You continue to roll! I'm going to learn to catch ghosts

"Who?"

Mu Jiu opened the door and straightened her hair.

What caught his eye was a middle-aged man. His face was very pale, with no trace of color visible.

"Master Ninth, it's me, Uncle Wang next door!"

In Mu Jiu's impression, Uncle Wang went out to work with his parents when he was very young, and then suddenly disappeared two years ago.

But now that they suddenly came back, what happened to them?

"Uncle Wang, do you know what happened to my parents? Why have they disappeared for two years and haven't come home yet?"

Uncle Wang, who originally had a straight face, was slightly startled, and the expression on his face was a little stiff.

"them……"

"What happened to them?"

"Master Ninth, it's better that you don't know about this matter. The less you know, the safer you will be."

"I would like to know……"

Uncle Wang was silent.

Suddenly, Mu Jiu felt a slight tremor in her chest, and she felt a little overwhelmed. It had been two years since she had felt the care of her relatives.

But he knew that his parents would never leave him alone, and he would definitely be able to find them as long as he worked hard.

"Uncle Wang, since you don't want to say it, then don't say it, but what are you doing back today?"

"Master Ninth, don't worry, your parents are safe. I'm coming back this time to take you to inherit your father's shop."

Dad’s shop is located in a dilapidated old house in the village. There are only a few people left in the village.

Over time, all the young people moved out, leaving only a few elderly people left behind.

"That coffin shop? Cremation is now popular in funeral parlors. What's the use of inheriting a coffin shop?"

Uncle Wang fell into silence again, as if there was always something he was hiding from Mu Jiu.

He shook his head and sighed.

"Master Ninth, there are many things that I won't be able to explain to you for a while. As for the most important point, you don't have to go to the company to work and get involved."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Wang."

In the blink of an eye, Uncle Wang's figure disappeared in front of him.

Mu Jiu didn't think too much about it. Once it came, he would make peace with it.

Not long after, Mu Jiu straightened her hair, arrived at her father's old house, and opened the door.

The corner of the door, which was in disrepair, made a creaking sound, and his breathing became rapid.

What exactly does my father want me to do?

At a glance, there was not a trace of dust in the familiar hall.

An uninhabited house will soon become filled with dust and emit a bad smell.

This made Mu Jiu very surprised.

He came to the hall, where there was a white coffin without any lid.

White coffin?

He couldn't help but think too much, and a subconscious force in his body led him towards the white coffin.

There was an ancient wooden sword inside. There were several yellow talismans and a Bagua Universe Mirror beside the wooden sword.

Mu Jiu seemed to have seen these things somewhere.

Oh!

By the way, I saw it on TV!

Could it be a tool used by Taoist priests to catch ghosts decades ago?

In this day and age, only fools believe in ghosts!

He shook it, smiled, put away a few things, and walked to his childhood room.

The room was empty except for a wooden bed, which was as spotless as the hall.

After sitting on the bed for a while, Mu Jiu came to his father's room.

Dad's room is the same as when he was a child, except that there is a small red coffin conspicuously placed on the table.

This small coffin is about the size of a finger. When you open the lid of the red coffin, there seems to be something hidden inside.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but still saw nothing.

Suddenly he took a sharp breath, but it felt like he had eaten a mouthful of ash, and he couldn't help but cough.

He seemed to realize something and quickly reached out to cover the red coffin.

"Ahem...it was so dangerous, I almost went to find grandpa!"

In the following time, Mu Jiu searched the entire old house, but found nothing special.

Just when he was a little confused, an old man walked into the yard of the old house.

"Is Master Mu here?"

Mu Jiu looked at the old man carefully. He was not from his village.

He was very plainly dressed, but his fortune could be vaguely seen from his body.

Seeing that Mu Jiu didn't answer and straightened his hair, the old man still asked very politely:

"Hello, is Master Mu here?"

Mu Jiu walked forward and stared at him without hesitation.

What on earth is this person doing here?

Is Master Mu the father?

Before he could speak, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie rushed out from behind the old man.

"Little bastard, where is Mr. Zhou talking to you? Don't be so shameless!"

Mu Jiu was a little caught off guard by the sudden reaction. He didn't want to cause trouble, but that didn't mean he was afraid of it.

"You! Get out of my way. We have a request from Master Yu Mu and will not tolerate your arrogance. Wang Yufei, you are fired!"

"Mr. Zhou... I have been with you for 30 years, and you actually fired me for a child."

"Go away! I don't want to say more, otherwise..."

The middle-aged man ran away in a hurry, with a stern look in his eyes, and he recorded all his hatred on Mu Jiu.

Mu Jiu was also watching all this clearly from the side. This old man with great background actually fired his bodyguard of thirty years for him.

Although I don’t know if it’s an act or real, it’s enough to show my attitude towards the so-called Master Mu.

"Little brother, do you know where Master Mu has gone?"

Mu Jiu shook his head.

"I don't know who the Master Mu you are talking about is, but I am the only one here."

"Who are you? Where is the owner of this coffin shop?"

"My name is Mu Jiu, and I am his son. As for him, he has disappeared for two years."

Mr. Zhou couldn't help but stop suddenly and looked at Mu Jiu uneasily.

"Master Mu disappeared?"

"Yes. But if you have anything to say, you can tell me. I will notify him when my father comes back."

"Hey...that red coffin around your neck! Great, we can be saved!"

At this moment, Mr. Zhou was like a child, jumping up and down with joy. Only Mu Jiu was left scratching his head.

"Little brother Mujiu, I hope you will do something for me. After you finish it, I will give you a large reward!"

Mr. Zhou said excitedly, Mu Jiu scratched his head in confusion and made a figure of five with his fingers.

"Fifty thousand? Deal!"

In a flash, a large box appeared in front of Mu Jiu's eyes, which was neatly filled with money.

"This is a deposit of [-] yuan, and I'll give you the rest after we finish it!"

He began to doubt life again. He had been working for a year and could not make so much money. Just because his father made it in the blink of an eye?

"Well...but what do you need me to do for you, Mr. Zhou? As long as it's not illegal, I will do my best to help you!"

Mu Jiu breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that it was definitely not a simple matter to make so much money.

"Hahahaha, feel free, just call me Brother Zhou. This matter is a piece of cake for you."

Ok?

It doesn't look like he's lying to me. In this era of extreme involution, when did it become so easy to make money?

"If this is the case, then please ask Mr. Zhou...Brother Zhou to tell me exactly what he wants me to do!"

"Your father is the only one in Xiangbei City who can catch ghosts. Now I can only rely on you, so I asked you to help me."

"Help me catch ghosts!"