It raised its head and looked upstairs.
That night he closed all the windows and curled up in bed, not daring to sleep.
Day 3…
He woke up at the same time again, and walked through the window carefully. He did not see the figure downstairs. Just when he thought that the past two days were just nightmares, his eyes suddenly glanced towards the door.
A pair of white shoes appeared in the crack of the door!
His brain was buzzing at that time, and his head suddenly looked up involuntarily.
The small window on the door is smiling at itself!
Crunch~
The door suddenly opened, a cold mist filled the air, and the rusty hinges made a creepy creaking sound.
This time I saw it for real!
The figure was wearing a hat with the words "Make money at first sight" written on it.
That's a ghost messenger!
The ghost messenger in mythology!
When he woke up again, there was a mark on his neck.
From then on, it came every night.
It's taking my life!
…
"I think my life span has come to an end."
After telling what happened to him, Master Sun lowered his head again.
He looked extremely sad.
Then he continued to plan his funeral affairs in the notebook.
"We need to prepare more firecrackers, and they must be loud. Although they are not allowed in the city, this is in the countryside, so they shouldn't care..."
"I still have to hire some people to spend money next year. Otherwise, I won't be able to survive when I get to the underworld without money..."
Qiao Yuan: "..."
"Master Sun, there are no ghosts in this world!"
Master Sun stopped writing and looked up at Qiao Yuan.
"Young man, I see you look kind, so I'd like to remind you that some things are better to believe than not to believe. If they find you..."
"I couldn't ask for more!" Qiao Yuan interrupted.
Master Sun: “…”
What's wrong with this young man?
It turns out that I am still too young and have experienced too little. Ignorance is fearless.
…
"Master Sun, Master Sun, I've figured it out. It was Xiao Zheng who embezzled various subsidies and overtime pay. I've already called the police and will definitely hold him accountable..."
Just then, Boss Yang ran over.
"Master Sun, you and I have been together for twenty years, so you should know what kind of person I am, Yang Xin. In recent years, I really haven't cared about the affairs of the old factory, which allowed the people below to take advantage of the opportunity... Master Sun, how about we go inside and talk first?" Boss Yang said, grabbing Master Sun's hand.
However, Master Sun broke free.
"Boss Yang, I wasn't very considerate of this matter. I shouldn't have caused such a scene in the factory. I'm sorry, but I really plan to quit my job today. Boss Yang, I just want you to treat your senior employees well in the future."
"Although they may not be very educated, they are still human beings... Never mind, let's not talk about this. If Boss Yang still cares about me as his master, you can come and have a meal with me in a few days."
Master Sun said this and turned to leave.
Only Boss Yang was left with a confused look on his face.
"Boss Yang, regarding the bottles, let's follow the plan I mentioned earlier. Make two first. I have something else to do, so I'll be leaving first."
After saying this, Qiao Yuan walked towards Master Sun.
…
There are no ghosts in this world, and those who have long died will not be resurrected, let alone the appearance of things in myths.
It is obvious that there is a strange spirit pretending to be the White Impermanence in mythology to harm people.
And they specifically target superstitious people because they are certain that superstitious people will not report the crime.
It seems that the Security Bureau's operations need to be further strengthened.
Now that I have seen this, I have to do something about it!
Workers’ lives are lives too!
Following Master Sun all the way, Qiao Yuan came to a rural market. Master Sun walked into the coffin shop, wreath shop, funeral clothing shop...
Master Sun personally handled the entire process, and it was obvious that he cared deeply about his own afterlife.
Even though there is a one-stop service, he still controls every step of the process.
Finally... under the surprised gaze of the funeral clothing store owner, Master Sun put on the funeral clothes.
As soon as I went out, I ran into Qiao Yuan.
After wrapping his clothes tightly, Master Sun spoke.
"Young man, can you do me a favor?"
"you say."
"I just did some calculations. After completing the whole process, I still have quite a bit of money left. I want to donate it to the elderly people in the mountains, but I don't know where to find it. Can you help me find it?"
"Master Sun, there's no rush to donate. Let's go to your house and take a look." Qiao Yuan said.
…
In a small local police station, Qiao Yuan proved his identity, and the two finally went to the dormitory building.
"Your Honor, I..."
"Just call me Qiao Yuan. I emphasize again that those feudal superstitions are not to be trusted. The dead cannot become ghosts, and there are no so-called soul-collecting messengers. Everything is fake!"
"When you encounter something like this, call the police immediately. Special personnel will come forward to investigate. Believe in the country!"
Qiao Yuan looked at the dormitory building with mottled walls, standing alone on this wasteland, surrounded by overgrown weeds and a gray sky, as if it had been abandoned by the world.
Not to mention at night, even staying here during the day makes people feel creepy.
He scanned the area with his mental power but found no trace of any strange spirits.
It looks like we have to wait until night.
"Master Sun, just do what you normally do, and leave the rest to me!"
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