After resigning from the funeral home for several months, Qin Kun returned to his normal life.

I get up at 5 pm every day and drive to the old street of Baihu Town. Work starts at the hour of Hai (9 pm) at night and finishes at 3 pm at Yin, which is very regular.

The Kite Festival lasted for a week, and Zhuzong and Fuzong kept their promises and introduced many "debirths".

At around 9 o'clock in the evening, a middle-aged man wiped his sweat and thanked him with gratitude: "Several masters, thank you so much. These 30 are determined accounts of cause and effect, so be sure to accept them!"

There were only oil lamps in the shop at night, which was particularly dim. There were two big red lanterns hanging at the door not far away. The sight did not improve much, and the atmosphere became even more gloomy. The shop was next to the canal, and the opposite side of the bridge was pitch black. It was a deserted village. Middle-aged people were sweating coldly. If these masters hadn't really solved their troubles, they wouldn't have come here even if they were beaten to death.

The smoke was shrouded in smoke, Qin Kun smoked and picked up a stack of money to fiddle with it.

"I understand, please go back."

The middle-aged man was like an amnesty and left quickly.

At night, the only store left in the old street of Baihu Town was open. The middle-aged man walked far away. Wang Gan said dissatisfied: "Qin Kun, who are these people? A mine owner dug a tomb in the mining area. He ignored the guys in the tomb himself. He deserved bad luck! Are you still helping him?"

"If the tomb of the landlords during the Republic of China period is sentenced, I don't think it will be punished. I don't think it will be a death sentence. People spend money, we can eliminate disasters, and why are we struggling with so much?"

The middle-aged man got into a wild ghost because of his greed and asked him for 30 karma. Qin Kun was at ease, and the three of them were divided into 10.

Behind Qin Kun, the old ghost in Jinyi was one of the useless ghosts. He usually had a low profile, but today he had grown courage and whispered to Qin Kun: "Master... The rich man Wang slept well underground, and was dug up the tomb and excavated the corpse. This is unfair."

A little old man in silk stood beside the old ghost in brocade, standing there with a timid expression, waiting for his death. He saw a group of monsters and monsters around him and was a little frightened.

After hearing the old ghost in Jinyi and seeing the two of them dressed up, Qin Kun thought to himself: It’s all landlords, these two are from the same class.

The old ghost in brocade shows him the flower plantings and is quite diligent. Qin Kun simply gave face: "Okay, after death, I can't hide from the underworld, stay in the tomb like a wealthy slave, and deserve to cause trouble for myself. If you don't accept you today, go to the ghost town yourself."

"Ah? Master...what is a ghost town? I...I don't know."

The old ghost in brocade bowed his hand and said with a smirk: "Master, why don't you accept the rich man Wang? In terms of offerings, will I go?"

"Random!" Eunuch Chang said sternly, "Zhenyi, your offerings are given by the master. Not only are you unhappy, you also bargain with the master?!"

Gong Chang said openly, and a sinister aura burst out. He glared at his eyes. The rich man Wang was so painful that he knelt down. The old ghost in the brocade was also scared and then knelt down to the side: "Don't be angry, I...I don't mean that...I just saw him pitiful..."

"Okay, Eunuch Chang, they are all their own people. Master Wang and Master Chu are still here, so don't show off their might."

The skinned ghosts set up a table next to them to play mahjong, while eating melon seeds, indicating that Eunuch Chang should not be impatient.

Qin Kun was silent for a while, and saw the old ghost in Jinyi's expression of a sincere expression, he spoke, "Okay. Let him come and recognize his master!"

The old ghost in Jinyi was overjoyed and elbowed the rich man twice: "Kowtow quickly, the master is going to accept you."

The rich man Wang could feel that the old ghost in Jinyi was for his own good, so he quickly knelt three times and kowtowed Qin Kun and gave a great gift.

‘Ding! The wealth-stopping ghost recognizes you as the main one, do you accept it?’

Qin Kun chose to be. The next moment, the rich man Wang felt a shock all over, as if there was something more in his body. When he looked at Qin Kun again, he felt a deep surrender.

A white-board ghost man with a terrible information and at least he had never done bad things. Qin Kun said lightly: "Wang Shoucai, I will follow the Jinyi ghost in the future. Do whatever he asks you to do. He will tell you my rules. Understand?"

"The little one understands..."

The old ghost in brocade clothes pulled the rich man Wang to salute him repeatedly and retreated.

...

In the room, Chu Qianxun brought out a cup of honey water and sat on the table: "I just calculated that the income has been considerable these days, and it seems that there is a follow-up business. Qin Kun, I still think it is more reasonable to refine the income. Maybe I can invest in something in the future."

Wang Gan held his mobile phone to watch a movie without raising his head, "Miss, they are all outsiders. Qin Kun's suggestion is vulgar, so don't be vulgar again and again... I'm embarrassed to say that I am Fu Zong... I'm ashamed of the ancestor..."

Qin Kun sat on a tiger-skin chair, put his legs on the table, flipped his palms and the money was put into elastic space, and said, "Eat meat with big mouthfuls, drink with big bowls, share gold with big scales, and enjoy life. Don't do anything more detailed, Miss, have the time to eat more supplements and raise your hair."

"Hmph! There is nothing good about the dog's mouth!" Chu Qianxun waved his waist and left angrily.

In the past few days, the income is too small, and the biggest order is the boss who just started the mining industry. Others are as small as 3,000, and even free. The victims of the disaster are all ordinary people who accidentally cause evil spirits and are plagued by ghosts and are uneasy. As a ghost hunter, you can't stand by and watch, right?

If you are scared to the mental hospital, you have to spend money to treat the disease.

After a while, another middle school student came.

The little girl carried her schoolbag with her eyes turned black, and she told the story. After listening to it, Wang Gan drew a talisman and handed it over, and said impatiently: "30 yuan! Take it away."

30 yuan...

The little girl's eyes twitched.

It's still a drawing now. This fat guy started writing very quickly. It took less than 7 seconds. How dare he collect 30???

The little girl said fuckingly: "Brother, does this talisman... work?"

The little girl has no yin energy on her body, which is obviously because she has seen too many ghost stories and scared herself and has hysteria. This is the Ningshen Talisman, which is the most useful.

"Hmph, wouldn't it be enough to take it back and try it? Fatty Master's store is still here. I'm afraid I'll cheat you? Is it worth it?"

The little girl flipped her pockets, leaving only 20 and a red ticket, and asked weakly: "Is 20 okay..."

Wang Gandao: "No! Taoism says three, six, nine, and a single son cannot be missed!"

The little girl pouted and gave the red money. Wang Gan found 70 yuan, and the little girl walked out.

"You can also accept 30, fat man... You are a kid at least..."

"I'm afraid of walking at night, I'm afraid of being scared by myself, you'll be scared by yourself. You're ridiculous."

Wang Gan put the ticket in his wallet. As soon as he opened the wallet, he was taken away by Qin Kun.

Wang Gan was stunned: "Hey! Qin Heigou, do you still get a share of the pie for 10 yuan?"

"No, you said it's a cause and effect account. The three of us can set rules and divide the cause and effect account evenly."

I'm fucking...

Upstairs, Chu Qianxun's voice also came: "That's right, I still have 10 yuan for me, I remember it!"

Wang Gan was speechless. When did these two men get so serious?

...

12 pm.

A roar of a motorcycle came, and a woman, wearing a leather jacket and leather pants, took off her helmet, carried three insulation boxes and walked in.

"Yeah, Miss Du came so on time. Hehe, I'm just waiting for your meal."

Du Qinghan is here.

Since learning that Qin Kun was opening a shop outside, Du Qinghan has also found a position for himself, making a meal for Qin Kun every afternoon and giving him a three-person midnight snack in the evening.

Just as she knew, Qin Kun was the only person who knew her identity, but she lost that memory. Gu Shunzi of the Gu family in Qiaoling was about to die, and it is very likely that only Qin Kun would remember herself in the future. Qin Kun's existence is crucial to her.

The rice is an ordinary bun of corn and tangerine, which Du Qinghan made according to his own taste. Fortunately, Qin Kun and Wang Gan are not picky about food, and Chu Qianxun also knew that this thing nourishes the stomach, so the three of them had no objection.

Du Qinghan held a lollipop in her mouth. Although she attached great importance to Qin Kun, she had nothing to talk about. After watching it, they peeled their hands and left with a cool face.

The insulation box was taken away and the table was cleaned up.

Wang Gan drank tea and gave Qin Kun a thumbs up in admiration: "Qin Heigou, when it comes to picking up girls, you are this, Miss Du is very obedient to you, I admire you!"

Qin Kun hummed twice: "What do you think?"
Chapter completed!