Open the door and send warmth to the community!

As if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, Director Ao quickly dug out the contract and gave it to him.

Bai Miao looked at it and confirmed that it was the same as the previous contract, so she filled in the information, signed her name, and pressed her fingerprint.

Director Ao put away the contract and said with a red face, "Mr. Bai is welcome to join."

"Welcome." The onlookers, Jin Jiuri and Bi Fang, applauded.

A few blue sparks popped out from Bi Fang's fingertips, making a small firework indoors.

Crackling, almost burning the house down.

In the end, Director Ao came to the rescue, and a stream of water extinguished the flame.

After receiving the contract, Director Ao put the plastic bag on the table back into Bai Miao's hands: "Since they are all members of the neighborhood committee, there is no need to be so polite. Take these Mr. Bai back."

Bai Miao was about to refuse, when Director Ao continued to chatter: "There are also a lot of things to protect yourself, this is also one of our measures to ensure Mr. Bai's safety."

Bai Miao paused, and immediately withdrew the hand that was about to reject.

Bi Fang folded his arms and jokingly said, "Jin Jiuri's hair can drive away little evil spirits.

Jin Jiuri lifted his chin and snorted disdainfully.

Bai Miao always felt that it was strange for him to become a member of feudal superstition so lightly.

Director Ao asked again: "Is Mr. Bai busy?"

Bai Miao thought for a while, and it was almost the end of the month, so she said, "I still have a few drawings to hand in."

Director Ao nodded repeatedly with a smile: "Mr. Bai is free to come anytime."

Before leaving, Bai Miao asked Director Ao how they wanted to get in touch, and got a communication rune that was photographed on the phone.

Director Ao said: "In the future, if Mr. Bai wants to find someone, he will call on this mobile phone."

Bai Miao looked down at the phone, although she had some guesses, she still raised her head: "May I ask, Director Ao, are you that big shot?"

Director Ao said modestly: "I'm not talented, but I used to be the master of the East China Sea."

The Lord of the Eastern Sea...is indeed the legendary Dragon King of the Eastern Sea.

Bai Miao: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Director Ao: "Don't dare."

So Bai Miao just brought back the contents of the plastic bag as they were.

Before going home, he glanced at the closed ornate wooden door opposite, and closed the door.

……

Since Director Ao said that he can go whenever he wants, Bai Miao will not starve to death for the time being, so he simply procrastinates as long as he can.

After drawing all the manuscripts he had agreed to, he dug out the old man's tattered ancient books and flipped through them.

Director Ao told him before that the reason why the mahogany sword is useless is because the ghosts of the neighborhood committee are not ordinary ghosts, and the second is because there is no rune blessing attached to it.

If a human's mahogany sword wants to kill ghosts, it must be re-blessed with cinnabar runes every time.

He compared the runes on the back of the phone with the jade talismans in the red plastic bag, and they were very similar to some runes recorded in the old man's ancient books.

After some research, Bai Miao tried to draw a few runes on yellow paper, and then used cinnabar to draw runes on the sword body.

After finishing the painting, he looked at the sword body covered with blood-red runes, picked up a few pieces of rune paper and shook them, and found that there was no flash of brilliance, let alone any sound. other garbage.

Tsk, I don't know if the old man's feudal superstitions are useful.

He frowned and studied for a while, but he didn't know how to use it, so he tentatively took a piece of talisman and threw it in the air.

"Boom--!"

A bright white lightning suddenly lit up in the study room, and then disappeared in a flash, leaving behind a large cloud of black smoke and a burnt smell.

Bai Miao poked her head out from behind the desk, her eyes were dull.

"I... rely on..."

He continued to mend his broken world view with difficulty, and when he turned his eyes, he noticed a large area of ​​scorched black struck by lightning.

"My drawing paper—!"

After saving the drawing paper heartbrokenly, and sleeping in the dark for a few days, Bai Miao could recover the exhausted energy.

After Hulu Hulu finished eating a bowl of instant noodles, he posted a few random sketches on Weibo, and rejected all the private letters to ask for drafts.

After posting a Weibo saying that he hadn't accepted the manuscript recently, he slowly picked up the mobile phone that had been left out for more than ten days.

Just after charging the dead mobile phone and turning it on, with a ding, Bai Miao's eyes were fixed on several text messages.

At the end of the month, the salary of the previous month sent by the bank was 1 yuan.

There are also text messages for provident fund and medical insurance, and the amount is not low.

There was another ding, and an unfamiliar text message popped up. Bai Miao clicked on it and found that it was from Director Ao.

Director Ao: Mr. Bai, come to the neighborhood committee when you have time.

Look at the sending time, it is 1 minute after booting.

Bai Miao: "..."

All right, let's go out now.

"Mr. Bai finished work?" Seeing Bai Miao, Director Ao immediately greeted him with a smile.

Bai Miao coughed dryly and asked, "Is there anything you want me to do?"

Director Ao: "Mr. Bai came here in a hurry last time, this time I will show you around our Shanhai community."

Bai Miao and Director Ao walked out of the gate of Xiyanghong Community and walked onto the narrow and dirty road in Shanhai Community.

It was still morning, and the roadside vegetable stalls were packed to the brim.

The sound of hawking and bargaining was mixed with clucking chickens, sewage was flowing all over the place, and the street was filled with the stench of killing chickens and fish.

With a "wow", the smelly water in the foam water tank was dumped directly into the street, almost hitting Bai Miao's white sneakers.

He narrowly avoided the sewage, and seeing Director Ao walking down the road with his hands behind his back, he paid attention to his feet and found that there was no dust.

After thinking for a while, Bai Miao tentatively asked: "Director Ao, the environment outside our community is so bad, hasn't it been rectified?"

Director Ao sighed, "What can we do? We can't use the water from the East China Sea to wash everything in the city clean."

Bai Miao: "..."

"I think it's fine to stay the same," he said sincerely.

The area of ​​Shanhai Community is huge. It is said to be a community, but it is actually as large as the area under the jurisdiction of two sub-district offices. A river runs through the community, dividing the community into two parts.

The streets extending in all directions arch the Sunset Red Community in the center. Most of the entire community are dilapidated and dilapidated. The only relatively modern ones are a model factory and an intelligent robot company in the northwest of the community.

Director Ao walked slowly with Bai Miao, and Bai Miao realized that the density of ghosts in Shanhai Community was much denser than he imagined. Basically, most of the "people" he saw on the street were either ghosts or all kinds of ghosts. Ghost.

Even the stray cats roaming the streets are the legendary beast Phoebe.

Bai Miao stared at those glossy white Phoebe for a while, and they looked cuter than ordinary stray cats.

"By the way, this wonton shop was opened by a wild boar. It has been making wontons for more than 300 years, and it is a must." Director Ao introduced.

...It turns out that this old pig is not that old Zhu.

Bai Miao looked at this familiar wonton shop expressionlessly, feeling a dull pain in her stomach.

Director Ao walked under a towering banyan tree, and said to a thin old man under the tree with a smile: "Xuan, come and meet Mr. Bai who has just joined our neighborhood committee."

It was only then that Xuan Xun noticed them, squinted his eyes with drooping eyelids, and asked slowly, "Who is this?"

"This is Mr. Bai, who just joined our neighborhood committee."

"Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Bai." Xuan said, "I still have some rare leaves here. Try it?"

Bai Miao raised her eyebrows, is it the legendary twig that will never get lost if she wears it?Can its leaves be used for tea?

He and Director Ao sat down as promised, and took a sip of the fragrant Mi Gu leaves.

As soon as he entered, Bai Miao's eyes widened instantly.

"Pfft—cough cough cough!"

What is this sour and bitter thing? !

Director Ao blinked his eyes: "How, is it endless aftertaste?"

Bai Miao's mouth was filled with a strange sour and bitter taste, and the original fragrance mixed with sour and bitter came up, it was indescribably weird.

It was so bad that he wanted to pinch his neck to wash the taste out of his mouth.

If it wasn't for the fact that Xuan Xun and Director Ao were drinking cup after cup, Bai Miao would have suspected that they were trying to trick him on purpose.

"Young people nowadays don't like the leaves of leaves, unlike us old guys..." Xiong said slowly while holding a teacup, looking in Bai Miao's direction: "Huh? Who is this?"

Director Ao repeated: "Mr. Bai from the neighborhood committee."

"Oh, so it's Mr. Bai."

Bai Miao was startled.

Isn't it rumored that you know the past?how……

Director Ao seemed to see Bai Miao's doubts, and said in a low voice: "The world suffered a catastrophe a few years ago, and everyone was more or less affected, so..."

Bai Miao came to a sudden.

It is estimated that it is like the symptoms of Alzheimer's disease.

Xuan Xuan sighed: "Oh, I'm already old, I always forget things..."

Director Ao shook his head: "It's a new generation world now."

Xuan Xun: "After so many years in the blink of an eye, I still remember that you kid learned to be jealous before your scales grew."

Director Ao: "..."

Bai Miao: "..."

Alzheimer's disease does remember early memories clearly.

Xuanxuan: "You ran up Qingyao Mountain every day, followed Goddess Wuluo eagerly, and even fought with Dangkang for the golden earring left behind by the goddess. You rolled like a small loach, and no one could pull it live."

Director Ao's expression was subtle, and Bai Miao immediately lowered his head to observe the pattern on the teacup, as if he wanted to stare at a flower on the jade pattern.

Xuan Xun: "It is said that Goddess Wu Luo also went there at that time, who won in the end?"

Director Ao was angry and funny: "Okay, didn't you already know about it?"

The creases on Xuanxuan's face remained motionless, as stable as Mount Tai.

"So who got the gold earring?"

Director Ao had no choice but to say: "How many times have I told you, Goddess Wu Luo took it back."

Xuan Yile: "I said at the beginning that you are no good, but you still don't believe me."

Director Ao: "...shut up."

Holding the teacup, Bai Miao watched Director Ao chatting with Su Xingjing. They were peaceful and peaceful, and the years were peaceful.

He began to really wonder if the Shanhai Neighborhood Committee didn't care about anything at all, just wandering around and drinking tea all morning?

So why were they so eager to recruit him?

Bai Miao turned the teacup in his hand calmly, no matter what, it's best to have nothing to do.

In the next second, a black shadow roared over the heads of Bai Miao and the others, and slapped the old banyan tree with a "bang".

Bai Miao: "..."

The whistling wind made Bai Miao's hair flutter continuously, and he put down the teacup expressionlessly.

What time is quiet and good is all fake.