manyang has already said that Lanshan City is very likely to be another experimental location for weird collaboration, then you should hurry up. Don't let a cat do all the work of the management office.

The country does not support us as a living wage."

The old man spoke in a stern tone, but his expression seemed a little older.

"I understand. I will give the instructions later. By the way, Director, there is one more thing."

Nodding and accepting the old man's words, the middle-aged man opened his mouth and brought up another topic.

"What's wrong?"

The old man closed his eyes, leaned in his seat, and asked quietly.

"Now, the situation outside is not very stable."

The middle-aged man spoke slowly, as if he was considering his next words.

"Should we recycle some of the administrator's charms to reduce risks?"

This is not the first time this proposal has been raised.

The old man has actually considered its feasibility.

However……

"If the manager loses the curse, how should he deal with the vengeful spirits, or even enemies who may possess vengeful spirits?"

The old man slowly asked about his concerns.

The middle-aged man stopped talking.

So the old man also shook his head.

"Our manpower is not enough, and we need to spread it out to deal with the entire domestic problem. Let's talk about this later."

"I see."

The middle-aged man also understood that the management office had difficulties, but Bai Jie was his adopted son.

He still does not agree with the decision to let young people be exposed to curses, no matter how talented they are, they should not consider it.

Unfortunately, the manpower of the Psychic Management Office is indeed very tight.

"correct."

Just when the middle-aged man was about to leave, the old man in the office stopped him again.

"Although it will take a while, there probably won't be any results.

But the number of people searching for the black cat should not be reduced. We must determine its attitude now and prevent it from getting out of control."

"I see."

"Well, go get busy..."
Chapter completed!