Inheriting the old celestial master at the beginning, invite me out of the supernatural bureau

The purple-gold thunderbolts and beards were intertwined, like a huge spider web weaving, covering the entire room.

The lightning was dazzling, and in an instant, there was only a white rainbow in front of my eyes.

Wait until the white rainbow falls.

All kinds of fierce ghosts and ghosts that filled the room just now have all been wiped out!

[You killed an E-level ghost, and gained points: 500]

[You killed a D-level ghost, and you got points: 1000]

[You killed a D-level ghost, and you got points: 1000]

[You killed a C-level ghost and gained points: 4500]

……

Many system prompts sounded.

The number of Zhang Qingxuan's points soared to [-]!

Subtracting the original [-] points, Zhang Qingxuan directly got [-] points this time!

Not bad!

very good!

Zhang Qingxuan's mouth curled into a smile, and he clapped his hands.

[Ask for flowers, monthly tickets, evaluation tickets, and comment support! ].

051: It's okay to be friends, but the price of the house cannot be raised! [8 more monthly tickets]

Qin Yan sat paralyzed on the ground, completely dumbfounded.

She could clearly see the terrifying thunder and lightning that filled the room just now.

The shock in her heart made her even forget the piercing pain in her feet.

"Miss Qin..."

Zhang Qingxuan turned his head and looked behind him, wanting to talk to Qin Yan.

Seeing Qin Yan sitting on the ground, he frowned a little and walked up.

I thought she was injured.

Zhang Qingxuan heaved a sigh of relief after keenly noticing that her left foot of Hei Sixia was swollen into a steamed bun, which was in stark contrast to the other slender ankle, which should have been sprained.

He squatted in front of her, grabbed her calf without a trace of fat due to long-term yoga and exercise, and took off the black high heel with a red bottom.

Qin Yan didn't recover from the shock, so he didn't resist much, but just watched Zhang Qingxuan grabbing his left leg in a daze.

"Misplaced, bear with it."

Zhang Qingxuan gently squeezed Lao Gao's swollen ankle, and after judging the reason, said something to Qin Yan.

However, after all, he didn't give Qin Yan any chance to react. As soon as the words fell on his hands, he gently lifted them upwards.

With a click that could be felt, the dislocated ankle was pushed back.

Before pressing reset, Zhang Qingxuan slightly paralyzed Qin Yan's ankle with a weak thunderbolt.

But even so, the piercing pain still made her gasp.

But it was just a gasp, that's all.

As for her flushed eyes, and the tears falling down...

Not because of this piercing pain in the ankle.

It was because she knew that at that moment, Zhang Qingxuan solved all her troubles!

She is neither dead...

All the ghosts in this haunted house have also been wiped out...

Next, she can sell the house with peace of mind and get back her backlog of funds...

That is to say...

Everything will be fine!

"Be patient for a while, it won't hurt after a while."

Zhang Qingxuan thought she was in pain, so he opened his mouth to comfort her, kneaded her ankle, and injected a touch of Yuan Qi.

Yuan Qi did relieve a lot of pain, but she was not crying because of the pain, the tears did not stop at all, she just looked up at Zhang Qingxuan, and Lihua said "thank you" sincerely with rain.

Once there is an outlet for emotions, they will burst out uncontrollably.

As if there was a lump in her throat, Qin Yan choked up and confided all her experiences to Zhang Qingxuan. The more she talked, the more her eyes became cloudy with tears. The tears hung on that pretty face like broken beads, making people feel pitiful.

Zhang Qingxuan smiled without saying a word, and listened silently, only occasionally speaking to comfort this hard-fated but strong woman.

And while they were talking.

The jet black covering the windows slowly faded away, the bright sunlight outside the windows fell into the house, and the chill in the house began to be gradually dispelled.

Zhang Qingxuan walked to the window and pushed it open.

The warm autumn wind blows in.

Pointing at the sun outside the window, he turned his head and said with a smile: "The darkness will always dissipate. The sun will always be there, but he is occasionally in a place you can't see."

Qin Yan, who had tears in his eyes, looked at the sunlight outside and narrowed his eyes a little.

The sun shines into the house.

It seemed to shine into her heart.

A smile finally appeared on the corner of her mouth, looked at Zhang Qingxuan's side face, and said, "Mr. Zhang, can we be friends?"

Zhang Qingxuan was noncommittal, and smiled brightly: "It's okay to be friends, but the price of this house cannot be raised."

Qin Yan snorted and laughed dumbly.

052: Li Wanli called, Chen Daorong ran away! [9 more monthly tickets]

The young Taoist helped the woman onto the elevator.

A young woman who seldom had such close contact with the opposite sex felt that the temperature in the elevator had risen inexplicably.

She recalled the scene where her exquisite little feet were held in the hands of the young Taoist just now, and that angle, he saw so many beautiful scenery, the temperature on her face began to rise involuntarily.

Fortunately, when she felt that her face must have turned so red that she couldn't face to see others.

With a ding, the elevator door opened.

The coolness in the corridor soothed some unreasonable restlessness in her heart. With the support of the young Taoist priest, the two walked out of the community, took a taxi, and after collecting some materials, they came to the real estate bureau and carried out the real estate transfer. .

Of course, after the transfer of ownership, it is natural to go to the bank.

According to common sense, it is to pay first, and then transfer.

But because they were on the way, they simply went to the real estate bureau first.

Naturally, she wasn't worried that after the transfer, the young Taoist priest would not give her money.

After transferring the account at the bank counter, the company still had a lot of things to deal with. The woman dragged along a lot, but she still had a limp left leg and parted ways.

Before leaving, she repeatedly told the young Taoist priest that she would definitely thank him after she finished solving the matter.

grateful?

How can I thank you?

Is this thankful?

……

Zhang Qingxuan stood outside the bank door, looking at the bank card balance in the text message.

The last time the Ghost Bureau transferred 300 million. The money he had saved over the years was almost 30, which added up to a total of 330 million.

Now 320 million has been transferred in one go, leaving only [-].

He said that he didn't feel distressed, it must be impossible.

But, it's just a little bit.

After all, buying this house is super cost-effective.

Moreover, it's just money, spend it, and earn it again.

Zhang Qingxuan was very clear.

With my current ability, making money is easy.

And at this moment, Zhang Qingxuan's cell phone rang, and the caller ID showed an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, that one?"

After picking up the phone, Zhang Qingxuan asked.

"Xiao Daoist, it's me, I'm Li Wanli."

Li Wanli's voice rang through the receiver.

The tone of his voice was full of deep panic, and one could hear a serious sense of mental tension.

Hearing this, Zhang Qingxuan's eyes suddenly brightened.

When Li Wanli called, he could guess the reason without even thinking about it.

That means...

Ah!

Zhang Qingxuan asked indifferently: "So it's Chairman Li, what's your business?"

"Little Daoist, my father really came to look for me. I called to ask Little Daoist to help me..."

Li Wanli noticed Zhang Qingxuan's unfriendly tone, but he still said bravely.

"Is your father looking for you?"

Zhang Qingxuan sneered: "Didn't the Master Chen that Chairman Li believed said that what I said was all nonsense? Now that the nonsense I said has come true, Chairman Li, shouldn't you go to that Master Chen to help you?"

"Then Master Chen, he ran away..."

Li Wanli almost cried, whether it was because of anger or panic.

"Ran?"

Zhang Qingxuan let out a oh with interest.

Li Wanli tremblingly said: "Xiao Daoist, it was because I didn't know Taishan before, I didn't listen to you, and I offended you, I apologize to you, please, please save me, as long as you can save me , I, I will also give you 1000 million, you give me the card number, and I will transfer it to you now..."

"Five million!"

Zhang Qingxuan sighed with a smile, and said: "To bury your father, 1000 million, to save Chairman Li's life, is also 1000 million, that is to say, the price of Chairman Li's life is the same as the price of burying a coffin same……"

"That's not as good as this."

Zhang Qingxuan's tone was suddenly cold: "Chairman Li, you transfer the money to me. After you die, I will help you bury your body in a treasure land of geomantic omen!"

Li Wanli, who was fidgeting on the other end of the phone, almost fell off the sofa.

Chen Daorong said with great certainty that all of that was his illusion.

But it was in the middle of the night after Chen Daorong left.

He woke up inexplicably again.

I opened my eyes and took a look.

His old man was standing beside his bed.

Before he could speak, he grabbed his neck.