Zhao Yi nodded: "Indeed, after all, this time we are facing real old ghosts, their perception power can never be overestimated.
Pick another person, I'll make him a puppet too, so he can stay on the outskirts with you to help with the arrangements. You can't be running around out there alone, that's too dangerous."
Li Zhiyuan: "They know our list."
Zhao Yi: "The old lady at the small shop has a ledger with the names of eight of us, but I think the opponent's attention is definitely focused on you. As long as you don't have any issues, the others being a bit dull and stiff, might not be easily noticed.
For example, Run Sheng... Actually, Ah You is the most suitable.
Ah You standing next to you without saying a word until the end would appear very normal, at worst saying a few stiff words, too easy to mimic."
"Controlling two puppets is too much pressure for you, just focus on controlling one."
"Okay."
Li Zhiyuan handed his small compass to Zhao Yi: "You already know the error, here are the coordinates, you can now take the fake me out."
Zhao Yi took the compass, stood up, hesitated for a moment, and asked:
"So, has your efficiency always been this high when making such risky decisions before?"
Li Zhiyuan: "Unlike you, I don't hesitate when opportunities arise multiple times."
Zhao Yi: "Li, you really lack manners."
Li Zhiyuan: "Get me more time."
Zhao Yi: "Rest assured, I will."
While walking out, halfway through, Zhao Yi stopped again and said: "By the way, there's something you need to be reminded of, to completely erase this group of little ghosts, you need to dispose of their abandoned bones."
Li Zhiyuan: "I know."
Zhao Yi suddenly realized and laughed: "Oh, right, you are a professional in erasing accounts."
...
Yin Meng was digging on a wasteland with a shovel, not long before blackened bones appeared, entangled together belonging to more than one person.
"Phew, found it, serves you right for daring to cause accidents to us, serves you right for daring to ruin our pickup truck!"
The money to buy the small pickup truck was earned by Yin Meng selling ancient books on the black market, and the pickup truck was registered under her name.
Therefore, theoretically speaking, the two scrapped vehicles this time belong to two women.
However, although the Chen Family can't compare to Emperor Fengdu, when Chen Lin and her brother ran away from home, they truly took a lot of property with them, while Yin Meng... she was really poor since childhood.
"Pop!"
Pulled out the cork, poured all the corpse decomposition water into it, sending this group of little ghosts who relied on the road to eat "bloody bread", to complete extinction.
After finishing, Yin Meng carried the shovel back.
At the agreed meeting point, she joined up with the others.
Brother Xiao Yuan stood in the middle of the crowd, arranging the next tasks and points to pay attention to.
With Zhao Yi around, Tan Wenbin could easily relax a lot, he didn't need to make dispersed explanations, and he knew that he could only be a mouthpiece for Brother Xiao Yuan, while Mr. Zhao could occasionally play the role of a strategist.
Everyone was listening seriously, except for Run Sheng.
Yin Meng noticed, Run Sheng, who always hated using his brain in such meetings and usually remained dull, today looked deliberately at Brother Xiao Yuan several times.
Zhao Yi checked the time, feeling it was already at the critical point, he couldn't delay anymore, so he clapped his hands:
"Alright, everyone get in position, hurry up, and eliminate that real mastermind behind the scenes!"
Li Zhiyuan: "Let's move out."
...
Here was a tideland, where slabs were placed to form a relatively spacious stage.
During certain seasons, several nearby villages would pool money to invite people over to perform village opera.
At that time, it would be very lively here, not only with opera performances and audiences but attracting quite a few small vendors, like a small temple fair.
A few days ago, the opera was already performed, and the fair was held too, leaving the place somewhat desolate.
Aside from remaining garbage and a lot of footprints, the banner on the stage had not been removed, the plastic canopy was still there, and below it was a plastic statue used during the opera performance.
Very light, broken, wearing old opera clothes, holding a morning audience gesture stick, it acted as one Scene for a certain officer of the underworld during performances, without lines.
Desolate tidal flat, cold stage, and lonely elderly statue.
When "Li Zhiyuan" and others arrived here, that's what they saw.
All eyes were focused on that statue.
And the statue did not disappoint, it started to melt, then red and black liquid emerged inside, as it gradually became enriched, a stern atmosphere seeped out along with it.
His eyes lowered, looking at Li Zhiyuan standing below.
At this moment, Zhao Yi's heart was somewhat anxious. Luckily he was extremely meticulous in "disguise", even a bit less, and it would be impossible to deceive the opponent's eyes.
As the saying goes, people's hearts are separated by bellies, as beings that constantly face "ghosts", their gaze acuity long surpassed human imagination.
Just as the statue was about to speak, Zhao Yi spoke first:
"Meng Meng."
"Again?"
Yin Meng knew what was going to happen, and she also knew it was meaningless.
Zhao Yi: "Just show your face."
Li Zhiyuan: "Go ahead."
"Ah."
Yin Meng walked forward, standing before everyone.
Behind, Tan Wenbin was slightly puzzled, wasn't it said to directly eliminate them when they appeared, then what's the purpose of letting Meng Meng show herself again?
The most crucial thing is, the opponent has already been seen, why hasn't Brother Xiao Yuan tied the Red Line yet?
