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The aliens mingled with the crowd, lived according to human customs, ate and sang in the same way, went to work and did things, but - there was no birth, old age, sickness or death.

In Chen'an City, there is an ancient, but magical shop, Yimeng Pavilion, which is not only believed in monsters, but also human beings.

In the noisy street market, in a shop of more than 100 square meters with gray decoration, trendy and quaint at the same time, the voices of several seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls were heard. "Is anyone there, please?" The sound was careful and hollow, and the echo of the chaotic step on the floor made the girls shrink in fear and hold them together.

"Li Luo, is this really the Dream Pavilion? It can't be a lie, right? A girl asked in a whisper, with a hint of fear in her voice.

"I'm sure, this is it. I've seen it in my dreams, exactly the same furnishings. The girl named Li Luo licked her lips, the same frightened, suppressed by her courage. Yang Sheng continued to shout. "Is anyone there?"

Outside the house is the main road, and the traffic is endless. The room was silent except for the breathing and talking of a few people.

A few girls waited silently in the room, asking from time to time if anyone was there? Time passed, and just when a few people were about to get impatient and were about to leave, the sound of walking came from the attic.

It was a high-heeled shoe, and the loud sound of stepping on the corridor of the wooden hallway struck the hearts of several girls, and they felt that this place was strange and strange.

What age, and the attic corridor is wooden.

Slowly, a pair of red high heels first came into view, followed by a pair of white and delicate legs.

Ding Guling slowly walked down the attic, and opened his mouth about three or four meters away from a few girls to ask. "You call me?"

It was a pair of very beautiful eyes, with dark pupils rendered like ink, and when they looked at you widely, they were like the only stars in the dark night sky, bright and large, and they shimmered like jewels.

T-Guling is very young, about twenty years old. Medium-sized, not slender, not fat, her appearance is not exquisite, but she is also small and beautiful, wearing light makeup, but wearing a very thick lipstick, she looks immature and mature. It's the 21st century, but he wears a rose-red cheongsam. She doesn't have a lot of taste in a cheongsam, she has a medium figure and wears a cheongsam, and in this era, she always feels weird when she looks at it. She exudes a vicissitudes of life, but it is not deeply involved in the world, which is extremely contradictory.

"Are you the boss here?" Li Luo, who had been shouting about someone before, raised his head, walked forward and leaned forward, looked at Ding Guling and asked.

"Yes!" She replied lightly, walked to the counter, took out a stack of papers from under the table, and handed it to several people. "Do you know the rules of the Dream Chamber?"

"Uh-huh! You know, I've heard my predecessors mention it. Li Luo nodded excitedly, took the paper and brushed and wrote. After finishing writing, he pushed the pen and paper in front of Ding Guling, hesitated and asked tremblingly. "Boss, can you really do anything? Even ghosts are not included. ”

Ding Guling suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Luo, his eyes were as sharp as ice arrows, making Li Luo shrink back in fear. She stared at the girl imperceptibly. "I don't believe in the ability of the Dream Chamber, why do you have to find here."

Li Luo was so frightened by her fierce eyes that she clenched her arms and shook her head tremblingly. "Nope! I believe it. She said very quickly. Fearing that Thorn would regret it or reject her, he took out what he had prepared and put it on the table.

Ding Guling slowly lowered his head, glanced at what Li Luo had written, and touched the watch on the table. After a few seconds of silence, she pushed her watch to the girl and looked at a few people lightly. "It's not the person you're looking for, you can't find the life of the owner."

Li Luo sighed and turned pale. Wrong! This was found by her rummaging in Zhou Liang's dormitory, and his roommates all said it was his.

"If you don't have relics, can't you check them?" She asked, in a huffed voice.

"I can't." Ding Guling replied lightly, leaning back against the wall. "Two hundred yuan, put down the money, and wait until you get the deceased's personal belongings to come to me."

"Boss!" She dropped the sentence and turned to go upstairs. Li Luo suddenly knelt down, and tears flowed out instantly. "If this watch wasn't Zhou Liang's, we wouldn't have been able to find anything else. Zhou Liang is coming to us tonight, and we can't wait. ”

She cried and prayed, and several girls fell to their knees with her, staring at the Thong Bone Spirit.

"I don't care about ghost hunting!" She frowned slightly, and said helplessly.

"Yimeng Pavilion is so magical, the boss will definitely accept ghosts. Please, we don't want to die yet. Li Luo simply knelt down and crawled in front of Ding Guling, holding her calves and crying and pleading.

"You said your school is Rosewood High School?" Ding Guling paused, didn't rush to answer Li Luo, lowered his head and looked down at her and asked.

Li Luo nodded with teary eyes.

Rosewood High School, there was a customer who asked for something that seemed to be in it.

"I promised!" Ding Guling's hand flicked up, and a blank piece of paper appeared out of thin air in his hand. "But the pay has to change."

"After signing this contract, when you die, you have to give me your memories." In Li Luo's astonishment, she had already pulled her up and walked to the counter, put the paper and pen in front of Li Luo together, and pursed her lips to signal Li Luo to sign.

Li Luo signed in a daze, and it wasn't until she walked out of the Dream Pavilion that she reacted, she didn't read the content of the signature.

Looks like we're going to have to get back to our old business! Ding Guling pouted, unwillingly preparing tools. In fact, you don't need to prepare anything, and you can recover the ghosts. But as a qualified ghost collector, even if you are a showman, you have to perform in all aspects.

"That immortal of mine, you are going to become a ......" The strange ringtone of the mobile phone rang in her hand, and Ding Guling silently moved her eyes to the mobile phone and picked up the phone.

"Bone Spirit, I just heard a joke? Do you want to listen or not. A playful sound came from the phone, and Ding Guling silently packed his things and put them in the red bag.

"Say what you want, and get out if you don't." Her tone was not good, and she scolded impatiently, but it didn't make people feel that she was really angry and impatient.

"Hey! It's about you. Ha ha! "The person on the other side said the beginning, and he couldn't help laughing, and he laughed for a long time before slowing down the momentum." Recently, a monk was inquiring about you, but it turned out to be an old woman between 90 and 100 years old, hahaha. ”

Happy someone who laughed to himself didn't stop for a long time. "Who doesn't know, our bone spirit is a delicate beauty, when did she become an old woman, haha!"

Ding Guling: "......"

"Have you laughed enough?" His eyes narrowed dangerously, and he asked in a slow tone.

The laughter on the other end stopped abruptly, and it took a while for him to pretend to be scared and laugh twice. Asked. "Do you want me to bring that monk ......?"