At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Kun got up and prepared for work. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

In the month he came back, Qin Kun worked the night shift for half a month, and helped Han Yao work the night shift for half a month, which can be said to be almost busy.

After padding the food, and hearing the application of the ghost in the wedding dress, Qin Kun wiped his mouth and said, "Go to the ghost market?" OK. However, keep an eye on this thief and don't let her steal indiscriminately. ”

"Qin Kun, you say I'm a thief?" Du Qinghan narrowed his eyes.

Qin Kun's head shook like a rattle: "You are not a thief...... You're a thief. ”

"That's pretty much it."

……

Linjiang City Funeral Home, at night, the remains of the two corpses were sorted out, Qin Kun pushed them into the morgue, lit a pillar of incense, and then walked out of the ice coffin hall.

When he came to the office building, Qin Kun's office was blinded by black lights, leaving only the computer screen emitting a faint light, and a charred corpse sat next to the computer, instructing Niu Meng and the skinning ghost to play games.

Half a month ago, Lao Wang changed the configuration of his office and bought new computers, office supplies, and some furnishings.

There is no way, now there is a shortage of talents in funeral homes, and young people who have some ability will never come here to work, and they all feel that funeral homes are gloomy and gloomy. At the summer talent recruitment fair, Director Wang failed to recruit anyone again, and he was extremely disappointed, and finally made up his mind and decided to reform.

According to Lao Wang, the old guys in the funeral parlor should retire after a few years, but without young people on top, they have to work here.

In order to attract young people to work and absorb fresh blood, Lao Wang made a bloody investment, not only increased his salary, but also bought brand new office equipment.

Qin Kun was really a little speechless in his heart, Nima ...... But not all young people are like Han Yao and your family Wang Yaya, they are all computer fans. Still, having a new computer is a good thing.

Qin Kun couldn't understand their game, so Qin Kun started a topic and asked, "Sacrifice furnace, what's wrong with Tuwa in the past half a month?" Stopped playing computer games? ”

Seeing Niu Meng and the two ghosts who were deferring to fight, Qin Kun wondered. In the past, Han Yao also had this expression when he played games, fanatical and focused, and in the past half a month, he almost didn't see the shadow of this product.

"Nothing will happen to him in the house, right?" Qin Kun asked with concern.

Han Yao's ghost errand, the ghost of the sacrificial furnace said: "The master went on a date." ”

Nani?!

He's an Internet addict teenager, so he's going to make an appointment! Other than that...... Why don't I know???

Qin Kun took a deep puff of his cigarette, and it was difficult to digest this gossip for a while.

Since the return of the demon capital, it is no wonder that Tuwa suddenly said that he was going to work the day shift and not the night shift. It's been a long day, and it's a night appointment with a girl!

Wait a minute!

"Who is he dating?"

"It seems to be called Tu Xuanxuan, and she is an anchor of a ghost story radio."

Qin Kun was stunned.

"How did you hook up?"

"I've been calling, but now the master is a guest on the radio station, and he has 800 yuan per visit." The ghost of the sacrificial furnace said that his master had made money, and he was faintly proud.

I, grass ......

Qin Kun was like a lightning strike.

I heard Qin Xue say before that their school invited scholars to give lectures, and the appearance fee was 800~3000, what kind of wreath is this guy, and the appearance fee is as high as that of a cultural person? It's not that Lao Tzu discriminates against funeral practitioners, Lao Tzu discriminates against this distorted society!!

It seems that one of the four poor ghosts in Buyeo Mountain is about to turn over......

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I was sleepy and silent this month, and I didn't have much contact with the outside world.

Talent!

"He—Didn't he kill the heavens, his girlfriend?" Qin Kun thought of another question.

The sacrificial furnace ghost picked the scorched skin on his face and threw it at the brazier at his feet: "Who said that if you are in love, you can't talk about work and tell ghost stories on a date?" ”

Qin Kun: "......"

……

At half past eleven in the evening, Qin Kun left after work.

The doorman, Uncle Qu, is also gone. I heard that Lao Qu and Lao Wang, the last time they had a fight with Jing Laohu in Xishan Cemetery, Lao Qu was seriously injured, and recently they were gathering the guests scattered in Huaxia to find Jing Laohu to fight again.

For the fight of the elderly, Qin Kun was not interested in the slightest.

The funeral home is behind him, and the Xishan Cemetery is just one stop away, and the aftermath can be dealt with anyway, as for Jing Laohu, he deserves to stab the monkey's nest, this Liang Zi is probably not so easy to solve.

Riding a bicycle, Qin Kun was speeding on the road, and at night, it was the time of the day when his mind was the clearest.

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

"Master, can you give me a ride?"

This girl is the female ghost who likes to hitchhike into the city.

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

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

The female ghost fell to her death after climbing the mountain, there is no resentment, the family is four o'clock and eight festivals, the incense paper money is burned very much, and now it is a high-level wild ghost.

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

She could feel that Qin Kun exuded a natural sense of oppression, and any stronger sense of oppression could suffocate her, but 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 lately?" The female ghost sat behind the bicycle and asked cautiously.

After getting along with Qin Kun a lot, the female ghost is also bolder, she found that Qin Kun's temper is not bad, so she was frightened when she first came into contact, and now she can inquire about Qin Kun's daily work from time to time.

Qin Kun said: "Well, didn't you see it?" What else did Ying Fengyao ask you to ask? I asked a piece. ”

The female ghost was startled: "You, how did 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 work and rest were even more irregular than before, he fell asleep at every turn, he had the gas to get up, his mobile phone was always silent, and his friends called him many times, but he didn't answer.

Among them, there is naturally Ying Fengyao.

This female ghost dares to be a resident singer in the Night Charm Bar, how can she have nothing to do with Ying Fengyao?

The female ghost stuck out her tongue: "Master, in fact, the boss has always had a soft spot for you, and she asked me to help keep an eye on your movements." ”

"Pull it down...... She's looking for someone to watch. ”

Qin Kun said, and the phone rang.

On the phone, a greasy female voice came: "Honey, what are you doing? ”

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

"Carry your resident singer and rush to Xixiang Street."

On the phone, it was Ying Fengyao, her voice was numb, making people's blood boiling.

She flattened her mouth: "I haven't seen you for a few days, I have to come to my house tonight." ”

"What?"

"Uh-huh."

……

The old town, a high-end community not far from Xixiang Street.

Inside the house, there is a beautiful atmosphere everywhere.

Ying Fengyao belongs to a woman with all kinds of amorous feelings, so it is difficult to bear to go crazy.

But even if you are crazy, you have to pick a good opponent, when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, Qin Kun asked himself who he has never been afraid of, whether it is a human or a ghost.

Ying Fengyao was pressed under her, drenched in sweat. Sometimes a woman wants to conquer a man, but she finds that she only has the share of being conquered, which is both happy and painful.

"My dear...... Spare me......" Ying Fengyao struggled to crawl towards the end of the bed, and was grabbed by Qin Kun's ankle and dragged back.

Qin Kun attached his ears: "Didn't you use the Snake Buddha Forest last time?" Why aren't you going to lock me up in a mirage today? ”

The voice is ambiguous, provocative, and provocative.

Ying Fengyao's consciousness was already blurred, lying flat on the bed, her hair was scattered, her face was flushed and hidden in her hair, and fine fragrant sweat seeped out from her back and collected into her waist socket.

Qin Kun was condescending, seeing Ying Fengyao's buttocks swinging lightly, and her posture was extremely tempting.

In the dark, only the TV at the bedside emitted a faint light, and Ying Fengyao was weak: "I just want to escape from the clutches of the devil and slow down......"

"Is it possible?"

The current Ying Fengyao is so weak that she can be at the mercy of her at will, Qin Kun has just warmed up, and the battle has not started yet.