I remembered what my grandfather once said: Among ghosts, there are very few evil ghosts, and most of them are good ghosts. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info these ghosts, if you don't provoke it, it won't hurt you.

I unbuttoned my shirt and let my breasts be exposed. I know: people's chests will erupt more than a foot away from the fire, and ordinary ghosts will retreat when they see the "fire".

I brushed my eyebrows again, keeping them as straight as possible so that the ghost wouldn't mess with me easily.

One or two hundred ghosts stopped five or six meters from me, and surrounded me as if they were monkeys. I thought: "Ghost Head Mountain" may be very rare people come, so I became a rare guest today, and attracted all the ghosts to come to see the excitement.

I saw that these ghosts had no ill will towards me, and my heart calmed down a little. I made a gesture to the ghosts and said, "Devils, I have come tonight on the orders of my grandfather to get the book from the tomb, and I hope that the ghosts will make a way for the little ones to go up the mountain." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, the demons gave way.

I led the big black dog and carried the tools on my back up the mountain. In a few moments, I came to my grandfather's grave.

I lit three pillars of incense in front of the grave, knelt down and kowtowed three times, and asked, "Grandpa, you gave me a dream and asked me to dig up the grave and get books, is it true, please make it clear." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a loud bang, and a puff of green smoke came out of my grandfather's grave. The green smoke cleared, and a book with a black cover appeared on the grave, with four blood-red characters on the cover: Bloody Ghost Book.

The thin book was only one page, and there was not a single word on it.

It's weird. Grandpa asked me to take this book, but there is not a single word, what does this mean?

I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't come up with a reason, but I thought: since grandpa asked me to pick up this book, he has his own reasons.

I took the book in my arms and kowtowed to my grandfather three more times.

"Grandpa, I took the "Ghost Book of Blood Letters"." With that, I went down the mountain.

As I descended the mountain, hundreds of ghosts surrounded me as if I were seeing off a distinguished guest. I suddenly understood: Grandpa is the leader of this "Ghost Head Mountain", and these ghosts are all his little followers.

When I came, the ghosts greeted me, and when I left, the ghosts saw me off, which shows that grandpa is majestic enough here.

After returning home, I carefully pondered "The Ghost Book of Blood Letters", and what made my egg ache was that there was indeed no fifth word in the whole book except for the four words "Blood Ghost Book" on the cover.

The black "Ghost Book of Blood Characters" is a bit crazy, especially the four red characters, as if they were written with their fingers dipped in blood, and there is a smell of blood.

Grandpa said clearly in his dream: with the "Blood Ghost Book", you can exterminate evil ghosts. However, there is not even a word on the "Blood Ghost Book", which is too puzzling.

I took out a photo of my grandfather and asked, "Grandpa, why doesn't your "Ghost Book of Blood Words" have a word?" ”

Grandpa smiled mysteriously at me and said nothing.

"Grandpa, you'd better give me another dream and tell me the mystery of the Ghost Book of Blood Letters. Otherwise, wouldn't this "Book of Blood Ghosts" become a piece of waste paper, what is the use of it? I grumbled dissatisfied.

I collapsed on the bed in frustration, thinking to myself: hurry up and get some sleep, maybe my grandfather will really give me a dream and tell me how to read the "Ghost Book of Blood Letters".

I was so tired that I fell asleep as soon as I touched my head on the pillow.

I was woken up by the ringing of my mobile phone, and when I saw it, it was already eleven o'clock in the morning. To my great disappointment, my grandfather didn't give me a dream.

The call was made by Wen Xian, the president of "X Incident Handling Company".

"Hey, you kid is dead, you don't answer my mother's phone call for a long time." Wen Xian reprimanded angrily.

I defended: "I... I just woke up. ”

"! It's noon and still sleeping, you kid touched his buttocks, and he was sunburned into three petals. Tell me honestly, did you go to the big health care last night? Wen Xian asked fiercely.

"President, what did I do last night, do I need to ask for your advice? I guess there wasn't that in the agreement. I said unpleasantly.

To be honest, I'm a little unaccustomed to Wen Xian's sister's posture. In terms of age, she seems to be about the same as me; In terms of ability, it doesn't seem to be much better than me. Isn't it just the "president" of a company, God knows how big this "X Incident Processing Company" is, and if you can't figure it out, she's just a bare-bones commander.

It's not that I'm belittleing this "X Incident Handling Company", you see it, it's located at 101 Black Dog Street. I am familiar with this black dog street, which is a small alley more than two meters wide and paved with bluestone slabs. If you are a large company, can you work in a back alley?

"Humph! Although there is no private life in the agreement, if you don't have a good rest, it will affect the work of the company. I'm telling you: a lack of energy will kill you. Wen Xian threatened.

"Mr. Wen, you call me, is there something wrong?" I asked bluntly. To be honest, I'm too lazy to chew my tongue with Wen Xian.

"At six o'clock this evening, you come to work at the company." Wen Xian commanded haughtily.

"Am I working the night shift?" I think it's a little weird. Generally, companies work from 9 to 5, why does this "X Incident Processing Company" work at night?

"Don't talk nonsense, you shouldn't ask, don't ask a word. You know, I'll tell you. After Wen Xian finished speaking, she hung up the phone unceremoniously.

"Humph! Cow B eggs! I scolded indignantly.

At 5:45 p.m., I arrived at 101 Black Dog Street. At first glance, this is a small bungalow with blue bricks and red tiles, and there is not even a signboard at the door.

"Grandma's, is it really a black company?" I muttered.

The doors and windows were closed, and there seemed to be no one in the room.

I knocked on the door, but no one listened.

I peeked through the crack in the door and saw that it was empty.

Hey, what's going on, I wondered: Am I in the wrong place?

"Poof!" Someone kicked me in the ass, and I threw myself forward, banging my head on the door.

"What are you kid thief brains looking at, do you want to steal something?" A hoarse voice said.

I turned my head to see a stocky man, with his hands on his hips, roaring viciously.

"I'm here to work." I touched my kicked ass and excused.

"Come to work?" The short and fat man touched his red rosacea and asked suspiciously, "Where do you go to work?" ”

I thought to myself: Could this guy be from "X Incident Handling Company", otherwise, why would he be nosy?

"Who are you?" I asked rhetorically.

When the short and fat man saw that I didn't accept him, he kicked me in the ass again, and said fiercely: "You kid is not honest, Lao Tzu called the police and sent you to the police station." ”

"You kick me?!" I saw the short and fat man kick me a second time, and the anger rushed up at once. I raised my leg and came a "sweeping army" and kicked heavily on the waist of the short and fat man.