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Qin Kun remembered that he was not lightly injured, and at that time, the karma snatching knife was inserted into his body, absorbing nearly 20 points of karma. After two days, I made it back, presumably because I left the pile of dark coins that played a role.

It seems that he has realized the benefits of the Underworld Coin, and he is prepared to win money today.

The game lasted from noon to midnight, and finally came to an end.

"Master, fellow practitioners, the old man will go first."

Qin Kun saw that Youying Gong was wearing big pants and leaving naked, and on the card table, the three ghosts almost counted the money with saliva.

"This official master is really upright, and the illusionary official robes have melted into dark coins and want to turn the tables, and you don't say that you will give some face and release water." The skinners educate them on the one hand, and count the money with a smile on the other.

Tonight, he won the most, looking like a philistine, and the ghost of Ying Gong turned into 10 stacks of dark coins, and in one day, all of them were won, and Qin Kun was a little embarrassed.

It's also 100 merits, even if the other party is at the level of evil ghosts, and there are incense offerings, these auras are enough to make up for a while, this thing won't be jealous of himself and anger his family, right?

"I dare to say that it is the Jiangnan Province Sparrow Saint...... The poker skills are also too bad. ”

Xu Tao was depressed, he also lit a few cannons in line with the idea that he was also a ghost in the Qing Dynasty, and all of them went to the skinning ghost.

The ghost in the wedding dress won a small sum of dark coins, and changed to Niu Meng to play, Niu Meng also won back what he had lost before, and made a small profit, and in the end it was a happy result.

Qin Kun was extremely melancholy.

Although he stabbed Youying Gong before, he also gave a pile of dark coins as compensation, at most he discounted Ying Gong's face, these guys are good, fold his inside, I didn't see that the other party didn't have the dark money in the end, and the official robes were turned into dark coins? That's a big ghost who is being offered to you, and you're embarrassed to win so hard?

That's it, he dared to come to the game of nine out of ten bets, and he deserved to lose so much that there was no pants left.

Qin Kun rubbed his forehead and simply didn't want to.

At three o'clock in the morning, this week's tasks are refreshed.

Mission 1 (Green): There's a ghost hovering around the train station, please overdo it

Mission 2 (Green): A ghost in the factory family yard is harassing the residents, please overdo it

Mission 3 (Green): At the south end of Laomiao Town, a motorcycle ghost is rampant, please overdo it

Qin Kun saw that this week's tasks were all green, and thought in his heart: Could it be that there is Ying Gong in charge, and there are no big ghosts in his hometown?

The more I think about it, the more likely it is, since they are all inconspicuous tasks, it's better to leave them to Niu Meng.

Qin Kun decided.

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On the afternoon of the fourth day of the new year, Qin Kun said goodbye to his parents who saw him off.

I have to rush back today, I go to work on the fifth day of the new year, and the house will be renovated after the year, and the year will be over.

Qin Xue had to stay at home until the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, and the school would not open.

Riding on the return bus, Qin Kun was still a little reluctant.

There are more than half of the people in Linjiang City than usual, and the bustling and crowded streets have become bustling.

Qin Kun returned to his house, there was no one at home, and he didn't know where Chu Qianxun and Wang Qian had gone.

The New Year is a carnival of a group of people, and the New Year, it is the loneliness after the carnival.

I don't know who adapted it, Qin Kun feels that this sentence is quite reasonable. During the Chinese New Year, it was said that the feeling of being lively or not, in addition to visiting and accompanying his family, it was better to come to work to be more fulfilling, at least Qin Kun, who was used to going to work, thought so.

The phone was vibrating, it was an unfamiliar number, Qin Kun ignored it, the phone rang twice, and when it was the third time, Qin Kun was impatient to pick it up.

"Hey, who's that?"

"You, hello, my name is Tuwa."

"I don't know."

Qin Kun hung up the phone, where did you come from, what kind of earth baby, and you still speak with a northern accent, who knows who you are?

On a cold day, near Yuetan Mountain in the northern suburbs of Linjiang City.

A round head with a snot snot in his mouth, somewhat broken.

From Sangyu City, he walked for half a month before he walked to Linjiang City, he didn't have a penny on his body, and the other party hung up the phone like this?

Beside Tuwa, nine upright corpses stood in Yuetanshan Park, and next to him, a drunken thug had already woken up, and his crotch was full of shame.

"Uncle...... Please let me go, I have molested middle-aged women and defrauded elementary school students of their pocket money, it's not a big crime, don't pull me to be a substitute for the dead......"

The drunken bastard was full of wine, crying tears, and at night, he came to pee near Yuetanshan Park, and actually met a corpse chaser.

He was sure that the nine standing guys were corpses! Cold, wearing thin, tattered shrouds, and jumping on the spot.

The drunken thug was indifferent when he saw the round head, and used a killer move: "Uncle! I beg you! I have an 80-year-old mother and a baby waiting to be fed......"

Tuwa kicked away the gangsters, and in her hand was a cigarette box with a number written on it, which was Qin Kun's.

Half a month ago, Master would rather not let him go to Linjiang City to join a person, and that person would save his life. Tuwa did so. With the great gift excavated in the suburbs of the city, I hurried at night, rested during the day, and walked for half a month before I came to Linjiang City.

If he hadn't happened to come across a gas-wrapped hearse that pulled a dead man, he didn't know how long he would have to walk to get there.

Tuwa wondered: Why does this person ignore me?

Master seems to say that this man has a bad temper......

Tuwa dialed the phone again and found that the other party had blocked him, and the signal could not be connected.

Tuwa is messy again, and she has a feeling of being abandoned by society and deceived by her master.

He returned the phone to the gangsters, took out 500 yuan from the gangster's wallet, and at the same time folded a yellow paper on his body to ward off evil spirits and hung it on the gangster's body.

"My yellow paper, although it's not a good charm, but it's no problem to keep you safe at night, as long as you don't do anything that ruins your conscience, no ghost dares to mess with you at night, you know?"

The drunken thug found 500 yuan and came back with a piece of yellow paper, wanting to cry without tears.

But compared to the fear of being dominated by corpses, he felt that it was better for him to get out of here as soon as possible.

"Yes, yes! Uncle, you have a lot of mana! I thanked him three times in the next hair, and I said goodbye......"

The drunken thug smeared oil on the soles of his feet and hurriedly slipped away.

After running two steps, he was picked up by one of the corpses.

Face to face with the corpse again, Mao San was terrified.

"Uncle! What more would you like? I'm a gangster, can you give me some face?? ”

Tuwa ignored his pleas for mercy and patted his face: "Sanmao, where did you say the most upscale location in Linjiang City?" ”

Mao San couldn't care about the other party calling him by the wrong name, and said tremblingly: "High-tech Zone, Jinzhu Road!" It's Seongnam! ”

Jinzhu Road? Seongnam?

Tuwa thought about it, since the master said that the other party has great skills and must live in a good place, Tuwa made up her mind to go to the Jinzhu Road and ask, maybe she can find it.

The first time he went out, Tuwa was honest and honest, and he knew that he couldn't embarrass the master, so he also wanted to call back and ask the master where the other party was staying, but didn't this make the master worry?

I'm 25 or 26 years old, and I can't find anyone yet, so I've eaten so many buns for nothing.

Tuwa let go of the gangsters, lit the yellow paper, and howled: "Yin people borrow the way, Yang people avoid it!" ”

After howling, the nine corpses followed Tuwa and jumped towards the south of the city.

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Early the next morning, Qin Kun woke up quietly.

Wang Qian slept on the sofa, like a dead pig.

Chu Qianxun got up early in the morning and did yoga.

"What time did you two come back?"

Qin Kun wondered.

"I just came back, and Wang Qian didn't know. I heard that yesterday their crew filmed a night show. ”

Oh~

Qin Kun nodded, he didn't expect the fat man to take root in the film and television industry.

I've heard of North Drift and Horizontal Drift, and it's the first time I've heard of Linpiao, so why does Linjiang City have a good crew?

Early in the morning, Chu Qianxun was dressed in a tight yoga suit, and Qin Kun's blood was boiling when he saw it.

Don't say it, the eldest lady is really in good shape.

It's a pity to see at most.

Qin Kun ate breakfast, said goodbye to Chu Qianxun, who was exercising, and Wang Qian, who had just fallen asleep, and rushed to work.

At the door of the funeral home, Uncle Qu, who was guarding the door, was holding a newspaper, and when he saw Qin Kun coming, he said hello.

"Xiao Qin, how is the year?"

"It's okay, Uncle Qu, Happy New Year!"

"Hmmm! Hehe, the yin qi is heavy again, and I haven't done anything good since I saw the New Year. ”

“……”

Bidding farewell to the old song, Qin Kun ran into the office building in a hurry.

Director Wang is still in the future, and the desk is an information sheet for purchasing funeral services.

Qin Kun saw the work of the past few days, and the signatures of the people who completed it were Curator Wang and Uncle Qu, five days off, twenty-one deceased, and the workload was not small. Qin Kun quickly changed into work clothes.

"Director Qin, have dinner at the Odin Hotel tonight, are you free? I made an appointment with you in advance! ”

On QQ, Li Zhe sent a message.

"Okay! I'll call you when I'm done! ”

After Qin Kun finished replying, he put on gloves and masks and walked towards the Ice Coffin Hall.

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