"Mmm … ah ~ ~ Be gentle … harder … yes, right there …"
Qin Ye let out a lustful moan as he lay down on the massage bed like a dead snake, enjoying the massage from the masseuse.
"... Can you not call me so lewdly?
The masseuse is about to get hard. "Arthis muttered disdainfully.
"... You're even more lewd than I am.
Speaking of which, this is a call of the soul. Go away. "
What the hell is a call of the soul?!
Qin Ye squinted his eyes and looked out the door. From time to time, he could see a team of armed police patrolling the streets.
Although nothing had happened, this kind of atmosphere already made people feel a kind of tense atmosphere.
"God knows why there are so many armed police around these days."
The masseuse was blind, and he sighed, "We're not even allowed to go out at night. Our massage parlor is about to close down."
Qin Ye nodded in agreement. He had to admit that the masseuse was quite skilled.
Despite that, he struggled to stay awake, for fear that the masseuse would covet his beauty if he fell asleep.
Arthis, who understood his inner workings, was filled with disgust.
Whoosh … The curtains were drawn gently.
Arthis spoke in a deep voice, "The phantom market is tonight.
What are you going to do? "
Qin Ye didn't even lift his head. Instead, he raised his hand and pinched a card between two fingers. He rubbed it gently, only to discover that there were two cards.
One of them was "Registered Underworldly Craftsman Linker Huang Sanhe." The other was an ICBC card.
"This is?"
"This is a symbol of friendship between me and Student Wang …" Qin Ye tilted his head to the side. His eyes were filled with a strong sense of infatuation, "Look, this noble and magnificent ICBC platinum card … there's a total of 300,000 RMB on it … 300,000 RMB!
My god, I've never had so much money in my life! "
Arthis was horrified, "No … you've just become friends, and you're already asking for 300,000 RMB from someone?!
Isn't it a little too expensive for your circle of friends? "
Qin Ye responded solemnly, "Please be clear about your priorities. We became friends first, and that's how we got this card.
How can our friendship be judged by such mundane things? "
"I …"
"There's nothing much to say. You don't know the value of rice and fuel unless you're in charge!
Let me tell you as someone who has been to university five times. Back then, when this official was studying at X University, the tuition fee was only two or three silver dollars. Now, it's tens of thousands!
Do you know the profit of my coffin shop?
A little more than three thousand a month!
The rent for dating is only enough for me to drink!
Isn't this forcing me to be corrupt?! "
After pausing for a moment, he said dejectedly, "Even if I wanted to be greedy, there's no place for me to be greedy … Speaking of which, I haven't been to a massage parlor in years …"
Arthis blinked vacantly, "Don't you have any savings after all these years? Property or anything of the sort?"
Silence.
A sudden silence was the scariest thing in life.
Seconds later, realization dawned on Arthis, and she chuckled insincerely, "I'm sorry, but you can live longer than a house … How could you possibly be in possession of such a dangerous item?
Hehehe … Come to think of it, you've been living worse than a pig or a dog for the past few decades. What kind of spirit has supported you to survive until now? "
Qin Ye drew a deep breath, "Arti."
"In order to avoid an irreparable crack in our already fragile friendship, please don't mention such a sad topic in the future."
She had no choice but to lower her head as she stood within the soul sphere. Arthis nodded … at the sphere.
He forcefully changed the topic. "Then what's the use of Huang Sanhe's Underworldly Craftsman Certificate?"
Qin Ye tucked the card back into his pocket, "Don't doubt their skills. Any linker can be considered a top-notch makeup artist.
They now had a respectable name, which was Cosmetic Artists.
Of course, not every makeup artist is a linker, but there are definitely quite a number of linkers among the makeup artists. "
"You want to wear makeup to enter the Ghost City?
Are you sure? "Arthis was rather skeptical." Is the current government so lax in monitoring special talents?
Furthermore, the paranormal perimeter was completely activated last night. Are you sure that you know how the Ghost City is going to be inspected this time?
Are you sure you won't be discovered? "
Qin Ye sighed, "I've got to give it a try."
He paused for a moment, and then continued hesitantly, "Furthermore … my eyebrows have been twitching ever since last night. It's almost as though … something terrible is about to happen."
Arthis' voice grew solemn, "Don't underestimate the omens."
"Do you know … that while ordinary people have five senses, Emissaries of Hell and cultivators are born with a sixth sense?"
"Buddhists call this the Arya Sense. It's a feeling that doesn't usually affect you, but it can be felt in situations where your life is at stake."
Qin Fearing Night immediately raised his head, "Are you kidding me?"
"Which part of me looks like I'm kidding?!"
Qin Ye gazed deeply at the soul sphere that was placed at the head of the massage table.
It looked like a mummy, and it was covered in Sanskrit. Then …
He chuckled unkindly.
It was a bashful and cryptic smile.
He even let out a soft snort.
"Sss …" Arthis drew a deep breath, "Kid … you'd better pray that you're already an Infernal Judge by the time I come out. After all, this is a matter of life and death …"
Nobody said anything else.
Indeed, this was the only option left.
As long as the identity of the mastermind remained unknown, Qin Ye wouldn't be able to tell when the blade would land on his head.
So what if there were omens?
He would still have to face them.
Qin Ye continued to rest. So did Arthis.
It was almost as though last night's incident hadn't happened at all, and they continued to live their lives of mutual harm.
This was because … they were all intelligent people.
Since they were both passionate about acting, why not continue to test each other's abilities?
Just then, Qin Ye's cell phone suddenly buzzed.
He picked it up and glanced at it, and then furrowed his brows.
He tapped into the WeChat "Clear Creek County Class 4 Students Group", and a row of messages popped up on the screen.
"What's this?" Arthis asked curiously.
"It's a tool to show off. For example, if you take a photo next to someone's car, or if you place a hand on the Harmony, you'll be able to 'mention it'.
Then, a bunch of people will give you a 'like', and your vanity will be greatly satisfied.
After that, you'll put down your phone and continue to eat your pickled vegetables. "Qin Ye read the messages.
Arthis snorted disdainfully, "What's so good about taking a photo of a car?
Back then, I was riding in a gold-plated carriage with eight horses. "
…
This was why it was impossible to converse with old aunties who were born in the 90s!
"What are they talking about?" Arthis couldn't see the messages from her angle, so she asked in a bored manner.
"This idiot group doesn't say anything every day, but they've gone crazy today …" Qin Ye pursed his lips as he read the messages, "As expected …"
There was an avatar of a flower on the WeChat panel, and a few small words on it - Class Monitor Lin Yue.
The first message was: "Dear students, my uncle from the Public Security Bureau will be visiting me tonight. He's treating everyone to a meal.
Please be sure to attend. "
At once, the comments section exploded.
"Where? Where?
Can I stay?
I don't dare to go out after six. I always feel a chill when I go out now. "- Wang Zhenshan, English class representative.
"He's rich. Class Monitor Lin's uncle should be a government official, right?
Why are there so many people? "- Wang Zhi, Mathematics class representative.
"Not at all. He's just a minor official.
He's in charge of dozens of people, and he's here to thank everyone for taking care of him … Sigh, we've already agreed to meet at the best Fenglai Hotel in the county.
You'll be staying there at night as well. What kind of lousy rule is this … I feel like I haven't been out at night for a long time. "- Lin Yue, Class Monitor.
"Awesome, you call dozens of people a minor official?
Thank you for your kind intentions, Class Monitor. I'll be sure to show my support when the time comes! "- Xiao Huanshui, Sports class representative.
Qin Ye pursed his lips, "Do you get the point?"
Arthis was perplexed.
Qin Ye smiled, "The point isn't that I'm treating you to a meal tonight. The point is that my uncle from the Public Security Bureau is treating me to a meal tonight.
Then, he pretended to be nonchalant about the fact that he was in charge of dozens of people, but he felt that it was too obvious that he was showing off, so he changed the topic.
It's a pity that his methods are too low-level. "
"... But why are you still watching with such relish?"
"... Don't you think it's interesting to watch a monkey show?"
"I think … a bunch of monkeys who have houses, relatives, cars, and can even rely on their parents' money to attend university might not necessarily be of a lower level than you …"
"... I'll be damned …"
Qin Ye rolled his eyes. He felt as though his heart had been pierced by a thousand arrows as he typed furiously, "I'll go!
I'll definitely be there to support the great beauty! "
As a typical pauper, he absolutely couldn't let go of the opportunity to freeload!
His words didn't cause the slightest ripple. After all, as a passerby, all he had to do was be ordinary.
Everyone in the class knew him, but he wasn't the type that would be easily forgotten.
Then, as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Chenghao suddenly typed, "You're going?
I'll go too. "
"Oh?
Wang Shuai, why are you free today?
I thought you weren't coming. "-- Lin Yue, the class monitor.
She even added a smiley emoticon.
"Boss Wang is free?
Not bad, everyone's in good shape tonight. "-- Xiao Huanshui, the sports faculty representative.
"When did Haozi and Qin Ye get along so well?"
Qin Ye closed the WeChat group. The rest of the conversation had nothing to do with him.
Wang Chenghao was the second generation in everyone's eyes.
Wherever he appeared, there would be electricity, there would be light, and he would be the only myth.
I can't help but sing …
"What about the phantom market?" Arthis asked.
"It only opens at midnight.
That's more than enough time. "
Nobody knew.
Lin Yue had applied for sick leave today.
It was located at Lin Yue's house, in an ordinary commercial building.
The curtains were completely drawn, and the place was airtight.
Not a single ray of sunlight could enter.
The door to Lin Yue's parents' house was locked, and traces of blood could be seen seeping out from the cracks in the door.
Lin Yue … was sitting on the edge of the bed with a dazed look in her eyes, tapping away at her cell phone mechanically.
And right above her, there were some dark threads that were suspending her like a puppet!
They were controlling her hand to type slowly!
Upon closer inspection, each and every one of her joints were covered with dark red cracks.
Her entire body was like a rag doll that had been cut apart and pieced back together.
Thud … As she switched off her cell phone, her body fell to the ground with a thud like a rag doll.
Lin Chaosheng stood in the darkness behind her. He wore a black mask and watched everything silently.
"Who dares touch the crown prince's belongings …"
"You've hidden yourself well … Even the government hasn't been able to find you … But it doesn't matter, you … must be among these people …"
"The only people who can come into contact with this pot of poison are his classmates … But it doesn't matter … I'll find you slowly … bring your head back with me … and tell all the 'survivors' of Westriver who's the new king here …"