It was a hairpin made of shells, and it was inlaid with large and small pearls, which was very beautiful.

I don't know what material is used to connect those pearls, and they have a hint of blue light under the light, which is very gorgeous.

Linglong took the hairpin handed over by Ao Ming, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, and reached out to stroke it slowly, her eyes full of doubt.

"This is what your father did for you when you were a child, and you liked it very much at that time, and you kept this hairpin with you until you grew up..."

"After you are reincarnated... For the father, I looked at this hairpin all day long, and took it as a thought... Now that you are about to wake up, my father hopes that you will be able to return to the South China Sea with this hairpin in the near future, and our family can be reunited..."

After Ao Ming, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, finished speaking, he looked up at Linglong with a reluctant face, and then pushed the door and walked out.

The three men in the supermarket stood in silence for a few moments, before recovering from the brief shock they had just had.

"Hey... Linglong, I really didn't expect you to be the princess of the South China Sea Dragon Palace... I really don't know what to say..."Han Lin wanted to change the topic, but he didn't know what topic to find to divert Linglong's embarrassment.

Meng Ci stretched out her hand very sympathetically and slowly stroked Linglong's back, and said comfortingly: "Linglong, don't be sad, the memory of your previous life can't be forced, just like Xiaolin, doesn't he also remember all the memories immediately after knowing the identity of his previous life, take your time, don't rush"

Han Lin continued with Mengci's words: "Yes, didn't Senior Ao say that Guanyin Bodhisattva pointed out that you will fully awaken in these days, and it is estimated that the time is almost up, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"When I knew that I was the Demon King, I was also very troubled, I couldn't wait to remember everything immediately, but it still took me a long time to come back, and it took me a long time to find the memory of my previous life in the Nai He City of the Xuanxu Realm."

Linglong listened to what Han Lin and Meng Ci said, her face was a little dazed and a little sad, it is estimated that she didn't remember anything about her previous life at this time, but because of Ao Ming's grief-stricken appearance, she was a little touched.

"I'll be alone... You don't have to worry about me..."

After Linglong finished speaking, she stroked her short hair, walked to the back of the supermarket with a hairpin in her hand, sat on a chair and stared at the hairpin in a daze.

Han Lin pulled Meng Ci aside and whispered, "Let's leave it alone, leave more space for her at this joint, just wait for her to slowly remember the memories of her past life."

Meng Ci nodded, very much agreed with what Han Lin said, and then the two went separately to go about their own business.

Anyway, through tonight's incident, Han Lin understood the eternal truth, the immortals with backgrounds have been resurrected, and those without backgrounds have been sent to the extreme of heaven and earth in coffins.

Han Lin came to his tin cabinet, sorted out his things, and was about to leave for Kunlun Mountain at dawn, Han Lin saw if there was anything he needed to bring.

But after looking for an atmosphere, he didn't find anything important to bring with him, but Han Lin found something that he couldn't use anymore, and the documents of the Yanhuang Third Bureau.

This wallet-like thing contains a headset that can communicate with the Yanhuang Third Bureau, and at the same time, this headset can also talk to the nearest police station; In addition to the headphones, there is also a set of special uniforms for the three bureaus of Yan and Huang, as long as the switch is flicked, the paper-like object will automatically be put on the body and become clothes.

Han Lin stroked the word "Han Lin" on the document printed with the dragon totem, and his heart couldn't help but have a look of reminiscence.

"It's a scourge to keep this thing, so let's throw it away..."

Thinking like this, Han Lin put the document in his pocket and prepared to leave the supermarket for a while to destroy it.

When the sky was slightly bright, Han Lin walked out of the fairy supermarket, he snapped his fingers casually, and the certificate of the Yanhuang Third Bureau caught fire.

"Goodbye, Yan Huang Third Bureau!"

After Han Lin finished speaking, he flicked his two fingers, and the document "swished" and flew into the distance like a small fireball.

After doing this, Han Lin breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and then raised his legs and walked towards the rental house.

The outside of the document that caught fire was about to be scorched, and the place where it fell was very coincidental, and it fell impartially in the psychiatric hospital where Wang Pengfei drank the dead green tea and went to the wrong psychiatric hospital.

What's even more coincidental is that the old man inside is quietly escaping, and he just ran out a few steps before he saw the charred documents.

"Something!"

Curiosity drove the mentally ill old man, who stomped on the fire with his foot, paused and touched the black papers, only to be scalded and retracted his hand.

"Oops! This roasted sweet potato is so hot! ”

Because the workmanship of the certificate shell of the Yanhuang Third Bureau was very good, Han Lin didn't have time to scorch it with his demon fire, but he was picked up by this old man.

The old man opened the document and turned out a black paper-like object inside, he put the paper-like object to his nose and smelled it, probably thinking that this paper-like thing was a little dirty by smoke, and the old man could also put it on his chest and rub it.

As a result, it didn't matter, as soon as the mechanism was triggered, I heard the sound of "brush", and the piece of paper became the uniform of the Yanhuang Third Bureau and put it on the old man's body.

Not to mention, although the old man is not mentally normal, he looks particularly good in this black Yanhuang three-game uniform with a golden dragon totem.

"Hey, hey... Roasted sweet potatoes have changed clothes! Changed clothes! Hey..."

The old man fumbled on his clothes like a happy child, and finally he accidentally touched the button on his clothes to contact the nearby police, and after a while, the police asked for instructions from the earphones.

"Yuexiu Road Police Chief Zhang Feng asked the leaders for instructions!"

The old man took the headphones and bit them in his mouth, but he didn't listen at all.

Zhang Feng's voice came from the other end of the headset again: "Please answer when the leader receives it!" Please answer when the leader receives! ”

The old man was stunned, he finally reacted and heard someone talking, but he didn't know that the sound came from the headphones in his hand.

"Who!"

Zhang Feng said in the headset: "It's me, Xiao Zhang, director of the Public Security Bureau, who leads you to wait for us in the same place, and then we will cooperate with you to complete the task!" ”

"Oh!"

After the old man finished speaking, he continued to fiddle with the headphones and documents, and Zhang Feng continued to ask what was in the headphones, and the old man never replied.

Three minutes later, three police cars roared from a distance, and the three police cars were neatly parked on the road in front of the old man.

"Is this the new leader of the Yan and Huang Third Bureau?" Zhang Feng muttered in his heart, because the old man in front of him looked very weird.

The old man was hunched over, with headphones in his mouth, fiddling with his documents, he saw Zhang Feng coming with a large group of people, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly covered his head with his hands and shouted: "I don't have injections!" I don't get injections! ”

Zhang Feng embarrassedly stepped forward and saluted the old man and said with a smile: "Leader, I am Xiao Zhang of the Public Security Bureau, may I ask what task the leader is performing here, and how do you need us to cooperate with you?" ”

The old man covered his face and only showed his eyes, and looked at Zhang Feng and the policemen sneakily, not looking like they were giving themselves injections, and then slowly put his hand down.

"I'm hungry"

Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment, he embarrassedly leaned his head close to the old man and said respectfully: "What did you say, leader?" ”

The old man rolled his eyes, put his head in Zhang Feng's ear and shouted, "I'm hungry!" I'm hungry! ”

Zhang Feng was shocked and retracted his head, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, looking at the subordinates standing beside him looking at him with a confused expression, he didn't know what to do.

"Xiao Wang, come here..."

Zhang Feng called Xiao Wang to his side, and said in a low voice: "You go and order a meal for the leader, you want the most expensive, the best, and the most magnificent."

Xiao Wang asked with an embarrassed face, "Huh? That... What kind of dishes to order? ”

Zhang Feng's eyes widened: "Do you still need to ask me!" What do you want to eat? ”

Xiao Wang quickly nodded and ran away.

The old man looked at Zhang Feng and they muttered for a long time without a sound, and he suddenly walked back with the documents in his hand.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Leader, where are you going?" ”

The old man didn't look at Zhang Feng and kept walking forward: "I'll go back to eat"

Zhang Feng said embarrassedly: "Where are you going back to eat?" Back to headquarters? Then we'll follow you... Or do you want to go back to the game first? ”

Old man: "Follow me, but I have to get an injection when I go back"

Zhang Feng nodded awkwardly, he was nervous and puzzled, after all, he had never been to the headquarters of the Yanhuang Third Bureau! I didn't expect to enter the headquarters of the Yanhuang Third Bureau under the guidance of this seemingly hidden old man today?

There was no way, Zhang Feng had to lead a group of subordinates to follow the old man to the front, but the more he walked, the more Zhang Feng felt that something was wrong, because there was no other way ahead, only a mental hospital.

The old man's footsteps still didn't mean to stop, Zhang Feng couldn't ask questions, so he could only follow quickly.

The security guard who was napping in the psychiatric hospital had woken up, he rubbed his eyes and saw the old man walking towards the end of the psychiatric hospital with more than a dozen policemen behind him, and he was so frightened that he quickly stood up and ran out.

As soon as Zhang Feng saw the security guard running out to greet him, he thought that it was an insider from the Yanhuang Third Bureau disguised as a security guard, he stepped forward and saluted the security guard, the security guard was stunned, and quickly stepped forward with a smile on his face and held Zhang Feng's hand tightly.

The security guard watched the old man walk in leisurely, grabbed him angrily and said angrily: "What trouble are you causing again?" ”

The old man rolled his eyes: "I'm hungry!" ”

Security guard: "Why didn't the cafeteria go to work, you're hungry!" ”

Zhang Feng said embarrassedly: "Two leaders, should we go back to the headquarters with you, or go back to the bureau first?" ”

The security guard hurriedly grabbed Zhang Feng's hand and apologized: "I'm really sorry, this police officer, I've caused you trouble, I'm going to take a nap, and he ran out, blame me, I'm really sorry..."

After speaking, the security guard actually raised his leg and kicked the old man's buttocks, and the old man glared at the security guard with a resentful face.

Zhang Feng didn't wait for him to react, the old man suddenly pointed at the security guard's nose and said to Zhang Feng: "Hit him!" ”

The security guard glared and scolded, "It's against you!" ”

The old man took a kick and shouted at Zhang Feng again: "Hit him!" Beat him to death! ”

Several subordinates asked Zhang Feng with dark faces: "Bureau Zhang... What do we do now? ”

The corners of Zhang Feng's mouth were impulsive twice, and he waved his hand: "Do what the leader says... Beat! Hit him! ”