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With a huge amount of one billion yuan, the category hurriedly walked to the crossroads.

Today is a special day, he is here to make a deal, a deal that is important to him.

It was already very late at night, but there were still people on the road, each with their heads down and busy.

The category frowned, no, there are too many people here, it's not very safe. He stuffed the huge amount of money in his bosom, tightened his clothes, lowered his head, and walked down a secluded path.

Well, it's a good place, the environment is elegant, idlers are not allowed to enter, and most importantly, next to it is the front door of a police station, if there is an accident, he can run inside at any time.

After looking around, the category picked up a black wooden stick from the ground, and checked it, the weight was not bad, quite strong, and the most important thing was that there was a tip in front, so that it could be smashed, split and stabbed, and the branch next to it could also lock people's weapons, and it was a good weapon.

He calmed down and walked to the intersection, where the dim street lamp next to him cast a halo on the ground, and he stood next to the halo, suddenly stretched out a wooden stick, and quickly drew a circle on the ground.

He carried a wooden stick in his hand, his face was gloomy, and he slowly squatted down, as if facing the air next to him, and said in a deep voice: "The money has arrived, I should give me what I want." ”

The surroundings were silent, no one answered at all, but he didn't care, he first looked around, as if to observe if there was anything abnormal, and then quickly threw the billion-dollar huge amount of money in his arms into the circle, and then slowly took out a disposable lighter.

"Bang."

A faint flame lit in the night sky, reflecting the face that seemed to have not woken up, coupled with bloodshot eyes, and unkempt head, it was a midnight fierce spirit.

He stared at the lighter in his hand a little nervously, and suddenly threw his hand into the billion!

The billion yuan fell into the sea of fire, but the scope seemed to be invisible, unmoved, in the blazing firelight, his face was even more hideous and terrifying, casually picked up the wooden stick, and slowly began to turn in the fire, as if to make the fire more violent.

What the hell is he doing, what kind of deal is he doing?

The huge amount of money gradually turned into ashes, the firelight dimmed, but the eyes of the category lit up, and he whispered softly: "The money is given to you, you have received the money, don't pester me anymore......"

As soon as his words fell, a whirlwind suddenly arose in the ashes of the fire, bringing up countless spark ashes.

Jan's is all over the sky.

Category's eyes widened, and he said to himself, "Is it you, is it you?" ”

However, what answered him was a scolding in a forked tone: "The fucking burning paper has been burned in front of the police station, do you understand the civilized sacrifice, you have the privilege of July 15, do you think you know the brother-in-law of Lord Yama......"

He stood up with a snort, snorted coldly with disdain, waved the weapon in his hand, threw it directly, turned around and ran away......

An old man chased after him, shouting as he ran: "Come back, sweep the ground for me......"

However, no one noticed that at this time, the whirlwind had stopped, and the paper ashes were scattered all over the ground, but a phantus appeared next to the fire at this time, holding a wad of money in his hand, and shouted with teeth and claws: "Robber...... Hey, what about people......"

The category ran all the way home out of breath, and finally got rid of the old man who was idle from the police station.

He sat down on a piece of sand bought by fifty or two catties in annoyance, and couldn't help trembling, but his eyes looked into the house vigorously.

"She should have received the money, I hope she won't pester me again in the future, alas, it's a pity that the old man didn't burn it clean in the end, and I don't know if it works, I'll let Guo Cripple calculate it for me tomorrow......"

Category: Twenty-five years old this year, single, a little lazy, unkempt, rarely go out, and no big pursuits, in line with the basic characteristics of otaku. He lives in a three-bedroom apartment with a single family, which seems to be very generous, but in fact, all his possessions, except for the house left by his parents, the most valuable thing is the old-fashioned computer he bought in college, which has long been a part of his life and will never be separated.

Because, the category is an online novel author, according to him: we are also a technical otaku.

This can be reflected in his QQ signature, and the signature he designed for himself is: professional gunman, many years of experience in online writing, can be continued, will be fantasy, will history, will be military, will h text, interested parties can add Q to talk in detail.

In fact, this is just a side hustle.,The real identity of the category is a writer of a supernatural magazine.,That is, I make a living by writing short ghost stories for people.,Belongs to the kind of master who is inspired in the middle of the night.,But the talent is limited.,The manuscripts written are always killed.,The income has been miserable.,So,I have to be a gunman to write for people.。

But I haven't taken a job in the category recently, and the reason for this situation is completely because of her.

She's not human, she's really not human, she's not human.

Just a few days ago, I just went to the bank to withdraw my manuscript fee of 1,200 yuan last month, and I wanted to go home to treat myself, but as soon as I came home with a bag of peanuts and two pig's trotters that night, I saw a woman in a white costume curled up on the broken sand.

At that time, the first reaction of the category was: Xiaolongnu has traveled to the real society? This subject seems to have been written......

However, he quickly gave up this nonsense speculation, thinking to himself that some actress resisted the unspoken rules and escaped from the set? Or is it an amnesiac girl who ran out of a certain comic con? Or, it is his own fan, who deliberately pretends to be the little dragon girl in his novel and comes to his home to take the initiative to dedicate himself......

Uh, no, that's ghostwriting, no one knows who the real author is, and besides, she doesn't have the key.

In the end, the category decided to wake her up, and tiptoed over, but crept back again, and opened the door with a pale face to run.

For as soon as he walked over, he saw that the woman in ancient costume had no feet under her skirt.

This is also the strong nerves that he practiced by sitting in an unoccupied room in the middle of the night to write ghost stories, and I am afraid that he will roll his eyes directly if he changes people. However, the scope did not run away, as soon as he opened the door, a flower appeared in front of him, the woman appeared in front of him, Chu Chu looked at him pitifully, and her appearance seemed to be quite good-looking, of course, if it weren't for the red tongue that stretched out more than half a foot long, it affected the overall effect.

"Hell......"

The category shouted heartbreakingly, and the strong nerve snapped, and his eyes rolled and he fainted.

Since then, the nightmare life of the category has begun, and the female ghost seems to have taken a fancy to him, so she stays in his house and does not leave, and it is useless for the category to keep saying that the ghost grandmother's pleading, but it does not scare him, and the tongue is retracted, and every day I watch him code, watch him eat, watch him sleep, and watch him go to the toilet...... He wanted to watch a love action movie, relaxed, and didn't dare to relax.

The category is a bit about to collapse, and when I was writing a supernatural novel, there was a female ghost standing behind me, who could stand this thing? As a result, it took seven days to write six words. But you can't blame him for being timid, this thing is too heavy-mouthed.

However, after all, the category writes supernatural novels, and when I think about it, I suddenly think of a theme.

"My girlfriend is a female ghost!"

Ah, yes, this is not a feature film, this is a documentary, although it is said that it has nothing to do with his girlfriend, but it can be artistically processed, such as......

The scope is going to plan the plan, and he is confidently preparing to conceive, but one night the female ghost actually squeezed into his bed and slept! I even secretly stroked myself in the middle of the night, that feeling...... Pull out the cold.

This time, it seems that there is no need for artistic processing, but the category has finally collapsed, he went to the bottom of the overpass to find Guo Cripple, who has been setting up a stall there all the year round, bought an idea for five yuan, and then went home to negotiate with the female ghost, and asked her directly, what conditions can I ask to leave me.

This feeling is like a second wife who is tired of playing with a lot of money, and he thinks fiercely.

The female ghost didn't say anything from beginning to end, just shook her head, the category was ruthless, and she began to make bids, starting from 10 million, 50 million, 100 million, 200 million, 500 million, until 1 billion! The female ghost finally retreated into the darkness.

The category was so cool in his heart, as if he had really smashed a billion yuan, so he came to the crossroads with a billion yuan of dark coins that night and burned it to the female ghost. And after running home, I really didn't see the female ghost again, which seemed to work.

But he kept muttering in his heart, did the female ghost receive this money?

I'll go and let Guo Cripple take a look tomorrow, and if it doesn't work, I'll ask Dao Fu or something to come back.

On this day, the category played a mobile game for half a night, and then rolled over to sleep. As a result, he really slept soundly, and there was no female ghost flirting in the middle of the night, and he was even happy to dream, it seems that this time the female ghost is really gone.

But who knows, when he slept until more than two o'clock in the second half of the night, a sudden chill penetrated his whole body, which made him wake up suddenly, turned over and got up, rubbed his eyes, and there was a black shadow standing in front of him.

"Damn, you're still endless, you nymphomaniac, you've never seen a man in your previous life, you're a female pervert, the money has been given to you, and you still don't let people go......" The category shouted angrily.

But the black shadow didn't react, as if he was turning over something there, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he reacted, this black shadow is not the female ghost, this is clearly a thief!

"Brother, don't look for it, I can't find any money in this house, so don't talk about you......"

The category is also a poor and bold, anyway, there is no money in his pocket, he is relaxed, he feeds his whole family and is not hungry, what is there to be afraid of a thief, if he wants money, he will not come to steal, the poor in the world are a family.

However, the man did not react, as if he was staying at the table, and he got impatient, touched nothing around him, and simply picked up his big cottage apple, which is usually used to smash walnuts, and smashed it with his hand.

However, the mobile phone drew an arc in the dark room, and it was directly ...... Fell to the ground.

Notice, it passed through the dark shadow and fell to the ground!

"Ah......h

Category gasped, obediently, this is another non-human, could it be that this thing is written with supernatural moves?

To his surprise, the black shadow looked at him as if he didn't care, picked up the phone on the ground, and muttered, "What is this?" ”

The scope was a little blind, he turned on the light in a panic, and suddenly the room was bright.

Looking at the ground again, there was a man of about thirty or so, wearing an old-fashioned jacket, with a gloomy face, staring at him very unhappily.

"Who are you?" The category blurted out, is this a human or a ghost?

Unexpectedly, the man actually answered him.

"I'm Lord Yama's brother-in-law......"

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