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Seeing that I had woken up, Lao Hei grinned, revealing his white teeth as he said to the Manager Qian: "How are you? If I say I'm going to faint, I'm going to slap my face. " When I woke up, it was Elder Bai's Primordial Spirit that flew away. What does that have to do with whether you slap me or not? Then I told them exactly what I saw when I passed out. Both of them had their mouths wide open, so much so that they could have stuffed eggs inside.

However, we did not have much time to talk about it. After incinerating the corpses of Scar Face, Chuan Jing, and the others, they also found a place to bury the ashes.

While Lao Hei said that doing this was unnecessary, but I felt that even though I was an enemy when I was alive, I didn't have any grudges after I died. We also dismantled the weapons the Japanese had brought, throwing one in the east river and burying the other in the west hills. Manager Qian was a little distressed. He felt that he could sell the spear for a good price, but we didn't dare to do it even if we had more guts than the watermelon.

According to the current policy, it would take more than ten years to capture a gun. Even without thinking, they would still be killed if they caught one of these weapons.

Three days had passed since he finished all of this. During this time, Lao Hei travelled back and forth from his living quarters, and took some frozen bean buns, frozen meat potatoes, and the like back and cooked them for food. In this abandoned base, after all the traces of us having appeared have been erased, Manager Qian and I will return to Shanghai.

On the other hand, Lao Hei would report that he had discovered the entrance to the base while patrolling the mountain and forest.

After returning to Shanghai, Manager Qian and I immediately contacted Monica. When she heard Manager Qian's voice, she cried, but she did not even know what he and Manager Qian were saying over the phone. She only heard Manager Qian apologizing to her repeatedly like a primary school student who had not handed in her homework. In less than half an hour after hanging up, she arrived and told me about the time we were kidnapped.

This woman is quite smart, after we went missing. She first reported it to the police, then went to the principal's place to help Manager Qian and I get an unpaid leave of absence. The headmaster also thanked us for stepping forward during the last trip and didn't say anything. He just asked the HR to get a few temporary workers to go first, so we didn't lose our jobs.

Manager Qian and I were so happy, I thought that coming back would require a lot of effort to find a job. This time, I immediately announced that I would treat her to a meal, and the Gold Leopard continued to work. She said no, she would return safely.

Then she went to the police station and got rid of the case. We just said that we were in a hurry to get back to our old home in Great Xing'Anling, that we forgot to leave a message, that we forgot all about it when we got to our old home, and that a few policemen had even messed with us.

Arriving at the familiar office, he recalled the kidnapping, killing and pursuit he had received over the past ten days.

He couldn't help but have a feeling that he had lived two lifetimes. When his colleagues came over to ask about the situation, we agreed to return to our hometown to deal with urgent matters. Following that, our lives would return to normal.

But one thing that was different was that I occasionally had the same dream at night.

The content was that I was in a very large space, and there were pieces of paper all over the floor. I picked up one piece and saw that it was from the Elder Bai's《 Ghost Scripture s》. Often a few words, a dozen words on an irregular scrap of paper, I was so anxious to find something else that I woke up, even that Spring Festival I spent in this kind of dream.

Later on, I made a call for counseling. I don't know whether the consultant wanted me to spend more money or not. In any case, I just hit him with the term, first with confusion in his memory, then with damage to his cerebral cortex, and finally with my spatial imagination. Let me go to the door to do a face-to-face treatment, asked the price, I said thank you hang up the phone.

After more than half a year, the number of dreams became fewer and fewer. Thus, I didn't pay too much attention to it and let it pass. Just when I was about to forget about this matter, Lao Hei called and said two things, "The Japanese Army's abandoned base has already been completed. There are precedents of finding them in the Northeast, so it did not cause much of a sensation. Secondly, Lao Hei asked if he could come to Shanghai to earn some money, and being a forest ranger would earn him only a few hundred yuan per month. Most of the time, he would be alone, and he would be especially lonely, as it really wasn't suitable for people his age.

I said no problem, came to see, can't find high salary. It would be better to find an ordinary person to do some small business first, rather than spend the rest of his life there guarding Old Fulin. Although it has both style and meaning, but I am also a layman after all, so I have to marry a wife and have children.

After Lao Hei arrived in Shanghai, he first lived with me, and the three men who had a narrow chance of survival couldn't help but drink a cup of wine. After a few rounds, the hot and spicy Sichuan food, as well as the cold and cold Ha Shi had all started to turn red. After being drunk, everyone could not help but sigh.

While we were chatting about how to find a job, Lao Hei asked me and Manager Qian if we had any suggestions. Actually, for a graduate like Lao Hei who had graduated from a sports school and had no specialties or background, it was indeed difficult to find a job. "But this guy has a good mouth, and the Northeast has become the most deceptive group of people in China because of Uncle Ben Shan. So, Manager Qian and I suggest that he find a sales job.

"Speaking of finding a job, I heard today from a person who came to interview me. He told me a strange story." The Manager Qian probably stuffed it when she was eating cold mixed mushrooms, he said to the two of us while picking it with a toothpick.

Our school is going to open a branch in Pudong recently, and we're going to need a junior financial commissioner. I'll take care of one side, the human resources department will take care of two, and the principal will take care of three.

When I asked that person why he left the last company, that was the reason why he left. Guess what he said? After saying that, the Manager Qian looked at Lao Hei and me separately. His expression was clearly as follows: "Even if I am beaten to death, you guys won't be able to guess it."

When he saw both of us shake our heads, he pursed his lips and put down the toothpick.

The job-seeker, who had just graduated, was also a junior finance commissioner in his original company. The work done is to sell the reimbursable invoice, entered into the ERP system in the finance module such a relatively simple and boring work. Originally, this kind of domestic private enterprises did not work overtime. Exploitation and exploitation had turned into the wind. Many students who had just graduated from university had no choice but to grit their teeth and hope to learn more about experience to get a better job or to go to a more humane foreign company, except for the Japanese Korean company.

Their company works harder, for example. Once the boss took his customers to dinner and went back to the company to get their stuff. After circling around the R & D department, he asked, "Which department are these from? How come they're all gone at only eight o'clock?" Listen to how shameless you have to be to say something like that.

However, if that was the case, the person looking for a job would have to endure it. The point is, he said he even went home and dreamed that he was at work, typing in invoices into his computer. As a result, his sleep quality was extremely poor. Over time, he developed a migraine-like illness, probably because he felt that two or three thousand dollars was not worth it. He just wanted to change jobs, even if he had to work until eight, and get a good night's sleep at home.

"Is this guy working under too much pressure?" Lao Hei expressed his point of view.

Manager Qian's expression was even more excited than before, he continued to say: "You think I didn't think of this? I said the same thing. But you listen to his explanation. "

The job-seeker said he wasn't the only one in the company who had a similar situation, most of them. Even more unbelievable, he went back to the office and turned on his computer in the morning. He realized that the data he had entered in his dream had actually been completely stored in the ERP system. He even suspected that he had some sort of sleepwalking sickness, so he went back to the company in the middle of the night and once again typed on the keyboard.

I asked him if he had forgotten what he had done, and he said it was impossible.

There were some invoices that had been placed on his desk by the sales and marketing people after he had finished work. But the next morning, it was already recorded on the computer. Besides, even if he was wrong, many other people in the company were the same. It was impossible for them to all be wrong. Because of this, the company has a high turnover rate, and many people have changed jobs before their probation period.

The boss didn't care at all. Every year, graduates who came to Shanghai to look for a job had to be packed in trains. He wasn't afraid of not being able to recruit anyone. It just so happened that he could get a 20% discount on his salary during the probation period. The boss was even happier.

Hearing Manager Qian say this, my head suddenly hurt. By the time he had finished speaking, the pain was so great that it felt like it was splitting apart. It felt like he had been punched over a dozen times. There was dizzying pain and his ears were buzzing.

"Monkey, are you alright?" Lao Hei, who was sitting opposite to me, noticed that something was wrong with me.

"The wine is up? You didn't drink white today? " Manager Qian supported me as he asked with a slightly puzzled tone.

"No problem, just go home and lie down for a while, maybe because I was in a hurry," I said as I signaled the waiter to pay the bill. The three of them fought to pay, and in the end it was Manager Qian who paid them, the reason being that his salary had increased.

I went back to my rented room and lay down on the bed. At the same time, it was also quite strange. Usually, this amount of liquor was nothing to him, "It's bad, but it's not like there was something wrong with my head when I sat down during the training. Many boxers have headaches." As my mind wandered, I fell asleep drunk.

In the dream I was back in that place full of scraps of paper, picking up a piece of paper. On it was written the words — Dreamcast Technique. The specific method is to cut some of a person's hair, plus soul-leaving herbs and other things, to make that kind of fragrance.

When ignited, the owner of the hair will bring the Primordial Spirit to the place where the incense burns, and then use the Sky Eye and hypnotic incantation to make the isolated Primordial Spirit do things. When the incense is extinguished, the Primordial Spirit will return to the body.

Of course, the servant felt that everything he had done was just within his dreams. At the end of the paper, it was written that he had hurt the Primordial Spirit, he must not do it lightly …