Spiritual Recovery: The Strongest Replication System

What they said attracted the driver who was driving. The driver glanced through the rearview mirror, obviously a little depressed.

At this time, several people realized that they should not talk about these topics at this time.

The driver is just an ordinary person, knowing this is not only bad for him, but also easy to scare him.

Qin Mu put the keys away, and Xiaoyue saw his movements, and joked with a smile: "We thought we covered it up well, but it turned out that everything was known."

"Yeah, it's a little embarrassing to think about it." Qin Mu responded with a sigh.

"As expected of the director, I can see everything." Xiaoyue also sighed, and she was more proud of the fact that the director of the supernatural bureau she was in was not simple.

The two of them didn't make a sound after that, they just waited quietly to reach their destination.

The car that Zhang Yi was in happened to follow behind, Qin Mu imagined Zhang Yi's expression when he knew about this.

In the end, he made a decision to tell the story when the drivers left and there were no other ordinary people around him.

To prevent Zhang Yi from reacting too violently and arousing the attention of others.

But until several people arrived at the destination, Qin Mu found that his thoughts were redundant.

The driver stepped on the brake, and several people got out of the car first and paid the fare.

After waiting for a few more minutes, the car Zhang Yi was in also arrived, and the same thing happened.

Then a few people stood in place, looking at the building in front of them, unable to conceal their shock and surprise.

"Your Supernatural Bureau is so rich?" Zhang Yi was the first to speak, and his words were full of copper stink.

But at this time, everyone had the same idea, and no one chose to complain about him.

Xiaoyue pondered for a while before replying slowly: "I know that our bureau has a lot of financial resources, but I didn't expect...it would be like this..."

For a while, Xiaoyue couldn't find a complimenting adjective.

In front of them is a villa.

This villa is decorated in a European style, and even the door reveals a luxurious air.

At first, I thought this place was a bit remote, but looking at it now, it makes sense.

How can such a large villa be accommodated in the city center?
There are two swimming pools in the yard, and the garden is as big as the yard of the small hotel where I lived last time.

Or even bigger.

"This favor is too great." Qin Mu suddenly said, his tone full of sorrow.

Xiaoyue laughed when she heard the words, disapprovingly: "He still owes me his life, I don't believe that my life is not worth this villa! Besides, we are just borrowing it."

"It's really rich." Zhang Yi was still full of emotions about the supernatural situation.

"Do you regret not agreeing to join our Ghost Bureau?" Xiaoyue joked.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yi's face was determined, and he shook his head very positively: "I don't regret it, what Brother Qin did must be reasonable, as long as I follow Brother Qin, there will be absolutely no problem!"

Xiaoyue was choked up by his words, and didn't even bother to talk to her anymore.

Before Zhang Yi wanted to admit that Qin Mu had failed as a godfather, and wanted to call him master, Xiaoyue was also very clear about it.

If this is a fan of a star, then it's a complete fan of the brain.

"By the way, I only have six room keys here." Qin Mu suddenly reminded.

Zhang Yi was stunned: "Six?"

Only then did Qin Mu recall his original plan, and explained the reason in a few words.

Zhang Yi, who had already been overly stimulated, reacted calmly, which did not meet Qin Mu's expectations.

"Look at the feng shui of this villa." With Brother Yang's incident, Qin Mu inevitably paid attention to such details.

Zhang Yi nodded and almost walked around the villa.

He was muttering words before, but now he has improved a bit, but he just kept rubbing his hands, as if he was muttering something in his heart.

After more than ten minutes, he returned to Qin Mu's side, and he answered with certainty: "There is nothing wrong with the Feng Shui of this house, it's pretty good, and it's the location of Wangcai."

"This director has a lot of background." Fang Qing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly sighed, and then he glanced at Meng Chan: "Even the famous snake king can't see his background."

These words were somewhat ironic, but luckily Meng Channian was in Fang's youth, Ji Xiao, so she just glanced at him and didn't make a sound.

"Yes, even I don't understand the details of our chief." Xiaoyue also responded aloud at this time, with a bit of depression.

"Qin Mu, do you have Buddha eyes?" Meng Tang jumped to the ground and transformed into a human form, asking Qin Mu suddenly.

Hearing this, Qin Mu nodded, as an answer.

"How about this, the next time you see the director, open your Buddha's eyes and see what his origin is." As he spoke, Meng Chan seemed to be afraid that Xiaoyue would feel that he had ulterior motives, so he deliberately added: "In case we are always worried that he is not a living person." It just took some energy for nothing."

"That's a good idea." Xiaoyue agreed.

Qin Mu gave a "hmm" and brought Xiaoyue forward, unlocked it with facial recognition, and entered the yard.

"I will do this. Everyone is already very tired. Don't think about other things today. Let's sleep first." Qin Mu always feels tired easily these days.

After Xiaoyue's analysis, she felt that he had exhausted his spiritual energy, so let him rest as much as possible and stop using his supernatural powers.

Several people responded and entered the yard one after another, and Meng Chan locked the door behind him.

They immediately allocated a room, and Xiaoyue put the dead branches of the locust tree that Shengru incarnated into the room next to her, and then, like everyone else, she rushed back to lie down, closed her eyes and fell asleep within a few seconds.

It wasn't until the next day that everyone woke up energetically that they realized that the villa was actually somewhat different.

"I slept very comfortably, and I didn't even have a dream." Zhang Yi was very emotional and shocked: "I haven't stopped having nightmares these days!"

"Well, my spiritual power seems to be more abundant." Qin Mu took a bite of the deep-fried dough stick in his hand.

Xiaoyue finished distributing the soy milk, and sat down on the seat: "The director is very thoughtful. He must have arranged some formation to relieve our fatigue, but I don't know if it will work tonight."

Some formations are time-limited, or one-off.

Before everyone had finished their breakfast, there was a knock on the door.

Qin Mu was startled, and looked at Meng Chan.

Meng Chan explained: "I locked the gate yesterday."

"It might be the director." Xiaoyue guessed reasonably, and ran to open the door.

He was indeed the director of the Supernatural Bureau. As soon as he came in, everyone asked how he was resting last night.

After getting an affirmative answer, he was obviously satisfied.

Meng Chan had already been seen through by the chief, and he didn't bother to turn into a snake again, so he nodded to the chief.

Then he touched Qin Mu with his elbow.

Qin Mu was hinted, and quietly opened the Buddha's eyes.

There is nothing unusual about the director himself, but there is a figure with a cold face behind him.

It seems to be Zhong Kui!