General: Start The Demon King, Get The Editing System

The next day, after Ma Zhen and his party escorted Xia Feng back to the new city, they went on a mission.

And the super long vacation has only been two days, and there is nothing to do.

"Okay, we can finally get down to business now."

In the funeral hall, Xia Feng said with a solemn face.

"What's the business?"

Zhao Xiyu just came out of the bathroom and was slightly stunned.

"Of course it is, to the mortuary!"

Xia Feng looked at the super invincible beautiful girl in front of him, "You don't think that I let you live in the funeral club for nothing, right?"

"Yesterday, Aunt Zhang from Building No. 5 suddenly died violently, and the body will be sent back later, so prepare first."

Hearing this, Zhao Xiyu's face changed.

"Can I not do it?"

"What do you say?"

The harmless smile on Xia Feng's face made her sigh.

Just at this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Look, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive."

Xia Feng opened the door and couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the comer.

Chen Linger was wearing denim shorts, her white and tender long legs were extremely eye-catching, and her black vest exposed her delicate collarbones, and with her neat short hair, she was a young and beautiful girl.

"Why are you here?"

Chen Linger took off her headphones and hung her hair behind her ears: "The mission has changed, and after the organization learned that a ghost head was eyeing you, it sent me to protect your safety."

With that, Chen Linger went straight around him, leaving a wisp of incense and walked into the room.

"How did she come back?"

When Zhao Xiyu saw the girl, a flash of alertness flashed in her eyes.

"They organized her to protect me, and it was a lot of things."

Xia Feng sat back on the sofa a little helplessly, "Hey, I don't need your protection, and our funeral club doesn't raise idlers, you hurry back."

Chen Linger sat in place, did not move

, but saw her expressionless and said: "In addition to the protection, the organization also sent me to help you enter the household registration of the awakened person, and pay you 20,000 yuan a month for nutrition."

"Oh."

Hearing this, Xia Feng was full of excitement: "Actually, I was stubborn just now, we need your protection too much."

Zhao Xiyu had a black line: "Is your bottom line so low, 20,000 a month will send you away?" "

What is a low bottom line?"

Xia Feng said angrily: "I call this bottom line flexible, you don't understand!"

"Ling'er, since you want to protect me, does that mean living here?"

Xia Feng asked tentatively.

"Naturally."

Chen Linger nodded and added: "Although the nutrition fee of 20,000 yuan will be credited to your account from this month, there is a three-month trial period, I will be responsible for the inspection, and if there is a problem, the money will be stopped."

"Uh..." Xia

Feng's eyelids jumped, and a chrysanthemum-like smile appeared on his face: "Then we just have three rooms here, so you go sleep in the one where my father lived, right?"

"I don't think that's good."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiyu actually interjected.

She explained patiently: "Although your father has disappeared, his life and death have not yet been determined, if he comes back one day and sees his house being occupied, the old man's heart will be uncomfortable." "

Oh? Sledgehammer, what about your opinion?

Xia Feng nodded and asked.

Ahem.

Zhao Xiyu coughed twice: "Just let Chen Linger live in my room." I'll make do with it and share a room with you.

After saying this, there was a short silence in the funeral hall.

Zhao Xiyu lowered his head and fiddled with the orange in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

"No need."

Chen Linger shook her head and immediately said flatly: "It stands to reason that observation is to be close to him twenty-four hours a day, and I can sacrifice myself for the task and sleep in a bed with him."

"Still sleeping in a bed?!"

Zhao Xi smiled in a tone: "You really treat this place as your home?"

"Aren't you too?"

Chen Linger glanced at her.

"Yes?" Zhao Xiyu straightened his chest: "We have a special relationship. "

Although the contractual relationship is also a special relationship, but Zhao, your words will make others misunderstand!

The two sandwiched the summer wind in the middle and looked at each other, their eyes seemed to flash with knife light.

"Okay!"

Xia Feng really couldn't stand this breathless atmosphere.

"I'll help you clean up Daddy's room later, anyway, the others are gone, don't you wait for the empty room to be haunted?"

He decided.

Grandma's, the woman this thing is indeed a flood beast.

It's okay to put one up, isn't it top torture to put two together?

After Chen Linger was silent for a moment, she asked, "What is the situation of the dad you just said?" It

just so happened that Xia Feng also wanted to ask her if she had a ghost weapon that could erase a person without a trace.

After all, an organization with such a strong capture must know more than ordinary ghost hunters.

Tell Chen Linger about the strange things that happened to her father, who fell into deep thought.

"As far as I know, this kind of ghost weapon exists."

Her words made Xia Feng's eyes shine.

There are too many mysteries on Xia Ye's body, including Zhao Xiyu who was sent over for no apparent reason, and a series of strange things that happened recently.

Xia Feng vaguely felt that Xia Ye had an inevitable connection with the profession of mortician.

He must find the truth about Natsuno's disappearance.

"This kind of ghost weapon is generally extremely powerful, and the user also has to pay a great price."

"However, my authority is too low, and I know very little about it, I am afraid that only some of the seniors who have captured it know a thing or two."

Hearing this, Xia Feng sighed.

In other words, this capture itself must be a trip.

"Actually, I've been feeling that way lately."

The silent Zhao Xiyu spoke: "My connection with the whole world seems to be becoming less and less. "

It has been said that true death is not the cessation of life.

The moment you are forgotten by the whole world, it is the real death.

"Maybe it's related to the Undertaker's contract."

Xia Feng thought for a moment and spoke.

Whether it is Zhao Xiyu, who lost his memory before his death, or Xia Ye, who was erased from his life.

It's all something he has to investigate.

At this moment, the door of the funeral club was suddenly pushed open.

"Huh? Unlocked door? Zhou

Yi walked in with a pot of chicken soup.

When she saw the two girls sitting next to Xia Feng, she was slightly stunned, and the loss on her face flashed.

"Xiaofeng, sister, sister doesn't know that someone from your family is coming."

She was a little flustered for a while, and her eyes quickly swept away: "You can take this chicken soup and drink it, replenish your body more."

Zhou Yi hurriedly put the chicken soup on the table, and stopped talking.

"Xiaofeng, you are still in the stage of growing your body, there are some things, you must be restrained."

With that, she ran out in a panic.

"Oh me, sister is not what you think!"

Xia Feng stretched out his hand and sighed helplessly.

He knew that Sister Zhou had completely misunderstood.

However, before he could catch up and explain, the icy air pressure made his tiger body shake.

The two girls were staring at him without blinking, with a stingy smile on their faces:

"There are a lot of goji berries in it, you come and drink it."