"Sit down yourself, it's getting dark and dangerous."
Chen Guoqiang continued to speak kindly: "In this way, I will send you all there first, and when I come back, I will take you to the previous stop."
"No! I made an appointment to play cards! I'm going to be late and my seat will be snatched by others. Can you give me the money I should win tonight! You should turn around now! Turn around quickly!" Shen Mingjian was anxious and pounced on
Chen Guoqiang grabbed his steering wheel.
Chen Guoqiang was shocked: "No! Let go! It's too dangerous! Everyone is in the car! Ah! Ah!"
"Bang!" Shen Mingjian was knocked out of the windshield.
It turns out the windshield is so broken.
"Boom!" The minibus started to catch fire.
Everyone was knocked unconscious.
Shen Mingjian was knocked into the ditch next to him. He got up dizzy and looked at the burning minibus. He panicked.
He stood up in fright, and drops of blood fell from his hands, dripping onto the number plate of the No. 27 minibus that was knocked out with him.
He stared in panic for a while, then came to his senses, but without any intention of saving anyone, he turned around and ran away, staggering, stumbling.
The fire at that time was not so fierce...
Shen Mingjian ran away in panic. His wallet fell into a pit far away from the scene of the car accident, and was covered by the stones and grass he brought with him when he ran away.
The minibus burned in front of me for a long, long time.
It's a secluded road with few vehicles and no cameras.
It wasn't until a freight truck passed by that someone called the police.
Chen Guoqiang and I, along with all the passengers, stood on the roadside of the village, looking at the smoking minibus, which was so burned that only a frame remained.
Everything in front of me looked like an ordinary car accident.
The next morning, someone came to do some on-site investigation, picked up the number plate and sealed it. No one thought much about the blood stains on it, maybe it was a survivor.
In those days, it was normal for minibuses to pick up people midway. Tickets were not issued by real names like today. Computerized ticketing can be tracked. No one knew how many people were on the bus.
The scene in front of me disappeared, and Chen Guoqiang and the passengers returned to their original appearance, with relieved smiles on their faces.
The resentment that entangled them dissipated in the warm light of the setting sun.
It was they themselves who purified their grievances.
A door of light appeared, and the extraditer from the underworld, dressed in white, nodded and smiled at us.
Together with everyone, I watched Chen Guoqiang and others leave.
The beam of light fell from above, and the logistics personnel of Fairyland began to take over the place.
I looked at Lao Yu and Qian Cang: "Boss, you and Qian Cang send Honghuang back first. He may have a concussion."
Hong Huang had a look on his face, but he didn't dare to refute.
"What about you?" Qian Cang looked at me worriedly.
I picked up my wallet and said, "I still have some personal things to do."
Qian Cang immediately looked serious: "I'll go with you, boss, and you can send Honghuang back."
Qian Cang looked at Yu Jiutian seriously.
Yu Jiutian nodded immediately and looked at me: "Ling, please be careful, you know."
I nodded. If we intervene in this kind of thing and handle it poorly, it will have unexpected side effects.
It's a bit like going back in time and trying to change the present, only to end up changing it for the worse.
We are separated in the air.
Asakou and I went straight to the small police station in Murakami.
Thirty years later, the village has become an advanced town and its scale has become larger and larger.
The small police station has also become a magnificent building.
We hovered high above the building. Qian Cang looked at my sleeveless arms and said, "Ling, you need to change clothes."
I looked down and pulled out a shirt.
Qian Cang blinked and turned sideways.
Qian Cang is a true gentleman. In fact, he looks fine.
There is no need to take off clothes when changing, which may be one of the benefits of us being heavenly beings.
I put a shirt on my body, and the clothes underneath were gone. I had already changed my shirt.
I patted Qian Cang on the back, and he turned around and looked at me seriously: "What are you going to do?"
I put it in my trouser pocket and thought for a while. We definitely couldn't just walk in without being kicked out. We might even be treated as suspects and kept under investigation.
You have to find someone, an entry point.
At this moment, a police car came out. The police car was shining with the light of justice. The people inside must be good policemen.
Everyone has his or her own spiritual light to some extent. A righteous person's light is very bright and can be seen by us gods at a glance.
In the past, it was called righteousness.
Now, the magnetic field of people with a righteous heart attracts positive energy.
I pointed to the car and said, "Follow him."
Qian Cang smiled at me, and the two of us followed the police car.
When the lanterns first come on, the town is now bustling and lively.
The police car entered the residential area, and two police officers got out of the car. The upright police officer was about forty years old, and beside him was a young police officer.
They came to resolve a family dispute.
The child didn't do his homework well, and the mother was about to beat him up. The child called the police, which made the mother cry in anger. It was a scene that made people laugh and cry and call the police.
Because it was not domestic violence, the child's mother did not hit her children on weekdays, so she gave the child's mother some education.
Qian Cang and I waited patiently for them to come out, while the two of them also shook their heads in confusion.
Their police car drove to a small alley in the town. In the small alley, there was a noodle shop that looked older.
The two got out of the car to eat noodles. The square table was placed in the alley and they ate noodles under the stars. It had a nostalgic feel.
Qian Cang and I fell from the sky, Qian Cang still holding the baby in her hands.
The two of us sat across from them.
They were also a little surprised. Uncle Zhengyi smiled at us and said, "Hey, few people dare to choose our table to sit at."
He looked around and saw that there were many empty tables, and his eyes were a little sharper.
He senses that we have a special purpose.
The police officer in his twenties stared at the doll in Qian Cang's hand. Suddenly, he turned his face away guiltily, frowned, and covered his stomach: "Master, my stomach hurts a little, I have to go to the toilet.
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After saying that, he ran away quickly.
Uncle Zhengyi looked puzzled and looked sharply at the doll in Qian Cang's hand.
Qian Cang looked at him calmly: "Your apprentice has something evil in his heart, so he is afraid of my doll."
Uncle Zhengyi was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then laughed and pointed at us: "Second 2 students, hahaha, we born in the 1980s are the first generation of Secondary 2 students."
The two of us kept watching him quietly, and he started to stare at us too.
To be honest, Qian Cang and I didn't talk, we just looked at him like this, we were quieter than ghosts.
The boss brought two bowls of noodles and felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he left quickly.
The uncle started eating noodles and chuckled: "What is your purpose?"
I took out the dusty wallet and put it in front of him.