Lord Ghost Officer, please respect yourself

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Seeing the coffin lying horizontally in front of him, Qin Chuan almost cursed. When he opened the door early in the morning, he saw a black coffin. He thought it was his colleagues who cursed him to die early.

"morning!"

Shi Yuan's voice came from the side. He was sitting on the motorcycle and looking at Qin Chuan standing at the door of the office.However, it seemed that Qin Chuan hadn't rested well, and his face was exhausted.

Seeing Shi Yuan and Qin Chuan let out a deep breath, this coffin was probably placed here by Shi Yuan.

"Master said to let you here."

Shi Yuan got out of the car, walked to the coffin, and kicked the coffin.

"Since it's going to be placed here with me, why doesn't he come by himself." Qin Chuan turned his head to the other side, as if he was competing with the owner of the black coffin.

He left without explaining anything, and even sent an apprentice to him, and now he wants to put a coffin here, so he really thinks that Qin Chuan has lost his temper.

"Unless he comes by himself, don't let this thing enter this door."

Shi Yuan didn't speak, just lowered his head and fiddled with the phone, and finally called again, but no one answered.

But after Shi Yuan hung up the phone, Qin Chuan's phone rang.

Seeing that it was an unfamiliar call, Qin Chuan hesitated for a while before answering it.

After the call was connected, he was still sleepy just now, and then his eyes sparkled, as if he had seen some treasure.

Shi Yuan looked at Qin Chuan with shining eyes, and knew that the call was from Master.

The phone hung up quickly, and Qin Chuan didn't even have a chance to speak, but he seemed to be in a much better mood. Seeing Shi Yuan smiled, he asked him to move the coffin in.

"I'm alone?" Shi Yuan looked in disbelief, what made Qin Chuan think he could lift this coffin.

Qin Chuan looked puzzled and looked at Shi Yuan: "Didn't you move this here alone?"

"Of course not!" Shi Yuan explained loudly with a face of pain: "I stopped a pickup truck to pull it from the cemetery."

Qin Chuan looked at Shi Yuan and nodded thoughtfully. It seems that not everyone is like Jun Budu, who can resist running around with a coffin.

So, the two stood in front of the coffin like this, their eyes facing each other.

After an hour, everyone came to work.

"I'll go, it's too heavy, it must contain something." Chu Yuyang gritted his teeth, his voice trembling, as if even the teeth were exerting force.

"Stop talking, take a breath and carry it in." Qin Chuan squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

After a lot of effort, several people carried the coffin back to the house, and put it in the corner where Junbudu put the coffin before.

Although the pressure of this ebony coffin was not as strong as that of the blood coffin, it was no less frightening than the blood coffin, which made Nanye, who had already escaped from fear, stand on end again.

"Jun Budu is coming back?" Nanye looked at the coffin curiously and asked.

Qin Chuan didn't speak, but didn't respond at all, just staring at the coffin.

The things in the coffin seemed to have some connection with Qin Chuan, and he would unconsciously come to the coffin and stare at the coffin for a whole day.

Xi Wuxin's figure suddenly appeared in Qin Chuan's field of vision, pulling his soul back from the black coffin.

"What's wrong?" Qin Chuan looked at Xi Wuxin standing in front of him, she only had one eye looking at Qin Chuan, and the other simulated prosthetic eye was always looking straight ahead.

She wanted to ask him what kind of existence Jun Budu had been to him.But she still didn't dare to ask, afraid that the answer would be as she thought.

"It's nothing, Shi Yuan said that the Ghost Festival will be in a few days, he wants you to give him some paper money, and then go to the ghost market to buy things."

Qin Chuan glanced at Shi Yuan speechlessly, shook his head helplessly, took out a few red notes from his pocket and stuffed them into Shi Yuan's hand.

That night, Shi Yuan was taken away by his immediate superior, a high-level soul searcher.

Let him explain clearly the source of the huge sum of money inexplicably entered into that account.

When he woke up from the dream, Qin Chuan vaguely heard something moving outside the window, as if someone was trying to open his window.

Is it a thief?

Qin Chuan tiptoed to the window and opened the curtain with a "shua", wanting to surprise the thief by surprise.

"what!"

As a result, after drawing the curtains, he was taken aback by the distorted face stuck on the window.

Outside the window was a cloud of black mist, blocking the glass. In the black mist, there was a face that seemed to have been run over by a car. It was tightly stuck to the glass and looked at Qin Chuan with a strange smile.

Seeing this grimace, Qin Chuan frowned in disgust, and drew the curtains again.

What is this ghost thing? It appears again and again.

Qin Chuan's drowsiness disappeared all at once, and he ran downstairs slowly with the soul-breaking whip in his hand, ready to fight this ghost fog.

As soon as the door was opened a crack, the black mist squeezed in. Before Qin Chuan could make a move, a golden light repelled the black mist.

After opening the door and looking outside to make sure that the black mist had indeed left, Qin Chuan carefully looked at the golden object.

The light that drove away the black mist just now came from the ebony coffin in the corner. Qin Chuan stretched out his hand and patted the coffin, but there was no movement inside.

Could it be that Jun Budu did some protection in advance?