Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 142 Department 101 [24] Jiang Ke: If I disappear, Jiang Yan can be resurrected

When Jiang Ke confessed, the car suddenly fell silent.

Before that, Mo Qing knew that there must be some kind of connection between Jiang Ke and Jiang Yan, but after seeing Jiang Ke's resistance, she couldn't arbitrarily put the label "Jiang Yan" on Jiang Ke.

What she thought was that since her waking up was probably arranged, the conspiracy behind it would come to her by herself.

So she gave up on Jiang Ke's line.

Can--

Jiang Ke's few words made it hard for Mo Qing to let go.

His memory is fake.

Maybe he didn't.

So, is he really a pre-arranged substitute?
If yes, then... Will he be the continuation of Jiang Yan?

Jiang Ke drove the car to the airport parking lot.

Mo Qing unbuckled his seat belt, but instead of getting out of the car, he asked, "How do you want to cooperate?"

Jiang Ke turned his head, met her gaze, and said, "We can communicate with each other."

"it is good."

Mo Qing agreed very simply.

Jiang Ke was a little surprised.

Soon, Mo Qing asked again: "What's the matter with you and Huos?"

"I made a deal, and you will know about it in the future." Jiang Ke said, but did not respond positively.

"If you want to enter the eighth base." Mo Qing deliberately paused.

Jiang Ke answered, "Why?"

Raising eyebrows, Mo Qing smiled playfully, looked at him, and repeated in his tone: "You will know later."

"..."

Jiang Ke was silent, but after a while, he suddenly pulled the corner of his lower lip, and raised his hand to cover it up.

"Let's go, don't send it."

Mo Qing pushed the car door open.

Although she said so, when she got out of the car, Jiang Ke also got out of the car.

Mo Qing closed the door, swung his backpack over his shoulder, and cast his gaze at Jiang Ke opposite.

The next moment, Jiang Ke raised his hand and threw something, Mo Qing subconsciously reached out to catch it, and then opened his palm to see that it was a cigarette.

After watching for a second, Mo Qing looked sideways again.

Jiang Ke put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it with a lighter. Suddenly, white mist rose, but it was blown away by the night wind in an instant.

"Mo Qing."

With a cigarette between his fingers, Jiang Ke raised his eyes to look over, his eyes were straight and contained some kind of power.

Mo Qing's heart sank when he saw that gaze.

"If I disappear, Jiang Yan can be resurrected," Jiang Ke asked her in a non-serious tone, with a hoarse voice, "How would you choose?"

Mo Qing's eyelids twitched.

She looked at Jiang Ke, but did not respond.

A gentle breeze blows off the soot between Jiang Ke's fingers, revealing a tinge of scarlet, which flickers on and off in the dark night.

After a long time, a cigarette burned to the end, and Jiang Ke shook his hand when it was hot. He recovered, suddenly smiled, and pinched the cigarette.

"There's nothing wrong with picking him," he said.

"..."

Mo Qing didn't speak, but when he saw him smiling, he was indifferent and free and easy.

Under the light, a faint illusory haze shrouded his body, like a soul floating in the air, which would disappear at any time when the wind blows.

The corners of Jiang Ke's lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something.

But, in the end, he just said, "Let's go, it's too late."

Mo Qing looked down at the cigarette, held it again, and bid farewell to Jiang Ke.

She said, "Goodbye."

Jiang Ke also said, "Goodbye."

One turned around and left, and the other didn't send it off.

……

Although he arrived a little late, Mo Qing caught up with the plane.

At the moment before the plane took off, Mo Qing opened her palms, and her eyes flickered when she saw the cigarette. Then she turned her head to look out the window, and saw the night scene of the airport gradually disappearing in her field of vision.

*
Mo Qing returned to Huichun Pavilion again.

Compared with the last time I left, Huichun Pavilion has obviously changed.

Huichun Pavilion has been refurbished, and the original lifeless decoration has suddenly become different and completely new.

In the past, after a day, there was not a single patient in Huichun Pavilion, only the girl who came to confess to Min Chang.But now, patients can come to see them early in the morning.

There are two more doctors in Huichun Pavilion, one is a retired Chinese medicine professor invited by Bai Xie, and the other is Bai Xie himself.

It is said that Bai Xie specially went to study Chinese medicine for Gu Wanwan, and also got two degrees, so he is qualified.

Occasionally, when Min Cheng was feeling energetic, he would go downstairs for a walk and go to the clinic for an hour or two. Not only did he not feel tired, but his energy became better and better.

Another day.

As soon as Mo Qing woke up, he received a call from Goblin: "The results are out today, come to the base quickly!"

The excitement and nervousness are the same as the results of the college entrance examination.

"Oh."

Mo Qing lacked interest.

"Hurry up!" Goblin urged.

"Ah."

Responding perfunctorily, Mo Qing hung up the phone.

She got up unhurriedly. After tidying herself up, she tidied up the room again. After that, she washed up, ate breakfast, and prepared medicine as usual. By the time she remembered the matter of "grades" again, it was almost noon.

She went upstairs again.

Min Chang was keeping accounts, saw her, and said, "Your phone has been ringing all morning."

"Oh."

Mo Qing entered the room and took the phone.

The battery of the mobile phone has been marked red, and there are several messages on the mobile phone and information, as if it has been devastated.

In a panic, the phone call came in again.

It's Howth.

"Hello." Mo Qing accepted.

"Where is it?" Hoth asked simply and clearly.

"Rejuvenation Pavilion."

"Come to the base, your grades are out." Hoss said, "Come and go through the ministerial handover procedures."

When Hoss said this, he obviously meant—qualified.

She has to go through the formalities of "ministerial handover".

Mo Qing greeted Min Chang, and rushed directly to the eighth base without having lunch.

"Miss Mo, are you going out?" Ye Wubian, who was doing odd jobs on the first floor, saw Mo Qing and asked, "Do you want to see you off?"

"Need not."

After the words fell, Mo Qing had already left the door.

Ye Wubian didn't talk much, but he stood at the door and watched Mo Qing go away.

——Master Gu's savior.

——In the past, he was ignorant and blind to Mount Tai, but now it is different. This girl who looks like a vase is actually the reborn parents of Young Master Gu.

*
As soon as Mo Qing entered the eighth base, Hoss showed up and took her away. After that, it was a matter of formalities.

Mo Qing has always had a headache when it comes to handling the procedures of the base, so he has made sufficient psychological preparations for the "handover procedures".

did not expect……

Huoss handed a piece of paper to Mo Qing, and said, "Just fill out this form."

Mo Qing took the piece of paper, looked it over carefully, and confirmed the "thickness".

One sheet.

That's right.

"That's it?" Mo Qing shook the fluffy piece of paper.

Hoss saw through her doubts at a glance: "Just this one. The handover of procedures in the spirit department is too frequent, so it was simplified ten years ago. It's very simple."

"...Oh." Mo Qing understood.

indeed.

In 100 years, a hundred ministers have been changed.

Mo Qing pulled out a chair, and when she sat down, she asked, "How much am I here?"

Hosmer paused for a second: "101 appointments."

Mo Qing found a pen on Hoth's desk, and while filling out the form, asked, "Why does this department change managers so frequently?"

Hoss had no expression on his face: "It's too boring. Generally, if you can't bear it for a year, you will apply for transfer."

The reason is too boring.

Mo Qing quickly filled out the form and handed it to Hoss.

"You can just go directly to the supernatural department to take up the post." Hoss glanced, "You don't have to worry about the rest."

Mo Qing was a little surprised that it was so easy.

However, she never liked to ask for trouble, so she did an "OK" procedure and left without hesitation.

However, 2 minutes later, she came to the door of Hoth's office and knocked on the door with her fingers.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

"Anything else?" Hoss turned around.

Mo Qing raised her eyebrows: "Give us another office?"

"I can't call the shots," Hoss said. "Goblin has been applying upwards to change offices every month, and so far has not been successful."

"..."

Going through the formal process is out of the question.

Mo Qing was not discouraged, put his hands in his pockets, and then walked to the tea room while thinking.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I got near the tea room, I heard noisy voices.

Just as Mo Qing was about to take a look, he saw a person walking out of the door of the technical department next door.

It's Shen Qi.

Shen Qi had a lollipop in his mouth, and when he saw Mo Qing, he said, "We're fighting."

Mo Qing asked: "Who is with whom?"

"Wen Banling and Goblin." After Shen Qi finished speaking, he corrected, "To be precise, it was a one-sided beating."

Come again?

Mo Qing quickened his pace and walked towards the tea room.

The tea room is spacious, but there is a circle of people near the small office of the supernatural department.

Mo Qing took a closer look and found that they were all boys from the second action team. In the middle, Wen Banling grabbed Goblin by the collar and smashed Goblin against the office door.

The door, crumbling.

Goblin has blindingly blond hair, bruises around his eyes and blood at the corners of his mouth.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his lower lip, his eyes became cold and sharp.

He stared at Wen Banling: "You're almost done!"

"You coward!"

Wen Banling seemed to be enraged, cursed, and threw Goblin violently.

Goblin threw his figure back and hit the table in the middle of the office. The table was not strong, and he fell to the ground together with the antique computer and the desk.

Goblin was silent for a moment.

Wen Banling's eyes were burning, and he walked in, but his team members stopped him.

"Captain, that's enough."

"Otherwise, people will die."

……

The team members persuaded him.

"Get out of the way!" Wen Banling looked like a irascible little leopard, raised his hand and threw him away, and turned around to accuse him angrily.

His team immediately fell silent.

However, Wen Banling's gaze suddenly fell to a certain place, and the overflowing anger was suddenly pressed to a switch, and it actually restrained somewhat.

Mo Qing walked over unhurriedly.

Gradually, the team members became aware of Mo Qing's existence, and for some reason they all panicked, and they all backed away at the same time, making way between Mo Qing and Wen Banling.

Wen Banling's Adam's apple tightened, and fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

Mo Qing approached, stopped in front of Wen Banling, squinted his eyes, and paused every word: "Wen, the second team is here to make trouble?"

Wen Banling bluffed his face, and said stiffly: "It has nothing to do with you."

"Ho."

Mo Qing sneered.

Afterwards, she raised a piece of paper in her hand, shook it, and the paper spread out.

She handed the paper to Wen Banling.

It was a transfer notice.

"You? Minister?!" Wen Banling's eyes were terrified, as if he had seen a ghost.

As soon as Wen Banling finished speaking, Mo Qing punched Wen Banling directly on the bridge of the nose, knocking Wen Banling dizzy immediately.

He tilted his head back, raised his hand to wipe his nose, and touched the blood on his hand.

Before he recovered his senses, he was punched a few more times before being kicked flying by Mo Qing.

Mo Qing didn't take into account the kindness that he borrowed from Wen Banling's house back then.

——She is protecting her short legs.

The members of the second action team were also stunned by the scene, and forgot to help Wen Banling for a while.

Soon, Mo Qing took a few steps forward and sat down on a chair.

Wen Banling was lying at her feet.

Wen Banling wanted to get up, but Mo Qing stepped on his chest, making it difficult for him to move.

"Isn't it just to mess things up?"

Mo Qing tidied up his sleeves slowly, his every move seemed elegant and casual, but in reality it was ruthless.

The next second, she raised her eyes, and the murderous look in her eyes instantly frightened all the members of the second team living in the field.

They swallowed unconsciously.

— Fuck, it feels like kicking an iron plate.

"Smash it," Mo Qing's voice was so lazy and casual, but also filled with chilling ruthlessness, "If you don't smash the office today, no one will even think about leaving!"

"..."

Everyone was as if rooted under their feet, frozen in place, unable to move.

Outside the arena, a figure suddenly appeared.

It was Shen Qi holding a hammer.

Shen Qi patted one person's shoulder with his hand and shouted, "Brother."

"What?" The buddy's voice was out of tune, as if floating in the sky.

Shen Qi handed over the hammer.

The buddy opened his eyes wide, not knowing why.

Shen Qi said: "Smash it."

"Oh……"

The buddy was in a trance, subconsciously took the hammer.

At this time, Mo Qing swept around the group of stupid people, with a mocking smile on his lips, and said mockingly, "Why, you don't dare?"

Wen Banling was so angry that his lungs hurt, and he yelled, "Smash me!"

"Smash it!"

The man who took the hammer echoed.

Then, he pushed through the crowd and walked in. When he came to the door, he spit on his hands twice, and then he swung his hammer and smashed towards the door.

boom!
boom!
boom!
After three strokes, the door collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the people came back to their senses as if waking up from a dream, and went straight inside.

It was just a small office, and there was nothing there, so it was smashed in two or three hits.They seemed to be out of breath, and they trampled the already collapsed desk to the ground.

Of course, Goblin was left alone.

When they smashed vigorously, Goblin clutched his chest and squeezed out staggeringly.

He held on to the door frame, and as soon as he exhaled foul breath, he looked at Mo Qing who was drinking tea like an old man, and Wen Banling who was trampled on the ground by Mo Qing, feeling a little unbelievable.

After half a moment, Goblin brainwashed himself into accepting the strange reality before him, and asked, "What are you doing? Our house has been destroyed."

His voice was hoarse and weak.

Mo Qing looked at him and asked softly, "Can I go?"

"What?"

Goblin took a breath, not knowing why.

Mo Qing put down the teacup, then twisted his neck, and said calmly: "Go to the leader and change the office."

Wen Banling realized that he was being used: "..."

Depend on!
Why do you bring a complaint when your own people fight!
(End of this chapter)