Bu Tian Gang

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People always rely on the strong so naturally Dong Zhi knew this path of thinking was wrong.
The idea only appeared for half a second before it was tossed out from the depth of his mind.

If he called for help now, his Master would say he could take care of it himself.
In any case, there generally wouldn’t be a Dong Zhi, but since he had entered the Special Administration Bureau and became Long Shen’s disciple, he must learn to look at the bigger picture than just what was currently in front of him and solve the root of the problem in a coordinated manner, just like his Master.

Xiao Qi had died, Yan Nuo had lost his soul, which meant they had lost half their combat effectiveness.
This was a house that leaked with seemingly endless rain*.

*(屋漏偏逢连夜雨) Refers to when things are bad, it just so happens that there a bigger blow to adding fuel to the fire (AKA when it rains it pours).

Dong Zhi sighed and called Mu Duo first to ask her about the situation.

Mu Duo said: “The police have already rushed over and they will help clean up the situation.
Warehouse no.
8 will be fenced off as a murder scene.
Xiao Qi and Zhou Dui will also be sent back for resettlement.
When the people from the branch comes, they’ll take Xiao Qi away.
Now I’m on my way back to the office with Yan Nuo.
He needs to rest for a while.”

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Dong Zhi told her about what happened at the hotel.

Before the warehouse incident tonight, Mu Duo and the others thought that the Dong Zhi was aimlessly wandering around.
Now that the connection seemed to have formed, they realized that the water might ran very deep.

Mu Duo said in horror: “Do you need help over there? I can rush over right away!”

Dong Zhi said: “No need for the time being.
My guess is the purpose of the other party for killing Old Liu is to hide himself and this matter to an end.
Sister Mu Duo, remember to explain the situation to the branch and ask them to send a few more people over.
Now that it’s just the two of us and we’re both injured, I’m afraid if something happens again, we can’t handle it alone.”

Mu Duo quickly replied: “Yes, I’m contacting them now!”

A day ago, Dong Zhi was still in the role of writing reports.
Now it seemed their roles had inadvertently switched.
Mu Duo acted naturally and felt there was nothing wrong with this.

After cutting off contact, Dong Zhi called He Jia and asked her to come over.

He Jia actually wanted to take Dong Zhi around the city but the male god seemed very busy every day and didn’t seem to have any leisurely time.
She was also reserved and didn’t want to embarrass herself by harassing the other party repeatedly.
She wasn’t expecting to receive a call from Dong Zhi in the middle of the night that woke her up from a sweet dream.
She almost thought that the male god had an ulterior motive.

However, she quickly discovered how wrong she was.
Even if Dong Zhi wanted to do something, it wouldn’t be in the room of the second floor of the hotel that her great aunt made a dedication shrine for a Bao Jiaxian.
When Dong Zhi invited her to that room and explained the entire story about the stiff weasel lying on the bed, it left her completely stunned.

She thought she was listening to the Chinese version of Harry Potter.

In fact, He Jia had never believed in things like Gods and ghosts.
She read Dong Zhi’s comics was because she was attracted by the plot and characters.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have ignored her great aunt’s warning and let him come into the room as soon as Dong Zhi asked about it.
The Bao Jiaxian that she heard about from her great aunt, but never seen with her own eyes, was now the weasel that was lying in front of her around a pool of blood on the bed.
This made her start to doubt the world she had been living in since she was a child.

She didn’t think Dong Zhi would be crazy to kill a weasel and lie to her about this.

Naturally Dong Zhi skipped the parts of Yamamoto.
He only told her that he was able to see strange things since he was a child.
In the past few days, he stayed at the hotel, he accidently met Old Liu and got along well with him.
Tonight, Old Liu had possessed Xiao’an to call him but when he came over, he found that Old Liu was already dead.

“You mean his name is Old Liu?” He Jia was terrified.
This weasel confirmed what her great aunt had said was true.
But now that the Bao Jiaxian was dead, He Jia didn’t know how to explain it to her great aunt.

Dong Zhi sighed: “He said his name is Uncle Liu, but I call him Old Liu.”

Indeed, her great aunt often respected the Bao Jian as Uncle Liu, and He Jia had no doubt about this.

She wanted to reach out to untie the sheets but was stopped by the Dong Zhi.

“Uncle Liu was killed by someone and that person cut up his belly and there’s intestines everywhere.
You better not look.”

He Jia’s hand trembled.

Dong Zhi said: “In fact, Uncle Liu told me yesterday that there are other things in this hotel besides it.”

He Jia seemed to have aged a few decades.
She had lived a smooth, peaceful, and ordinary life.
Upon hearing this, she finally showed uncontrollable fear.

“…What else is here?”

Dong Zhi shook his head: “I don’t know, but I have friends who are more familiar about this.
I would like to suggest that you close this hotel for half a month and let my friends come over and check it thoroughly.
It’s not only for your own good, but also for the sake of the staff and guests here.”

The first time He Jia came into contact with this kind of abnormal event, she thought she might be losing her mind.
When she heard what Dong Zhi had said, she agreed without thinking much about it.

“But I have to let the staff persuade the guests to leave and pay them compensation.
I also have to find them new accommodations as well.”

Dong Zhi said: “This is natural, but I hope the sooner the better.
Uncle Liu was originally the Bao Jiaxian of this hotel.
He was worshipped by you and your great aunt.
As a token of gratitude, he would attract customers to this hotel.
Therefore, you often find it strange that there was an endless stream of guests.
In fact, this was mainly due to Uncle Liu.
Your great aunt should already know this.”

He Jia suddenly said: “Then after…”

Dong Zhi nodded: “Since there’s no Uncle Liu in the future, everything will depend on you.
The most important thing now is that Uncle Liu died inexplicably and I’m afraid the murderer who killed it is still hiding here.”

He Jia became more and more frightened as she listened while nodding her head repeatedly: “I understand, I will immediately order them to do it, and the venue will be cleared by tomorrow afternoon at the latest!”

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Dong Zhi said: “Also, Uncle Liu and your great aunt seemed to share a fate together.
There may be some kind of connection between them.
Now that Uncle Liu is dead, the connection is most likely broken so you great aunt will definitely ask.”

He Jia could only nod.
This was the first time she encountered this kind of thing was she was inevitably at a loss.
After a while, she remembered: “Since you’re asking your friends to deal with this matter, is there a cost? How much is it?”

Before Dong Zhi could reply, she hurriedly said again: “Don’t get me wrong, I’m not afraid of it being expensive.
I’m just asking first, as I have a number in my heart!”

Dong Zhi smiled: “No charge.”

He Jia was taken aback: “Huh?”

Although she wasn’t knowledgeable, she has heard that many masters often charged hundreds of millions.
For someone or something killed a Bao Jiaxian, that thing must be extremely fierce and could even be life-threatening.
With this kind of work, no matter how much money was offered, there may not be anyone who would accept it.

But the result was that Dong Zhi actually said that there was no charge?

“That’s not good.
How can you let people help for free? Brother Dong, no need to be so polite to me!” He Jia thought she misheard.

“I’m not being polite to you.
Have you heard of the Special Administration Bureau?”

Since the two knew each other well, Dong Zhi was also worried that He Jia may think he had some ulterior motive.
Even if He Jia believed him, her parents and elders, as well as her great aunt, would most likely have doubts.
Although he couldn’t reveal much, he still needed to explain what should be explain, as to not cause misunderstandings in the future.

He Jia shook her head, indicating that she had never heard of it.

Dong Zhi said: “They are just like the police, but they don’t pursue ordinary criminals, but rather criminals with special abilities.
My friends work there.
They have the responsibility and obligation to deal with this kind of thing.
If your great aunt doesn’t believe it, I will ask the police to also issue a certificate so you can show her that the police has temporarily requisitioned the hotel to handle a case.”

He Jia’s mood gradually stabilized, and she smiled: “No, I will take care of my great aunt’s side.
Don’t worry.
What’s more, the hotel is in my name so I have the right.
But Brother Dong…”

Dong Zhi was puzzled.

He Jia: “You’re actually also from the Special Administration Bureau, right?”

This question was not easy for Dong Zhi to answer so he simply ignored it.

There was a sly look in He Jia’s eyes: “What you just said is that you will ask the police to issue a certificate instead of your friends.
This indicate that you also have the right to decide, so your power is not small.”

Dong Zhi denied it naturally: “I’m not.
I just know more from my friends.”

He Jia smiled: “I understand, don’t worry.
I won’t say anything else.”

As soon as she finished speaking, her phone rang.
He Jia looked at it and said: “It’s my great aunt!”

Dong Zhi walked out with interest and stopped in front of the hotel to look up and down again but found nothing unusual.

Everything disappeared with the death of Old Liu.
It seemed that it had been restored to an ordinary hotel.
From now on, there won’t be guests who would come there inexplicably, let alone strange things.
If He Jia muddles through like before, there may not be a hotel that once sheltered Old Liu and it wouldn’t be long before she couldn’t make ends meet.

A faint sadness suddenly surged in his heart.
He had met Old Liu by chance.
Let alone starting a friendship, they barely exchanged a few words, but he still felt melancholic, nonetheless.
At times like this, he missed Long Shen.

In the long years of the past, Long Shen must’ve had friends and admirers.
Even if a cultivator lives longer than ordinary people, it was impossible to live for hundreds or thousands of years like Long Shen or Kan Chaosheng.
As the ones he was familiar with became old and passes away, it was certainly impossible for him to be completely indifferent and unemotional to such a thing.

Even as his apprentice, he could live to be a hundred years or more than that, it was destined to be impossible to support his Master’s heavenly years.
He suddenly realized how rare it was for Long Shen to accept an apprentice.
With Long Shen’s wisdom, he must’ve thought about this but Long Shen still accepted him regardless.

The longer they get along, the more afraid Dong Zhi was of disappointing him.

Master’s heart, even if it wasn’t love, was enough for him to handle it carefully and cherish it properly.

The author has something to say：

Love is afraid of disappointment, and always wants to make you better.

At this stage of Yamamoto’s life, it is actually remarkable that the Dong Zhi can seriously injure him.
Of course, it is also the reason why the other party can’t figure out his way and adapt to it.