The system is very abstract, fortunately I am also.

Chapter 380 I never expected we were all on the same page.
Is urine scarier or ghosts scarier?
The answer to this question is actually quite simple.

First of all, even a ghost is afraid of a child's urine, and what is gushing onto it right now is adult urine, which is even more terrifying than a child's urine, so this urine must be even more terrifying.

And Qin Jun, you really should drink more water!

It's fine if you wear black pants, but your white pants have turned yellow now, bam!

"Qin Jun, I'll fuck your mother! Don't you dare piss on her! Once your mother dies, I'll spend 75 suns to buy a Tombstone Devourer and plant it on her grave, then gore it like crazy!!"

"If you pee again, I'll chop you up! Qin Jun—! Waaaaah! You fucking get up right now!"

"Why the hell are you still holding me! Get out! Let go!"

"Stop peeing, stop peeing, Brother Qin! Brother Jun! I beg you, please stop peeing, I'm scared TAT..."

Zhao Nan received no response to either threats or pleas. She tried to drag her injured body out, only to find that Qin Jun, that beast, was holding her and preventing her from leaving.

Zhao Nan gradually felt despair, utter despair, especially as Qin Jun's warmth gradually spread to her skin.

How to describe it.

It's basically about going skiing with two brothers and sleeping in a dormitory. The next day, after waking up, both brothers came back from the toilet after washing their underwear. Yin, still feeling unsatisfied, smiled and told you that he dreamed last night that a snow woman helped them apply glue.

You were about to make a lighthearted joke, but then you suddenly remembered that you dreamt last night about skiing, and that you almost got calluses on both hands.

The moment Zhao Nan realized the despair he felt, that's how desperate he is now.

"Don't take my body, my body isn't healthy..."

Qin Jun didn't actually know that he was holding Zhao Nan; he just had an unbiased desire to grab everything around him. Even if there was a dried-up pile of dung next to him, he would grab it without hesitation.

At this moment, his vision blurred because of his tears, but this only made the paper money and will-o'-the-wisps seem even more terrifying. Qin Jun wept uncontrollably, his voice filled with fear:
"Grandpa Shanqing, I'm impotent, infertile, have irregular periods, and cervical erosion... The doctor said I only have a few years to live... Please don't take my body, take his! His body is healthy! His body is healthy! We've been fighting him for so long and he's still alive!"

Zhao Nan, who was still cursing Qin Jun, immediately shut up.

Eh?
Looking at Qin Jun, who was poking his back, Zhao Nan thought, "(；☉_☉)?"

Not a buddy? Huh? Have you no manners? Shifting blame like this is so rude!

Just kidding, actually pee isn't as scary as ghosts, so Zhao Nan retaliated with a ferocious grin—

"I'm not in good health either! I have paronychia on all ten toes, and all forty of my teeth ache constantly. I also have internal hemorrhoids, external hemorrhoids, mixed hemorrhoids, and perianal abscesses... You must stick to your choice!"

"You're perfectly healthy! You're lying!"

"You're the one lying..."

The two started arguing.

As for Lin Li, he had already pinched his nose and backed away, his face showing the same disdain as Long Tu.

Qin Jun actually wet his pants, what a coward.

Miscellaneous fish. Miscellaneous fish.

So what if I see a black-stockinged psychopath who single-handedly swept away all his underlings and is walking towards me with eerie winds and will-o'-the-wisps in the desolate back mountain forest? No, what's there to be afraid of?
—If Lin Li were to encounter this, he wouldn't be afraid at all; he would immediately unleash a Pure and Righteous Thunder Control Technique!

However, Zhao Nan was right about one thing: Qin Jun really should drink more water; the smell was just too pungent.

Seeing the two still arguing over Shan Qing, Lin Li smiled, took off his black silk wig, and revealed his true face to everyone.

Seeing that the two weren't paying attention to him, Lin Li resumed his normal volume and tone, and said with disdain:
"Alright, alright, stop arguing. Laoshan isn't here. There were no ghosts at all. It was all just props and tricks to amuse you."

"Everyone should be able to take a joke, right? Hurry up, those who can get up, get up."

Hearing this conversation, Zhao Nan and Qin Jun were taken aback, then stopped arguing, but still cautiously looked at Lin Li, even slowing down their head movements.

The eerie wind dissipated, and the paper money that had been floating around Lin Li fell to the ground, where Lin Li was now tidying it up. The will-o'-the-wisps that had spontaneously combusted on them were completely extinguished.

Lin Li, who was cleaning up the scene with a flashlight, found it amusing to see the two still very wary and not daring to make any rash moves.

At the same time, there is a slight sense of accomplishment from perfectly implementing one's sudden, ingenious idea.

Tonight was truly a moment of "inspiration".

The urn naturally didn't contain real ashes; it was made by Lin Li using flour, coffee powder, mosquito coil ash, and some crushed cow bones.

This is a fake cremated remains formula that Lin Li attempted to mix after consulting relevant materials.

It's definitely not the same as real ashes, but it's nighttime now and not very clear. Besides, how many people in the world can really understand ashes?

Most people will probably never actually touch or study this kind of thing in their lifetime.

As for the hand bone, it was taken directly from the skull model ornament.

Lin Li no longer keeps it inside his clothes. Things are different now. Nowadays, the "Qiankun Ring" can easily hold anything, whether it's a shiny cow or a hand bone, and it's no longer as troublesome as it used to be.

Because this hand bone is a model, it has no hardness at all and will break if you tap or hit it casually.

In reality, when Lin Li used his hand bones as weapons to deal with his underlings, most of the attacks that harmed them still relied on his own hands, feet, and Iron Mountain Lean.

In actual combat, this bone was only used to poke the buttocks and slap the genitals.

This is what Lin Li deliberately avoided, worried that the fake bone would break too soon if used to whip someone.

The reason he faced Qin Jun head-on was that he deliberately let the attack break, so that he could enter the third stage of his life.

In the three stages, "Wind Control" is an old actor, while Tears and Ghost Fire are new actors provided by "Five Elements Essentials".

In fact, if Qin Jun didn't pee, Lin Li should have another fourth stage to play with: for example, letting the "Invisible Sword" possess the mourning clothes in the backpack, so that it floats out and becomes the soul of Grandpa Shan Qing.

Funeral clothes would probably be more effective, but the funeral supply store hasn't finished preparing them yet. However, there's no need to feel sorry for them now, since neither mourning clothes nor funeral garments are eligible to be used.

Lin Li used these supernatural powers without any scruples because there were no surveillance cameras here, no teammates, and no one could demand an explanation from him.

That's how magic works.

"Hurry up, hurry up! I'm not just talking about the two of them, every single one of you, get up now."

Lin Li picked up all the paper money and stuffed it back into his bag. Seeing that no one dared to move in the open space, Lin Li couldn't hold back any longer. He threw the broken bone in front of Qin Jun and Zhao Nan and urged them:
"It's fake, obviously fake. How old are you? Still believing in ghosts? Aren't you ashamed?"

Qin Jun and Zhao Nan: "..."

Hey, Black Stockings Hero, aren't you ashamed to say that?
The two men each took a piece of broken bone, and the moment they touched it, they realized it was fake.

Too light.

Zhao Nan breathed a sigh of relief, and his fear returned to the act of urinating.

However, Qin Jun had finished urinating, so he wasn't in such a hurry anymore. He just punched Qin Jun and said, "Qin Jun, you fucking get up! Stop pressing on me! It hurts so much!"

Qin Jun was actually unharmed throughout the entire process, but upon hearing this, he slowly moved off Zhao Nan and remained silent.

After it was moved, he didn't stand up. Instead, he held the half of the fake bone in his hand, looked down at his groin, and finally bent his knees in front of him, hugged them, and buried his head.

She's a bit withdrawn, very much so.

In Qin Jun's current situation, it's better if Shan Qing's soul truly exists.

It seems even more humiliating than when he first chose to run away. The thought of becoming a laughing stock at school and in society makes Qin Jun feel a bit overwhelmed.

However, Qin Jun quickly raised his head.

Of course, it wasn't because he had a change of heart.
It's just that because of his posture, with his head lowered, the smell was really unbearable.

Damn it, I really need to drink more water. How come my pee smells so bad?

After Qin Jun moved away, Zhao Nan struggled to stand up from the ground, then looked at his yellow pants with a complicated expression.

But now was not the time to worry about that. He endured the pain from his injuries and walked toward Lin Li.

Lin Li immediately pinched his nose.

Zhao Nan: "..."

Seeing this, Zhao Nan wisely stopped and then thanked Lin Li, saying, "Black Silk Hero, thank you for coming to save us."

One by one, other people stood up, almost all of them Zhao Nan's companions.

After all, Qin Jun's companions were either nearly fainted from the vomit, or were still in pain, or didn't dare to get up at all, fearing that Lin Li would strike again.

"You son of a bitch, Qin Jun! You had a good time kicking me, huh?! You clown who peed his pants! You piece of trash! Keep acting tough!"

A man walked up to the withdrawn Qin Jun and began kicking him angrily, his expression ferocious, as if he were seeking revenge.

Qin Jun, who was kicked to the ground, did not retaliate, but numbly endured it.

Lin Li raised an eyebrow.

"Move aside a bit." Lin Li first gestured for Zhao Nan to move aside, then casually picked up a stick from the ground, weighed it in his hand, and threw it forward.

"call out--"

"Ahhhhh!!"

The boy who was kicking Qin Jun was hit hard on the shin, and he screamed instantly. He then knelt down on the ground again, hugging the spot where he was hit and gasping for breath.

Lin Li then looked at Zhao Nan and the others who were frozen in fear, and smiled gently but not politely: "Who sent this to save you?"

"You just lost the fight, that's all. You don't think you're a weakling because of that, or that you're something special in my eyes, do you?"

"They're both two lumps, one more powerful and the other less useful, big brother and second brother, but in the end they're both dregs."

"What I just said is that all of you are surrounded by me, all of you. You all better behave yourselves."

"Once you get up, clean up the scene so you can take everything to the police station later."

Zhao Nan chuckled awkwardly, but his companions, who had never seen the Black Silk Man before, changed their expressions drastically upon hearing this: "Are you going to call the police?"

For them, being arrested is much more troublesome than losing a fight.

The group exchanged glances, nodded in unison, and then ran into the woods.

They knew that for this kind of brawl, the Demon Suppression Division would simply give them a talking-to, then have their families come to pick them up and discuss compensation for injuries. At most, adults might have to stay in jail for ten days or half a month.

At this level, as long as they can escape, even if their companions reveal their identity to the Demon Suppressor, they won't go to great lengths to capture them again.

"Zhao Nan, you should behave yourself, right?"

Seeing this, Lin Li just smiled, bent down to pick up more sticks, and asked Zhao Nan a question.

Zhao Nan nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

He had no intention of being enemies with the Black Silk Man.

Seeing Lin Li so composed, Zhao Nan became even more certain.

"Good, keep an eye on these people for me," Lin Li patted Zhao Nan on the shoulder with satisfaction, then brushed past him.

"what!!"

"what!!"

Before Zhao Nan could turn around, he heard the screams of his companions.

Turning around, they saw the men lying on the ground, some even convulsing.

Zhao Nan was somewhat surprised. There was only a stick beside them, which clearly indicated that they had been hit by the stick.

It's just a hit with a stick. As long as it doesn't hit a joint, it's hard to even fall down. Why would someone be paralyzed on the ground and convulsing?

It's only natural for Zhao Nan to think that way.

After all, he didn't know that Lin Li also knew the "Pure and Righteous Thunder Control Technique".

—When Lin Lichao and his group were throwing things, the sticks and such were just a cover; what they were really throwing were the lightning balls.

At this moment, Qin Jun suddenly frowned, closed his eyes, sniffed the air, and then got up.

"Qin Jun! Don't even think about running away! Black Silk Man will be back soon! He won't let you off when he gets back!" Zhao Nan shouted at Qin Jun immediately, his words sounding fierce but his heart was weak.

Zhao Nan was very afraid that Qin Junzhen would run away.

He was still injured, while Qin Jun was only psychologically wounded. In a real fight, he had no chance of winning.

What if Black Silk Man returns and finds Qin Jun has run away, and then turns his anger on him?
However, Qin Jun waved his hand and said, "I didn't plan to run away. I'll take it on tonight."

He walked over to the person who had been knocked unconscious, turned him over, and then a light finally shone in his dazed and desperate eyes. He grinned maliciously:

"Zaiyong! You wet your pants too! Hahahaha! And you're still laughing at your dad!" Zhao Nan: "(；☉_☉)?"

what?
Your own boss got pissed on by a stick? Huh?

Zhao Nan took out her phone.

……

Lin Li was slowly following behind someone when he saw that they were close enough, so he quickened his pace.

He could easily stop the opponent without even needing to leave the open space; it would just be a matter of adding one more lightning ball.

Lin Li deliberately let him escape.

Lin Li did this because he planned to replicate his experience of catching a thief last time, and see if he could increase the progress of two tasks at once tonight.

As for the open space, Lin Li wasn't really at ease with Zhao Nan. Whether he could keep an eye on him or not was unimportant to Lin Li.

Regardless of how many people are still able to move around, as long as they don't all finish running, that counts as progress.

"Stop running." Lin Li stepped up the tree and landed right in the other person's running path, just like in a movie, and said to the person with a smile.

The other party was startled by Lin Li's ghostly movements, and then realized that they couldn't escape.

Grabbing a tree branch as a weapon to bolster his confidence, the boy gritted his teeth and said:

"Dude, we're all in the same boat, there's no need to be so ruthless."

Lin Li chuckled upon hearing this: "Whichever path you choose, it's the same one I follow. Do you often order 'Jingjing' when you wash your feet?"

The boy didn't respond to Lin Li's lewd remarks. He suddenly became righteous and solemn: "We will unswervingly follow the path of socialism with Chinese characteristics of Southeast University."

Lin Li: "(；☉_☉)?"

Eh no?
you……

I……

That's exactly the path I'm taking.

This vocational high school student's political science score must be pretty high.

"Right? We're on the same road, right? How about we call it quits today?" Seeing Lin Li's stunned expression, the boy, thinking he had a chance, whispered his concern while trying to tiptoe past Lin Li.

Then I got a No. 24 elbow strike from Grandpa Shanqing.

“I’m the one who walks this path, but if you were, you wouldn’t be here with me tonight, and you wouldn’t be here arranging a fight with someone else. So I’m sorry, we can’t let this go today,” Lin Li said with a smile.

"Damn..." He gasped for breath to relieve the pain, then gave up and resignedly prepared to walk back.

Lin Li: "What did you just say?"

"Huh?" The boy was a little confused. "I didn't say anything..."

"Oh, I thought you were going to bribe me." Lin Li nodded.

"?"

"!"

The boy realized that the Black Silk Man wasn't following that path after all!
……

The boy didn't understand.

Lin Li led the boys back to the open space, and to his surprise, none of them were missing.

In the center of the open space, Zhao Nan stood solemnly, holding the urn containing the ashes of Daoist Shanqing, silently circling around, surveying each conscious person.

When Zhao Nan and Hei Baishan looked over, everyone chose to avoid eye contact.

Lin Li: "..."

Lin Li finally understood what it meant to say, "Although Old Deng is dead, his influence still remains."

In this scene, Zhao Nan looks more like Shan Qing's filial grandson.

"Black Silk Hero, you're back!" Upon noticing the sound and seeing Lin Li, Zhao Nan, who no longer needed to rely on others for power, breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I had some doubts.

Qiu Jie, the boy next to the Black Silk Hero, Zhao Nan feels that he is a bit mentally unstable.

However, Zhao Nan quickly came to terms with it.

—Oh well, it's normal to feel this way after spending time alone with the woman in black stockings.

When Lin Li met Zhao Nan's gaze at the black and white mountain green in his hand, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Fortunately, the cause and effect between the two worlds are isolated.

Otherwise, according to the setting in many novels that powerful people, especially those proficient in Taoist magic, are aware of everything they think, Lin Li's actions tonight would have been enough to kill him 350234 times over.

"OK, get ready to go down the mountain and wait for the police to pick you up." Lin Li had already called the police on the way back.

We should contact the main control center directly. After all, this was quite sudden, and we couldn't contact them in advance. Besides, there are so many people to deal with, and they're sure to be busy tonight. We shouldn't put them through this kind of tiring work.

This is what it means to have a lot of warm-hearted men.

He led everyone down the mountain, and a large number of demon-suppressing envoys soon arrived.

Yan Aosong is not among the Demon Suppressors.

Lin Li didn't intend to waste time going back with them. After explaining his identity as the person who called the police, leaving a contact number, and giving the Demon Suppressor a black silk scarf in his bewildered eyes, Lin Li left first.

[Continue our efforts and within two months, prevent and punish at least eight evil practitioners who attempt to commit crimes within the territory of Nansang City (7/8)]

Not long after I left, a message popped up in the system.

And just as I expected, after tormenting that boy, the mission progress jumped by 2 points all at once.

With only one final step remaining to complete this task, we are now on the verge of finishing.

I've tried whipping people with the Niu Zi indulgence style, and I've also tried whipping people with the bone hell style.

What should I try one last time?

Let’s see then.

Lin Li took out his phone.

[Lin Li: Boss, the urn and paper money were used tonight, and the quality is very good. Thumbs up! Thumbs up! Thumbs up! Thumbs up!]

[Mr. Wang, General Manager of AAAA Coffin Wholesale: ?]

On the other end of the phone, the boss stared blankly at the message on his phone.

I glanced at the time and felt a little uneasy.

Hey buddy, you're weird, you know that?

[Mr. Wang, the owner of AAAA Coffin Wholesale: "Haha, thank you."]

I casually sent an emoji, and the boss rubbed his temples.

This news is a bit creepy; maybe I should really go to sleep.

……

But some people might not be able to sleep tonight.

"Are you making up stories for us?" Sheng Zhanpeng, who was interrogating Zhao Nan, laughed angrily after hearing Zhao Nan's statement.

What kind of behavior is this—scattering ashes like flowers, slapping people with hand bones, and smashing urns with ashes? Are these even human?

You can't just make up a story like this.

"Officer, it's all true, it's all true! If even one word I said was false, may I die a horrible death right now!"

Zhao Nan said, on the verge of tears:
"Moreover, this incident involving the 'Black Silk Hero' happened before. I was also involved in it that time, and I was also arrested here."

"Officer, why don't you ask your colleagues? Someone should know... It was an officer in his thirties who handled that... I think his surname was Yan?"

Sheng Zhanpeng: "?"

……

Outside the interrogation room.

“It seems to be true. Everyone’s statements are similar. The kid who called the police just now is… Black Silk Man.” The colleague looked at Sheng Zhanpeng and waved his hand in front of his nose as he spoke.

Damn it, I can't stand it.

Half of this group either wet their pants or vomited all over themselves, and they all reeked.

Damn it, that kid who pees really needs to drink more water; how can his pee smell so pungent?

The police cars probably need to be washed all over; it's annoying.

“Let me ask Song Ge. Now that you mention it, it seems he talked about this in the group chat late at night once before, but I didn’t look closely at the time.” Sheng Zhanpeng nodded and took out his phone.

Sheng Zhanpeng: Song Ge, are you asleep? I want to ask you about the Black Silk Hero. If you're asleep, we can talk again tomorrow at noon when I wake up.

Yan Aosong: ?

The phone rang.

"What's Lin Li up to now???" Yan Aosong asked bluntly as soon as the call connected.

Sheng Zhanpeng glanced at the name, ID card number, and phone number left by the woman in black stockings. Well, it really was Lin Li.

So Sheng Zhanpeng recounted all the testimonies he had heard that night.

Yan Aosong: "..."

Yan Aosong knew that Lin Li was not a normal person, but he did not know that Lin Li could be so underworldly.

After a long silence, Yan Aosong sighed.

“Zhanpeng, if those are real ashes and real bones, then it’s not Lin Li. Although Lin Li doesn’t have many, he still has his bottom line.”

"But if it's fake ashes and fake bones, then that's something this kid is capable of doing."

Sheng Zhanpeng: "..."

"I'll talk to him for you now, just deal with the others normally..."

Sheng Zhanpeng took a deep breath to process the news, then nodded: "Okay, brother, I understand..."

"Zhanpeng, has he added you on WeChat?" Yan Aosong suddenly asked before hanging up the phone.

"No, he just gave me my name, ID number, and phone number," Sheng Zhanpeng shook his head.

"Phew—" Yan Aosong breathed a sigh of relief:

"It seems he still has some humanity; he's letting you go."

Sheng Zhanpeng: "(；☉_☉)?"

I am a Demon Suppressor, you know?

What does it mean that Lin Li let himself go?

Isn't this a bit of a reversal of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches?
"Brother, what else did he do?" Sheng Zhanpeng was now curious and couldn't help but ask.

"He..."

Sheng Zhanpeng was, after all, a victim as well. After thinking it over, Yan Aosong felt that he had the right to know, so he told him what he knew in detail.

……

"beep."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Aosong went to contact Lin Li. As for Sheng Zhanpeng in the Demon Suppression Division, he gave a thumbs-up to the air.

Lin Li, thank you for letting me go!
(End of this chapter)