Chapter 125 Money Printing Machine
Ning Zhe held Yin Lishang’s hand and walked through the field path. The green rice fields stretched from below to the horizon.
The cultivated land in Yunzhou Plain has realized large-scale mechanized farming very early. The residents of Yanglao Village do not farm the land themselves. At most, they grow some vegetables, fruits and the like in front and behind their houses. The fields were contracted to grain companies for unified planning and cultivation.
It was already morning when Ning Zhe and Yin Lishang left Yanglao Village. A pesticide-spraying drone flew from the blue sky, riding the summer wind at low altitude and passing over the endless green fields. , the air flow rolled up by the wings set off patches of green waves on the ground.
"Come on, the pesticide is going to be poured on your head." Yin Lishang tugged on Ning Zhe's sleeve, and the two of them ran across the field ridge, leaving the rice field and coming to the roadside.
There was a purple car parked under the road sign with the words 'Yanglao Station'. A young man in a Chinese tunic suit leaned half out of the car window. The buttons on his clothes were meticulously buttoned all the way to the collar. Xiang Ning Zhe Hui He waved his hand: "Hi! This way~"
Ning Zhe came to the car, and Yin Lishang nervously hid behind him, only quietly sticking out half of his head and one eye to carefully look at what was in front of him. car and people in it.
Lan Shiwen opened the car door and handed Ning Zhe a bottle of Coke: "Congratulations, you made it out alive. I knew you were not simple."
"You should avoid saying such polite words. Just a few words." Ning Zhe took the Coke, opened the ring with a sneer, and handed the cold Coke can to Yin Lishang behind him.
Yin Lishang took the Coke with both hands, her eyes shining with joy. She likes sweets the most. But because she has been in poor health since she was a child, her grandmother has always been very strict with her diet. Not to mention the light food, other people’s summer memories may be of watermelon, mung bean ice, orange soda, etc. Yin Lishang But even my childhood memories are flavored with traditional Chinese medicine, and every time I think about them I feel extremely bitter.
"Brother, can I drink it?" Yin Lishang asked in a low voice with some uncertainty, holding the cold Coke can he had just taken out of the car's freezer in his hands.
Ning Zhe touched her head and said, "Drink."
Yin Lishang narrowed his eyes with joy, held the Coke and took a sip happily. The sweet taste diluted the morning. Fu Shui fed by grandma The strange taste, the carbonated bubbles jumping on the tip of the tongue, giving a slight tingling sensation in the mouth. The taste is not the same as the orange soda I drank when I was a child, but it is both sweet. Sweet drinks are delicious, even if they are chilled. Even better.
Gurgling, Yin Lishang drank the whole can of Coke quickly. The carbon dioxide made her belly round and bulging, and she couldn't help but burp.
"Ah..." Yin Lishang suddenly blushed with embarrassment and hid behind Ning Zhe, not daring to see anyone. After a while, she realized that no one was making fun of her, and then she quietly poked her head out again and looked up at Ning Zhe's profile.
It didn't matter what he looked at. At this moment, Yin Lishang suddenly discovered that her brother's face had an evil ghost mask with a ferocious expression and a hateful face. He didn't know when he put it on, which scared her. One jump.
Lan Shiwen looked at the little girl's startled look with a smile, and there was an unconcealable killing intent under his gentle eyes.
"It is not a pity to die for the remnants of the aristocratic family." Lan Shiwen raised his head and looked at Ning Zhe's face, and asked slowly:
"I have no idea what you got in Yanglao Village. Care, I will not covet anything from you. No matter what you get, it is what you get based on your ability. But this person cannot live, she is a member of the Yin family. , is the daughter of Yin Wuxie. Anyone from a noble family is not qualified to live. Whether it is this little girl or the baby who has just been born, they are not qualified to breathe. So... you do it, or should I do it?"
< br>"If you are afraid of getting your hands dirty, I can do it for you." Lan Shiwen then said, "What do you think?"
Ning Zhe chuckled: "You made a mistake, Lan Shiwen."
"I made a mistake?" Lan Shiwen frowned, not sure what he was talking about.
"Yes, you are mistaken." Ning Zhe put one hand around Yin Lishang's delicate shoulders and lifted up the long bangs that covered half of her face, revealing a face covered with abscesses and The ugly face with red spots: "She is not a member of the Yin family, but a ghost of the Yin family." "Ghost..." Lan Shiwen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the girl in Ning Zhe's arms with interest.
Yin Lishang huddled in his brother's arms, too scared to move.
"I understand." Lan Shiwen nodded: "It is rumored that the Yin family has been trying to find an alternative way to control ghosts once and for all...it turns out to be true."
After pondering for a moment, Lan Shiwen He breathed a long sigh of relief: "If that's the case, I suggest you come with me."
"Why?" Ning Zhe looked wary.
"You made a deal with Wutong in Yanglao Village, right?" Lan Shiwen said without changing his expression: "I can feel that you don't have even one piece of life money on you. Now you Being penniless is a very dangerous situation. If you want more money to buy your life, come with me."
Ning Zhe became interested: "Where to go?"
"The factory area of Yunshan Pharmaceutical Group is on the other side of Yundu." Lan Shiwen pointed to the rear door with his eyes and said, "Do you know the other name of Yunshan Pharmaceutical on the Shengge Network? - [Printing Money Machine]. If you are willing to share some information about Yanglao Village with me, I will be happy to 'print money' for you."
Ning Zhe hesitated for a moment and accepted his proposal: "Yes, but. How many days will it take , I need to place this ghost first."
"Okay." Ning Zhe's answer was as expected by Lan Shiwen: "Pay attention to safety when placing it, and don't cause any weird incidents. Of course you want to. If you want to sell it, you can contact me."
After saying this, seeing that Ning Zhe had no intention of following him, Lan Shiwen closed the car door, said goodbye politely, and stepped on the accelerator. Walk away.
The brother and sister watched Lan Shiwen leave. After the purple car disappeared from sight, Yin Lishang asked cautiously: "Brother, who was that just now? ”
"Those who want to kill you." Ning Zhe said: "Do you remember the zombie movie we watched together when we were kids? Just like Taoist priest Zhengying who raised little zombies in the movie, there are also people who can control ghosts in the world, Lanshi Wen is such a person."
"Oh..." Yin Lishang nodded in understanding: "Does he hate me?"
"He hates everything about our family. People, our parents, and grandma and grandma He... was all killed by him." Ning Zhe put down Yin Lishang's bangs, covered his ugly face again, and then said: "Lan Shiwen wanted to kill everyone in our family, but I fooled him with a fake identity , and lied that you were the ghost I raised, so he left."
"That's it..." "So that's what it is, I completely understand" written all over Yin Lishang's face. She actually knows a lot about facial expressions.
Ning Zhe took out his cell phone and prepared to ask someone to send a car.
Yin Lishang asked again: "That person just said that brother, you are penniless. What's going on?"
"It's very simple." Ning Zhe held the mobile phone in one hand and spoke. Touching the back of Yin Lishang's head with one hand: "Because I left all the remaining money at grandma's house."
(End of Chapter)