Chapter 125 Money Printing Press

Chapter 125 Money Printing Press

Chapter 125 Money Printing Press

Ning Zhe held Yin Lishang's hand and walked through the path in the fields. The green rice fields stretched from their feet to the horizon.

The arable land in the Yunzhou Plain has been mechanized for large-scale farming very early on. The residents of Yanglao Village do not farm themselves. At most, they grow some vegetables, fruits and the like in front of and behind their houses. The fields of the villagers have been contracted to grain companies for unified planning and cultivation.

It was already morning when Ning Zhe took Yin Lishang away from Yanglao Village. A pesticide spraying drone flew in from the clear blue sky, riding on the summer breeze to fly low over the endless green fields. The airflow created by the wings created green waves on the ground.

"Hurry up, the pesticide is going to get on your head." Yin Lishang tugged at Ning Zhe's sleeve, and the two of them ran across the ridge of the field, leaving the rice field and coming to the main road.

A purple car was parked under the road sign with the words "Yanglao Station". A young man in a Zhongshan suit leaned half of his body out of the car window, with the buttons on his clothes buttoned meticulously all the way to the collar. He waved to Ning Zhe: "Hi! This way~"

Ning Zhe came to the front of the car, and Yin Lishang nervously hid behind him, only quietly sticking out half of his head and one eye to carefully look at the car in front of him and the people in the car.

Lan Shiwen opened the car door and handed Ning Zhe a bottle of Coke: "Congratulations, you made it out alive. I knew you were extraordinary."

"It's better to say less polite words." Ning Zhe took the Coke, opened the pull ring with a hiss, and handed the icy cold can of Coke to Yin Lishang behind him.

Yin Lishang took the Coke with both hands, her eyes sparkling with joy, she loved sweets the most. But because she had been in poor health since she was a child, her grandmother had always strictly controlled her diet. Not only was the food light, but other people's summer memories might be watermelon, green bean ice, orange soda, etc., but Yin Lishang's childhood memories were all of the taste of Chinese medicine, and every time she recalled it, she felt bitter.

"Brother, can I drink it?" Yin Lishang asked in a low voice with some uncertainty, holding the cold can of Coke he had just taken out of the freezer in the car in both hands.

Ning Zhe touched her head and said, "Drink it."

Yin Lishang squinted his eyes with joy, took a sip of the Coke happily, the sweet taste diluted the strange smell of the talisman water that his grandmother fed him in the morning, the carbonic acid bubbles jumped on the tip of his tongue, bringing a slight tingling sensation inside his mouth. The taste was different from the orange soda he drank as a child, but both were sweet. Sweet drinks are delicious, and they are even better when chilled.

Gulp, gulp, Yin Lishang quickly finished the whole can of Coke. The carbon dioxide made her belly bulge out and she couldn't help but burp.

"Ah..." Yin Lishang blushed immediately and hid behind Ning Zhe, not daring to see anyone. After a while, when she found that no one was making fun of her, she quietly poked her head out again and looked up at Ning Zhe's profile.

It didn't matter that she took a quick look. At this moment, Yin Lishang suddenly discovered that a hideous and ferocious devil mask had appeared on her brother's face. She didn't know when he put it on, and she was shocked.

Lan Shiwen looked at the frightened little girl with a smile, but his gentle eyes could not conceal the murderous intent.

"The remnants of the aristocratic family deserve no pity for their death." Lan Shiwen looked up at Ning Zhe's face and asked slowly:
"I don't care what you got in Yanglao Village. I won't covet anything of yours. No matter what you got, you got it with your own ability. But this person cannot live. She is from the Yin family, the daughter of Yin Wuxie. Anyone born in aristocratic families has no right to live, whether it's this little girl or the newborn baby, they have no right to breathe. So... do you want to do it, or should I?"

"If you're afraid of getting your hands dirty, I can do it for you." Lan Shiwen continued, "What do you think?"

Ning Zhe laughed and said, "You are wrong, Lan Shiwen."

"Did I make a mistake?" Lan Shiwen frowned, not sure what he was talking about.

"Yes, you are wrong." Ning Zhe put his arm around Yin Lishang's delicate shoulders with one hand and lifted up the long bangs that covered half of her face, revealing an ugly face covered with pus and red spots: "She is not a member of the Yin family, but a ghost of the Yin family." "Ghost..." Lan Shiwen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the girl in Ning Zhe's arms with interest.

Yin Lishang curled up in his brother's arms, too frightened to move.

"I understand." Lan Shiwen nodded: "It is rumored that the Yin family has been trying to find a new way to control ghosts once and for all... Turns out it is true."

After a moment's silence, Lan Shiwen let out a long sigh: "If that's the case, I suggest you come with me."

"Why?" Ning Zhe looked alert.

"You made a deal with Wutong in Yanglao Village, right?" Lan Shiwen said calmly, "I can feel that you don't have even a single coin to buy your life. You are penniless now, which is a very dangerous situation. If you want to get more money to buy your life, follow me."

Ning Zhe became interested: "Where are we going?"

"The factory of Yunshan Pharmaceutical Group is on the other side of Yundu." Lan Shiwen pointed at the back door and said, "Do you know the nickname of Yunshan Pharmaceutical on the Shengge Network? - [Money Printing Machine]. If you are willing to share some information about Yanglao Village with me, I will be happy to 'print money' for you."

Ning Zhe hesitated for a moment and accepted his proposal: "Okay, but it will take a few days. I need to settle this ghost first."

"Sure." Ning Zhe's answer was within Lan Shiwen's expectations: "Be careful when placing it, and don't cause any weird incidents. Of course, if you want to sell it, you can contact me."

After saying this, seeing that Ning Zhe had no intention of going with him, Lan Shiwen closed the car door, said goodbye politely, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

The brother and sister watched Lan Shiwen leave. After the purple car disappeared from sight, Yin Lishang asked cautiously, "Brother, who was that just now?"

"The one who wants to kill you." Ning Zhe said, "Remember the zombie movie we watched together when we were young? Just like the Taoist priest Zhengying who raised little zombies in the movie, there are people in the world who can control ghosts. Lan Shiwen is such a person."

"Oh..." Yin Lishang nodded, not quite understanding: "Does he hate me?"

"He hates everyone in our family, our parents, grandparents... they were all killed by him." Ning Zhe let down Yin Lishang's bangs to cover the ugly face again, and then said: "Lan Shiwen wanted to kill everyone in our family, but I deceived him with a fake identity and lied that you were my ghost, so he left."

"I see..." Yin Lishang's face was filled with an expression of 'So that's how it is, I totally understand', and in fact, she understood a little bit.

Ning Zhe took out his cell phone and prepared to call someone to send a car.

Yin Lishang asked again: "That person just said that you are penniless, what's going on?"

"It's very simple." Ning Zhe held the phone in one hand and touched the back of Yin Lishang's head with the other hand: "Because I left the rest of my money at my grandmother's house."

(End of this chapter)