Linjiang City Funeral Home, at 10 o'clock in the evening, Qin Kun looked helplessly at the morgue. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After nearly three years of work, some of the corpses could not be recovered even with effort. The deceased's head was smashed by a falling object from a height, and the falling object weighed more than 10 kilograms, and half of his head was directly smashed off.

This kind of corpse, when mourning, can only put a photo, and died of misfortune, according to the rules, it must wait until tomorrow noon when the yang energy is the most abundant before it can be cremated.

"Disaster has fallen from the sky, I hope you can go with peace of mind and have a good baby in the next life."

Qin Kun lit a stick of incense and owed it.

The corpse was moving, only half of its head remained, and its eyelids kept opening and closing. It seems like there's still a struggle.

A ghost who dies horizontally, as long as he transforms, is likely to be a terrible ghost, and he will never give up until he kills the person who caused his death!

Qin Kun stood in front of the corpse, holding his hand, his face expressionless, and finally, the corpse closed its eyes.

Qin Kun breathed a long sigh of relief, let go of his hand, and pushed the morgue onto it.

Remove gloves and take off overalls.

When Qin Kun came to the office, Han Yao and the sacrificial furnace ghost had just finished playing a game.

"Brother Kun, are you done? I heard Director Wang say, will you go to the magic capital after a while? Han Yao inquired curiously, "What are you going to do?" ”

Since he was a child, Qin Kun has never been out of the province, even if the travel agency opens, he has never gone out to play, and almost all of them are ghost cars. The last time I chatted with Han Yao, this guy was the same, and the farthest place he went to was Linjiang City. The previous circle of activity has been near Sangyu City.

"To see the world, of course!" Qin Kun paused and said very seriously, "Take a plane." ”

By plane!

This kind of tall way of travel made Han Yao's eyes wide and envious.

"Alas...... It's a pity that Director Wang didn't let me ask for leave...... By the way, Brother Kun, didn't you say you were going to introduce me to a girlfriend? When......"

Qin Kun looked at Han Yao, his round head was a little honest, but he was honest and diligent, he rarely smoked, never drank, and had no bad hobbies except for playing games.

Such conditions, except for the working environment, are not bad.

It's just that the priests seem to have a rule that they can't wear fancy clothes. They are mainly engaged in wreaths, dead people's meals, paper people, and have the most dealings with ghosts, and there have been rules since ancient times, and the priests must wear 'cold clothes', for fear of wearing beautiful clothes, being remembered by ghosts, and being harassed by ghosts (mainly for fear of family being harassed).

The northern bell sacrifices the three families, and the sacrificial family from the head of the family to the earth baby, all feel rustic to themselves.

Qin Kun doesn't have any problem of looking down on people, but Nima is now in the new century, and your salary is not low, even if you wear 'cold clothes' when you work, you usually have to take care of yourself......

In the summer, a vest with the word "award" printed on the chest, army green trousers, trouser legs up to the knees, and two pairs of slippers for 10 yuan on the feet, big brother, people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, the purpose of your coming to Linjiang City is to find a partner......

Han Yao felt that Qin Kun looked at him strangely, he looked at his whole body, and coughed dryly: "Brother Kun, what do you want me to do?" Is there a problem with my outfit? ”

“…… Tuwa, do you think it's okay? ”

"No, right? What are you wearing...... My master's usual clothes are no different from mine, huh? Again...... It's pretty good. ”

Qin Kun said earnestly: "When I wore bell bottoms and dyed yellow hair, I also felt handsome. But you have to change your personal style...... Forget it, I'll introduce you to a radio station with an introduction to dressing and matching. ”

Han Yao was stunned for a moment, and saw Qin Kun take his newly bought mobile phone and get off a radio station, FM74.4, and put on the voiceover.

"Hello listeners and friends, welcome to FM74.4 Midnight Ghost Talk, listen to Xuanxuan tell you ghost stories...... We continue the story we didn't talk to last time, "The Stink in the Attic" ......"

Han Yao reminded in a low voice: "Brother Kun...... This is not a radio station about dressing and matching...... Seems to be telling a ghost story? ”

"If you want to listen, you will listen, less nonsense. Gotta listen every day! I will assess on time, and when I come back, I will give you a life. Make sure you find a girlfriend! ”

"Really? …… Then I'll listen to it! My mother is still waiting to hold her grandson......"

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In the past, when he got off work at night, Qin Kun would leave on time, drink at night, and blow the wind.

Now that there is one more Han Yao, he will also take a break in the unit and chat with his peers. Life is like this, sometimes loneliness is just not having the right circle around you.

Walking out of the door of the funeral home, Uncle Qu closed his eyes and listened to the radio, and waved his hand to Qin Kun. Qin Kun nodded goodbye, and when he came to the door, he found that in front of him was Master Kuang, who he hadn't seen for a long time.

He drove a taxi before, because of the Chinese New Year, his family burned a BMW, and now it has been replaced by a sports car, which shocked Qin Kun, if it continues to develop at this rate, next year's New Year, Lao Kuang will have the opportunity to drive a plane!

"Master Kuang, where is your BMW......"

"Sold! Look at my sports car? Master Kwong's expression was quite proud.

"Pretty ...... Pretty good-looking......"

What the hell, why are ghosts doing better than themselves now? It doesn't make sense.

"Where did this car come from? Your son burned it for you again? Qin Kun was curious.

"Why, I bought it from the ghost market!! It's a pity that it's second-hand, but thanks to the Stygian coins you gave. Lao Kuang had a stammering smile on his face.

During this time, I rode back at night, and I always got a stinky sweat, so I sat in Lao Kuang's car several times.

After the [Hell Dao] occupies the Barbarian Stone City, Qin Kun's 'Soul Possession Banner' can let the ghosts shuttle through the Yin and Yang realms at any time, and his ghosts are all attached to the flag, and every once in a while, he will go back to 'collect rent'.

In Qin Kun's hands, there are a lot of those incense fields and spirit crystals now, and there is no way to realize this thing, so Qin Kun asked the ghost people to make 'road money', that is, some dark coins, ingots and the like to carry with him.

Every time he took Lao Kuang's car, Qin Kun would give him a pile of dark coins, which could be converted into yin spirits and could be absorbed and cultivated, but Qin Kun knew for the first time that this money could still buy a car in the ghost market?!

Qin Kun's three views were a little trance-like.

"Master Qin! I'm going to take care of my business today, and I thought of you as soon as I mentioned the car...... You can smoke in the car this time! However, you can get two piles of coins at a time," said Lao Kuang familiarly.

Two piles?

Qin Kun was dragged into the car with tears and laughter, in the [Hell Road], the village officials under him only paid 3 taels of dark coins per month. Since becoming a ghost hunter, I have never seen a ghost dare to cheat his own money like this......

This kind of enthusiasm is not recognized by him, nor is he refused. Seeing Lao Kuangla's extremely proficient routines in business, I feel that this guy has lived out his own value.

The roads in the western suburbs are deserted at night.

The sports car is speeding on the road, and the summer breeze is slightly cool, which is very comfortable.

Qin Kun, as Lao Kuang's biggest customer, Lao Kuang enthusiastically introduced the performance of the sports car: "Master Qin, do you want to listen to some music?" Or radio? It's not that I blow it, this car is much better than the previous broken taxi, and now I can listen to the radio! ”

This can also be done?

Qin Kun smiled bitterly: "Then find a broadcast......"

Lao Kuang skillfully twisted the FM, and an empty female voice sounded inside: "...... That's all for today's story, like listeners, please collect and pay attention to FM74.4, pay attention to Xuanxuan, daily ghost stories, Xuanxuan and you will never be separated. Next, it's our listener time~"

This is Tu Xuanxuan's ghost story radio.

"Lao Kuang, do you listen to this too?"

"Of course! This little girl has a lot of fans in the ghost market, and everyone wants her to write her own story into it, if it weren't for the evil charm at the door of the radio station, we would have gone to find her. ”

“……”

God, is the world changing so fast?

I've heard of zombie fans, and it's the first time I've heard that there are ghost fans in this world......

On the radio, when Tu Xuanxuan doesn't tell ghost stories, her voice is as amiable as a girl next door.

"Alright, let's take a call from our enthusiastic listeners and talk about ghost stories or the ghosts happening around you."

Beep, the connection is on.

"Hello, I'm Xuanxuan~"

"Hello, my name is Tuwa."

Qin Kun, who was sitting in the car, stiffened and almost slid down, it turned out that there was some love, and it would start like this......

"Tuwa? This listener, your name is quite kind, I just listened to the ghost story, is there something you want to share with everyone? ”

Tu Xuanxuan's voice was affinity, Qin Kun could hear that she was introducing the topic, this link may be the relaxation of depression.

Han Yao's serious voice came: "Anchor Xuanxuan, the first time I listened to your radio station, there is a question you may be mistaken, according to what you said, the stench in the attic is emitted by a ghost, and that ghost can still hide the stench, it won't be a little ghost, at least a powerful wild ghost or a powerful ghost who can hide the smell and die." ”

Tu Xuanxuan's voice was a little stiff, am I going to talk to you about this......

Fortunately, this is not the first time she has encountered an awkward conversation, and she coped with it very well: "This listener ...... I'll pay attention to what you say...... Is there anything else you would like to share? ”

"Well, also, don't mislead everyone, when you encounter ghosts that can hide your dead appearance and taste, you must run, don't look at them, even if ordinary people have chicken blood and other evil things, they can't fight with wild ghosts and powerful ghosts. That thing has a great effect on the human spirit. There are three sun lanterns in the human body, and as long as you run, they will not dare to approach you at will. ”

Is this a demolition, or is it a psychopathy......

Tu Xuanxuan feels that she can't talk, how can I answer your words?

"Okay, okay...... I'll pay attention, it seems that this listener named Tuwa is a lover of metaphysics. We move on to the next listener......"

"And ......"

"Welcome to continue listening to FM74.4, midnight ghost talk, Xuanxuan and you will see you next time~"

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