Quick Wear: This is my wife

Chapter 582 Heavenly Master vs. Unlucky Guy 52

Ever since Zhou Zibai left the meeting room, his mind has been tangled up in a mess.

A question kept circling in his mind: What exactly did the master want Feng Zhan to do?

Zhou Zibai paced back and forth in a group of offices, each step a little hurried, his eyes full of confusion and curiosity.

He walked back and forth, muttering to himself from time to time.

It can be seen from his furrowed brow that this problem has already taken root and sprouted in his heart.

One circle, two circles... Before he knew it, he had walked around the office fifty times.

Finally, the office door was gently pushed open, and Feng Zhan's tall figure appeared at the door.

Zhou Zibai's eyes lit up instantly as if he had seen a savior. He rushed to Feng Zhan in a few steps and asked anxiously, "Brother Zhan, what does the master want to see you about?"

There was a hint of anxiety in his voice that was hard to conceal. He leaned forward and almost put his ear directly to Feng Zhan's mouth.

Feng Zhan looked at Zhou Zibai like this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, and said in a relaxed tone: "Nothing, just chatting, and by the way, ask me to play mahjong."

What he said was not a lie. After talking to Zhou Baisui about Zhou Zibai's fate, the two of them did chat about some trivial and unimportant topics.

During the conversation, Feng Zhan saw that Zhou Baisui was very caring towards Zhou Zibai, and he couldn't help but feel a little more favorable towards the old man.

So, Feng Zhan took out some spiritual fruits from his storage ring and handed them to Zhou Baisui. These spiritual fruits emitted a faint halo and had a fragrant smell. It was obvious that they were not ordinary products.

Not only that, Feng Zhan also carefully replaced a magic weapon for Zhou Baisui in the system mall.

This magical instrument has an ancient bell shape and is engraved with mysterious runes. When you shake it gently, you can hear a faint crisp sound, as if it contains endless power.

Zhou Baisui took the spiritual fruit and magic weapon, his face was full of smiles, and his eyes narrowed into slits.

He took Feng Zhan's hand and said enthusiastically, "Xiao Feng, you are such a good boy! When you have time, you must come to my house to play mahjong. Then I will introduce you to some other big guys!"

Feng Zhan looked at Zhou Baisui's happy expression and couldn't refuse, so he nodded and agreed.

During this chat, time passed by unknowingly.

Feng Zhan suddenly remembered Zhou Zibai who was still waiting in the office. Fearing that he might get anxious, he ended this friendly exchange between the father-in-law and son-in-law.

After listening to Feng Zhan, Zhou Zibai showed a trace of envy and grievance on his face, and muttered softly: "Master has never asked me to play mahjong..."

As he spoke, he looked at Feng Zhan with eyes full of resentment, as if to say, "Why did Master only invite you and not me?"

Feng Zhan looked at Zhou Zibai's aggrieved look, and his heart felt like it was scratched by a cat, and it felt completely limp.

He reached out and touched Zhou Zibai's head, saying gently, "Then I'll take you there next time, and we'll go win their stuff, okay? I just gave the deputy director a lot of talisman paper. Once he distributes it, we'll have a lighter night."

"Ah."

What Feng Zhan wants most now is to execute his wife on the spot, but now is really not the time.

There were some people with bad intentions who wanted to cause trouble at night, and he had to deal with them.

Only by catching these people by the tail, finding out the mastermind behind them, and catching them all in one fell swoop, can he be with Zhou Zibai peacefully and enjoy their world of two without restraint.

Thinking of this, a hint of determination flashed in Feng Zhan's eyes.

He looked at Zhou Zibai: After these troubles are resolved, he will definitely "accompany him well".

On New Year's Eve, the lights come on and the streets and alleys of the city are filled with a festive atmosphere.

Every household is decorated with lights, and the warm yellow light shines through the windows onto the snow, reflecting a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

Inside the house, family members sit together, laughing and chatting, sharing the New Year's Eve dinner and welcoming the ringing of the New Year's bell together.

However, outside of this joyful atmosphere, there is a group of people who are on high alert. They are the members of the Special Affairs Department and the ghost catchers. At this moment, what they are welcoming is not the joy of the New Year, but the threat of ghosts.

"Brother, why is it so quiet at this time?" Huo Da frowned and looked up at the diamond-studded watch on his wrist. The hour hand had quietly pointed to half past eleven.

His voice was particularly clear even in the busy street, with a hint of doubt and uneasiness.

"Hehe, Xiao Huo, maybe you want to give us a holiday so that we can have a good New Year." Xu Chu leaned against the wall, staring at the screen of his mobile phone, and said happily, holding a handful of melon seeds in his hand, throwing a few into his mouth from time to time.

On the mobile phone, the Spring Festival Gala is in full swing. The wonderful performances of the actors and the laughter of the audience complement the atmosphere on the street at the moment.

Previously, several pure Yin women disappeared in succession, and this incident attracted the attention of the Special Affairs Office.

After an in-depth investigation, they were surprised to find that a similar case had occurred as early as twenty years ago.

Luan Lao and others speculated that the mastermind behind the scenes may have created ghost generals, and there should be more than one.