"Uncle Eight doesn't know, I once followed the fourth master to encounter a grave that was about to be raised, and the fourth master said that this kind of monster must be wiped out in the bud, so ......" Boss Luo said here and looked left and right, as if he was afraid of being heard, and finally posted it in the eighth uncle's ear and whispered. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Do this kind of thing at home?!" After hearing this, Uncle Eight's face changed and he was full of surprise.

"Hehe, my grandfather, they have done a lot of things, but they didn't tell us when they didn't reach that generation, and I just had the opportunity to follow everyone because I was an errand runner, so I could know more."

Hearing this, the eighth uncle pondered for a moment, and then nodded heavily.

"Since the elders do this, there is nothing to think about."

After the two discussed, they waited for the eldest brother to finish treating the wound and went to the mourning hall to get tools.

But he said that the second trial who went back to the town to pick up the car was not unexpected, and he got his domestic Great Wall off-road vehicle, and finally came back half an hour later, and slowly parked the vehicle on the side of the road and walked down.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw that Boss Luo and Eighth Uncle were spraying a black paint around the simple thin-skinned coffin, and most of the coffin was black.

"Boss Luo, why did you do it without doing a good job of spraypainting this kind of living coffin? This has to be returned with a bad review. Shen Ershen walked over with a smile, the eldest brother was no longer here at this time, and had already followed Mrs. Mo to the county hospital, so the second trial didn't know about the corpse.

"You are lucky to go, I don't know, just now Boss Liu cheated the corpse, and finally was accepted by the little brother you brought, we are afraid that we will cheat the corpse in the future, so we will add a layer of old corpse oil to the coffin." Boss Luo has nothing to hide, and it's no secret. And even if he didn't say it, the second trial would have learned about it from July and a half.

"Oh?! Deceived corpses? Tut-tut, I knew I wouldn't go to get the car, it's a pity that I didn't see such a miracle. "It's too late for others to hide when they see ghosts, but the second trial regrets that he didn't see the walking corpse, so I guess he didn't dare to say that.

"You haven't seen it, it's a pity to see you, not to mention the corpse, but also the ghost, which was also accepted by your little brother, and now the soul is still sealed in a scroll by him. It's really worthy of being the heir of the ghost hunting way, and we mortals can't compare to it. While Boss Luo was working, he said it all in one go, and when he heard that there was a ghost in the second trial, his eyes suddenly lit up and he trotted all the way to find Qiyue and a half.

"It's half a line in July, and you'll catch ghosts after only a few days of reading! Show me! ”

As soon as the profiteer heard that a ghost had been caught, he immediately thought of his own business of buying and selling ghosts. July also generously took out the ghost scroll and unfolded the vivid painting ghost to the second trial. As a result, when I saw it in the second trial, my face was a little embarrassed.

"It's really not a painting?" On weekdays, the ghosts traded in the ghost market in the yang world are sealed with soul bottles, and you can know what is in the bottle by injecting a trace of thought with mana, but I have never seen the way to seal the ghosts on the scroll.

"We looked at the sealed ones, but we didn't know how to get them back. When this is over, I have to go back to the spirit house and ask Master what he has to say. "It's useless to interrogate him for seven and a half months, and he himself is still confused.

"Oh, Golden Destiny Devil, how about selling it to me when the time comes? I'll give 10,000! The second trial quickly changed the conversation and returned to business, if he was not so treacherous, he would really be a good businessman who is dedicated. As a result, July gave him a blank look, with a look of disdain. The seventh brother, who had woken up next to him and was still a little pale, sneered and laughed.

"Ouch, Boss Shen, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were so treacherous, I told the seven brothers the market price of this thing before."

Qi and a half are so short of money now, he has long thought of selling ghosts to make money, and the second trial is so treacherous, of course he has to ask others about the approximate price so as not to be deceived. But after hearing the second-instance offer, he couldn't help but feel frightened by his black heart.

It was also a little embarrassing to be exposed in the second trial, but the title of a profiteer is not called in vain, how can it be done without a little cheekiness? Then he asked with a dry cough.

"Ahem, how much did you say Seventh Brother?"

"I ......" Seventh Brother was just about to speak, but he snatched the handle in July and a half.

"You can make a good price for the second trial, and I'll hear how dark you are."

The second instance wanted to listen to Brother Qi's quotation, but he couldn't get his wish. He was beating a drum in his heart, thinking about how much money did Seventh Brother say? I quoted a low price for seven and a half and half and did not sell, and if it was high, I made a lot of less money. After thinking about it, the essence of the profiteer is still a fluke mentality, and he bets that the seventh brother doesn't understand the market!

"Fifty thousand?" This is still the price that the second instance gritted his teeth and said, if he didn't have the bottom in his heart, he would have said a cheeky sentence of 101.

As a result, as soon as these words came out, July and a half's face turned black.

"After the second trial, I already know, I won't sell this ghost to you, and I won't sell you if I get caught in the future." After saying that, in the middle of July, he took the scroll and the bag on his back to help the eighth uncle and them.

"Alas, alas! Hello friends! In this way, one hundred thousand! 100,000 is always fine! No matter what the second trial says, he won't look back in the middle of July, the seventh brother looked funny, he just laughed twice, but his body was too weak because he had extinguished a ball of yang fire.

"Hahaha...... Ahem...... Boss Shen, you are really black-hearted, the market price of the ghost this quarter is 100,000 upwards, and the price with special attributes has at least doubled, so you give people so much. ”

The second trial was suddenly full of black lines, he didn't expect that Brother Qi was still an expert, and the prices were accurate to the quarter......

The eight uncles sprayed very fast, and almost the entire coffin was sprayed, which is not because the two of them have good skills, but because of the advanced technology. Now the spray coffin is not painted little by little with a touch and a brush, but with a portable painting equipment, holding the spray gun in one pinch.

"Eighth uncle, Boss Luo, what are you doing here? I'm here to help. "I walked to the coffin in the middle of July, and the paint dried very quickly, and the end had dried thoroughly, and I didn't know what it was when I touched it smoothly and delicately with my hands.

"Hehe, spray the old corpse oil, so that the ghost can't get into this coffin, lest Boss Liu cheat the corpse again." Boss Luo smiled and explained.

July and a half frowned when he heard this, old corpse oil? So I touched the dried part twice, and wondered, this thing doesn't look like oil, how can oil dry so quickly? And it still feels so smooth and delicate?

"Is this old corpse oil?"

"Yes, the old corpse oil secretly refined at home, what's wrong little brother?" Boss Luo looked at the expression of the seventh and a half in his eyes, stopped the work in his hand, and asked with a somewhat stiff smile.

"It's nothing, I'll help!" July smiled and didn't say anything, and the eighth uncle didn't refuse, and gave him a watering can to help.

"Eighth uncle, I can't figure it out, this matter is obviously a grudge between Boss Liu and Mrs. Mo, but why does Boss Liu not harm Mrs. Mo, but his own children? As the saying goes, there is a debtor, but isn't this a contradiction between black and white? The three of them were bored without talking on the way to work, so they asked the question that had puzzled them for a long time.