I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 338 The End of the Old Era, Workplace PUA
In the endless cemetery, all the people disappeared and turned into new graves, proving that they once existed...except Luo Qian.

He sat in a rocking chair, looking forward with cloudy eyes, like a dying old man recalling the past few decades before he died.

tread!
tread!tread!
The sound of footsteps was heard, not loud, as if the person coming was particularly light. A hunched figure slowly walked towards them from a distance.

She was wearing a simple cloth dress and carrying a vegetable basket covered with floral cloth on her arm.

"You are so old, but you still have such a hot temper. Although these young people have disturbed your life, they are not guilty of capital punishment. After all..."

Meng Xiaodong sighed and looked at the old man in front of him with sad eyes.

Luo Qian turned his head slowly, "The person I'm waiting for is not you, and you shouldn't be here now."

Meng Xiaodong nodded, "I'm just a little unwilling. If you want, he can take you out even now. You should understand this now."

At some point in the future, Meng Xiaodong once said this to Luo Qian.

And now, Meng Xiaodong invaded back to the present from some future time and said this to Luo Qian again. The moment this sentence came out, some memories that did not belong to the present emerged in Luo Qian's mind.

But...there was no touch.

"My era has passed. As some young people say, the new era has no ship to carry a remnant of the old era like me. Besides, the person you want to convince the most is not me."

"If I can't even convince you, how can I convince him?" Meng Xiaodong sighed softly, but seemed to have guessed the ending.

Luo Qian laughed softly, like a leaky bellows.

"You can appear now. It seems that my future self has got the answer. No wonder I believe so much in... His existence."

Meng Xiaodong nodded. "A city of the future and the lives of more than 20 million people is a heavy price to pay."

"If he is really God, then all this is worth it." Luo Qian's tone was dim, not caring at all about the so-called 20 million people, revealing an unspeakable indifference.

Meng Xiaodong said nothing more, but his eyes became increasingly sad.

Luo Qian slowly closed his eyes. "Go, this is not your era. Your fate has been changed, don't worry about me. If it is true as you said, then the things I leave behind, even my old bones, can add strength to his growth. But..."

Meng Xiaodong didn't hear the rest of the words clearly, but she didn't stay any longer. She turned around and slowly left the way she came.

Wherever she walked, all the soil from the graves seemed to be driven away, revealing the original old dirt road.

Finally, Luo Qian was the only one left in the Endless Cemetery.

His breathing became slower and slower, as if he was breathing out but not in, and his life was constantly slipping away, as if he would die completely in the next moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Qian's voice sounded again, low and hoarse, "Sure enough, your situation is very special. At least you are not a god, so you are so afraid of old guys like us. You only dare to come out to see us when our lives are coming to an end."

He slowly raised his heavy eyelids and looked at the man in front of him.

Lin Yuan!

Looking at the old man who was only breathing his last, Lin Yuan said calmly: "The so-called gods are just so powerful that all ghost riders cannot understand. In your hearts, isn't Zhang Dong also a god?"

Luo Qian raised his eyes a few times, "You are only half right about the definition of God. But in that era, there was more than one God."

Lin Yuan became interested and said with interest: "Is it seven, or more? Let me think about it, if you are also a god, you buried everything, so you are the King of Hell in myths and legends? Meng Xiaodong is the Meng Po who made all the souls drink the Meng Po soup on the Naihe Bridge and forget their past and present memories? Then Zhang Dong's corresponding identity should be the Emperor of Heaven, Zhang Bairen? It sounds suitable, but there is a relationship between the Emperor of Heaven and Meng Po. If this spreads out, it will probably subvert people's cognition."

“Hahahaha! You’re really an interesting young man. I now understand why Xiao Meng is willing to stay in your shop… cough! cough cough cough!”

The price of a hearty laugh is the pain of almost coughing out your lungs.

Luo Qian's thin body was bent into a ball in the rocking chair, as if he was going to cough himself to death in the next moment.

Lin Yuan watched all this quietly, without the slightest fluctuation in his eyes, until Luo Qian finally calmed down a little, he said: "You want to see me, isn't it just to talk about this?"

Luo Qian asked back: "Don't you want to see me?"

Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and heard Luo Qian continue to say: "According to your definition of God, you are indeed a God to most people now. But I still don't understand, how much stronger are new gods like you compared to old gods like me? Can you have the ability to open a new era? Or like Zhang Dong, can only protect the world for a few decades, but bring deeper despair to the world?"

Lin Yuan said: "If you want, I can let you see the future results with your own eyes."

"No, there is no chance. The moment I saw you, my death was doomed, even though this was my own choice. How can the gods of the old era submit to the gods of the new era, and how can they recognize two gods?"

Luo Qian's voice gradually became low and inaudible.

The endless grave soil also began to undergo horrific changes. At a glance, the grave mound that seemed to have almost no end suddenly began to collapse, and arms after arms stretched out from the grave mound.

That was, the evil spirits that were buried by Luo Qian with grave soil, at this moment, all broke through the limitations of the grave soil and crawled out from the grave... No, it was not that they were powerful enough to break through the limitations of the grave soil, but Luo Qian, the lord of the endless cemetery, released them.

All kinds of strange and terrifying supernatural phenomena began to appear.

Bloody footprints emerged from a collapsed grave, lingering around, searching...

A middle-aged man sat on a tombstone, his body covered with dirt, his eye sockets sunken, two lines of blood and tears flowing from them...

In the gray sky, a small rain cloud suddenly appeared in an area, and a light rain began to fall within a one-meter radius...

A little girl climbed out of the grave, holding a tattered rag doll with one arm missing. She didn't open her mouth, but an ethereal singing voice came out from her position. Wherever the singing voice passed, the air became distorted and hot...

"They shouldn't be here at this time."

Lin Yuan opened his mouth slowly, and thick white mist poured out from his body. Even his eyes were filled with the white mist, and two white tassels appeared at the corners of his eyes, moving with the wind.

In just a moment, the white mist spread out, covering the entire Endless Cemetery.

The ethereal singing voice disappeared...

The wandering bloody footprints retreated back...

The man retreated into the grave...

Within the range covered by the white fog, everything was going backwards, including time, everything returned to one minute ago.

The graves that had collapsed were now standing up again, as if nothing had happened.

"You are really terrible for such a large-scale restart. It's a pity that you wasted too much time. Let me really weigh you and see if you are qualified to become a 'God'!"

A hoarse, low, yet majestic voice came from above.

Lin Yuan looked up and saw that the ordinary cabin had suddenly become as big as a hill, including the remaining old man Luo Qian who was sitting in the rocking chair.

He also became very huge, like a giant, and Lin Yuan's ant-like figure was reflected in his old and turbid eyes.

In the sky, countless graves began to appear, as if they were going to bury the world.

A hill-like grave mound began to appear. The horrifying supernatural power even affected reality. A horrifying grave mound appeared above Dahai City, completely burying the entire Dahai City inside.

it's all over.

"It seems that you are not yet capable of bearing the title of God. The future of the new era does not depend on you."

Luo Qian murmured softly, his breath becoming increasingly weaker.

He is dying.

But before he died, he buried a future with his own hands. He had no regrets, only a slight sense of regret.

Pity……

If we guard for decades, there will be no hope of ending the supernatural era, and the despair of this world will continue, like one reincarnation after another.

When the old generation of ghost riders not only die, but also when the "god" who suppresses the human world buries himself, endless terror will come again until the birth of the new "god".

What a pity...

Luo Qian slowly stood up. He was going back to his cabin, where he had already made arrangements for his funeral.

"I'm just a loser. I don't have the ability to do more, but I can handle myself and not cause trouble for future generations."

Luo Qian pushed open the door of the cabin and walked in.

In the small space, a black coffin was lying there quietly. Luo Qian's eyes suddenly opened wide and he looked at the figure standing next to the black coffin with a look of astonishment and surprise. "How come you are here? Impossible, you can't run out from inside!"

“If I am really buried in the grave, I might not be able to escape. But unfortunately, people like you also have shortcomings.” Lin Yuan spoke slowly, no longer trying to retain Luo Qian, but... he had no intention of killing him either.

Luo Qian suddenly realized, "I see. It's about your consciousness. It seems that you are indeed perfect, without any flaws. This makes me feel relieved. I hope you can truly become the 'God' of this era."

Luo Qian, who hadn't smiled since they met, tried hard to force a twisted smile on his face, then walked to the coffin and climbed in with some difficulty.

"I have been burying ghosts all my life... but in the end I buried myself. This is the fate of people like us. This is the future we chose for ourselves... Lin Yuan, take everything I have, and let them see the future you created for me..."

Luo Qian's voice disappeared completely, his breathing also disappeared, his chest no longer rose and fell, and his heart no longer beat.

For the outliers of this era, similar situations are nothing.

The so-called aliens have long abandoned their human bodies and instead use human consciousness to control the bodies of evil spirits.

But for the elderly in the Republic of China, returning to one's roots also means the need for a complete body.

Lin Yuan pulled the coffin lid over and closed it with his own hands. "Unfortunately, my goal has never been to become a so-called god, and I don't have the capacity to shoulder the future of a world. I am not even a protagonist, but I can promise you that I will give you everything you want and see the future of this world." Lin Yuan's voice began to dissipate, and he, along with the white mist of the entire Endless Cemetery, had dissipated.

There was only one coffin with an owner left, and countless intact graves...

tread!
tread!tread!
Meng Xiaodong walked in again. She came to the cabin with a sad face and took out some yellow paper from her arms and lit it.

The yellow paper burned, emitting a faint smoke that rose straight up into the abyss.

……

The bus moved slowly forward on the dim path. There was a wasteland in the distance and there was no sign of it arriving at the station.

There were not many passengers on the bus, only Lin Yuan, the knocker Lao Hei, and a parrot with its mouth tied with a rope.

The driver was Mr. Qin. He was very old, but he still worked as a bus driver.

"Old Qin, how is the task I asked you to do last time going? Have you found the place that Xiao Liu drew?" Lin Yuan asked expectantly, stroking the parrot in his hand.

This matter had actually been entrusted to Li Jun and others, but Lin Yuan did not have much hope in Li Jun and others.

The headquarters has its advantages, but no matter how dedicated these police officers are, it is impossible for them to know everything within their jurisdiction.

and.

His request to Li Jun was just a personal request. Given Li Jun's upright character, he probably would not use the headquarters' power to help him find it.

In comparison, Mr. Qin, a bus driver who travels all over the country, is more likely to complete his instructions.

So today when he was outside Dahai City, he didn't even ask Li Jun a single question.

But he was only half right.

The first half was wrong. Li Jun and the entire headquarters attached great importance to the place that the "store manager" wanted to find.

Cao Yanhua even mobilized all the manpower and material resources available to find the place in Lin Yuan's painting.

Without him.

A place that the "store manager" attaches so much importance to is definitely not a simple existence. It is very likely that there are horrible supernatural events.

It is also possible that the "store manager" is using this method to warn the headquarters...

In any case, the headquarters has really tried their best to find the place drawn by Liu Qingqing, but no results have been obtained so far.

While driving, Mr. Qin answered Lin Yuan's question, "I'm old, and my memory is a little fuzzy. But I should have been to that place. Boss Lin, give me some more time, and I should be able to remember it."

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Old Qin. When I find it, I will definitely give you a big red envelope."

"Haha, then I'll thank you in advance."

Old Qin laughed heartily, but he disagreed in his heart.

Everyone knows that the "store manager" is stingy, and even he has a very deep understanding of it, especially...

His eyes swept across every corner of the ghost bus:

There are Peace Hotel advertisements on the backs of the chairs and the entire body of the car. With such a huge advertising effect, the "store manager" only gave...

Even Mr. Qin was too embarrassed to say it.

Let the ghost bus help with advertising and go in and out of various mysterious places, but the price it pays is as cheap as a mosquito leg.

I don't feel embarrassed at all.

However, Lin Yuan thought it was normal, especially after understanding the current "world situation", he became more certain of his ideas.

Three or seven yuan is already a lot!
Time passed minute by minute, and there was still a wasteland in front of the ghost bus, with no intention of entering the Peace Hotel bus stop.

Until twenty-nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds.

The last second of time skipped over, and a white fog suddenly appeared in front of the ghost bus. It didn't give people any time to react, and it plunged straight into it.

The original winding road has become a straight avenue, and the Peace Hotel bus stop is right next to it!

thirty minutes.

This is the time it takes to get from Peace Hotel to Dahai City according to the "store manager". Whether you want to go there or come back, you must reach this time.

Not much, not much!
"Old Qin, you have worked hard. How about coming into the store and sitting down?" Lin Yuan got out of the car. The door-knocking ghost, Lao Hei, squatted beside him, holding a parrot in his hand, inviting him enthusiastically with a look in his eyes.

As a major shareholder of a bus company that has been running for dozens of years, even if the bus industry has been in a downturn recently, he must have a lot of savings, right?

In Lin Yuan's eyes at this moment, Old Qin was a huge gold mine, waiting for him to explode the gold coins!
His eyes were so eager that even a figure like Qin Lao felt a chill and quickly declined, "Today's work is not yet completed. I have to go to the next stop to see off some old friends. I won't bother you any more."

Without waiting for Lin Yuan to continue inviting him, the door of the ghost bus slammed shut, and then it rushed to the other end of the avenue and disappeared.

"You're so old, but you're still so quick... Let Laohua try next time. Its welcome seems to be more effective than my invitation."

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan felt a toothache.

A dog that ate a monster learned to shout "Welcome", and that was more effective than an invitation from its boss.

Who can I talk to to explain this?

"gone!"

Lin Yuan stepped onto the bluestone path in a depressed mood. He glanced at the ghost taxi parked on the side of the road, and then his mood improved a little.

We walked past the Ghost Lake and Fish Pond, which maintained an active water source from the sky, a bulletin board with only three advertisements hung on it, and quietly standing paper sedan chairs and paper sedan bearers, and finally arrived at the gate of the Peace Hotel.

It is not yet six o'clock in the morning and the Peace Hotel is very quiet. The ghost catcher Lao Fan and the starving ghost Lao Hua have not yet started their posts.

But Guo Fan was here, with nine body bags at his feet, and he was sweating profusely.

Lin Yuan was surprised and asked, "Didn't I tell you to ask Lao Fan and Lao Li to help with the work? Why did you do all the work by yourself?"

"Hehe! Lao Fan and Lao Li are old, so let them sleep a little longer. I'm young, so I'll do more. I'm energetic anyway." Guo Fan said with a silly grin.

Lin Yuan curled his lips, "You still think that Lao Fan and Lao Li are too old, they are much more useful than you."

puff!
The sudden knife stabbed Guo Fan's chest and caused him pain. He looked resentful, but in his heart he was thinking viciously:

"When I succeed in my counterattack and become the store manager, I will ask you to move the evil spirits every day. First move them from the storage room to the door, and then move them back from the door!!!"

He covered it up so well.

In addition, Lin Yuan now felt a little tired and couldn't help yawning, so he didn't notice it, but he didn't completely discourage Guo Fan.

After complaining, he felt a little regretful.

Although Guo Fan is not very capable and can't even beat a woman (He Yiner: Thank you), at least he has a good attitude and can endure hardships.

Aren’t these kinds of talented people exactly what the Peace Hotel needs?
In order to prevent Guo Fan from losing confidence due to the heavy blow, Lin Yuan patted Guo Fan on the shoulder encouragingly and said seriously: "Come on, if you are really suitable for this, you will be the one to do all the work in the future!"

When someone patted his shoulder, Guo Fan's heart skipped a beat, thinking that his ambition had been discovered by the "store manager" and that he would be eliminated.

But after listening to the "store manager's" words of encouragement, Guo Fan also began to think seriously about one thing: If I fight to the death, how many moves do I need to make him kneel on the ground and beg me not to die?

Lin Yuan was a little confused.

"No effect? ​​It seems I have to learn my boss's workplace encouragement skills (PUA techniques), otherwise, if the team is too big, it will be easy for something to go wrong."

Since consolation was ineffective, Lin Yuan was too lazy to waste time on Guo Fan.

"Lao Hei, you should go and have a rest too."

"Wang!"

The knocking ghost Lao Hei responded, then walked to the door of the store and curled up. Next to him was a dog cage, in which the starving ghost Lao Hua was sleeping.

"How could I forget about this? I'm sorry, Lao Hei. I'll find you a home right away."

Lin Yuan slapped his forehead and remembered that something was missing. He immediately asked the "Golden Finger" to exchange for a brand new dog cage, which was exactly the same as the one where the starving ghost Lao Hua lived.

The main thing is fairness.

The knocker, Lao Hua, went in to rest. Lin Yuan nodded with satisfaction. After entering the store, he glanced at the cash register and said, "Xiao Liu, how is it? Has anyone ordered takeout during this period?"

Is that the voice of the "store manager"?

Liu Qingqing raised her head. When she saw that it was Lin Yuan, her sleepy eyes suddenly brightened up, and tears began to well up in her eyes. "Brother Yuan, you are finally back."

Lin Yuan's face darkened immediately, and he quickly walked to the cashier counter, patted Liu Qingqing on the shoulder, and consoled her: "What's going on? Did anyone bully you? Tell me, and I'll avenge you!"

(End of this chapter)