Fang Bolin instructed everyone to take a bath with hot water and white wine, get rid of all the cold on their bodies, and lie down on the sofa to rest.

After Gan Libao finished washing, he wiped his head with a towel and walked out, "Old Fang, it's your turn." Fang Bolin stood up and just took two steps, as if he remembered something, and stretched out his palm, "Where's the money?"

Gan Libao was confused, "What money?"

"The bet between you and me, I'll ask Aunt Long Jigang if she's here, you give me 2,000, you ask me to give 3,000. Don't be a debtor!" Fang Bolin held up two fingers.

Gan Libao didn't care, "Why are you like this, a comrade, always making such jokes that damage each other's class feelings, just kidding, don't take it seriously." ”

Long Jigang jumped up step by step, "Are you kidding me? ”

Just when the three of them were making noise, Fang Bolin's mobile phone rang, he unplugged the charger and saw that it was a strange call, and he didn't want to answer it. But the phone rang stubbornly, and Fang Bolin pushed away Gan Libao, who wanted to attack him with a pillow.

"Hello, who?" he said, picking up the tissue box on the table and throwing it away.

"Mr. Gao, which Mr. Gao?" Fang Bolin made a 'shhh' gesture.

"Oh, it's Mr. Gao Gang, hello Boss Gao. Okay, then I'll visit you tomorrow afternoon, goodbye. Fang Berlin looked left and right after closing the line.

"Who's looking for you?" Gan Libao also stopped attacking.

"Gao Gang, chairman of 'Erji' Iron and Steel Group, ranked eighth among the top ten richest people in the province, some time ago Wei Zhongxin and I helped him deal with his son Gao Xiaowen's affairs. Fang Berlin replied while guessing the meaning of Gao Gang's call.

"Oh, I've heard of this man, and he's also a rich man, what is he looking for you?" Gan Libao picked up the pillow on the ground.

"I don't know, I heard that they were talking to me about something important, and they invited me to dinner to thank me. Fang Berlin yawned.

"Are you going then?" said Gan Libao seemed to be thinking about something.

"Go, of course. Fang Bolin said with certainty.

"What do you think of today's events?" Gan Libao handed over a cup of hot Coke.

Fang Bolin took it and took a sip gently, "What do you mean?"

"That's what He Dongjie and Hua Wenliu said, someone uses the Yin Spirit to smuggle arms and smuggle drugs, by the way, what is a ghost? It is so powerful that it can help people bring drugs, you explain. Gan Libao gently blew on the ginger slices on the cola.

"I've dealt with 'ghosts' before, the so-called ghosts, ghosts, legendary monsters in the mountains and forests that can seduce people. Han Feizi's "The Foreign Reserve Says the Upper Left" describes the ghost like this: The Invisible One is not exhausted, so it is easy to do it. Although ghosts and ghosts are both things in the underworld, there is still a difference......" Fang Bolin said as he paid attention to Gan Libao's expression.

Sure enough, Gan Libao raised his right hand and poked it in the middle of his left palm, "Stop, I don't understand and I don't want to bother to know your professional terms." I just need you to answer if anyone is using the Yin Spirit to smuggle and transport drugs.

"Yes," Fang Berlin replied crisply.

"Is there any evidence?" Gan Libao cocked Erlang's leg with a big stab.

"Why do you look so much like Uncle Wei? I don't know if you think you're a policeman. Fang Bolin walked over and kicked Gan Libao's cocked Erlang leg unexpectedly, Gan Libao was caught off guard, his body was crooked and he almost fell.

"Then you god stick explain to me, how these demons and monsters are used to smuggle and sell drugs?" Gan Libao sat up straight with a grin.

"I guess ah......." Fang Berlin straightened out his thoughts.

"Stop, do you estimate it? This is a head-killing thing, can you estimate it? You have to have proof. Gan Libao got serious.

"Shut up, shut up. Now I'm going to explain the problem to you, you think of yourself as the director of the public security department? So addicted to gossip, find the answer yourself. Lao Tzu is tired, you get out of ...... for me" Fang Bolin was addicted to scolding, and shouted again, "Now ......"

Gan Libao smiled when he heard this, "I'm angry, it's too serious, isn't it?" I'm curious, because I'm a doctor, and it's just gossip about these supernatural things, besides, I'm not a policeman, and I'll leave these to Long Jigang and them to investigate? Tell me, thank you." ”

Fang Berlin gave him a blank look and didn't say a word.

"Don't be angry, tell me about it. I don't speak, I just listen, it's okay to listen, right?" Gan Libao smiled.

After five minutes, Fang Bolin started from the discovery of thousands of lost yin spirits in the 'Tianbao Mansion', and talked about the 'Sorry Boy', the grandmother, the ghost, going to the underworld to retrieve Wei Zhongxin's soul, injuring the eighth master Fan without help, and meeting Aunt Ci by chance...... If there is anything that Gan Libao already knows, he will bring it to him.

After listening to this, Gan Libao was silent for two minutes, "Wow, big brother, you can write it into an online novel." ”

"I don't have that much time to spare. Fang Bolin waved his hand, "By the way, you help me analyze and analyze, this Lin Chu is already so rich, why does she use these yin ghosts to do these things that are damaging to yin morality and even illegal for her? What kind of mentality is this?"

"I can only say that since this Lin Chulian is already rich, what she pursues is, of course, the satisfaction of desire. Gan Libao pushed his glasses with his hand.

"What do you say?" Fang Berlin looked at him fixedly.

"The desire of the poor is to be rich, how the desire of the rich makes their wealth more and more competitive, maybe the rich man wants to become rich and powerful, and the powerful is to be a big official, and when he becomes a big official, he wants to be an emperor, and he wants to be an emperor ......" Gan Libao took off his eyes and smiled playfully while wiping them with a tissue.

"Immortal," Fang Bolin patted his head.

That's what it means. Do you think, she is already rich and beautiful, and then create a space to stand herself as the king, you think about the ancient three classes of courtiers Long live the mountain, the country is picturesque, and the wind and clouds are amazing...... How can that kind of momentum and satisfaction be experienced by a rich man?" Gan Libao stood up and made a gesture of wearing a crown.

"I don't think it's likely......" Fang Bolin shook his head slightly.

"I look at you...... Are you fascinated by this Lin Chulian?" Gan Libao threw a smile at Fang Berlin through the lenses.

"Speaking of business, where did you go?" Fang Bolin's heart was seen through by his good brother at a glance, and he couldn't help but feel like a deer in his heart.

"I warn you, this woman is not simple, and what she has done is better than I know in your own heart, since we are young and brothers, I have the duty and obligation to remind you. Gan Libao looked serious.

"Don't talk about her, let's talk about Wei Zhongxin, how has he been doing lately?" Fang Bolin felt that Gan Libao talking about Lin Chulian's topic in front of him would be more or less unnatural.

"Wei Zhongxin's health is recovering well, I will work the night shift tonight, and I will go to see him again. Gan Libao yawned.

"Rest here with me, and I'll wake you up to work at night?" Fang Bolin rubbed his eyes.

"No, I'm resting here with you, and I'll nag you about Lin Chupian this woman, I don't think you like to hear it, forget it, I'll go home." Gan Libao stood up.

"Great. Fang Berlin pretended to be happy, ran to open the door, and made an inviting gesture, "Welcome to the next time." ”

"Since ancient times, I have been loyal to my ears. Gan Libao shook his head with a look of regret.

Sending Gan Libao away, Fang Bolin stared at the ceiling blankly, thinking about Gan Libao's words. He, Wei Zhongxin, and Gan Libao have realized that today from the first grade, and their feelings are constantly superimposing every day, and he admits that the purpose of Gan Libao's words just now is out of good intentions, but he is really resistant to some people in his heart, and some people say that Lin Chu is pitiful.

He was too tired and had no appetite to eat, so he took a shower, fed the lizard with greens, and went to bed early.

I have something in my heart, and I can't sleep when I toss and turn. Just wanted to get a can of beer to refresh himself, but suddenly heard the prompt sound of the WeChat audio of the mobile phone, and when he saw that nothing was displayed on it, he was stunned or pressed the consent audio.

As soon as the audio was turned on, he was startled, there was a loud noise inside, he turned up the volume to the maximum, and only then did he faintly hear someone calling his name.

"Who? Who are you?" he sat up.

"Is it Berlin?" the voice was hollow but familiar.

"I am, who are you?" Fang Bolin said as he tiptoed out of bed, quietly opened the drawer, and took a small peachwood sword.

"I'm Aunt Ci" came with a few coughs on the phone.......

"Aunt Ci...... Where are you?" Fang Bolin turned on the light and looked around, but there was nothing in the room.

"Don't look for it, I'm in your WeChat audio, aren't you still listening to me now?" "Don't be busy, I'm looking for you this time, firstly, to thank you for helping me a lot, and to save an old friend of mine in the underworld's 'Five Yin Breaking Day'..... and secondly, I want to tell you that it was the master who has brought your words to Yan Jun, and Yan Jun has thought about it again, considering that you saved those Yin Spirits in the earthquake out of a good intention, rather than deliberately hiding them, and have been locked in the sixteenth layer." The more than 3,000 Yin Spirits of Volcano Hell have all been released, and now they are free in Hell, it is your future father-in-law who has the status of the rivers and lakes. The aunt on the phone seemed to laugh happily, and then coughed again.

"Oh, what father-in-law, don't listen to Long Jigang and their shouts, I just gave Miss Yes some blood last time in the underworld, and she was just grateful to me. By the way, Aunt Ci, are you in the underworld or in the yang world now?Can I have a video with you?" Fang Bolin simply turned on the hands-free.

"I'm in the underworld, and my yang breath is still swirling in my throat..... alas, I have one more thing I want to ask you for. The aunt's voice grew weaker and weaker.

"You say. Fang Berlin closed the window and drew the curtains again, because then there would be less noise outside.

"Listen, Lin Tianzu, the former head of the 'Heavenly Dao Gate', has built an underworld by himself, and has been raising hundreds of thousands of Yin Spirits in this underworld for many years, and he also leads the crowd to snatch the new soul of Gang Liyang on Huangquan Road from time to time, and you want to find a way to dissuade him...... I have to go. After the aunt finished speaking, it was like a power outage and there was no sound out of thin air.

Aunt Ci, you are leaving quickly, at least you have to tell me, where am I going to find this Lin Tianzu?

Suddenly I felt my stomach growling, and then I remembered that I hadn't eaten dinner yet. Picked up the mobile phone and looked at the time, the mobile phone suddenly came to the WeChat message prompt sound, open it to see that it is an unfamiliar micro signal, have I added this micro signal before? He hesitated, opened the micro signal, and was startled at a glance, the picture shows that he is sleeping on a bed, staring at a peach nail at the center of his eyebrows, and his three souls (fetal light, cool spirit, and ghost spirit) are all contained in a glass jar and pressed by spells, and the corpse dog, Fu Ya, Sparrow Yin, swallowing thief, non-poisonous, defilth, The Seven Spirits of Stinky Lungs were nailed to death by seven people with peachwood darts.

Chapter 4: End of "The Five Declines of Heaven and Man".