Inheriting a building, I became the richest man

Xiao Meng rode back to Forest Park, and the open space of Huangquan Apartment disappeared again.

The entrance of the forest park is pitch black, and the pale street lamps hidden in the dense leaves hardly provide much lighting effect, and the deep tree-lined path looks like the entrance to hell.

Xiao Meng rode inside for a while, and just started thinking about how to return to Huangquan Apartment. Suddenly, the wild grass and open space appeared again, and the power supply of the apartment was restored. "The four words lighted up with red and green colored lights.

Xiao Meng felt like an unscrupulous adult who wanted to enter an unscrupulous place for an unscrupulous experience...

Xiao Meng didn't lock the bicycle at the door. In this place, anyone who can come in will be able to float, and there is no need for transportation.

Xiao Meng quickly walked into the lobby on the first floor, where warm light bulbs were dimly on. Uncle Yu sat on the small broken chair at the reception and listened to the radio. The song that Xiao Meng had never heard was played, but the voice was very familiar, like It was the voice of an old singer who passed away many years ago. Xiao Meng's mother liked this singer very much before, so he was very familiar with this singing voice.

Xiao Meng paused, a little stunned: "Is this the song of Tang Tianwang?"

Uncle Yu smiled and said, "Did you hear it? This is a new song he just released in the underworld."

Xiao Meng was shocked: "There is still a brokerage company in the underworld?"

Uncle Yu raised his eyebrows: "Why can't there be a Yin world that exists in the Yang world? What era is this? Let the Yang world be allowed to develop, and the Yin world not allowed to progress?"

Xiao Meng's Three Views were destroyed and rebuilt in just two seconds. What he experienced that day has changed his vision of the world to a colored lens.

But now is not the time to be shocked, Xiao Meng quickly recovered: "Uncle Yu, if I want to help my friend get rid of that ghost, what should I do?"

Uncle Yu put down the tea mug and said with a smile, "You still decide to do it yourself?"

Xiao Meng felt that there was something in Uncle Yu's words, and was afraid that there would be relevant laws and regulations in the underworld, so Chi asked, "Can I?"

Uncle Yu smiled inscrutably: "Of course, our Huangquan Inn is located at the junction of the underworld and the underworld. It is a neutral zone. It is not a violation of the rules for you to control lonely souls and wild ghosts. The underworld has given privileges thousands of years ago. You As the master of yin and yang, you have the right to dispose of or protect the ghosts who have not gone to Naihe Bridge to enter the list of dead lives, but the prerequisite is that the ghosts you control must be guest ghosts of our inn, or ghosts that are about to become guest ghosts."

Xiao Meng understood: "So if I want to help, I have to bring that ghost back here and let him stay?"

Uncle Yu nodded: "If you think it's troublesome, you can also call the police directly from the Underworld Public Security Administration, because the population of Yangjian is too large now, causing the number of ghosts to skyrocket. It might take a little longer."

"Then if I report the case now, how long will it take to arrest that ghost?"

Uncle Yu said leisurely: "Actually, it didn't take long. Generally, in three to five years, the police can be arranged to catch the suspect and take him directly to the court. After another 100 years, he will be in line for trial. After being sentenced, he will be laid down." It is a blink of an eye to serve hundreds of years in hell and force reincarnation.”

Xiao Meng: "..." I'm really sorry that living people can only live for a few decades.

Seeing that Xiao Meng has made up his mind, Uncle Yu is worried that it is the first time for him, the new Yin-Yang shopkeeper, to collect ghosts. He decides to go with Xiao Meng after dark tomorrow to see the situation and play by ear.

With the help of Uncle Yu, a thousand-year-old ghost, Xiao Meng felt at ease, and went home with peace of mind and slept until dawn.

The next morning, Xiao Meng was preparing to go to Red Star Macalline to buy the door he had been optimistic about before, when Chu Hong suddenly called him.

"Xiaomeng, I'm sorry, something happened at home, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to invite you tonight."

Xiao Meng was brushing her teeth, when she heard this, she frowned, and asked with toothpaste in her mouth, "Sister, can you tell me what happened?"

Chu Hong hesitated for a moment, then sighed: "I won't hide it from you, maybe you really hit the spot, I seem to have recruited something unclean, something terrible happened at home last night, so I asked an expert to come to the house today Exorcism, you'd better avoid it, don't let these troublesome things involve you."

Xiao Meng was still a little worried, so he made an excuse and said, "Don't be afraid, I've been thinking about starting a side job of exorcising ghosts to make money recently, and I've always wanted to ask an expert to be my master."

Chu Hong smiled: "You still want to be a half-immortal? That's fine, come on, I will introduce you to this master Huang. Not everyone can invite this master, and the appearance fee costs me ten dollars." Ten thousand."

Being a half-immortal actually makes so much money? !

Xiao Meng took the toothbrush and began to calculate in his heart, the appearance fee is 50, 600 for five orders a month, 600 million for twelve months a year... 600 million! !Catching ghosts can earn at least [-] million a year, so what else does he draw?And he still has a special status in the underworld, isn't this the meal rewarded by God?

Xiao Meng was just making excuses just now, but after hearing this, he began to seriously consider this side job.

Xiao Meng called Uncle Yu immediately, and Uncle Yu asked him to check the situation first, and he would arrive later.

Expecting to learn how to catch ghosts from the masters, Xiao Meng rode for half an hour to the mansion villa area, and found the cultural relic villa that Chu Hong bought according to the address.

Xiao Meng parked her broken bicycle unacceptably in the top-level villa area full of luxury cars and mansions, stood outside the black retro iron gate and looked up at the brick-red old villa on the slope, all the glittering gold coins caught her eyes.

The villas in the mansion villa area are all legacy buildings from the Republic of China period, and now they have all become key protected cultural relics. The overall design of the villas is simple and elegant, because of the blessing of the age, it looks unique.

Xiao Meng rang the doorbell, and Chu Hong came out from the public villa wearing an elegant peacock blue dress to open the door for him.

The villas here are bricks and trees, and even the gates are cultural relics. Without the approval of relevant departments, the advanced networked intelligent control gates cannot be replaced at will.

"It's just in time. Master Huang and his apprentice are just starting to do things." Chu Hong welcomed him in enthusiastically, "Hurry up and you should still be able to see it. Anyway, seeing the operation of this expert, I believe it, really My god! My sister decided for you, the master you want to worship is him!"

"Really so powerful?" Xiao Meng enthusiastically followed Chu Hong uphill into the villa.

Before entering the door, Xiao Meng heard a loud bell ringing from inside, as well as chattering in a strange man's accent.

Chu Hong explained in a low voice: "This is nonsense. Master is reasoning with ghosts. This master is merciful and will not easily beat ghosts to death."

As soon as he entered the door, Xiao Meng was dumbfounded by the scene in front of him.

I saw a ghost at first sight.

In the retro living room with a full set of mahogany furniture, on the mahogany sofa opposite the brick fireplace sits a young female ghost dressed in a grid in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

In the middle of the living room opposite Gegegui, on the carpet where the tea table was moved away, a master in a yellow robe was dancing and shaking his head while holding a Tongling.

Standing next to him was a young man wearing a Mickey Mouse T-shirt and jeans, probably an apprentice. With his head lowered, he turned left three times around the master, turned right three times and sowed hard. Judging from the master's disgusted micro-expression, it should be quite painful.

There is also a small black speaker hanging on the master's waist, playing the familiar Buddhist scripture music in the streets and alleys.

Ge GeGui had the usual elegant smile on his gray face, and he was clapping his hands to the beat of the rattle to cheer him up, admiring: "This song and this dance are really wonderful, Ah Hong, thank you!"

Xiao Meng: "..." What about watching a movie?