Horror Resurgence: I Checked In At The Convenience Store For God

Chapter 142 One Thought Turns Ten Thousand Thoughts, With A Clear Conscience (Please Order In Full~)

At the same time, the banks of the Cangjiang River.

Huge waves rushed out of the thick fog, and the overwhelming water seemed to fall on both sides of the bank.

Countless houses collapsed and countless good fields were destroyed.

The water of the Cangjiang River spreads to Los Angeles!

Countless people in Los Angeles were horrified.

Vehicles leaving the city were swallowed by flood waters.

The Los Angeles ghost master stood at the top of the city.

The change was discovered immediately, and the expressions of each of them suddenly became ugly.

The Cangjiang River is flooded... guarding... that body is dead!

Los Angeles Ghost Control Bureau.

A ghost painting fluttered down from the sky.

It landed on a puppet body that had already been prepared.

stick it on its forehead.

In an instant, black light spread.

A human face appeared in the painting and opened its eyes.

The body of the puppet stood up and came to meeting room C.

meeting room,

The position belonging to Wang Po is vacant.

But all the "eight five seven" characters at the captain level of Xu province have already been waiting here.

Seeing Wang Po coming in, everyone got up.

"guard..."

Wang Po waved his hand and sighed.

"Everyone, run away."

escape....

A very unfamiliar word, which basically never appears in the world of ghost masters.

This is the responsibility of the ghost master. If you win, you will live, and if you lose, you will die.

They control the power that mortals can't match, and they are also the gods in the eyes of mortals when facing danger.

But when even the guards of a province spit out this word, it makes people feel at a loss.

At a loss what to do.

A flat picture rises in the meeting room.

The middle-aged director's face was watery.

"Wang Po, how is it?"

Wang Po smiled wryly and shook his head.

"There's nothing to talk about, it... doesn't like us at all."

"There's nothing to talk about..."

The middle-aged chief sighed.

"Okay, stay safe, I'll notify Ye Hongyu."

The night is getting darker.

Many red moons in the sky are hidden every day, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

At the temple in Xucheng, Lu Chen is performing the technique of entering a dream.

This technique of entering a dream, as the name suggests, can use a causal connection to drop a trace of one's spiritual thoughts into the temple of the worshiper.

This is different from the last viewing, but a real dream.

Turn all thoughts with one thought.

Go through tens of thousands of houses in one night.

Cangnan, home village.

It can be seen from the name that most of the families in this village have the same surname.

In fact, there are not too many Li surnames in Lijiacun.

It has been rumored for more than a hundred years that most of the families have settled in the city, and few of them have returned.

Instead, other surnames increased.

Lijia Village is located in the northwest of Cangnan, and it is the village closest to the river in Cangnan.

As early as a few days ago, the people of Lijia Village received a notice from the village official saying that the rainy season this year was too heavy.

Their village is too close to the river. In order to avoid accidents, all the villagers can go out for a few days if they can, and go to relatives and friends if they can't. The government will give some subsidies.

Come back when the rainy season is over.

But after this notification came down, it was of no use.

In this small village, no one cares about these words at all.

As for the heavy rain and flooding during the rainy season? This is even more of a joke.

In a village living by the river, which year does not experience a flood?

Go to relatives and friends? In this era, whose relatives and friends can be so considerate and let you defect unconditionally?

After all, many places in rural areas are not as good as cities.

Although everyone is familiar with each other, this familiarity also contains too much gossip.

So everyone just listens to it.

Even though it's only eight o'clock.

But the Li Family Village had already evacuated, and it became dim.

The dimness that can't be seen.

There are no street lights in the village, and with the heavy rain for several days, naturally no one will come out to hang out.

You can only stay at home and live your own life.

corner of the village.

There is a small courtyard of a brick house.

It is Li Changsheng's residence.

There is an old couple in the house, which was just developed this year.

At this time, Li Changsheng was sitting on the bed in the back room, watching TV.

Beside him, an old woman was already lying down, but she was not asleep.

The two were chatting one sentence at a time.

"Xiaonian's dad, do you think the children can come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival? They didn't come back last year, and this year with the heavy rain, I think it's too bad."

The old lady was a little depressed.

There are two sons and two daughters in her family, and they have already married and established businesses.

I live in the city of Cangnan.

It's not too far from home, and now every household has a car, and it takes at most two hours to get back by car.

But the distance of these two hours seems like the ends of the earth.

The last time we can see each other is only during Chinese New Year...

Once a person gets old, he especially misses his children,

The two of them usually talk about the children's affairs the most, but every time they call, they just understate and talk about good work.

I'm fine at home, so I don't need to come back.

Duplicity, but that's all.

When Li Changsheng heard this, he pretended to be tough.

"If you can't come back, you can't come back. Don't worry about it. Just let the children live well. It's not like we are old enough to be unable to move."

The old lady curled her lips, and thought to herself: "Usually, you didn't start calling and asking one by one a week in advance?"

But the old lady didn't say anything, and said a few words to Li Changsheng, then covered her with a quilt and fell asleep slowly.

Li Changsheng turned down the volume of the TV.

The heavy rain outside the door kept beating on the doors and windows, which can be regarded as adding some special charm to the silent night.

After watching this episode of TV, the old lady was already sound asleep.

Li Changsheng glanced at him and turned off the TV.

He got out of bed, gently opened the door of the back room, and walked out.

Wait until after going out.

Li Changsheng let out a long sigh.

Some people who are used to want to take out their dry tobacco from their bosom, but when they feel empty, they are startled.

Thinking of the two years ago when my little grandson was born and came to my house for half a month, the baby was still too young to stand the smell of cigarettes.

He smashed the bong himself.

Thinking of his little grandson, Li Changsheng grinned.

This little guy is about to go to kindergarten now at 3.2, I haven't seen him for more than a year, and I don't know if he is naughty or not.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Li Changsheng turned on the light in the main room.

pat--

Not too bright lights pierced the darkness.

The main room of his house is also very simple, with a big table, which is usually used when the children come back.

Next to the big table, the most conspicuous thing is a statue.

The statue is bronze in color, and many places are a little peeling off. Obviously, it has been placed at home for an unknown how long.

Li Changsheng already had this thing at home when he was not too old.

I heard from my father that this is the god enshrined in the family.

Can bless peace.

Many years later, my father left and left this thing to himself.

I have always put it here.

Over the years, I have also become accustomed to offering a few pillars of incense in the morning and evening.

Don't ask for God's obvious spirit, but ask for it with a clear conscience.

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