At the beginning of the trillion coins, the ghosts are all my employees

that's it.

The ghost hand driver became Yi Yuan's third contract ghost for no apparent reason.

No, strictly speaking a full-time driver.

The reason why Yi Yuan wants to contract it is mainly because of its particularity.

Taxi and ghost driver are one.

A car with unlimited power that can go up to 300 yards without refueling.

Who can't love?
In the future, feed some ghost puzzles, cursed items and so on.

Maybe it can grow into a supercar with a speed of 3000 yards per hour!
Just thinking about it, the taxi has already arrived at the destination.

The ghost driver stopped the car: "Boss, we're here."

"Are you going to take the car later? Am I waiting for you here or..."

Yi Yuan smiled slightly: "Of course I can't let my beloved employee wait here, let's go back and rest first!"

The voice just fell.

The astonished ghost driver disappeared in an instant along with the taxi.

After picking up his mood, Yi Yuan immediately ran into the old residential building.

The body of the big-headed monster baby downstairs was gone, leaving only some dried blood on the ground.

After a brief glance, he went up to the second floor.

Not surprising.

In the horror world, like this ready-made highly nutritious "free food".

It will soon be carve up by nearby ghosts.

After all, not all ghosts have wisdom and know how to make money and spend money.

The second floor.

The two red clothes who were talking suddenly stopped.

Wang Batian turned his head to look at the stairs: "The kid is back."

The proprietress Hongyue followed her eyes, and her eyes softened a little.

End of corridor.

Yi Yuan hurried over with a few bundles of white candles in his arms.

"There are only so many in total, and it can last for about 8 hours."

After he finished speaking hastily, he opened the door and walked in.

Inside the house, the last candle in the imp's hand was about to burn out.

Seeing this situation, Yi Yuan quickly lit a new candle and handed it to it.

The proprietress Hongyue outside the door looked at her son with distressed eyes.

Sensing Hongyue's emotional changes, Wang Batian comforted: "It's good to have 8 hours, maybe we can find a solution."

After dealing with the little ghost's situation, Yi Yuan walked out of the house.

"Finally stabilized for the time being..."

The proprietress of the Red Moon Hotel said hoarsely: "Is there any way to completely eradicate the curse?"

Yi Yuan shook his head: "That's not a curse, but something they call hatred."

He also knew little about hatred.

In the previous life, he was busy with tasks and worried about life and death.

I know there is such an organization, but it's just a rumor.

That evil organization hides very deep.

If you don't take the initiative to dig it out, it's like it doesn't exist.

But when you look at it, you will find that it is everywhere!
And the deeper the contact, the more jealous you will feel.

Originally, Yi Yuan thought that collecting all the remaining body parts of Doudou and finding Wang Batian would be enough to challenge Dongcheng Hospital.

However, it was only now that he discovered that the water there was far deeper than he had imagined.

If you act rashly, you will only hit your head badly.

The only advantage is that the opponent is in the light and he is in the dark.

This is a factor that can be exploited.

"Boy, I believe you must have a solution." Wang Batian looked at Yi Yuan with piercing eyes.

I don't know when it started, it has completely trusted Yi Yuan.

Looking at the warm and familiar eyes, Yi Yuan hesitated for a moment and said:

"I do have an idea, if it succeeds, it should be postponed for a while."

After hearing his words, Hongyue's proprietress's eyes lit up with hope again.

But Wang Batian was impatient: "Whenever it's time, don't keep it up, just say it!"

Cleared his throat.

Yi Yuan said solemnly: "Since the white candle can make it retreat, it means that those things also have the characteristics of ghosts."

"The real difficulty lies in how to suppress those distorted faces without hurting the kid."

"I also have something called a coffin nail, which can put a ghost into a state of suspended animation. As long as it is not pulled out, this effect will continue forever, which is much better than a white candle."

"The best result, the coffin nails effectively suppressed the face, and the kid returned to normal."

"Generally, the coffin nails put Face and the kid into a state of suspended animation at the same time."

"The worst result, the coffin nails put the kid in a state of suspended animation, but the face is not affected."

After this speech, the scene fell into silence.

The proprietress of the Red Moon Hotel struggled a little with her eyes, and her voice was hoarse: "Which outcome do you think has the greatest probability?"

The two red-clothed listened intently to a player's analysis.

If I say this, I am afraid that people will be regarded as a lunatic.

Yet that is the truth.

Neither Wang Batian nor the proprietress Hongyue can make up his mind.

Yi Yuan paused and said, "The maximum probability is one or two, and the possibility of the third result is very small."

Since white candles do their job, there's no reason the stronger coffin nails should fail.

After careful deliberation.

The proprietress of Hongyue finally decided to give it a try.

It does not believe in this remark, but comes from the confidence in Yi Yuan.

Although Yi Yuan at the moment seems to be kind and deceitful.

But it has seen another side of him, an existence that makes even the soul tremble!

For insurance purposes.

Yi Yuan asked the mother and son to have a good talk in the room.

Say what you want to say, what you should say.

Now that you have decided to use coffin nails, it doesn't matter if the white candle burns faster.

corridor.

Wang Batian said: "Boy, you always seem to be full of confidence."

"No, I used to be so unconfident that I even needed your protection to survive."

"Here comes this set of future theories again..."

"Old squad leader, I've confessed everything I need to say to you. I'm leaving after dealing with the matter of Hongyue boss's wife's son. This time I decided not to forcefully ask for a contract with you."

"Because, maybe it's the most correct choice for you to stay here."

The mission on Yi Yuan's body was too heavy, and he promised to seek justice for those victims.

And this road must be extremely dangerous.

The old buddy is different from Doudou and Su Zhe, it has nothing to do with all this.

Shouldn't be involved.

The conversation suddenly changed, and Wang Batian was at a loss for words.

At this time, Hongyue's proprietress came out of the room.

The heart-to-heart conversation between mother and child ended faster than expected.

It is also possible that they have already communicated when they first met.

Yi Yuanchao Hongyue's proprietress nodded slightly, and walked into the room.

The kid in the corner looked at him with watery eyes: "Brother, Mom said you can cure me, will it hurt?"

"No, it will be fine soon..."

Crouching in front of the kid, Yi Yuan smiled and patted its head.

Then he took out two pitch-black coffin nails, and quickly nailed them into its body while the imp wasn't paying attention.

The Hongyue proprietress at the door watched this moment nervously.

The candle flickered.

The kid slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

And what comes next is the most critical.

Yi Yuan extinguished the candle, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after waiting for a long time.

It worked!
The wailing face did not come alive, and entered a state of suspended animation together with the kid.