At 4 pm, Qin Kun got up and prepared to go to work.

This month after returning, Qin Kun worked for half a month in the night shift and helped Han Yao take the night shift for half a month, which can be said to be almost exhausted.

After placing food in one's mouth, Qin Kun wiped his mouth and said, "Going to the ghost market? Yes. But please take this thief and don't let her steal things."

"Qin Kun, do you think I am a thief?" Du Qinghan narrowed his eyes.

Qin Kuntou shook his rattle like: "You are not a thief, you are a thief."

“It’s almost the same.”

At Linjiang Funeral Home, at night, the remains of the two bodies were sorted out. Qin Kun pushed them into the morgue cabinet, lit an incense stick, and then walked out of the Ice Coffin Hall.

When he arrived at the office building, Qin Kun's office was dark and there was only a faint light left on the computer screen. A burnt corpse sat next to the computer, guiding Niu Meng and the skinned ghost playing games.

Half a month ago, Lao Wang changed his office configuration and purchased new computers, office supplies, and some decorations.

There is no way. There is a shortage of talents in funeral homes now. Young people who have some ability will never come here to work. They feel that places like funeral homes are gloomy and unlucky. In the summer talent recruitment fair, Director Wang failed to recruit people again and was extremely disappointed. Finally, he made up his mind to make a decision to reform.

According to Lao Wang, the old guys in the funeral home should retire if they work for a few years, but without the young people, they have to work hard here.

In order to attract young people to work and absorb fresh blood, Lao Wang spent a lot of money, not only increased his salary, but also bought brand new office equipment. Although computers are nothing to do with the work of the funeral home, at least they can relax when they are resting, right?

Qin Kun was really speechless. Damn, not all young people are like Han Yao and your Wang Yazhou, all computer fans. However, having a new computer is a good thing after all.

Qin Kun couldn't understand their game, so Qin Kun asked: "Shenhan Fu, what's wrong with Tuwa in the past half month? I won't play computer games anymore?"

When Qin Kun wondered when he saw Niu Meng and the two ghost messengers peeling their skin and fighting, he was puzzled. Han Yao used to be like this when playing games, he was fanatical and focused. In the past half month, he could hardly see the shadow of this guy.

"Nothing will happen to his family, right?" Qin Kun asked with concern.

Han Yao's ghost messenger said, "Master has gone on a date."

Nani?!

He is an internet-addicted boy, so he's having sex with a hairy appointment! Also, why don't I know??

Qin Kun took a deep breath of cigarettes and found it difficult to digest this gossip for a while.

Since Demon City came back, no wonder Tuwa suddenly said that he was going to work day shifts and no longer work night shifts. After working for a long time, it was time to have an appointment with a girl at night!

etc!

"Who is he dating?"

"It seems that the name is Tu Xuanxuan, and he is the anchor of Ghost Story Radio."

Qin Kun was stunned.

"How did you hook up?"

"I'll always call. Now my master is a guest on the radio station. Every time I visit, I have 800 yuan." The Lu Gui was a little proud when his master made money.

Me, grass

Qin Kun was like lightning strike.

I heard from Qin Xue that their school invited scholars to give lectures, and the appearance fee was 8003,000. Is this guy a wreath so he has a show fee as high as a cultural person? I am not discriminating against funeral practitioners, but I am discriminating against this distorted society!!!

It seems that another of the four poor people in Fuyu Mountain is about to turn over

Unexpectedly, I didn’t expect that I was sleepy, taciturn and didn’t contact the outside world this month. Unexpectedly, after a month, the local kids were in a state of great success.

Talent!

"He, isn't he going to be a devil in his life and defeat his girlfriend?" Qin Kun thought of another question.

The sacrificial ghost snatched the scorched skin on his face and threw it into the brazier under his feet: "Who said that it's in love? You can't talk about work when you date, and tell ghost stories?"

Qin Kun: ""

At 11:30 pm, Qin Kun left work.

The guard, Mr. Qu, was gone. I heard that Lao Qu and Lao Wang had a fight with Jing Laohu at Xishan Cemetery last time. Lao Qu was seriously injured. Recently, he was summoning Fengdu disciples scattered in China and preparing to find Jing Laohu to fight again.

Qin Kun was not interested in the fights of the elderly.

The funeral home is behind, and the Xishan Cemetery is just one stop. Anyway, you can get rid of the aftermath. As for Jing Laohu, he deserves to stab the monkey's nest, so this is probably not that easy to solve.

Riding a bicycle, Qin Kun was speeding on the road. At midnight, it was the time when he was most awake in the day.

Qin Kun let go of the handlebars with both hands, lit a cigarette, and a girl walked down at Xishan Cemetery not far away.

"Master, can you take me a ride?"

This girl is the female ghost who likes to ride in the city.

"Come on, where are you going today?" Qin Kun waved, and there was no discrimination.

"Xixiang Street Night Beauty Bar, I am now an resident singer." The female ghost smiled at Qin Kun.

The female ghost fell to death after climbing the mountain, and she had no resentment. The family was full of incense and paper money, and now she is already a high-end wild ghost.

Sometimes, the relationship between ghosts and ghost hunters is very chaotic, with fear, awe, and hatred. Not every ghost and ghost hunters are born enemies. The relationship between the female ghost in front of him and Qin Kun belongs to the second type.

She could feel that Qin Kun was emitting a natural sense of oppression. Even if the pressure was stronger, it would suffocate her. However, Qin Kun had been deliberately restraining her breath, and she felt that Qin Kun was a good person.

"Master, have you been working night shifts recently?" The female ghost asked carefully while sitting behind the bicycle.

After getting along with Qin Kun for a long time, the female ghost became more courageous. She found that Qin Kun had a good temper, so she was terrified from the beginning to now, and now she can ask about Qin Kun’s work routine from time to time.

Qin Kun said: "Well, didn't you see it? What else did Ying Fengyao ask you to ask? Let's ask together."

The female ghost was shocked: "You, how could you know that the boss asked me to ask?"

Qin Kun was speechless: "I'm not stupid."

After the Demon Capital came back, Qin Kun's daily routine was even more irregular than before, and he fell asleep at any time. He was angry when he woke up, and his phone was silent. His friend called him many times, but he didn't answer it.

Among them, there are naturally Ying Fengyao.

How could this female ghost dare to be a resident singer in Yemei Bar? How could it have nothing to do with Ying Fengyao?

The female ghost stuck out her tongue: "Master, the boss has always had a special liking for you. She asked me to help you pay attention to your dynamics."

"Take her down and this is called looking for someone to follow her."

Qin Kun said, and the phone rang.

On the phone, a female voice with a gusto sound came: "Dear, what are you doing?"

Qin Kun got goosebumps all over his body, and the car almost turned into the ditch.

"Carry your resident singer and head towards Xixiang Street."

On the phone, it was Ying Fengyao, whose voice was numb and made people's blood boil.

She flattered her mouth: "I haven't seen you for several days, I have to come to my house tonight."

"what?"

"Yeah."

The old city is a high-end community not far from Xixiang Street.

The room was filled with a beautiful atmosphere.

Ying Fengyao is a woman with all kinds of charm, so it is hard to endure when she gets crazy.

But even if you are crazy, you have to choose a good opponent. In terms of hand-to-hand combat, Qin Kun asked himself who had never been afraid of, whether it was a human or a ghost.

Ying Fengyao was pressed under her body, and she was sweating profusely. Sometimes women wanted to conquer men, but they found that they were only able to be conquered, which was both happy and painful.

"Dear, please spare me." Ying Fengyao struggled to climb to the end of the bed, and was then grabbed by Qin Kun and pulled him back.

Qin Kun said: "Didn't you use the Snake Buddha Forest last time? Why aren't you going to lock me in the mirage today?"

The voice is ambiguous, provocative, and teasing.

Ying Fengyao's consciousness was already blurred. She lay flat on the bed, her hair was scattered, her face was blushed, and her fine sweat oozed out from her back and gathered into her waist.

Qin Kun looked down and saw Ying Fengyao's buttocks swaying lightly, his posture was extremely tempting.

In the darkness, only the TV at the head of the bed emitted a faint light, Ying Fengyao was weak: "I wanted to escape from the devil's claws and ease it."

"Is it possible?"
Chapter completed!