The evil master of Maoshan ghost road comes out of the mountain

Chapter 227 Jin Junkang's Cry
Wang Changwu made a silent gesture, pointed to the upstairs of the office building, indicating that there were still people above; it was just that the office above the office building was pitch black, and there were no lights...

Today's hardware company is deathly quiet, not even the usual crickets, so quiet that you can hear them; knowing that there are people upstairs, Wang Changwu walks lightly, and slowly climbs up the stairs. The sight of the sword demon, in order to be cautious, slow down...

Sure enough, the moment Jin Junkang picked up his backpack, Wang Changwu and the other sword monsters realized that there were indeed people in the office; it's just that who would return to the office during the holiday?And even the lights are not turned on, so besides thieves, ghosts can also open the lock and come in?And the office with the door still open is the office tea room. How could there be valuable things in the tea room?If it is a thief, then the thief's head must have been kicked by a donkey, or the skull X chip is short-circuited, or the head is flooded.

Walking to the door, Wang Changwu slowly reached out and fumbled for the switch at the door, and Jin Junkang was just about to leave the office...

"Which two hundred and five thieves? Raise your hand..." The moment the light was turned on, Wang Changwu blocked the door, and said in a deep voice, but he didn't finish his sentence, and his eyes were almost thrown thousands of miles away in shock. , his chin almost touched the ground, he opened his mouth wide and looked at Jin Junkang who was carrying a backpack...

Cai Senyu and the other sword monsters came up one after another, but they were too surprised to say a word when they saw Jin Junkang, and they didn't believe it even if they were killed, the person in front of them turned out to be Jin Junkang.

"Are you... are you a ghost or a human?" Chen Xilong asked blankly, didn't something happen?How come you can still see Jin Junkang?Apart from being killed and coming back as a ghost, Chen Xilong couldn't think of a better reason.

"Big... Big brother..." Seeing Wang Changwu, Jin Junkang couldn't even breathe normally, his chest kept rising and falling, as if he was suffering from asthma, "Second...second brother, third brother, fourth brother..." Finally, Jin Junkang no longer I couldn't help it, tears flowed out, my double paint softened, and I knelt on the ground, crying loudly... "Finally found you... I found you... For two whole months, where did you hide... My master and Junior brother Xiaoliu was arrested, and he hasn't seen him back until now..."

Jin Junkang seemed to be full of bitterness, knelt on the ground and cried, his sobs were miserable, and the tears wet his beard in a blink of an eye. This was the saddest time since he entered Taoism. He couldn't show his face outside, and he couldn't sleep well No, I have to be vigilant and self-defense all day long...

"Hush..." Wang Changwu hurried forward and helped Jin Junkang up. Obviously, the junior in front of him is no longer as ignorant as before, "Don't be so loud, I am also anxious about this matter, but we can't show up easily. I really had no choice, so I came here to see if there were any clues; don't worry, just talk slowly, what happened?"

Jin Junkang stopped crying, but he was still sobbing violently, and his tears were still flowing; it took half an hour to explain everything about Maoshan...

Jin Junkang's words made Wang Changwu four sword demons very angry. Unexpectedly, Maoshan had already started fighting. In order to catch Pang Kang, even the door refused to let go; Wang Changwu almost didn't get angry at Jin Junkang's words; seeing Jin Junkang crying The miserable appearance definitely doesn't look like a scam.

"Corrupt, Xuanxuan and Xuanyu are already corrupt, the ones who eradicated our Guangnan Institute? They are not qualified enough." Qin Jinrong was very angry, and said through gritted teeth.

Jin Junkang's mouth was flattened, tears wet the clothes on his chest, as if the tears had been held back for two months, "My master risked his life to save me, just want me to come back and tell you that this time stealing The action failed, saying that he was sorry for the uncle, sorry for the master..."

"Such an excessive thing can be done, senior brother, should we inform the master? It will endanger all the disciples of our Guangnan Institute, this matter is not a small matter." Diao Erlang, like Cai Senyu, couldn't help being angry on his face, and asked lightly road.

Wang Changwu nodded, "Because it's not a trivial matter, we must inform the master, and everything will be decided by him."

Jin Junkang knelt down on the ground again, and kowtowed to Wang Changwu's Four Swords Demon, "Thank you senior brother, thank you all senior brothers. My master has already admitted his mistakes before, but... it's just that he is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and you all know it..."

Wang Changwu pulled Jin Junkang up, "I know, this is not just your master's business, I will take you to see my master tomorrow, as long as the master agrees, we don't have to be afraid of the Maoshan disciples hiding in the dark place of Bobai. Tonight, we are fighting side by side as we did ten years ago."

Jin Junkang's tears haven't stopped yet. For him, the appearance of Wang Changwu at this time is undoubtedly a life-saving straw in the endless sea. How can he not be excited?He nodded heavily, "Well, in this life, you will be my big brothers..."

In the hardware company ten years ago, the ghost festival was indeed very dangerous, but now it is different. The land has changed from a fierce land to an ordinary land. There is no difference throughout the night. Cai Senyu sat in the workshop with his hands on his cheeks. At the door, "I said Jin Junkang, is it true that ghost festivals have been like this in recent years? We have visited several times, not to mention ghosts, and we can't even see the shadow of ants; it's already ten minutes past eleven, Is this what we're going to do tonight?"

Jin Junkang has calmed down, but his eyes are red and swollen from crying, as if stung by a bee, "Brother, don't worry, the ghosts in recent years have been very smart, and they can hide quickly; about 11:30 "If you hadn't come tonight, I wouldn't be able to stay here by myself."

"It's been ten years, and your Taoism hasn't improved a bit?" Qin Jinrong patted Jin Junkang on the shoulder and asked, "When I taught you Taoism, your progress was very fast."

Jin Junkang shook his head, "Since your misfortune happened, I have spent a lot of time managing the company; the hardware company is different from previous years, except for the ghost festival, there are very few strange things happening; so these years, my way of doing things is difficult; I just hate it now, if my morals were higher, I could have rescued my master and Junior Brother Xiaoliu, unfortunately, I hate it..."

Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly hit his face, Jin Junkang frowned, "The Ghost Festival has begun, let's split up..."

Since Wang Changwu and other sword demons became sword demons, they are no longer as sensitive to these ghosts as before. Jin Junkang reminded them to stand up and guard; they acted separately and allocated workshops and aisles respectively; now they are no longer the same as before. The rookie, the ghosts that appear in July and a half, although there are also fierce ghosts, but there are not many, ordinary ghosts have no pressure on them; Harm, like a fatal disease...

On the night of Ghost Festival, I was busy until three o'clock in the morning the next day, and then I was done. Wang Changwu took Jin Junkang back to Qin Rong's suite...

(End of this chapter)