Daughter-in-law

Chapter 32 Auspicious Apartment
Holding the phone, I couldn't help laughing. The thing on the other side was right. If he wasn't human, the police really couldn't do anything about him. What he said just now was a kind of provocation.

But he made a mistake, I am not a policeman, I am a magician, and even more of an underworld, and I deal with these things.

Now Jishui is my territory, and I don't allow such a powerful existence on my territory.

"Mr. Xiao, is that thing a human or a ghost?" The man with eyes was already terrified at this moment, worried about his wife's safety.

I smiled at him and said, "I have agreed to this matter, and I will go to Jixiang Apartment tomorrow."

Hearing my words, the man was so excited that he was about to kneel down to me. I quickly supported him and said, "No need, I'm a magician, and it's my duty to deal with unclean things, but it's in the head, you I cannot guarantee the safety of my wife now."

Hearing my words, the man froze for a moment, with a helpless expression on his face, finally sighed, and said: "I know she may not be alive now, but I have to figure out what's going on, please gone."

As he spoke, the man took out a black plastic bag from his pocket and placed it on the counter.

"Here is 10 yuan, which is your reward. I don't know if it is enough, but I can only give so much in a short time." The man said sincerely.

I froze for a moment, and suddenly felt a little unaccustomed, because this was the first time I opened a business and received money for the first time.

Although this feeling made me a little awkward, I still collected the money.

Grandpa said that in our line of work, helping people change their lives, exorcising ghosts and exorcising evil spirits is something that taints our own fortunes, so it is only natural for us to get paid. We rely on our own ability to eat, so there is no shame in it.

However, there is a rule in our business, that is, no bargaining, all depends on the owner's money.

Generally speaking, the owner must be in trouble when it comes to things involving our magicians. When encountering this kind of thing, the owner will not be stingy, and the rewards are the most he can give, so we don't bargain.

"You're not in good spirits. Go back and have a good night's rest. I'll go to Jixiang Apartment tomorrow. Leave me your phone number. I'll let you know if there's any situation." I put away the money and said to the man.

The man nodded, thanked me non-stop, and walked out of the shop.

I looked at the money in the counter, and felt a little interesting. It turns out that our business is really profitable.

"Boss, it's not bad. It's a good start." The old man came over and looked at the 10 yuan in the counter.

I smiled, picked up the money and threw it to him. He took Xiaoyu's 10 yuan yesterday.

The old man took the money, laughed a few times, and put it in his pocket unceremoniously.

The wooden guy was sitting in the corner, holding his long black knife in his hand, looking out the window, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

If I didn't know him very well, I would definitely think this guy is a pretender, an extreme pretender who pretends to be cold and deep!

But I know that he is not pretending to be aggressive, but that he really has that virtue, and I don't know what he is thinking every day, whether his mind is tired or not.

"Boss, are you going to Jixiang Apartment tomorrow?" the old man asked me.

I nodded, the money has already been collected, and I must go to Jixiang Apartment, and the provocative words of the guy on the phone made me feel very uncomfortable.

I'm Jishui's underworld servant, dare to provoke me, I will definitely make him regret it.

"Which of you will go with me tomorrow?" I asked the old Taoist and Wood.

The wooden guy didn't move, like a real log, he didn't respond, and he didn't know if he heard it.

I glanced at him, sighed helplessly, and then looked at the old man.

The old man shrank his neck, laughed twice, and said, "Boss, don't look at me, you know me too. I don't know anything about spells and catching ghosts. It's not that the old man is timid. After that, I will hold you back, Boss."

I rubbed my brows, the old Taoist is telling the truth, he doesn't know how to spell, even if he goes, it's useless.

"I can go with you tomorrow, I am familiar with the place of Jixiang Apartment."

Just then, there was a voice at the door, and then a man in a white shirt walked in.

That guy was full of laziness, with a cigarette in his mouth, and a face that was extremely beautiful, prettier than most women.

Especially the laziness with which he walks makes his figure even more graceful.

He is the owner of the ramen restaurant, Duan Muqing.

"Boss, yes, it's only been a few days, and you hooked up with such a beautiful little girl?" The old man looked at Duanmuqing, his eyes straightened, and he whispered to me with a wretched face.

His voice was very low, but it was obvious that Duanmuqing had very good ears. He looked at the old man, spit the smoke from his mouth to the ground, blushed, pointed at the old man and said, "You are the bitch, you The whole family is women, I am a strong man, I have blinded you!"

The old Taoist stared at him dumbfounded, completely stupefied, firstly, he didn't expect this guy's ears to be so good, and secondly, he didn't expect this charming little lady to be a man!
Although Lao Dao is very wretched, he is a real straight man. He looked at Duanmu Qing and yelled in his heart, he was a fake mother, damn it, Dao Dao, I still wondered whether this guy's butt is up or not, it's disgusting ,Pooh!

The old man scolded himself in his heart, he didn't reply, he walked to the corner honestly, sat face to face with Mu Mu, and stared blankly together.

The old man couldn't figure out how there could be such a girl-like guy in this world.

"Have you dealt with everything at home?" I threw a cigarette to Duanmuqing.

He took the cigarette, lit it and took a puff, then nodded and said, "It's over, I think what you said makes sense, it's because my own obsession is too strong, I can't let my parents do it for me because of my obsession." They are not safe under the nine springs, so I sent them to the crematorium during the day, and then buried them in the ancestral grave."

I nodded, it's a good thing this guy figured it out, otherwise I would never go to that ramen restaurant again.

Because no one can accept that this guy manipulated the corpses of his parents to make ramen for you.

"I know the place of Jixiang Apartment. I have heard that it is a haunted house, but I have no time to go there. I will accompany you tomorrow." Duanmuqing said to me.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you." I nodded with a smile. He is a native of Jishui and is familiar with Jixiang Apartment, and he knows some spells. Although the power is not great, it is much stronger than the old man.

"Remember to call me tomorrow." He said, waved his hand, and walked out.

"Boss, how do you know this kind of fake girl? Do you have a problem with your orientation?" When Duanmuqing walked out, the old man finally couldn't help it, walked up to me and asked.

"Your fucking orientation is the only problem. He's just a friend."

But obviously, the old Taoist didn't really believe my words.

I didn't bother to pay attention to this guy who was full of obscene and dirty thoughts, so I went straight to the second floor.

"Boss, I believe you old man, but I don't trust that guy, you have to be careful when you're with him, don't let him bend over!" The old man downstairs said to me earnestly.

Early the next morning, I went to Duanmuqing's ramen restaurant, ate a bowl of ramen first, and then went straight to Jixiang Apartment by car with him.

Jixiang Apartment is located in the western suburbs of Jishui. It is a three-storey building with a yard outside that is full of weeds.

Duanmuqing and I got off the car at the door and looked inside, only to see that the exterior wall of the apartment was very mottled. The whole building is a cement building, which looks at least 30 to [-] years old.

The inside of the corridor is pitch black, giving people a strong sense of depression, as if there is a pair of eyes staring at you tightly in the darkness.

Looking at my dark corridor, I frowned slightly, because I had a very strong feeling that something was really staring at us.

And at this moment, a palm rested on my shoulder, and the skin on that hand was dry and wrinkled, like a piece of dead tree bark.

(End of this chapter)