"Let's make friends." Jiang Xiaobai put down the gun and knocked on the door of the ghost baby's head, signaling that this person could not eat for the time being.

The ghost baby roared unwillingly at Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai raised his slap, the ghost baby closed his mouth, honestly let go of the mountain well door, and ran to gnaw the tree one by one.

The corners of Shanjingmen's mouth twitched slightly, purple light flashed, he stood next to the girl 'Ah Chuan' and colleague, his face changed again and again, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, make a friend!" ”

"Friends??" Yuya Chuanzi muttered, and said with a solemn face: "This gentleman, what do you call it?" ”

"Jiang Bai."

"Jiangbai ...... Sir, what is the reason why you are here. Yuya Kawako said.

"There are ghosts here."

"Then please ask Mr. Jiang Bai to come with us, you also know about the supernatural events, and this is still a place where we worship our ancestors." Yuya Kawako Road.

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Time: 16.39 p.m

The headquarters of the Soul Removal Society.

The deputy director of the Soul Removal Society, 'Incheon', had a smile on his face, took Jiang Xiaobai's hand for a while, and said: "Mr. Jiang, I am particularly interested in your Asian culture, how did that sentence come about, people are in good spirits when they are happy, and they deceive their daughter-in-law and mother-in-law." ”

Yuya Kawako covered her face, lowered her head, saw nothing, heard nothing.

Jiang Xiaobai let go of his hand, smoked a cigarette, listened to the crying outside, frowned slightly, and didn't say anything.

Incheon made a gesture of please: "Mr. Jiang is in a hurry, he must be tired, please, the dining table hotel has been prepared, since we are friends, I will secretly tell you that no one's meal can compare to our island people, and there are experts on the Internet who praise and praise us, we are a group of rice buckets!" ”

Jiang Xiaobai didn't say anything, smoked a cigarette, and walked ahead, Vice Minister Incheon was not stupid, but pretending to be stupid.

The crying outside was probably a ghost rider playing tricks, warning himself not to mess around.

And Vice Minister Incheon's words and deeds are completely √inconsistent with his identity.

There must be something to ask for help at the next dinner table, and it is also a time to talk about conditions.

Deputy Minister Incheon quickly followed beside him, smiled heartily, and said, "Mr. Jiang, just now my subordinates made a move on you, I apologize to you, and I have to admire your ability. ”

Yuya Chuanzi couldn't stand it anymore, muttered a few words of incomprehensible bird language, and left.

Jiang Xiaobai threw away the cigarette and was about to smoke another cigarette again, when Vice Minister Incheon took the initiative to take out a golden cigarette case from his pocket, handed it over, and said, "Mr. Jiang, the fish is looking for the fish, the shrimp is looking for the shrimp, and the turtle is looking for the big king, come, please." ”

Deputy Minister Incheon was polite, which almost confirmed his conjecture that there must be something to find him.

"Let me solve the paranormal event?" Jiang Xiaobai took the cigarette and groaned slightly, the other party pretended to be stupid and stunned, and it must be to prepare for the next negotiation.

Not long after walking, Vice Minister Incheon stepped forward quickly, waved his hand, the waiter got out of the way, he pushed the door open, and said, "Mr. Jiang, I am a weasel to give New Year's greetings to chickens, be more careful, please inside." ”

Empty living room, a large round table of ten meters.

Under the soft light, a variety of dishes are dazzling.

There were also four girls on either side, showing a professional, somewhat stiff smile, bowing and bending down to welcome.

Jiang Xiaobai found a random place to sit down, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and thrust them into the plate of fish in front of him, smoking a cigarette without saying a word.

In the past, chopsticks were inserted in front of them, and they were a pair, which was to worship the dying person, referred to as the severed head rice.

Anyway, Deputy Minister Incheon is pretending to be stupid, so he also worships his whole family.

As you can see, he didn't speak, he didn't say a single dirty word.

Vice Minister Incheon obviously didn't know what was going on, so he sat on the sidelines and didn't care, picked up the wine, pushed it over, and said, "Mr. Jiang, as the saying goes, there are no two hundred taels of silver here, you should eat and drink when you come, and treat it as if this is your home." ”

Jiang Xiaobai didn't answer, opened the golden suitcase, took out the liquor prepared for the sacrifice of ghosts and gods, and took out three sticks of incense to break two of them, and no one else inserted them on the floor and lit them.

Vice Minister Incheon's eyes widened and he asked, "Mr. Jiang, is this the ritual before your Asian dinner?" ”

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, which was a default.

This is indeed a ritual before eating, but not for the living, but for the dead.

He smoked a cigarette, poured liquor, and pushed it to Deputy Minister Incheon, and he had no intention of moving his chopsticks.

"You're polite, you're polite, Mr. Jiang is so polite." Vice Minister Incheon took it with a smile, drank it in one gulp, and asked Jiang Xiaobai to confirm whether the wine glass was empty, and continued: "Mr. Jiang, this wine is strong and strong, come, have another glass." ”

After four cups, about ten minutes passed, and it was basically Vice Minister Incheon who was talking alone, one was eating, and one was drinking, he put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, are you Cao Cao entering Cao Ying, and you don't say a word?" ”

The words in Vice Minister Incheon's mind were almost finished, and seeing that the other party was smoking a cigarette and did not respond, the atmosphere was a little cold, so he simply made a joke to liven up the atmosphere.

Jiang Xiaobai shook the ash of his cigarette and said straight to the point: "Say, what is the matter with me." ”

"Haha, what's the matter with you, come and drink." Deputy Minister Incheon snorted, drank the wine in the glass, and saw Jiang Xiaobai smoking a cigarette and being silent, he also understood.

Eating may not be necessary at all, and you don't have to pretend to be stupid, just go directly to the topic and talk about the conditions.

But after pretending to be for so long, the corners of Deputy Minister Incheon's mouth twitched imperceptibly, poured a full glass of wine and said: "Mr. Jiang, if you really understand people, then I will not be afraid of boiling water to make it clear, there is one thing that I really want to trouble you to help us solve it, of course, the benefits...... this number. ”

Deputy Minister Incheon opened his five fingers, indicating that this is 500 million soft sister coins.

Jiang Xiaobai re-lit a cigarette and said, "I'm not interested in money now." ”

Now on his card, in addition to spending almost 100 million on the equipment, there are 500 million on the card.

"Eh, no, no, no, Mr. Jiang, you may understand that you are wrong, you cultivate immortals, I practice martial arts, is there anything wrong, no problem, I mean, help us solve a supernatural incident, five days later, there will be a special supernatural gathering, you can make friends with the world's famous bigwigs, and you can also see how you died!" Deputy Minister Incheon said, how to die, he accentuated his tone a little.

Jiang Xiaobai raised his eyebrows and said, "How did you die?" ”

"That's right, Mr. Jiang, we solved a supernatural incident a month ago, and found a hand-cranked projector that can see the picture of his death, we have also done experiments, someone saw that he was hit and killed by a car in front of the projector, we escorted him into the bomb shelter, but halfway, he was still hit by a car and died, we have done countless experiments of this kind, and we can confirm it." Deputy Minister Incheon Province.

“…… I think about it. Jiang Xiaobai pondered, got up with a suitcase, put on a black backpack, stepped on the incense ash on the ground, and left.

Seeing Jiang Xiaobai leaving, Deputy Minister Incheon frowned slightly and muttered: "There is no sign of revival of the ghost, and his mental condition is stable, unlike other stupid ghost masters, who cause trouble everywhere and curse people everywhere, but what about the child who is completely black?" ”