Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 145 A Hundred Years Ago [02] The Mission Begins, Encountering Jiang Ke Again
Under Mo Qing's organization, Goblin and Song Yiyuan packed up the next day and prepared to go to Qingqiao Town.

However, they are really a bit back.

In all fairness, Qingqiao Town is not as remote as Gejia Village.

However, I can't stand the series of problems such as flight delays, missed buses, and car accidents.

In short, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening when the three of them arrived in Qingqiao Town in disgrace.

The three walked out of the town's bus station with their luggage.

This is a small town with a small area and a low sense of presence. Coupled with the loss of population in recent years, the infrastructure of this small town is still stuck 20 years ago.

There was even an air of depression and decay.

It was only ten o'clock in the evening, and there was not a single pedestrian on the road.

"Leader, is the hotel booked yet?" Song Yiyuan swung his backpack over his shoulder, looked at the empty street, and asked Mo Qing.

"Ah."

"Where's the car?" Song Yiyuan asked again.

Mo Qing looked at Goblin: "Where's the car?"

"The crew said they sent someone to pick it up, I'll ask." Goblin took out his cell phone and made a call.

The other party didn't answer.

Goblin dialed three times in a row before there was a response.

After a while, Goblin turned back and said, "The driver said he was coming early, but we arrived too late, so we turned back. Now he is driving towards us."

Mo Qing asked: "How long will it take?"

Goblin weakly stretched out a finger: "One hour."

"..."

"..."

Both Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan chose to remain silent.

After standing for a while, Song Yiyuan couldn't hold back any longer and coughed lightly: "Who contacted the crew?"

Goblin straightened his hat and said, "Me."

"What method did you use?" Song Yiyuan asked.

"A staff member of their crew posted online that their crew was haunted, so I contacted them as a magic stick." Goblin explained, "Our department has always used this method."

Song Yiyuan was startled: "Didn't you use your relationship?"

Goblin didn't understand, so: "What's the relationship?"

"..."

Song Yiyuan raised his hand to his forehead.

No wonder the three of them are so underappreciated.

"The operation department takes on various tasks and often encounters such things, so before accepting the task, it will take care of it in advance."

Speaking of this, Song Yiyuan sighed: "We have a unified certificate, which can be shown. Usually, once a middleman is found, they will automatically raise our status and ask us for help."

"Oh, that certificate!" Goblin thought of this, "I applied for it, but it was not approved. It's meaningless to say that our department has no one and no tasks."

Song Yiyuan has no hope for Goblin.

He looked at Mo Qing.

Mo Qing was indeed very reliable, and said, "I have applied for a report."

Goblin: "..."

Song Yiyuan: "..."

It doesn't matter if you apply or not.

Hanging the backpack on his shoulders, Mo Qing hooked them: "Let's go."

Goblin didn't know, so he asked, "Where are you going?"

Mo Qing said, "Find a restaurant and have supper."

Goblin and Song Yiyuan looked at each other in blank dismay.

The huge street is full of loneliness and bleakness, and no one opens the door along the street, so where is the "night snack"?
Mo Qing walked away on his own.

The two looked at Mo Qing's back and felt that she was full of confidence, so they exchanged glances and followed Mo Qing's pace.

They followed Mo Qing for a few minutes and walked into a remote and narrow path.

There were no lights on the side of the road, and it was dark.

After walking forward for another 3 minutes, when the eerie feeling finally broke out, a bright light appeared in front of him.

Goblin and Song Yiyuan both moved faster.

Finally reached the exit, the front suddenly opened up.There is some "popularity" on the street, there are not many people, the street lights are on alone, and occasionally a few shops are open.

Goblin spotted a hot pot restaurant directly opposite at a glance.

He turned around in surprise.

Mo Qing walked out of the dark alley slowly, a layer of dim light enveloped her.

"How do you know there is a store here?" Goblin asked suspiciously.

Mo Qing shook the phone: "Map."

Two people: "..."

Good guy.

Totally forgot about this one.

*
Mo Qing, Song Yiyuan, and Goblin had a barbecue. When the driver called, Goblin realized that he forgot to tell the driver their new address.

Goblin apologized on the phone and gave the driver another location.

The driver was cursing on the phone.

"I did a search, and since Qingqiao Town is such a big place, it only takes an hour to walk around." Song Yiyuan began to quarrel after eating and drinking, "Leader, this driver's attitude is so rampant, can you bear it?" ?”

The old god Mo Qing is here: "Those who achieve great things don't care about small things."

"Cough cough."

Goblin just took a sip of water, and then choked.

This is correct, but the problem lies in: this is what Mo Qing said.

Ten minutes later, the driver drove a broken car to the entrance of the barbecue restaurant and honked the horn loudly, causing the nearby residents to curse in their sleep.

The driver was a man in his early thirties, with few hairs on his head, a big belly, a dark face, and a lot of anger.

At night, he was having fun playing cards, and he had to come out to pick up people.

Also fucking three sticks.

It's annoying just thinking about it.

The driver poked his head out, trying to yell at the top of his voice, but unexpectedly, three figures were already approaching.

The three of them were all carrying bags and walked up to him slowly without carrying their luggage. Their faces were in the shadows, giving off an eerie feeling.

Surprised by the atmosphere, the driver swallowed and shouted, "It's you three? Hurry up and get in the car, don't waste time—"

The voice did not fall.

There was only a "bang", and the leading woman kicked the car door.

The driver was stunned and froze. He lowered his head tremblingly, and saw that the car door protruded inward, and the old car door, which was not strong at all, immediately crumbled.

"..."

The driver is an ordinary person. At best, he was a hooligan when he was young. He has never seen such a tough scene.

Everyone else is stupid.

If this kick landed on him, would he still be alive?

A shadow fell, blocking the light.

The driver felt that the hope of this life was shattered.

Then, a chilly voice came from above: "Is it far?"

"Two..." The driver's voice didn't rise for a moment, and he became hoarse. After he regained his composure, he continued, "Two, 10 minutes."

After finishing speaking, the driver shivered and realized: "Holding, sorry, this broken car broke down before departure, and it needs to be repaired, which took a little time. The three of you are mindful."

In the blink of an eye, the driver's attitude suddenly turned 180 degrees.

If it wasn't in the car and there wasn't enough room to display it, the driver would probably bow down to Mo Qing as an apology.

Mo leaned back.

Goblin and Song Yiyuan looked at each other, and raised their eyebrows.

Got it.

This is the "informality" of their leadership.

"That's it." Mo Qing twisted his wrist, and gave the driver a serious smile, "It's understandable."

"..."

The driver was almost scared to pee by her smile.

The devil ah ah ah ah.

Mo Qing turned his head and said to the two subordinates, "Get in the car."

Goblin: "Hey."

Song Yiyuan: "Okay."

The two immediately got into the back seat, and Mo Qing sat in the co-pilot alone.

The driver was still in shock. He was afraid that Mo Qing would kick him suddenly, and he was scared. When he stepped on the accelerator, his legs were weak, and he almost drove the car into a ditch.

……

The crew arranged a small hotel for the three of them.

It is also the level of "make do".

The driver stopped the car, got out of the car, and hurriedly said: "Everyone in the town can live like this. The crew lives directly in the villagers' homes, but there is really no room for them, so I can only wrong the three of you to live here for a while. "

Speaking of this, the driver rubbed his hands in a panic, for fear that the three of them would get mad.

The three of them carried their bags and looked at him without saying a word.

"I..." The driver was flustered, feeling that the eyes of these people were on his neck like knives, "Then what, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning?"

"..."

No one responded to him.

Mo Qing, Song Yiyuan, and Goblin walked into the hotel.

When they completely crossed the threshold of the hotel, the driver's knees gave way and he almost fell to his knees.

Mom...

The driver got into the car in a hurry, and while driving back, he called his friend: "Xiao Wu, what kind of magic stick did you hire? It's clearly a gangster club..."

*
Xiao Wu from the crew booked two rooms in the hotel for Mo Qing and the others.

As a matter of course, Mo Qing shared a room, Song Yiyuan and Goblin shared a room.

The environment of the hotel is very poor. It is midsummer now, but the room smells musty. It is obvious that there is no ventilation all year round. Even the bedding is damp, and the facilities are not perfect.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

Mo Qing walked around the room and heard a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, it was Goblin.

"This is a single sleeping bag, you can make do with it." Goblin handed over a brand new sleeping bag, "It will rain these days, have you brought enough clothes?"

"Ah."

Mo Qing took the sleeping bag.

"Okay then, see you tomorrow." Goblin said and left.

Mo Qing closed the door, returned to the room, threw the sleeping bag on the bed, then walked to the window and pushed it open.

The cool wind from outside blows in.

The internal environment of the hotel is not very good, but the external environment is quite good. You can see a river when you open the window, and the moonlight falls on the river surface, sparkling.

There are no lights by the river.

In the distance, Mo Qing saw a figure standing by the river, which seemed somewhat familiar.

(End of this chapter)