Yama arrives

Du Yun was taken aback: "What kind of marriage?"

"Huh? Isn't Brother Yun's Spring Festival couplets for our father?" Xue Xiaoqing frowned.

Du Yun realized that he had misunderstood, and took Xue Xiaoqing to a place where there were few people. Then he put the Spring Festival couplets on the ground, and a hellfire burned them down.

"Ah Brother Yun, what are you doing?"

"Little brother! What are you doing?"

Both Xue Xiaoqing and the young man raised questions.

Du Yun said to the young man: "Don't you know that you are dead? Dead people can only receive the paper if they burn it."

The young man's expression changed, and he became a little unhappy: "Why do you curse people to death when the New Year is coming soon? Don't think that you can be rude just because you bought me a pair of Spring Festival couplets. At worst, I don't want this couplet."

Du Yun sighed: "You are really dead, if you don't believe me, you punched me."

bang.

The young man is really a real person, he punched Du Yun without saying a word, and said angrily, "What's wrong with hitting you, you still want to fight back?"

Du Yun: ""

He forgot that he had access to ghosts.

"Try hitting the woman next to me."

"Hmph! I won't hit a woman lightly. It's between the two of us. What kind of man are you hiding behind a woman." The young man didn't understand what Du Yun meant.

Seeing Du Yun who was talking to himself all the time, Xue Xiaoqing was stunned: "Brother Yun! Who are you talking to?"

The young man was startled suddenly: "Beauty, can't you see me?"

Xue Xiaoqing did not respond.

Du Yun said lightly: "You are really dead, no one can see you except me, I don't believe you hit her."

This time the young man swung his fist, but it was much weaker than the punch that hit Du Yun.

Du Yun: ""

It's sexist.

Punch down.

The youth was stunned.

His fist passed through Xue Xiaoqing's shoulder, as if hitting the air.

"How could this be?"

Du Yun sighed: "Have you forgotten how you died?"

"I'm dead?" The young man found it difficult to accept the fact.

At this time, a news was interrupted on the big screen in the square. A bus from Tianjin had an accident on the highway, and all 23 people on the bus were killed.

Subsequently, the photo information of 23 people was listed on the big screen.

Du Yun said, "I saw you!"

Xu Wensheng looked at the big screen, and sure enough, there was a photo of himself.

"I remembered! I was on the passenger car, and then the passenger car crashed over the guardrail of the highway and flew into the wasteland. Everyone in the car was terrified. The screams almost burst my eardrums. After that, I can't remember."

"Am I really dead? Why! I can't die! I have a senior and a young child. I just came back from work this time. I bought goods for many years and made a little money. My parents, wife and children can wait Let me go back to celebrate the New Year."

Xu said and cried.

Du Yun stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, but in the eyes of passers-by, Du Yun clapped his hands in the air, scaring many people to detour.

"Brother Yun! Could there really be ghosts?" Xue Xiaoqing had already realized something.

"Don't you have detector glasses from the Supernatural Bureau?"

"I didn't bring those equipment with me when I went out today."

Du Yun took out a Sky Eye Talisman, which turned into a firework and dissipated before Xue Xiaoqing's eyes.

Afterwards, Xue Xiaoqing saw the young man standing opposite, and sighed, "It's a pity to die at such a young age."

Du Yun pointed to the big screen in the square: "The news is being reported and died in a car accident."

"What? Another car accident, this is too evil!" Xue Xiaoqing's expression changed drastically.

Du Yun didn't understand, so he said, "Another car accident? Could it be that there were several car accidents before?"

"Yeah! Isn't Chinese New Year coming soon? Many schools are also on holiday, and there is a lot of traffic. Just over half a month ago, there were frequent accidents on the passenger transport from Tianjin to Beijing. Counting today, there must be seven or eight accidents." Alright."

"And every time an accident happens, all the people in the car die, not even one lucky person."

"Therefore, the passenger transport from Tianjin to Beijing is now called a death hearse."

Death hearse.

Du Yun was a little speechless, how could the hearse carry a living person.

However, the whole car died in every accident, and this title is quite appropriate.

Just after learning about the death hearse incident, Du Yun's cell phone rang.

It was Pang Yu calling.

"Captain Du! Congratulations, you defeated Xue Pingyuan."

Not long after the Battle of Ziqingshan ended, the news spread like wings in the capital.

Du Yun said indifferently: "Should I congratulate such a trivial matter? Xue Pingyuan is not such a powerful character."

Pang Yu: ""

Aren't you afraid that after the people in the Huaxia warrior circle hear these words, they will drown you by spitting out one by one.

Originally, I wanted to praise a few words for doing superficial work, but Du Yun's performance made Pang Yu lose his mood, and went straight to the point: "Where are you? There is a case that needs you to take over."

"Damn it! Are you here to congratulate or send a mission?" Du Yun was very depressed.

"At the same time as congratulations, send a mission by the way." Regardless of whether Du Yun accepted it or not, Pang Yu continued: "Have you heard about the death hearse incident?"