Fast-crossing system: the villain BOSS strikes!

Mingshu woke up the next day, and Duqin was still standing there. Mingshu checked the distance with his eyes, and he didn't seem to have moved a step.

After being a demon, do you know how to be obedient?

Mingshu turned over and got off the bed, Duqin looked up with his head down, and cast his cold eyes on her.

"Fix the window for me." Mingshu said while getting dressed.

Duchen looked towards the window.

"will not."

"Learn." Mingshu made a final decision.

Duqin: "..."

So when the workers passed by, they saw a handsome man in a black shirt who looked like a TV star, standing in front of the broken window, thinking.

Hmm... He looked at the window expressionlessly, probably in deep thought.

wrong!

Who is this man?

Where did it come from?

None of them saw it last night.

"Is this person brought back by Miss Xunyi?"

"No, Miss Xunyi didn't go down the mountain yesterday."

"That's right, when did this man come up the mountain?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing when such a handsome man came to the mountain.

When Mingshu came back from breakfast, Duqin was still standing in front of the window 'meditating'.

Mingshu sat beside him and looked at him. He was still able to 'meditate' calmly, with the posture of an old monk in meditation.

"Can you see the window by looking at it?" It's the same as being able to see a person is pregnant.

Du Qin spit out two words expressionlessly: "No." He said it.

"Didn't I let you learn?"

Du Qin turned his head, there was a cold air in Mo pupil, but the murderous aura was not obvious.

Mingshu couldn't tell if he was angry or something.

This little goblin...

Mingshu felt that if he teased him again, the thing might explode.

Mingshu thought about it, and finally repaired the window by himself.

I really don't know what to ask him for.

Bad review!

"Crack..."

Mingshu looked at the broken table.

She couldn't keep smiling anymore!

Want to kill him!

I am already very poor!

I can hardly afford snacks!

He's still here to wreak havoc!

Do I owe you? !

The little goblin needs to be cleaned up!

Xu Shi noticed Mingshu's unfriendly gaze, Duqin withdrew his hand, and backed away with the doll in his arms... another step back... behind him was the bed.

"Stop!" Mingshu said in a low voice, "Don't touch anything in my room!"

Duqin stood still, he looked at the table a little blankly, it was too fragile, just like her...

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Duqin stayed in the Taoist temple for the next few days.

The workers were very curious about the man who appeared suddenly, but he never spoke, and he was holding a doll rabbit in his hand, which looked a bit strange.

In addition, the air-conditioning on his body could be felt from far away, and no one dared to talk to him.

They have no right to ask about the employer's affairs.

There is another thing that makes the workers more curious. It seems that no one has troubled the employer recently.

Those people who came every day before have not come for several days in a row.

The repair work is gradually coming to an end.

Mingshu finished paying the wages to the workers, and the Taoist temple, which had been bustling for a long time, became deserted again.

Duqin stayed because he wanted to get his sword back.

A broken sword!

Mingshu had no doubt that he would leave when he got the sword, so how could she return the sword to him in this situation?

Do not return it to him.

piss him off!

Let him destroy my furniture.

Duqin's subordinates don't care much, and there is only one bed left in her room, and she still insists on it.

The two little ghosts didn't know where to hide.

With Duqin around, they didn't dare to show their heads. Meeting her every day was like meeting with an underground party.

Mingshu bit his steamed bun, sat under the eaves, and checked his savings...

Hey.

Catch ghosts and earn points.

Mingshu boarded the forum to see if there was any work available.

It turned out that it was all small jobs and not challenging.

No challenge means no money.

It's a tiring job without money... Mingshu said that she won't accept it, she wants to accept the big job!

The forum was very quiet, and the latest post was a day ago.

"Little zombie."

Mingshu called out to the man standing under the eaves, holding the doll.

"Duqin." Duqin, who usually asked ten sentences without a word, corrected Mingshu's name.

"Okay little zombie, come here."

Duqin grabbed the doll and squeezed it several times, walked to Mingshu with long legs, looked down at her, and asked silently: What are you doing?

"Are those Taoist priests chasing you?" Mingshu asked him.

Duqin nodded.

"You said that if I report that you are here, will they give me a lot of money?"

"..."

"We can have a fairy dance, and you will run away after they give me the money, how about it?"

"..."

It was a scorching sunny day, but Mingshu felt that it was colder than the snow in winter.

Is this a bad way to make money?

Are you living here for nothing, why don't you pay?

I don't agree with the snacks, okay? ?

"Forget it." Mingshu continued to swipe his phone, "You can't sell much."

Duqin stared at Mingshu quietly with eyes as cold as a millennium's cold pool, as if thinking of a better way to do it.

Mingshu saw Du Qin coming in carrying a coffin at night, expressing that he was frightened.

Even if I mentioned that kind of flower during the day, you don't even have to prepare the coffin for me, do you?

Mingshu curled up on the bed, "What are you doing?"

Duqin put down the coffin, and Mingshu saw clearly that the coffin seemed to be the one he had seen in the ancient tomb before.

Give me second-hand goods?

Du Qin lifted the lid of the coffin without saying a word, and then... lay down in it.

Mingshu: "??"

Mingshu waited for a while, and passed away.

The coffin lid was only half closed, revealing the man's handsome face and strong chest.

Duqin still hadn't closed his eyes, and met Mingshu's gaze.

The two stared at each other silently for a few seconds.

The atmosphere is a little subtle.

Duqin suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but fortunately the coffin lid blocked it, otherwise she might find out that something was wrong with her.

Mingshu bent down slightly.

Du Qin's eyes froze, watching Ming Shu lying on the edge of the coffin and looking inside.

"You don't take off your clothes when you sleep?"

With a blank expression on his face, Du Qin pulled the lid of the coffin back with a snap.

Mingshu: "..."

Awesome my little zombie.

What a coffin with a sliding lid!

"Hello." Mingshu knocked on the coffin board, "Won't you get bored sleeping in it?"

It was dark in the coffin, Duqin closed his eyes and listened to the voices outside.

When he was in the ancient tomb, the whole world was quiet.

But at this time, there was a sound outside, but he didn't even find it annoying.

"Little zombies don't even have to worry about breathing..."

Duqin: "..."

Mingshu walked around outside, Duqin heard voices coming from outside the coffin from time to time, so he resisted jumping out to beat her.

Duqin only brought back the coffin, which was engraved with reliefs, like some kind of ancient totem.

Even after such a long time, it is still clear.

This thing must be very valuable!

Suddenly there was a coffin in the room, and Mingshu felt that normal people would be frightened if they woke up in the middle of the night.

So she decided to persuade Duqin to sell the thing.