Daughter-in-law

Chapter 30 My Wife Is Missing
The man looked at the two people standing in the freezer, and said slowly, his brows were slightly frowned, it could be seen that he was very sad.

"Their ghosts are gone, why don't you let them go to the ground?" I frowned and looked at him.

"I can't bear it. I wasn't around when they died. When I come back, they will become corpses. I can't bear to let them leave me like this, so I want to keep them." He said, the tears on his face were endless. It kept flowing.

He looked like a weak woman, but now that he was crying, it made people feel even more pitiful.

"People are dead, it's useless for you to keep their bodies. If their bodies don't go into the ground, they won't feel at ease in the underworld." I tried to keep my tone as light as possible, because he was very sad.

The human body is just a shell. After death, the soul leaves the body and goes to the underworld. The skin is useless. However, this is the body left in the underworld after all. , and cannot even be reincarnated.

"I know, I'm just reluctant, let's take another two days, and I'll bury them properly in two days." He nodded and said.

"Do you know magic?" I asked him.

He was able to control two corpses without ghosts, so he must be someone who knows how to spell.

"I have learned a little bit. After all, there are many masters in Linfeng Street. Back then, I worshiped a master. He taught me a little bit, but he died early, so I only learned a little bit." The man said softly.

I nodded, this Linfeng Street is indeed home to an expert, his shop is here, and it is nothing unusual to know magic tricks.

"Smoking?" He took out a cigarette and handed it to me.

I reached out to take it, clicked on it, and asked him, "What's your name?"

"Duanmuqing, by the way, you didn't eat the noodles just now, I'll make you another bowl, my cooking skills are pretty good." He smiled at me.

I nodded and sat back down again. After a while, a bowl of noodles was brought up. I tasted it, and it really tasted good. His craftsmanship is very good.

"We'll be neighbors from now on, come and play when you have time." Duanmuqing said to me with a cigarette dangling from his thin lips.

I nodded, and asked him strangely: "You plan to continue working here after your parents are buried?"

He is very young, and I don't believe he will keep guarding this ramen restaurant. After all, the traffic here is very small, and he can't make much money at all.

Duanmuqing exhaled a puff of cigarette and flicked the ashes with his slender fingers. He looked very much like a woman, and it is estimated that no matter which man saw it, his heart would be moved.

"I haven't made up my mind yet, so let's go ahead. Anyway, I don't need money. I feel at ease guarding my parents' house," he said.

"Are you not short of money?" I asked him a little strangely.

His parents are both making ramen. This kind of small business can't make much money at all, but this guy actually said that he is not short of money, which surprised me.

"That's right, my house has a yard. It was demolished the year before last and divided into [-] houses. Now I don't have to do anything. It's enough to collect the rent every day." He said casually.

I:"."

I looked at this guy who was like a girl, and I was a little speechless. I felt that my heart had been hit hard. First, I was old-fashioned, and I got five houses by relying on the live broadcast. I was always envious. I didn't expect this guy to have Twenty sets!

"Damn!" I couldn't help scolding my mother in my heart.

This kind of thing is not very lethal, but it is extremely insulting. It smashed my poor self-esteem, and the noodles in the bowl suddenly tasted bad.

"I'm full, let's go, how much is it?" I felt that I couldn't stay any longer, and it would be more comfortable to stay away from this kind of big house demolition.

"No need, a bowl of noodles is fine." He waved his hand.

I said thank you and walked out, damn it, it's amazing to be rich!
Early the next morning, I ordered the old Taoist to open the door early, and now I don't have to worry about the backlash from using spells, so I plan to open the door for business.

I keep everything my grandfather taught me in my heart. I know that I can make a lot of money with these things. I need money now, because I want to marry Wang Chuxue, and because of the blow of that guy yesterday.

However, in our line of business, business will not come to our door so soon, but as long as there is business, there will be a lot of income.

For the whole day, there were basically no customers, and quite a few colleagues from Linfeng Street passed by the door to take a look.

In the evening, I was about to let the old man close the door. At this time, a man walked in outside the door.

He looks about 30 years old, with thin body, eyes, messy hair, and bloodshot eyes, which can be seen at a glance. He should not have had a good rest recently, and his face looks haggard.

"You are?" Seeing the man coming in, the old man asked him.

"Master Taoist, please save my wife." The man rushed over when he saw the old Taoist, holding his arm tightly.

The old man was a little embarrassed, coughed twice, and said to the man: "You are mistaken, I am just a handyman, and that is the boss."

I smiled. Although the old Taoist guy doesn't have a good image, he wears Taoist robes every day, and he is old, so he can easily be regarded as an expert.

Hearing what the old man said, the man froze for a moment, glanced at me, hesitated, but finally came over.

"You are the proprietor of this shop?" he asked me.

"I am, what can I do for you?" I asked him.

The man looked at me for a long time, as if he didn't believe me, but I didn't care, because I looked so young, it was hard for ordinary people to believe that I was a magician.

"I came here to ask you to help me find my wife. She has been missing for a week." The man said hoarsely.

Hearing what he said, I frowned, and disappeared. This is a missing persons case and is under the police's control.

"I think you should go to the police," I said to him.

The man shook his head, "It's not what you think. I called the police a long time ago, but the police haven't found anyone. And now I feel that my wife's disappearance is not that simple. There are some things that I'm afraid of."

When the man spoke, his body trembled slightly and his eyes moved uneasily. I could tell that he was really scared.

Seeing this, I am a little interested, what is it that makes him so scared.

"Do you know Jixiang Apartment? It's a haunted house. There was a murder case ten years ago, and my wife disappeared near there!" He whispered to me, as if he was afraid that something might hear his voice.

(End of this chapter)