Qingye Supernatural Office

I found that this real person Xuan Qing is very similar to Ye Qing.They will save people, but they don't care about other people's life or death.

Chen Yihan has nothing to do with Master Xuanqing.Master Xuanqing finished talking to us and left leisurely without looking at Chen Yihan's livid face.

Zhang Jiaxin was sent away by an ambulance called by Chen Yihan.He himself left without saying a word.

Guo Yujie and I stared at each other.

"It's like a dream." Guo Yujie said.

I agreed with approval: "Yeah, it's like a dream."

"Then what about this house?" Guo Yujie didn't mention the Juyin basin, he was just talking about work.

"Compared to this house, isn't Aoba's house more troublesome?" I rubbed my forehead.

Guo Yujie shuddered, "It can't be dismantled, it's not possible that people will die when it is dismantled?"

"Maybe." I believed what Master Xuan Qing said, but I was powerless to prevent things from happening - the demolition and the death of others caused by Ye Qing.

Guo Yujie was depressed.

The two of us went back to the office and told the thin man about the matter.

The thin man patted his thigh, "This matter is amazing. That Daoist Xuanqing is so powerful, why didn't he solve Qingye's matter?"

"He can't help it. According to him, he doesn't have this fate." I sighed.

The fat man said: "Realist Xuan Qing said that Brother Qi, you have a deep destiny or something, so don't worry too much. We will all have a peaceful life, at most, there will be no danger."

"If you say that stopping the demolition will kill people, it won't kill us, right?" The thin man analyzed, "The decision-maker must die before the demolition can be stopped."

"Could it be that old man Yu?" Guo Yujie interjected.

"The demolition was not decided by Mr. Yu." The skinny man curled his lips.

"But they know about Ye Qing, if one or two of them die, the rest will go crazy?" Following Guo Yujie's train of thought, I suggested a possibility.

The more I thought about it, the more likely it was.

If this matter is under Ye Qing's control, he should kill people like Yu Xinrong. In order to survive, the other behind-the-scenes leaders of the Gyeongju Manufacturing Bureau must do their best to stop the demolition project.

Suddenly, five heads shaking up and down appeared in the office.

"Your uncle is there, please persuade him more." I said to Chen Xiaoqiu with an awkward tone.

I can understand Chen Yihan's displeasure.Chen Xiaoqiu is a good young lady of the Chen family, working at the grassroots level can be said to be exercise, and it can also be said to be a distraction. If you want to kill yourself by accident, how can the Chen family be happy?

Chen Xiaoqiu was much more calm than Chen Yihan, "I will tell him."

"What about Tao Zheng? Shall we talk to him?" Guo Yujie asked.

"I don't care. Aoba didn't ask us to do this, so let's not be nosy. In the words of that real person, this matter has nothing to do with us." The thin man dragged his tone.

I think Tao Zheng's sudden departure abroad is very problematic.Tao Zheng or Peng Dongyuan probably sensed something, so they fled.I don't know if it will be useful to escape the country.Foreign countries should not pay attention to such things as accumulating Yin virtue.I don't know whether the power of the Yin-Jin basin belongs to the earth or to people.

My mind wandered.

"Brother Qi, what's on your head?" the thin man said suddenly.

I came back to my senses, touched my head, and opened my hands to take a look. There were a few white hairs on my hands. I looked carefully for a few seconds, and a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, "It seems to be the hairs on the whisk. Master Xuanqing patted me head."

"Then have you enlightened?" The thin man asked meanly.

I pushed away his approaching face, "How old am I, and still open?"

"No, it's the enlightenment in that aspect." The thin man winked.

I think that when the skinny man gets old, he may be similar to Xuan Qing, both old and unruly.

"I don't feel it. He just pats me casually. Have you read too many novels?" I patted the skinny man on the head, "Go to work."

"Actually, we don't have much work now. The sixth village of Gongnong is much more relaxed than the other communities. Other groups are still doing ideological work for people." The thin man stretched.

There are thousands of households and tens of thousands of people in a community. It is very difficult for each household to have a unified idea of ​​demolition, and the demolition office will encounter many obstacles in its work.Especially in this kind of old community, the owner of the property right is an elderly person, and the views of the children in the family must be considered. Some original property right owners have passed away, and the house has become an inheritance, and the house has not been divided. It is even more difficult to mediate.

We received job training before joining the demolition office, and we heard about many cases.I remember a family where the old man passed away, and the five children in the family held their own opinions. They went to the demolition office every week to quarrel for more than half a year. , let them internally decide how to allocate.The brothers and sisters went to court, and the lawsuit went on for two years, and the two sets of compensation houses were all filled in the legal fees.

The old leadership overcame all opinions and decided to mediate before the demolition, so that the masses could avoid such unnecessary consumption.The leaders above are thinking that this kind of preparatory work can be completely excluded from the work schedule. When the time comes, it will be said that the [-]% demolition rate will be completed in three months. What a beautiful political achievement.In fact, the whole process took more than three years.

I squinted at the thin man, "They are doing ideological work for humans, and we are going to do ideological work for ghosts."

The thin man had nothing to say, and he had an expression of "you are so reasonable", and then put on a bitter face.

"The big head is solved, and you should also pay attention to other residents, especially those with many children and intense family conflicts. You must focus on tracking them." I showed the air of the team leader.

The four nodded in unison.

When I got home from get off work, I cared about my younger sister's study.

Eighteenth Middle School destroyed a teaching building, and the first and second graders had to borrow the campus of a teacher training school in the district.The teaching building of the third year of high school was fine, but there was a big fire, and the education bureau and parents were very concerned. Eighteenth Middle School borrowed another teaching building of a cram school as a place for classes.My sister's commute to and from school has become longer every day, but she is still in a good mood without the shadow of the fire.

"I'm wearing the amulet given by my brother, don't worry. Does this protect your studies?" The younger sister pulled out Aoba's amulet from the collar.

"It's useless for studying, just study hard by yourself and don't be affected by this matter." I picked up a chicken leg for my sister, "Eat more, and your body should be healthy."

"Brother, why do you look like an old lady?" My sister laughed.

The real old lady immediately coughed beside her.

The younger sister put down her chopsticks, hugged her mother's arm and said something coquettish, both mother and daughter burst into laughter.

I was in a relaxed mood, and I ate too much for this meal. When I went to bed at night, I was so overwhelmed that I turned over in bed a few times before falling asleep.

After falling asleep in a daze, I heard shouting.

"Tangtang, come out to play!"

squeak-

The door in front of him opened, and a little boy with a thick head and a thick head came out from behind the door, "I'm coming! What are we going to play?"

"Go and play with Xiaohu. He has a puppy at home."

"Really?" I looked at the tiger-headed and tiger-brained kid Tangtang whose big eyes lit up, changed his shoes and ran out, closed the door, and locked it with the key hanging around his neck.

Rumble!

A thunder blasted in the air, and the situation changed in a blink of an eye, and it rained heavily outside.

Tang Tang, who was standing at the entrance of the corridor, was dumbfounded, and said dejectedly, "It's raining."

"Well, it's raining."

"I can't go out in the rain, or my mother will beat me."

"Then let's go to your house to play game consoles."

"Let's see who goes up first, rock-paper-scissors, the winner goes one square." Tangtang rolled his eyes and pointed to the steps, "The one who arrives first uses Azalei, and the loser can't choose Azalei thunder."

"Don't you use Azalei once per person?"

"Only one person can use Azare today."

"Ok."

In the dark corridor, two little hands are gesturing with rock-paper-scissors, moving up and down.