It was early Saturday morning, and the sun was shining.

In mid-February of the lunar calendar, it is March 14th. Linjiang City is located in the south. It has long since faded the cold of winter and entered a warm spring.

The breeze blows on your face, refreshing.

When Yuan Xinghan got up, he found that Qin Kun had already gotten up early.

"Good morning Director Qin!" Yuan Xinghan opened the window and breathed refreshing air. I have to say that today is a good weather!

At 9 o'clock in the morning, Jiang Lan brought her food, a simple home-cooked breakfast, and freshly ground soy milk in a thermos pot. The love of older young people is filled with sweetness of love. You scooped me porridge, I blew it cool for you, and carefully fed it to the other person's mouth. When I saw the other person's satisfied expression, I was very happy.

As the meal was about to finish, Jiang Lan realized that Qin Kun had not spoken, her face turned red, as if she had just abused the dog. She said as if she was mosquito-sounding, "Xinghan, what's wrong with Director Qin? Is the food not up to the taste?"

"Lanlan has the best craftsmanship, not because of the food."

Yuan Xinghan whispered, "Director Qin seemed to have gone to catch a ghost last night... I just ignored me. I must have some trouble..."

Ghost hunting?

Since she confirmed her relationship with Yuan Xinghan and got engaged again a few years ago, Jiang Lan has heard of Qin Kun's deeds. Qin Kun is young, but she has a very powerful Taoist technique. In addition, Qin Kun has solved his father's affairs, so Qin Kun is also a mysterious existence in her heart.

Jiang Lan did not continue to ask questions, but changed her mind and said, "Today's alma mater held a sports meeting. Director Qin will go, will you go too?"

Yuan Xinghan nodded: "I'll take a walk with me and pick up the field."

"Then I won't accompany you anymore. You two will have lunch and dinner by yourself and take good care of Director Qin."

Jiang Lan nodded. She worked in the literary appraisal office and worked part-time in the auction house. She was named an expert in literary appraisal. She still had something to do today, so she couldn't go with her. Jiang Lan packed up the food box and said goodbye to leave.

"Director Qin, how old are you, Brother Yu? Tell me if you have any troubles. It really doesn't work. Please go to the Immortal Court to take a shower to relax."

Qin Kun looked at Yuan Xinghan with a squinted eyes, "Damn, you an artist, when did you learn to play this game?"

It's really corrupt. Are you not afraid of your wife twisting your ears?

But he understood Yuan Xinghan's kindness.

"It's not a worry, it's just that there's a problem that hasn't been solved, I'm just a little worried."

Qin Kun is now extremely depressed.

In my mind, the blue task is still displayed, not completed!

When Qin Kun left the villa last night, he didn't care about the task. When he returned to the studio, he felt something was wrong. He thought that he had to lit the Tianling Candle to the City God to be considered as the task was over, so Niu Meng went there overnight.

Just as I woke up, I still found that the task was in an unfinished state.

Qin Kun’s first reaction was that the system went wrong!

But when such a smart thing went wrong, Qin Kun thought of a possibility: he caught a clone.

Qin Kun didn't know about ghosts having clones before, but after seeing the wedding dress ghost, he was sure there was one.

The original deity of the wedding dress ghost is hidden in her bronze mirror of the body, and the clone usually appears.

Like the female ghost last night, she has no strong ghost energy and is good at hiding. It is obvious that she is not very good at ghost skills. However, if an evil ghost can survive until now, she will still be in a place like Linjiang City, the old nest of the Southern Sect, and she will definitely have the ability to survive.

Qin Kun covered his forehead... This was a fucking thing.

I had known that the monk and Xu Tao would come out to take a look last night.

Moreover, the point of Qin Kun’s concern is that Xiao Fei’s group of people who collected the money themselves was equivalent to accepting this cause and effect. If this is not handled cleanly, Qin Kun would be dissatisfied. Moreover, at the level of evil ghosts, she likes revenge the most. If she really attacks Yang Ren, this evil will be counted on her.

"Director Qin, are you going to set out? The sports meeting seems to be about to start."

Yuan Xinghan woke up the trance of Qin Kun, and Qin Kun nodded, "Okay, let's go."

When he walked out of the studio, Qin Kun saw an acquaintance in the parking lot.

Sun Yuan.

The businessman, who led his son Maomao, came here to learn painting on Saturday.

Qin Kun vaguely remembered that Maomao was plagued by ghost kids. He left Yuan Xinghan's phone number to Sun Yuan at that time, but he didn't expect to see them at Guliu Bridge.

"Teacher Yuan, it's so good... Hey, Master Qin! Are you here too?"

When Sun Yuan saw Qin Kun, he looked surprised and stepped forward to hold his hand, and said gratefully: "Thanks to you for the last time, I helped me a lot...Maomao, this is Uncle Qin, have you forgotten?"

When Maomao saw Qin Kun, he was a little scared, as if he remembered the scene where Qin Kun tore his group of ghost friends to pieces and kill them, but he still said obediently: "Hello uncle!"

Qin Kun touched his nose. Although he didn't want to admit the title of "uncle", he didn't want to be called "brother", and he was inferior to Sun Yuan for the rest of his life.

Seeing that Maomao was much cheerful than last time, Qin Kun touched his head: "Maomao, how was it drawn? Have you met a new child?"

Yuan Xinghan seemed to be familiar with Sun Yuan, so he blew a cigarette and lit it for himself: "Director Qin, the studio where Maomao went is my junior brother. I praise him for his talent, so don't worry!"

Sun Yuan nodded: "Yes! The teacher said that Maomao is good at painting now, and he has met many children in the studio. Maomao is the little star inside and is the most popular! Master Qin, thanks to you..."

It can be seen that Sun Yuan is very excited.

Qin Kun spitted out a mouthful of cigarettes, what's the thanks for this? I've collected the money and naturally I have to do it for you. As for being talented in learning painting, it's because your child is already talented.

"Haha, that's great. Stay with Maomao more! Boss Sun, I have something to do today, so I'll leave first."

"Okay, call Li Zhe and Teacher Yuan another day, let's have a meal together?" Sun Yuan asked.

"OK."

Qin Kun waved his hand and said goodbye to Sun Yuan, pinched Maomao's face, and got into Yuan Xinghan's car.

When Maomao saw Qin Kun leave, he stuck out his tongue and raised his head and said, "Dad, is Uncle Qin a Taoist priest?"

Sun Yuan looked at Yuan Xinghan's car and replied with a smile: "Uncle Qin is much better than Taoist priests. Let's go, let's go to the studio!"

"good!"

...

The river breeze blows on the face and the sun is slightly warm.

Yuan Xinghan drove to Linjiang University instead of driving directly, but under Qin Kun's command, he drove to a residential area of ​​Xuefu New Village.

Located on the riverside, tall buildings stand with villas, the environment is really good, but there are few families, and the greening and public facilities are not yet ready, which is a bit desolate.

The car parked downstairs of a villa. Yuan Xinghan found that Qin Kun looked in the direction of the villa and guessed something in his heart. He looked in the direction of the villa. There were many people and policemen entering and leaving.

"Director Qin... Did you miss the case last night?" Yuan Xinghan asked seriously.

Qin Kun was concentrating on his mind, and when he heard Yuan Xinghan's question, he looked speechless. Who are you learning new terms from? It's like I'm going to kill someone.

Qin Kun did not answer. He got out of the car and asked a policeman not far away.

"Hello, comrade police, what's going on here?"

The police glared at Qin Kun: "Didn't you see this is a restricted area? Go out!"

Damn...

Is it good for citizens to have the right to know?

Qin Kun was pushed rudely, and just as he was about to speak, a tall woman came over.

The uniform is straight, with a solemn face, steady steps, and a beautiful face.

When the police saw the woman, they unconsciously owed their body: "Captain Su."

Qin Kun discovered that the woman was no one else, but was the junior sister of Douzong, the Spirit Investigation Section of the Criminal Investigation Brigade, Su Lin.

"Qin Hei Dog, you are everywhere?" Su Lin looked at Qin Kun with her head tilted, her eyes not very friendly.

Su Lin's tone was exactly the same as her senior brother Nie Huzi. Qin Kun was furious. I'm so fucking you guys? Why do you see you every time I see you, it's like I owe you money to Douzong?
Chapter completed!