I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 640 Ghost: The name that cannot be written

 “Qin Sheng.”

 This day, Fucheng, Jieyou Inn.

 Mochou, who was wearing a long red dress, stood behind the square table, giving a slight salute and smiling all over her face.

Qin Yao shrunk back an inch, came to her in an instant, waved his hand and said: "No need to be polite, I have nothing to do, I just came here to take a look."

Mochou nodded, respectfully invited the other party to sit down, and cooked tea in his hands. The rich aroma of tea soon filled the entire second floor.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

Smelling the aroma, Qin Yao's tight body gradually relaxed and he spoke softly.

Mo Chou: "The situation has been calm recently, and there are no troubles that require your intervention for the time being. However... there is a Yin De mission that is quite interesting. Do you want to see if you are interested in taking it?"

 “What Yin De mission?” Qin Yao asked curiously.

Mochou brewed a cup of fragrant tea and pushed it to the other party with both hands: "Zombies have appeared in Tengteng Town recently. I heard that they are a family of three, and they are quite smart."

 “A family of three?” Qin Yao raised his eyebrows, subconsciously thinking of a movie by Uncle Ying.

In the movie called "Zombie Family", the protagonist group is a family of zombies.

Originally, the family of three was sleeping peacefully in the tomb, but they were dug out by a guy named Guo Dunhuang. He wanted to sell the three zombies for money, and eventually two zombies, a man and a woman, were beaten to death by the police. A little zombie survived.

"Yes, it seems to have been dug out of a secret room by a black market antique dealer, and it got out of control for some reason." Mochou said.

Hearing this, Qin Yao was basically sure that this was the story of "Zombie Family".

If he were still in the Human Master realm, there would be no need to think about this kind of story. But the problem is that he is now in the middle of the Earth Master level. Going to this kind of story is equivalent to a max-level boss visiting the Novice Village. Apart from the sense of participation and the meager moral character, , nothing else can be obtained.

"I won't take this task, just send it on." Qin Yao said decisively without pondering for too long.

Mochou nodded slightly: "Yes, Mr. Qin."

After drinking a cup of fragrant tea, Qin Yao got up and left the inn. First he wandered to the building, chatted with Ren Tingting for a while, and then went to the Charity Federation to express condolences about Ren Zhuzhu's work.

The leisure time during the day flew by quietly. At night, he walked into Shi Shi's house, called Mao and had a candlelight dinner together, which brought a successful end to this relaxing day.

 No matter where you go, no matter where you are, you will be accompanied by a first-class woman in the world. Her red sleeves are fragrant, her jade hands are making tea, and her soft words are full of charm and charm... Perhaps, this is the meaning of struggle.

  He practiced hard for many years, not for women, not for power, not for immortality, but simply for cultivation. Qin Yao admired such a person, but he could never be such a person.

No matter how high his cultivation level is or how high his official position is, he is still the common man who has not escaped from low-level tastes!

 Late night.

 In the room, a lamp is as bright as a bean.

Qin Yao was facing the oil lamp, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed, his consciousness sank into the fantasy space, and he said: "System, selected the world of reincarnation, everything is as usual!"

　　【Random transmission starts - locking the world - locking the world to "Ghost". 】

 “Ghost…it’s actually this movie?!” Looking up at the characters floating in the air, a flash of surprise flashed across Qin Yao’s face.

 He has not dabbled in foreign language films of the type "The Cry", so before entering the corresponding world, he still needs to spend filial piety points to watch the original work.

 But as for domestic horror films, whether they are from the 1980s, 1990s, or the 1910s, as long as they are famous enough, he has basically watched them all.

What story is Guixiao telling?

 In his impression, if he could sum it up in one sentence, it would be: a story about a female writer named Xu Xun who unexpectedly opened up a space of forgetfulness while writing a supernatural story.

This so-called forgotten space is the title of the film. There are things forgotten by countless people here. The things ordinary people forget can be said to be toys, relatives and friends, and certain items, but some writers or people with rich imaginations, Forgotten things are amazing. Who knows what they will create and then forget them in the forgotten space.

Xu Xun is lucky. He relied on the halo of the protagonist and successfully escaped from the forgotten space with the help of his grandfather and daughter. But there is one thing to say, if she were not the heroine, she would not survive for at most three minutes after entering the strange forgotten spaces everywhere!

  After all, it is outrageous that Ah Piao, who can fly, cannot catch up with a female writer who does not exercise all year round.

　　【Do you carry a system? 】At this time, another line of characters flashed in front of Qin Yao's eyes.

 “Take it!” Qin Yao said without thinking.

 Going to such a weird place, he would not feel safe at all without insurance.

If some kind of horror in the **** works of any **** writer is forgotten in the ghost world, who wouldn't be afraid to encounter it?

  【This time traveling with the system requires 266 filial piety points, please confirm authorization. 】

"confirm!"

 【This transaction will deduct 266 points, and your current filial piety balance is 1516 points. 】

As the system characters flashed by, the next second, a dazzling space-time light beam fell from the sky, taking away Qin Yao's soul...

  May 21, 2006.

 Hong Kong.

 Qin Yao sat on the e-sports chair of an e-sports Internet cafe, tapped the keyboard twice, scrolled the mouse in his hand, and read the latest news about the female writer Xu Xun on the Internet.

He has been in this world for two days. On the first day, he was thinking of ways to make money. After he got the money, he lay down and silently waited for Xu Xun's press conference.

In the original movie, Xu Xun's agent would announce the creation news about the ghosts at the press conference. It was also after this press conference that Xu Xun began to create the ghosts. The reality and the world of ghosts had just overlapped, and they opened up from reality. A door leading to ghosts.

 Therefore, as long as the press conference has not yet been held, he does not have to worry about not being able to catch Xu Xun's car or get into Guixiao.

 Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

This afternoon, Qin Yao was slurping down noodles from a bucket. When he clicked the refresh button with his mouse, news about Xu Xun's film conference suddenly appeared on the web page.

 “Lanling Building, 40th floor.”

 Silently writing down the address of the press conference, Qin Yao quickly finished his last bite of noodles, got up and walked out of the Internet cafe.

 Lanling Building.

 The press conference of the movie "Liao Ling".

In the huge main venue, a group of creative staff sat behind a table covered with red cloth. In the venue in front of the table, hundreds of reporters sat on chairs carrying long guns and short cannons, looking eagerly at the creative camp. A woman with short hair.

 “Ahem.”

Next to the short-haired woman, a young man in a gray suit took the microphone to him and coughed dryly: "For all the reporters here, some of them know me and some of them don't. Here, let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhou Zhou. , is the agent of writer Xu Xun and the producer of the film. Now I announce that the press conference of the film Lingling has officially begun. Everyone is free to ask questions. "

As soon as he finished speaking, a girl with long hair and light makeup stood up first and asked: "Hello director, I am Wan Wan, a reporter from Xindu Evening News. I would like to ask you why you chose to make the last part of the three-part series Linglong. How about putting it on the big screen?”

In the middle of the red table, a middle-aged man with a square face said in a deep voice: "Because I think this third part can best express the male protagonist Guorong's love and persistence for the female protagonist Yonglin..."

After a while, the second reporter stood up and asked: "Hello, Miss Xu Xun, do I want to ask, is there any of your shadows among the three mads?" The thin, short-haired woman with a pointed chin nodded slightly and said, "It is undeniable that Yong Lin has my shadow..."

 At the same time, outside the venue, on a public seat.

The tall and burly man sat in the middle of the chair, holding a smartphone in his hand, and was patiently playing a cool running game, and the sound of victory kept ringing here.

In a blink of an eye, the press conference came to an end. A long-haired man wearing a luxury suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose hurriedly came outside the venue. He opened the door and wanted to rush into the venue.

“Pass.” Fortunately, a security guard with an electric baton appeared in time and stopped him.

"I am Dingyan... Xu Xun's friend. I have something important to do with her." The man said anxiously.

At this time, Qin Yao, who was playing the game, raised his head and then looked back at the screen.

He remembered that in the original work, this ex-boyfriend had a lot of roles, and his life experience was both scum and shit.

To put it simply, about eight years ago, this guy, a married man, hooked up with Xu Xun, and Xu Xun forced him to divorce his first wife. But when this guy wanted to divorce, his first wife got pregnant. It was dragged down from there.

Who would have known that his father-in-law was dying and he endured it for eight years in order to take over his father-in-law's company. It was not until he made the company his own that he came to Xu Xun to get back together.

 In some respects, he and the heroine are quite a match. Because this Xu Xun is not a good person. Putting aside the halo of the protagonist, this guy not only knows what he is doing, but when he failed to intimidate the other party, he went directly to the hospital to have an abortion...

Based on the first impression brought by the original work, he didn't have a good impression of either of them.

　　Without any bad intentions, dragging this man into the ghost world is already a reflection of his kindness.

 A moment later, inside the venue.

As the agent released the last bombshell, Xu Xun was about to write a supernatural novel called Ghost. The reporters on the scene had an instant **** and asked various questions one after another.

The agent wanted this effect, and immediately announced that the press conference was successfully concluded, allowing a group of reporters to gradually leave the venue with curiosity about Guixie, taking the opportunity to build up Guixie's reputation in advance.

 “Attributive.”

Soon after all the reporters left, Xu Xun and his agent had just walked out of the venue when a long-haired man wearing glasses blocked them.

 “Do you need me to step aside?” the agent asked.

Xu Xun shook his head, looked at the long-haired man and asked, "Is something wrong?"

 “I want to talk to you.”

“Sorry, I don’t have time.” Xu Xun said and walked forward without hesitation.

Looking at her determined figure to leave, the long-haired man opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing.

Not far away, on a wooden chair, Qin Yao twisted his head, stood up silently, and disappeared in an instant.

 The evening of the next day.

 In a mansion of more than 200 square meters.

Wearing a black trench coat, Xu Xun sat at the computer desk, spinning the ballpoint pen in his hand and imagining the ghost plot with his eyes closed.

 “Ding dong, ding dong.”

Suddenly, a crisp electronic doorbell rang throughout the house, awakening Xu Xun from his thoughts.

"Snapped."

The woman frowned slightly, patted the ballpoint pen on the table, turned around and came to the door. As soon as she opened the door, she felt a sense of oppression from her height.

"Who are you?" Xu Xun subconsciously closed the door a little and asked in a low voice.

"Hello, I'm your neighbor across the door. I just moved here." The burly man smiled slightly, turned and pointed to the room opposite.

Xu Xun breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"I have nothing to do, I just came to say hello." The burly man said softly: "My name is Qin Yao, the Yao of Yao, Shun, and Yu. What do you call me, Miss?"

 “You don’t know me?” Xu Xun asked.

Qin Yao was obviously stunned for a moment: "Are you a celebrity?"

Xu Xun pursed his lips and said, "That's not true. My name is Dingyan, Ding's Ding, and Yan's words."

"Hello Dingyan." Qin Yao said with a smile.

Xu Xun nodded and pointed into the room: "I still have work to do, so I'll go do it first."

 “You are busy, you are busy.”

Qin Yao waved his hand and immediately walked into the opposite room under Xu Xun's gaze.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

Xu Xun breathed out softly, closed the door, turned back to the workbench, picked up a ballpoint pen and wrote on the paper: The heroine Fang Yuling, she has long hair, a tall and strange figure, she is a woman with a strong sense of survival A woman of desire, one day, Yuling was sitting in the hall thinking...

 Writing this, she suddenly got stuck, her thinking seemed to be subject to some kind of limitation, and she didn't know how to continue editing.

 “Chi la.”

The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became. She simply tore the whole page out of the notebook, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.

Tapping her head with a ballpoint pen, Qin Yao's figure suddenly appeared in her mind, and it instantly turned into a spiritual light, making her eyes light up slightly.

“Qin Yao has a tall build, a ferocious face, short hair, and a white suit that seems to be high-end. He is a severe patient with mental illness who does not know that he is sick. There is a demonic personality lurking in his body.

 He has a perverted desire for women. Whenever he sees a girl wearing a miniskirt with white thighs exposed, endless desire will surge in his heart. When this desire reaches a critical value, it will awaken the demonic personality...Others are hell, and human hearts are ghosts. "

Countless inspirations spewed out crazily, making Xu Xun suddenly excited and mumbling words.

After a long time, she gradually smoothed out her writing ideas and turned on the computer. There was a burst of output to the keyboard. But when she looked up at the screen again, she suddenly froze in place.

I saw two empty characters at the beginning of the first paragraph, and these two characters happened to be Qin Yao's name.

 “Why is there no name?”

Perplexed, she moved the cursor and typed out the two characters Qin Yao. However, when the name saved in the input method fell on the document, the two characters were still blank.

 Xu Xun: “???”

How is this going?

 Is there a problem with the software or is it the fault of the input method?

 (End of this chapter)