Yin marriage stays together: the chaebol's husband is a ghost

Chapter 32 Accidental Discovery
The Taoist priest walked in first, and then the leading man also walked in under the protection of the one-eyed man and two bodyguards, and the remaining two bodyguards were guarding the exit.

"Are these people people or ghosts? Why isn't Xue Xiu here?" Ning Luo muttered, and turned around to see Bei Minggu's face was a little colder than before. She was a little surprised, "You know them?"

"My third uncle!"

I heard that there are people raising little ghosts in this place before, but Bei Minggu never thought it would be his third uncle, and he even sent a little ghost to the BM chaebol building tonight, and accidentally took him away to give to the Kang Corporation. Group fake copywriting.

Heh, the third uncle is very eager to replace him. He can't harm him by all means, and can't take away the wealth and power of the BM chaebol.
Ning Luo was shocked, "The legendary gang boss, Bei Mingxiao?"

Although she was only a student, she had heard about these famous figures, but she hadn't seen them.

Bei Minggu sneered, "The boss of the gangster? Oh, that's already a thing of the past."

The corner of Ning Luo's mouth twitched, "Do you disagree?" Bei Minggu's sneer and expression were too evil, she could guess with just a glance, and power struggles are so common in big families.

Bei Minggu didn't answer her, and with a flash, he brought her into the entrance. The two bodyguards who were guarding outside only felt something floating in front of them. They looked left and right vigilantly with their guns in their hands, but found nothing suspicious. I thought it was a leaf that fell from the tree.

Entering the entrance, there is a long section of stone steps extending downwards. Except for the moonlight shining down from the entrance, the bottom is pitch black and there is no light at all.

However, Bei Minggu's speed was very fast, and he had reached the bottom of the stone steps in the blink of an eye. There were lights inside. To Ning Luo's surprise, it turned out to be a small square tomb.

Bei Minggu stopped at the bottom of the stone steps, quickly disappeared into the shadows, and whispered, "Stay close to me!"

close?

"Well……"

It's so hard to die, just now Bei Minggu's lips were attached to her ear, she turned her head up without warning, and their lips instantly stuck together.

Ning Luo's bright eyes widened instantly!
"Who?" Bei Mingxiao pricked up his ears vigilantly, and glanced at the entrance, "Poisonous eyes!"

The one-eyed man named Poison Eye standing on his left, loaded the pistol with a "click" and quickly came to the bottom steps very agilely.

Ning Luo suddenly became nervous, and subconsciously wanted to push Bei Minggu away and run up.

Bei Minggu's deep black eyes flowed with a cold undercurrent, he put his arms around her waist with one hand, grabbed her head with the other forcefully, and quickly kissed her lips forcefully, preventing her from making any sound.

Then, the body retreated, and the whole body was hidden in the stone layer, and Ning Luo was also pulled in.

Poison Eye pointed the pistol at their hiding place, the Spike flashlight shone it, and then shone it on the stairs. After repeatedly confirming that there was no suspicious person, he turned around and reported, "Third Master, there is no one, we must have misheard just now. gone."

"Be careful, I don't want these things to be discovered before they are developed." Bei Mingxiao warned coldly.

"Yes, third master."

"Did that kid get back what I wanted?" Bei Mingxiao turned to look at the Taoist priest.

At this time, Bei Minggu, who had been hidden in the stone layer, took a step forward quietly, and the two reappeared in the dark place at the corner of the stone staircase. Seeing that he was still kissing her, Ning Luo blamed him for taking advantage of her again , angrily opened his mouth and bit his lips.

Bei Minggu let her go.

Ning Luo glared at him, turned his head slightly, and finally saw the situation inside. There were four sets of coffins on display at the bottom of the wall on the left. The third child) was sitting on the Taishi chair, two men in black were standing behind him carrying the latest micro-sound submachine guns, and the one-eyed man was standing on his left, holding a silenced pistol in his hand.

And the Taoist priest was gesticulating in the air with a mahogany sword, and then a little ghost jumped out from the wall, and obediently handed a document to the Taoist priest.

Ning Luo recognized that this brat was the one pasted on the glass of the BM chaebol's bathroom.

The Taoist passed the document to Third Ming, who turned to the signature of the document, looked at it carefully, and then listened to Poison Eye and asked, "Third Master, Master Xiqiao has tried it out and said that Young Master Gu You are still alive, why do you still need to get the document to check the signature? Don't you trust Master Xiqiao? "

Ming Lao San did not answer.

It wasn't that he couldn't trust Mu Xiqiao, but that the matter was too strange. If Bei Minggu hadn't died, why did he say he was sick at home during this period, and he couldn't let outsiders visit him? If he was really seriously ill, he should have lived in a hospital, not at home.

So he has two guesses: one is that Bei Minggu is dead, and the old man asked someone to pretend to be the Bei Minggu who said he was sick at home; a ghost!

He placed someone in the BM chaebol, and learned that during this period of time, the company's major projects were still judged by Bei Minggu himself, and the documents were sent to Longwan Emperor Court for his signature, and then transferred back to the boss's office, so Ming Laosan wanted to see See if this signature is true or not.

However, the signature of this document is indeed from Bei Minggu.

Ming Lao San handed the document to the Taoist priest again with a cold face, "You said that you will know if this document has passed through the hands of a ghost."

"Yes." The Taoist took it with confidence, put it between his nose and sniffed it, his brows furrowed, and the furrow deepened as he sniffed, "This document has at least passed through the hands of five ghosts. In addition to the little ghost we raised, it has passed through the hands of at least four ghosts."

"That is to say, Bei Minggu is a ghost?" Ming Laosan couldn't hide his excitement, as long as Bei Minggu became a ghost, he had plenty of ways to make Bei Minggu's soul fly away.

The Taoist thought for a while, but shook his head, "If it passed through the hands of two ghosts, I can be sure that Bei Minggu is a ghost, but now it has passed through the hands of five ghosts..."

"How?" Ming Lao San asked.

"I don't think Bei Minggu is... dead."

The Taoist analyzed, "Third Master, think about it, if Bei Minggu is already a ghost, according to his shrewdness when he was alive, how could he not have thought that a ghost can do many things instead of a human, and how could he put the copy in such an easy to be taken away?" After all, our corpse was killed by someone a few days ago, and it was shot!"

(End of this chapter)