The hand that catches the ghost trembles slightly

Xia Yu carefully observed the man in front of him.

He looks to be in his 20s, with a standard build, about 1.8 meters tall, wearing old security uniforms, and a big hat on his head.His facial features are still a little immature, he looks like a college student who hasn't graduated yet, very ordinary.

If he hadn't witnessed Wang Sixu's body being thrown out with his own eyes, Xia Yu might really think so.

Wang Sixu, who was bounced away, quickly got up and persistently tried to jump on the little security guard, but was bounced away again.

"Little brother?" Xia Yu asked tentatively.

The little security guard still didn't respond.

"There is something behind you!" Xia Yu shouted.

The little security guard didn't look sideways.

She tried many methods, but she couldn't get him to make other expressions.

Wang Sixu also discovered this, gave up this difficult bone, turned his head and walked in the direction of the office building.

Follow the clues or stay here and watch this unusual security guard?

Xia Yu gritted her teeth, quickly caught up with Wang Sixu, followed behind him and watched him staggering forward, lost in thought.

At present, the employees of the entire funeral home, except for this little security guard, are carrying a person on their backs, contacting the karma that Zhu Junyang has been talking about before...

Could she have reason to suspect that everyone here, except the little security guard, deserved this kind of thing?

Wang Sixu walked unsteadily towards the gate. On the way, Xia Yu saw other corpses like Wang Sixu's. These corpses included men and women, some naked, some wearing shrouds, wandering around aimlessly, Seems to be looking for a target.

The main gate of the funeral home was opened, and a luxurious car drove in.

Wang Sixu suddenly quickened his pace and ran towards the car.

Xia Yu followed closely behind.

A middle-aged man got out of the car. The man was wearing a suit. He looked about 50 to 1.7 years old. He was slightly bald, but his figure was still in shape. He was only about [-] meters tall. A group of people around greeted him with nodding and bowing, respectful to him.

This person must have been a senior executive of the funeral home.

The others bent their backs very low, as if they were afraid that they would be hated by the leader if they were taller than the leader.

But it can be seen from Xia Yu—except for the leader, everyone has an adult man curled up behind their backs, and the weight directly bent their lumbar spine, but they didn't notice it...

Wang Sixu ran behind the leader and lay directly on his back, shrinking into a small piece like everyone else, with the weight concentrated on the upper body.

Xia Yu saw Wang Sixu showing a very satisfied smile, but it was extremely strange because his face was frozen stiff.

The leader's waist was also bent in an instant, but he whispered to the people beside him as if nothing had happened, and walked towards the office building.

Maybe this is the legendary big man?

She couldn't help but wanted to turn around to see if there was something like this on her back, but she felt a chill on the back of her neck, and she didn't dare to turn her head again.

Following the leader, she and Wang Sixu went to the leader's office together.

The leader had a separate office, and from the names his subordinates called him, Xia Yu learned that this person was the owner of the funeral home, curator Zhang.

Director Zhang sat down on the leather chair, and Wang Sixu behind him was half stuck on the back of the chair.

The others left one after another, and after the office was empty, he made a call.

Xia Yu was afraid of Wang Sixu's attack, so she didn't dare to get too close to eavesdrop, and could vaguely hear the people inside saying something like "I don't want it, it's not fresh, it's not good".

Curator Zhang scolded angrily with the handset on the phone: "You are not honest about this matter. If you hadn't said that you want a lot of goods, how could I have taken the risk? Don't think that you are capable and you can figure it out. It's a big deal. I'll call the police! None of us should think about it!"

After explaining in a low voice on the other side, Director Zhang calmed down his anger and said: "It's fine if you say so, but you have to settle this matter for me. Now two security guards are dead. If I die, I won't be able to hold back!"

After talking with the other person for a while, Director Zhang seemed to be satisfied with the answer given by the other person, hung up the phone with a smile, and started to deal with the work.

Xia Yu was shocked.

Who is this curator Zhang talking on the phone with?

What kind of deal did they strike?

Two security guards died?So what will happen to the security guard now?

He said that after calling the police, no one should think about it, then these two people must be doing some illegal and criminal business.

Xia Yu grew up under the red flag, when did she ever see criminals discussing plans in front of her eyes?

She didn't know how she should react at all. How should she investigate after the news broke here?

If you want to find out everything, you still need to find a professional to check...

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"You said...cough cough...you said that everyone in that funeral home has a ghost on their back?" Zhu Junyang, who was holding his nose in the hotel, was surprised.

Xia Yu nodded again and again: "That's right, everyone has it, lying on the back of the employee's boss, and he said that two security guards died."

She told Zhu Junyang all about her solo adventure experience, focusing on the phone call between the little security guard who had no soul behind him and the curator Zhang.

Zhu Junyang had a low-grade fever, with two blushes on his face, but his expression was very indifferent: "According to what you said, they should be making money from the dead."

Xia Yu asked: "Isn't the money of the dead dead coins? How do you earn it?"

"You misunderstood ahem..." Zhu Junyang said, "The meaning of 'earning money from the dead' means that they use the corpses sent to the funeral parlor by their families to do some illegal business."

"What about it?"

"Specifically..." Zhu Junyang recalled, and said, "For example, corpses that are still warm can be sold as organs, and corpses that are cold can be sold to people with special hobbies, or sold to some animals in the industry who are not doing business and only study crooked ways... "

When he said this, the disgust in the big brother's eyes was so thick that it was about to come out, Xia Yu was so frightened that he didn't dare to ask any more about "special hobbies" and "devious ways".

"That little security guard either has meritorious deeds, or he hasn't gotten involved in their mess yet."

The boss got out of the quilt, put on his own clothes, and told her, "Let's go, check out and go to the funeral parlor to see if we can save that little security guard."

"Okay." Xia Yu followed her.

As for the others...

She recalled the Apiaos behind those people, and could only pray for them.

The eldest brother's body is still very weak, and he wobbles when he walks, Xia Yu is really afraid that she will just lie on the ground.

Fortunately, the boss is still a boss even if he is sick, and they walked to the front desk without any surprises.

The woman from last night was sitting behind the low cabinet, holding a two or three-year-old girl in her arms.

Zhu Junyang put the key on the counter: "Ahem... check out..."

The woman didn't bother to check what the room looked like now, and directly refunded the deposit. A bright red hundred-yuan bill was held by her thin hands and handed over to the counter.

Zhu Junyang glanced at the money, with a smile that was not a smile: "How dare you give this money...I dare not take it..."

Xia Yu immediately cast her sharp eyes on the hundred-yuan bill, but she didn't see anything.

The woman's body froze, and she took back the money with trembling hands, concealing it: "Look at my memory, a customer gave me a fake money before, and I actually forgot to put it away..."

Her explanation in this way will make others think that she wants to spend the money, and that her moral character is bad.

Xia Yu went through the counter and stood behind the woman, watching the woman put the one hundred in the drawer, and in that drawer was a neat row of Ming coins.

"Fuck, is this one hundred changed by Mingbi?" Xia Yu asked in surprise.

Zhu Junyang nodded.

The little girl turned her head in Xia Yu's direction, and stretched out her hand towards her.

Xia Yu was used to others not being able to see her, and the child suddenly reached out to grab her, scaring her into the counter.

The little girl giggled, but the woman's face turned pale instantly. She pressed her daughter's head into her arms nervously, looked around, but found nothing unusual.

A sheet of one hundred was lined up on the cabinet, and the woman stood up with the child in her arms: "The money is here for you, let's go quickly after taking it."

Zhu Junyang didn't bother anymore, put a hundred in his pocket, and walked out of the unnamed hotel with an umbrella.

After going out, Xia Yu couldn't help but said, "So it's true that children can see ghosts?!"

Zhu Junyang knocked the head of the umbrella on the ground and smiled at her: "You just want to ask this?"

How can it be? !There are so many things to ask!

But she didn't know where to start.

"The well of this hotel is in the middle of the yard. Who built a house like this." Zhu Junyang explained the situation to her in a slightly hoarse voice, "There is something in the well, and that stone is used to suppress it."

"As for why it attracts so many ghosts, it's because the Yin Qi in the well disperses."

"What about the umbrella?" Xia Yu asked.

Zhu Junyang lowered his head and glanced at the umbrella: "Of course it came from where, let her go where."

Xia Yu didn't dare to take a breath.

I always feel... The boss looks very, very, very disgusted with these demons and goblins...

Fortunately, she is a spirit body, otherwise Zhu Junyang would have the same attitude towards her... Would it be the same?

Zhu Junyang, who had already walked a few more steps, stopped and turned to call her, "What are you doing? Hurry up and follow."

"Okay!" Xia Yu quickly ran a few steps to catch up with her, and the hesitation in his heart suddenly became clear.

No matter why the boss hates demons and ghosts so much, she is a living soul who was forced to leave the body, and Zhu Junyang will treat her kindly for the sake of 300 million!

She put her hand on Zhu Junyang's sleeve lightly, intending to take a ride.

Zhu Junyang slapped her aside: "Stay away from me, I'm so cold to death."

Xia Yu: "..." It is impossible to be pleasing to the face, and it is impossible to be pleasing to the face in this life...