Lin Yingkong has always felt that he is not a good-tempered ghost, even if he spends two-thirds of his life laughing, it is just to cover up his too lazy character, and it has nothing to do with whether he is a gentle and good man - instead of spending the strength to speak to express his emotions and intentions, it is better to just smile and do everything, so he always smiles and smiles Mimi, and solves all the things that can be solved with a smile, and there is no way, so he uses the words that are least time-wasting to skillfully get everything done. Therefore, people in the supernatural world think that he loves to laugh and can say it, but he is a soft knife of the secret puppet of the Minister of Spiritual Law Enforcement, and every smile and every word will give you a knife in the most gentle way...... In a way, it is still too light to use the word "bad temper" to describe the essence of him.

So when Lin Yingkong couldn't find his minister, Erbo, who suddenly appeared in front of him, suffered unexpectedly.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin?" Erbo was taken aback, although the man he had always thought was gentle and harmless to the other party was still smiling as usual, but for some reason he was shocked to see it.

As soon as Lin Yingkong stepped out of the door of the house, he saw Erbo who seemed to be wandering around and hesitating and didn't know whether to go in or not. Zhu Mengtian, who hurriedly followed him for fear that no one would be able to control him if he didn't seal his face here, also glared, and he felt that it was also very admirable for Assistant Lin to be able to laugh at this time.

"Mr. Erbo," Lin Yingkong stopped, bent the corners of his mouth and looked him up and down, focusing on his empty hand, "Are you here to deliver food?"

His attitude was even kind, but Erbo felt a chill on the back of his head, and he wondered if he was not used to the title of Mr., and said, "No, I, I'm here to return your things," he carefully stretched out his hand, spread out his palm, revealing a black badge, and the words "Ling" and "SUN" were embedded in the bewitching flower body, which was a sign that most of the paranormal world was already familiar with, "This is where I picked up where Wei An was injured, it's yours, right?"

"It's Rong's!" Zhu Mengtian screamed in his heart when he saw it, this thing is the identity mark of the spiritual security officer, Fei Rong was so anxious that her hair was almost gray when she found out that she couldn't get it just now, and she secretly searched for a while but didn't find it, but she didn't expect it to be in Erbo's hands, it is estimated that Fei Rong accidentally missed it when she was fighting with that Wei An.

Lin Yingkong really glanced at him with a smile, and threw the badge to him after asking for it back, "Tell her to go back and work in the medical team for three weeks." ”

"......" Zhu Meng Tian silently gave Fei Rong some wax.

Seeing that they had claimed the badge, Erbo also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that it's yours, if the last guest falls, it's bad, I don't know where to find him." ”

Lin Yingkong, who was going to send him away immediately, made a move, "The last 'one' guest?"

"Well, he has one of those," Erbo nodded vigorously, "I didn't look closely, but I thought it looked like yours...... Well, by the way, the words on it were white, and I didn't remember them all at once. ”

Lin Yingkong's eyebrows moved, and there was still a bit of gloom hidden under a closer look, and he said casually: "Maybe it's our friends, I remember they said they wanted to come here to play...... Did they come with two or three people?"

Erbo denied it, "No, there is only one person, who came a few days ago, stayed with the priest for a day and left. ”

Zhu Mengtian glanced at Lin Yingkong and was at a loss—could Shi Tingnan's branch also send a third group of people over? But then again, the white badge seemed to be......

Lin Yingkong frowned slightly, this time the field mission was directly taken over by Feng Rong, and the information assigned to the field team of the General Office was not first-hand, he didn't want to doubt the minister, it stands to reason that Feng Rong didn't need to hide anything from them, but the situation at the moment made him suddenly uneasy, "Mr. Erbo, do you know what his name is? Or is it inconvenient for Fang to describe his appearance to me?"

"This ......," Erbo thought for a moment, perhaps because it wasn't long apart, and he didn't have a lot of trouble recalling, "he asked me to call him Bai Gongzi, he was very good-looking, and he was dressed in beautiful white clothes...... Like you, Mr. Lin, he loves to laugh. ”

There are not many things that Erbo described, even vague, but Lin Yingkong felt a chill in his heart when he heard it - surnamed Bai, loves to laugh, is dressed in white, and has a badge of the Spirit Security Bureau in white font, such an obvious feature, who else can it be except for the director of the Spirit Security Bureau and the White Tiger God Monarch Bai Congqiu?!

Lin Yingkong suddenly recalled a lot of things, such as Bai Congqiu suddenly took Feng Rong away, saying that he was going to see the great-granddaughter of the Suzaku family; for example, Feng Rong directly crossed over as an assistant this time to take over the field task of Zun Puppet Village; for example, he was absent-minded along the way, obviously feeling a huge threat in Zun Puppet Village, but he was not very active in investigating what was going on, and even this living puppet country did not let him change his face...... Feng Rong was obviously in a bad state because of some private matters from the beginning, and Lin Yingkong also preconceived that so, and even tried to rack his brains to just ask him to be in a stable state of mind, but how could the Minister of Spiritual Law Enforcement, who is famous for his dedication, be the kind of person who abolishes the public for personal reasons?!

Thinking through this joint, Lin Yingkong did not have a sudden sense of pleasure, but a suppressed emotion rampaged through his chest, causing him to breathe three points faster - he didn't want to know what the minister and Bai Congqiu were plotting about, what he cared about was that when he was worried about the minister, did the minister think about explaining to him, even if he said that he didn't have to worry?

At the same time, the shrine platform.

Feng Rong, who was following Kong Ling as he walked in the corridor leading to the back of the temple, walked coldly, and he actually glanced back, but there was nothing behind him except the boundless night.

Kong Ling, who was holding an oil lamp, noticed his movements and said, "You asked for help?"

He asked indifferently, it seemed that the other party invited someone or not to invite the same ending, Feng Rong didn't mind, and said, "No, I'm enough alone." ”

"I thought the man who came with you during the day would come with you," perhaps the corridor was too dark and too long, and after breaking the silence, Kong Ling simply began to talk to him as if he were chatting, and the candle flame jumped, casting a trance light under his eyes, "He looks like your shadow." "Everywhere...... Just like him and the Son of God.

Feng Rong was silent for a moment, "No, he's not a shadow. "The shadow can't do anything but chase it, but Lin Yingkong is different, what can he do...... Too much.

Sora understood what he meant, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, looking like he was sneering, "He may be willing to follow you...... You want to get rid of him?"

"Why doesn't he want to get rid of me?" Feng Rong asked very casually, but his pupils were dark, "It's not now, it may be the future, and it's not something that needs to be particularly attached to me...... People are like this, amorous and unsentimental. ”

The jet-black eyelash fan closed, Kong Ling's eyes became a little brighter, and the expressionless face even looked very weird, "So you don't understand, you are human...... In other words, if I could follow the Son of God in life and death, I would never let go of it no matter what. But in the end, he could not keep up with the Son of God, and could only remain in this land for a long time, alone, alone.

Feng Rong's heart lake did not have a trace of waves, and the voice that replied even seemed very indifferent, "Well, I don't understand." ”

They didn't continue this somewhat emotional, No matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be a topic that two people with opposing positions should mention, and the road under their feet is a little more inclined arc, as if they are going down, a few minutes later, the two people walked out of the corridor and entered an equally empty hall, there are no windows here, but there are thousands of mermaid oil lamps burning diligently, the whole hall is bright, reflecting a sandalwood platform in the middle, that platform is a little high, not close to the entrance, the divine consciousness of the sealed face lost the tentacles that extend outward after entering the corridor, there is a more powerful enchantment than the outer periphery of the puppet village, so at this time, he couldn't see clearly what was on the table about the size of a table of eight immortals.

Feng Rong didn't approach the sandalwood platform for the first time, but stood in place and looked around at this empty and even somewhat desolate space, and said, "The Divine Son is here?"

Kong Ling hooked his chin slightly, his posture was squinting, arrogant, but dusty, like a lotus on a snowy mountain, "The Son of God is everywhere." ”

Feng Rong withdrew his gaze and looked at him, "But he can't come out to see you, and you can't see him." ”

There was a touch of pain in Kongling's pupils, but the straight spine did not change, "I will always wait for him." ”

"You're waiting in pain, aren't you?" Feng Rong's calm voice didn't know why it sounded a little bewitching, "Bai Shenjun came to find you to make a deal, and another group of people also came, right, why didn't you think about borrowing their power?"

"White God Monarch?" Sora Ling moved his brows, as if he had remembered some inconsequential things from a memory, and his eyebrows raised slightly with some vigilance, "That man who can come and go freely in the Honored Puppet Country? It turns out that you are with him." ”

Feng Rong didn't admit or deny it, "Haven't you thought about why I know a lot about the Venerable Puppet Country......? Aren't you guarding this place that belongs to the Son of God, but I don't think you seem to care about it. ”

Kong Ling smiled, and the smile was even a little vicious, strangely mixed with his unearthly face, "Why do you think I care?"

"—this place, this land, this country, the people here...... They have ruined my Son of God, so why should I care about it?"