Soul Eater

Emperor Gaozong retreated again and again, and fell to the ground, as if he had received a major blow.

He murmured in disbelief: "...the people are the masters of the country?"

He stayed in the mausoleum for 1000 years, only knowing that the outside world is constantly changing, and the masters of the country are constantly changing, but he never imagined that there is no emperor outside.

"Your Majesty!!" Seeing his devastated expression, the two ghosts shouted in unison.

Emperor Gaozong looked like he was about to cry: "Let's go, I want to be alone."

His attitude was so firm that the long-tongued ghost and the twisted-faced female ghost had no choice but to stand up, turn around every step, and walked towards Xiao Siming reluctantly.

The two of them died in a tragic way, so they looked rather scary, with a thick and lingering black aura on their bodies.Even after knowing their sad experiences, the policemen took a few steps back vigilantly.

The curator couldn't help turning his gaze to Captain Li.

Li Dui used to be a staunch materialist fighter, but that was all in the past, and now he seems to have been reshaped the world view.

He looked at the long tongue that couldn't be retracted in the mouth of the long-tongued ghost in horror, and silently said "I can't back down, I am the people's policeman". Righteousness.

Li Dui, a dedicated people's policeman, strode forward and interrogated the ghost with a stern tone: "You two... two ghosts, why are you making trouble in the back kitchen?!"

He also watched the surveillance video of the back kitchen in the afternoon. At that time, he thought it must be man-made, and he also sneered at the ghost image captured in the corner. Looking at it now, isn't that ghost image in front of him with distorted facial features? Female ghost!

There was a trace of apology on the female ghost's face, probably because she knew that she was finally going to be reincarnated, and she had a good attitude of admitting her mistakes: "I am ashamed, Your Majesty said that your chef's cooking is too unpalatable, even inferior to the handyman in the imperial dining room. I want to warn you guys."

Curator: "..." The place that has always been proud of has been ruthlessly trampled on.

"Don't worry, this kind of thing won't happen in the future." The female ghost suddenly remembered something, and asked the curator with some fear: "I don't have much money now, do I need to pay the plate money before I can reincarnate?"

"You don't need to pay," the curator smiled reluctantly, "it should have no effect on reincarnation."

They are all ghosts that have been floating for 1000 years, and the burial objects in the mausoleum have also been handed over to the country by archaeologists. What compensation will it get?Do you want to make life difficult for a few plates and ghosts?

After the female ghost knew that she didn't need to pay compensation, she was very happy, and said to herself that after 1000 years, people in the world are so easy to get along with now.

When she was tortured by cooking, many ordinary people came to watch. The common people did not understand royal affairs. They simply saw that the former favorite concubine was favored by the new emperor. Honesty is not bewitched, and he is so ruthless that he will execute such a beautiful woman in public.

When she was thrown into the cauldron for cooking, the three-year-olds onlookers applauded.

Recalling the past, she felt pain in her heart, and the feeling of being cooked seemed to come back.

Seeing blood and tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, Ruan Yang hurriedly took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed them over.

"Thank you little Daoist," the female ghost took it politely. After wiping away her tears, she looked at the tissue in her hand with curiosity, "It's so soft."

Her affection for the present world was getting higher and higher, and she even took the initiative to propose to Xiao Siming: "Master, send me a concubine... send me to reincarnate."

It was actually not an easy task to make Xiao Siming voluntarily give up the rations.

But Ruan Yang looked at him eagerly from the side. For Xiao Siming, this look was much more beneficial than eating two thousand-year-old ghosts.

He raised his hand and made a tactic, and after a ray of light went down, the black mud-like things on the two ghosts were immediately dispelled, and their terrifying appearances gradually returned to normal.

As Emperor Gaozong's favored concubine, the female ghost was indeed beautiful and graceful, with graceful manners.

After saving the two ghosts, Xiao Siming was about to send them into the underworld, when two very slender golden lights rushed out from the bodies of the two ghosts and flew into Xiao Siming's body.

He paused, his eyes a bit complicated.

This is actually the golden light of merit.

There are many Taoist priests in the world running around all day long, eliminating demons and defending Taoism.Among them, there are many magic sticks pretending to be gods and ghosts. They just want to deceive people for money. The Taoist priests who really practice Taoism all want to get rid of demons and defend the Tao to obtain this golden light of merit.

When the golden light of merit has accumulated a lot, it can even compete with the way of heaven.

However, this is the first time for Xiao Siming to see this thing with his own eyes. After all, what he does most of the time is devour, and it cannot be regarded as a real way of exorcising demons and defending the way.

What's more, he was born in the netherworld, he pursued his origin, and he is a thing that is with the heaven and the earth, and he does not care about this kind of merit.

Xiao Siming changed his mind and called Ruan Yang over.

Ruan Yang was staring at the pretty face of the female ghost, when he suddenly heard Xiao Siming calling him, he felt a little guilty of being caught climbing the wall.

He recovered his senses and looked at Xiao Siming, thinking that Mr. Xiao was the prettiest, he was not only delicate but also elegant.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Xiao, who had a dusty look in his eyes, stretched a hand straight into his chest.

Ruan Yang: "???"

However, Xiao Siming didn't seem to feel the pain, and he didn't even frown. After a few breaths, he pulled out two thin golden threads from his chest cavity.

Ruan Yang stood on tiptoe, looked left and right to confirm that there was no wound on Xiao Siming's chest, and couldn't help but feel miraculous.

Xiao Siming motioned him to stretch out his hand.

Ruan Yang did so, and found that Xiao Siming put the two golden threads on his hand.

Before Ruan Yang looked carefully at what it was, the two golden threads sank into his palm.

He sighed in surprise: "What is this?"

Xiao Siming stared at the fluffy curly hair on his head, and said softly, "A little benefit."

This golden light of merit is not of much use to him, but it is just right for Ruan Yang.

Ruan Yang is still a mortal body at present, if there are evil spirits staring at him but he can't take care of him, the golden light of merit can protect him from evil spirits.

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After sending away the ghost, only one ghost of Emperor Gaozong remained in the exhibition hall.

He stood in front of the display case of the dragon robes, staring blankly at his golden dragon robes.

Thinking of the phrase that the people are the masters of the country, he couldn't help feeling sad-"I don't want to go to reincarnation!"

Wei Xuan: "?? If you don't go to reincarnate, where are you going to stay?"

When asked by him, Gaozong with an old face actually answered him very childishly: "I don't care!"

Emperor Gaozong was used to being rich and honored all his life, and he really couldn't accept the gap brought about by reality.

His attitude is so stubborn, the problem is more difficult to solve.

The emperor's soul is different from that of ordinary people. They don't want to enter reincarnation after death, and there is no way to force them.

According to human understanding, it is to open a privileged nail account.

But no matter what, it's not a big deal for a ghost to let it stay in the world like this.

When Wei Xuan was in distress, Xiao Siming suddenly stepped forward.

"...You don't want to eat him, do you?"

Gaozong's body trembled, and he kept stepping back: "You, you, don't come close to me!"

Xiao Siming narrowed his eyes: "Don't want to reincarnate?"

Gaozong looked at him with a little confidence, for fear that he would do something dangerous to himself again.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Siming's topic changed quickly: "Historical records record that you are an old man, can you cook?"

Gaozong: "..."

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Under the moonlight, Emperor Gaozong was in a trance.

When he was alive, he never thought that there would be a day when he bowed his head to life after his death.

He actually wants to be a cook for someone!What a humiliation.

The curator of the Liangxi Museum stood opposite him, feeling that life was unreal.

He was actually communicating with the emperor face to face!This is simply the highlight of a lifetime, isn't it?

He carefully looked at the expression of Emperor Gaozong in front of him, and asked cautiously: "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Emperor Gaozong regained his composure, remembered this important matter, and under the watchful eyes of the curator, he said slowly: "Zhen, I want to clear my name."

curator:"?"

"Historical records mostly smear me, and I want to tell the world that I am a wise emperor and a good emperor!"

There was light in his eyes, but the curator was a little ashamed.

"This... If you want to correct history, you can't do it overnight."

Gaozong frowned: "You can't do it?"

For the past few days, he was floating in the exhibition hall every day, watching the curator order his subordinates to restore the transparent walls that were smashed by him to their original state, and thought that this person was very powerful, so it turned out that he couldn't even ask the historian to revise the historical records?

In deep helplessness, Emperor Gaozong had no choice but to take the next best thing, and said coldly: "Then demote that woman who discredited me!"

"Smearing you?" The curator reacted: "Oh, you mean the explainer we hired!"

He pondered with some hesitation: "Well, that's actually a high-quality commentator specially hired by us, and he's still very popular. How about..."

One person and one ghost discussed in full swing.

Li Dui, a people's policeman, also felt that life was unreal.

He looked at the three of them who were slowly putting away the remaining talisman papers, with complicated expressions.

Xiao Chen said from the side: "Captain Li, do you still remember what you said an hour ago?"

Li Dui wiped his face: "What?"

Xiao Chen repeated: "An hour ago, you told the curator, 'With these few pieces of yellow paper, if you can prevent thieves, you'll be damned'."

Team Li: "...hehe."

Wasn't it just a ghost? There were still three of them, and the last one was subdued and served as a chef for someone who exorcises ghosts.

Ruan Yang noticed his gaze, was taken aback for a moment, and then waved to him very friendly.

After Xiao Siming noticed it, he also looked over. It was just a slight glance, but it felt like a blow to Dui Li's heart.

The heroic appearance of the other party in the exhibition hall not long ago was deeply engraved in his mind.

Before tonight, he only regarded these three people as warm-hearted citizens who passed by Wuxing Peak back then, and would help the police crack down on cults.

But now, Team Li couldn't help but wonder if those cults were beaten up by these people.

After hesitating again and again, he decided to go up and talk to the three of them.

"Several...masters." Li Dui couldn't call out that master, he said guiltily: "I was too stubborn before, but now I understand that everything exists for a reason. I can't blind myself, I still have to Get in touch with things that I don't know about in this world."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, and asked nervously: "Then before the Hongguang Sect was also the same as you..."

He hesitated to speak, but Wei Xuan shook his head and denied after knowing it: "No, they are real cults."

"That's good." Captain Li breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm still worried that I caught the wrong person."

Ruan Yang asked him curiously: "How are those Hongguang Sect people doing now?"

He still remembered that after the weasel was eaten by Xiao Siming, the master of Hongguang Sect immediately vomited blood and his face was very ugly.

"They all confessed their crimes. According to the law, they should be sentenced and educated." Captain Li paused, and then continued, "Oh, one of them is relatively young, and it is understood that he was tricked into coming in. , his parents hired a lawyer, and now they have come out and are assisting the community."

"It seems to be near you, maybe you can still see it."

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Bid farewell to the curator, three people and one ghost, and go home in the car driven by Mo Yu.

Gao Zong seemed to have left a deep shadow on Xiao Siming because of Xiao Siming's beating on his head, so he got into the car and got into the back seat.

At first, he was somewhat repulsed by this peculiar carriage, but later he couldn't bear the fact that the cushion was too soft and the backrest was too comfortable. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the seat while sitting, thinking that the carriage was dragged by something. It is smoother and more comfortable than my imperial chariot.And sitting inside can still see the scenery outside. Judging from the rapidly receding trees, this carriage is traveling faster than the fastest Maxima in the imperial horse farm.

Ruan Yang was a little sleepy. Although it was only a few minutes away, he fell asleep shortly after getting in the car.

From the corner of his eye, Xiao Siming caught a glimpse of a fluffy head, his eyes were as gentle as water, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently straighten him.

Mo Yu was driving the car, saw this picture through the rearview mirror, and finally couldn't help but communicate with Xiao Siming with his mind.

"Why did you bring an emperor back?"

Xiao Siming: "Bring it back and be a cook."

Mo Yu was puzzled: "Do we need a cook?"

Xiao Siming glanced at him: "You and Wei Xuan don't need it, but Ruan Yang does."

Mo Yu: "..."

At this moment, he suddenly understood why Wei Xuan said that the boss's recent double standards were too much.

It's really too much! !

The car slowly drove into the gate of the community, and was forced to stop before it reached the door of the house.

Ruan Yang woke up, squinted his eyes and looked ahead, and muttered softly: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Siming trimmed his hair for him.

In the middle of the night, there was actually an argument ahead.

The people living in this community are rich entrepreneurs and rich second generations. The rich and wealthy wives usually don’t need to do housework. After dinner, they take their pet dogs for a walk and then go back to sleep.

Herein lies the problem.The relationship between Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Li, who live in the same community, has never been harmonious. Their husbands run their own companies, but recently they are competing for the same project.

This directly caused the relationship between the two to become more and more tense. It's fine if they don't meet each other normally, but when they do meet, they will inevitably stop to make fun of each other.

And just today, when the two were sarcasm at each other, Taidi Zhang's father-in-law took this opportunity to have an improper relationship with Bomei, the mother of Tai Li's family.

By the time the two of them reacted, the two dogs had already joined together. After looking at each other for a while, the two couldn't help but began to swear at each other.

Mrs. Li picked up her Pomeranian, with an obviously angry expression: "Our Xiaoxue is only one year old! Do you know how pure its bloodline is?"

Mrs. Zhang actually knew she was wrong, but she was provoked by Mrs. Li's tone of disdain, and immediately turned back not to be outdone: "Who's blood is not pure? How do you know that it wasn't your Xiaoxue who seduced my Shuaishuai? Okay, okay, I'll go out for the money for the contraceptive injection?"

The two were arguing like this, and a thin and thin figure in the middle gave some persuasion from one end and coaxed from the other, without touching the ground: "Okay, okay, calm down, calm down, you are all neighbors, why are you so hostile?" Woolen cloth?"

Ruan Yang felt that the voice sounded familiar, so he lowered the car window and took a look. Sure enough, the person in front of him who was mediating with the two wives was Qingyun, whom they had chatted with Team Li not long ago.

His parents hired a lawyer to bail him out, but he is past school age, and the only skill he learned in Hongguangjiao is to help the community solve problems.

It's just that I didn't expect such a coincidence that not only did I meet Captain Li during this move, but I could also see this little Taoist priest again.

They were stuck in the middle of the road, and it was not convenient for Mo Yu's car to drive there, so they simply got out of the car and walked around.

When Ruan Yang and the others walked over, Qingyun had calmed Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Li's anger, and stood between them as a peacemaker: "Think about it, maybe the two of them are voluntary? Now we advocate free love, don't Be the patriarch of feudal autocracy. Why don't you take this opportunity to get married?"

Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Li didn't know whether she was persuaded by him or what, her voice gradually became quieter, and finally she walked home with the dog amicably.

As soon as Qingyun turned his head, he saw a row of acquaintances standing behind him.

Ruan Yang greeted him: "Master Qingyun, I didn't expect to see you here."

After the initial daze, Qingyun scratched her head a little shyly: "I'm working in the street here now, my name is no longer Qingyun, just call me Li Qingning."

Li Qingning is his real name.

At this time, the brilliance of socialism was shining in his eyes: "I have received strict ideological education, and I understand that what I have been doing in the past is the work of cults. There are no ghosts in this world. We should believe in materialism and believe in Marx. Be a staunch atheist."

Everyone: "..." I suddenly want to know, what have you experienced these days?

Their eyes coincidentally drifted to Emperor Gaozong who was at the side.

Several people were chatting, and Emperor Gaozong was floating around them, looking around curiously at these novel buildings.

Li Qingning noticed him and asked, "Who is this?"

Xiao Siming said concisely: "Gaozong."

Li Qingning suddenly realized: "Oh! Grandpa Gao, grandpa has good legs and feet. He looks like flying when he starts running. He must have been exercising a lot! There is a square dance troupe for the elderly here, are you interested in joining?"

Everyone: "..."

Emperor Gaozong looked back at him blankly: "Huh?"

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There is still an endless stream of tourists visiting the Liangxi Museum, even more than a few days ago.

According to the tourists who often come here to visit, they always saw a group of policemen watching around here a while ago. Although I did nothing wrong, I was still a little nervous and uneasy when I saw such a large group of policemen. Are there any terrorists around?

I can't even stop and visit.

One day they suddenly discovered that all the policemen had withdrawn, and the museum became the quiet place full of inheritance and culture before.

But then there were some strange comments on Dianping.

- Netizen xsmryszd: It's the second time I visited with my boyfriend!The overall construction style is very artistic. This time, the A exhibition area has a new theme, which is about Emperor Gaozong. I heard that all the cultural relics displayed are buried, and I learned a lot of historical knowledge.But why is the beautiful guide sister who came last time gone?The new guide is a grandpa in his 70s. Apart from speaking politely, he has a very good attitude towards us!The old man seems to have done a lot of research on Emperor Gaozong, and he explained to us in detail what we didn't understand. He very much doubted that the commentator was a loyal fan of Emperor Gaozong!

The curator was still not at ease when he saw the evaluation, so he decided to go and see for himself.

Seeing the curator coming, the security guard of exhibition hall A quickly stood up, and saw the curator waving to him, gesturing him to keep quiet, and then quietly looked at the explainer sitting in the corner.

The two girls walked in holding hands, and they were first attracted by the gorgeous and majestic dragon robes at the entrance.

A girl said: "Emperor Gaozong, I seem to have seen it in a history book."

Another said: "Really? I don't seem to have any impression."

"Would you like to search for it?"

After Baidu came out, the girls read out the content on the encyclopedia in a low voice: "This Emperor Gaozong is so stupid in his later years, and he favors treacherous ministers and concubines...is he so stupid?"

As soon as the words were finished, a man wearing a red hat came from the corner. He barely touched the ground with his feet, and floated directly behind the two girls.

"No, no, no."

The two girls were taken aback by him, and when they turned around, they realized that it was a kind-hearted old man.

The girl patted her chest and complained: "Grandpa, why are you walking so silently, you scared us!"

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This emperor has been enlightened all his life, knowledgeable and memorized. Don't misunderstand him!"

The curator secretly observing all this from the corner: "..."

Maybe this is, Wang Po sells melons, sells melons, and brags about herself.

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Gaozong's part-time job in the museum continued until the A exhibition area was replaced with a new theme.

The curator bowed almost [-] degrees before sending the Buddha away. Gaozong floated back to the villa and started his new job - chef.

At first, he was a little reluctant, but after taking Xiao Siming's slap on the head, he started to learn how to use modern kitchen utensils honestly.

Gaozong was bitter, but Gaozong didn't say anything.

He made four dishes and one soup in the evening, and because he was not very skilled in using the gas stove, he almost blew up the kitchen.

The fish soup was delicious, but Gaozong was very sad inside. He stood in the living room and shouted: "Dinner!"

Then he murmured to himself: "Without eaters, without food, how can I live this day..."

Sadness came from thinking about it, and Gaozong felt that he was almost depressed.

Ruan Yang is holding himself in the room to practice drawing symbols.

Originally moved to a new house, and living together with Mr. Xiao made him so happy that he couldn't sleep for several nights, but he likes to do things down-to-earth.Mr. Qu has ordered a peace talisman from him, and he will get this peace talisman first, and then go back and celebrate the cohabitation.

Wei Xuan pulled Mo Yu together, and stood at the door of his room, peeking through the crack of the door.

On Ruan Yang's desk, there was already a thick pile of no less than 300 scrapped spells.

"My darling," Wei Xuan exclaimed softly, "It took him two days to draw this? You must be a bit perverted!"

Even though he was a little unwilling, Mo Yu could only nod his head as those talismans were clearly in front of him.

Drawing talismans is actually a very energy-intensive task. Even for them, when they first learned talismans, it would be amazing to be able to draw twenty or thirty pieces a day.

Why did things become as simple as painting when Ruan Yang came here?

"Ah," Wei Xuan sighed a little sourly, "No wonder the boss is biased, Ruan Yang is more talented than us, it's maddening."

He felt that he had discovered the truth behind Xiao Siming's double standards during this period of time.

Mo Yu said suspiciously, "Is that so?"

Wei Xuan looked at him inexplicably: "Otherwise, why would it be?"

Mo Yu: "..." Facing the face of this straight man of steel, he actually felt that his thoughts were a bit dirty.

The two of them watched through the crack of the door, Ruan Yang didn't notice, and concentrated on drawing the spell in his hand.

The spell was done with one stroke, he picked up the talisman paper and shook it.

It's okay, I'm quite satisfied.

This is the most successful one he has drawn in the past two days. In order to draw this peace talisman, he has already drawn a faint pain on both sides of his temple.

Putting the dried talisman paper into the envelope, as soon as Ruan Yang raised his head, he saw two pairs of eyes staring at him through the crack of the door.

"...Brother Wei?" He was taken aback, "What are you doing standing here?"

Wei Xuan was about to strike up a conversation, but was dragged aside by the collar, replaced by Xiao Siming's gentle and jade-like face: "Go downstairs for dinner."

The heating was turned on in the house, and Xiao Siming was only wearing a black turtleneck sweater on his upper body, looking very much like a stay-at-home boyfriend.

Ruan Yang said hello, obediently turned off the lights and came out, followed Xiao Siming downstairs.

Gaozong had a high attainment in gourmet food, and Ruan Yang smelled a very attractive fragrance from a long distance away.

Even Wei Xuan and Mo Yu, who were not that interested in food, were aroused their appetites.

Ruan Yang sat down opposite Xiao Siming, and the vinegar potato shreds immediately conquered his taste buds with just one chopstick.

No wonder Gao Zong was dissatisfied with the dishes from the curator. Compared with the dishes made by Gao Zong, the curator's dishes were really not good enough.

It is obviously the same raw material, but the things that are made seem to be very different.

Xiao Siming saw him shoveling rice into his mouth like a hamster, and it was rare for him to arouse his appetite for human food.

It was the first time that Ruan Yang saw him move his chopsticks. Before we ate together, Mr. Xiao had never opened his mouth. Ruan Yang still wondered if Mr. Xiao was not human.

Seeing Xiao Siming picking up the chopsticks now, his mind became active, and he quietly wrote down which dishes Xiao Siming had picked up. He planned to ask Gao Zong about his cooking skills when he found a chance in the future, saying that he wanted to catch the man. Stomach.

After three days like this, Ruan Yang spent these three days practicing drawing new spells.

Three days later, he received a message from Qu Haolin on his mobile phone.

[Little master, have you moved?I went to the building last time today, but I couldn't find you. I have something urgent to entrust to you. 】

Ruan Yang thought for a while, and sent him a message: I moved, I'll send you the location.By the way, does the talisman I sent you work?

He asked for confirmation with full expectation, and the other party replied in seconds, but his tone was a little strange, as if he was suffering.

【Effective, the problem is that it is too effective.I'll come to see you this afternoon, do you have time? 】

Ruan Yang couldn't figure out what he meant, but he was very happy when he heard Qu Haolin say that the spell had taken effect. He immediately put down the brush and cinnabar, went downstairs to Xiao Siming, and handed him the phone to look at.

Xiao Siming looked at the schedule as if he had expected it a long time ago: "Well, let him come over."

Wei Xuan said from the side: "The last time I looked at his face, I knew that this person would have to do it again."

Ruan Yang felt like Xiaobai who had never seen the world before: "Can this also be seen from the face?"

Wei Xuan replied naturally: "Of course, a person's palmistry, face, combined with the luck on his head, can basically tell a person's fate. If you are interested in the face, you can ask Mo Yu for advice. He sees this the most It’s okay, I read it every day when I’m out on business.”

Mo Yu who was suddenly cue: "..."

Ruan Yang looked at him with eyes of admiration, and under the gaze of those eyes, he was inexplicably nervous.

At last he cleared his throat and threw over a book with "Sensation of Maiden" written on the cover.

Mo Yu tried his best to maintain an image of being difficult to get along with, and said coldly: "Ask me if you don't understand."

Satisfied, Ruan Yang held the book and ran back to the room where he usually draws symbols. He felt that the relationship between his colleagues, which had always been a little stiff, was finally eased, and he was so happy that he even had an extra bowl of rice at noon.

In the afternoon, Qu Haolin really appeared in front of the villa.

He is driving a seven-seater business car today, which is very expensive, and it looks like it should be his boss's car.

Seeing Ruan Yang and the others living in such a big villa with gardens and swimming pools, Qu Haolin couldn't help showing envy and dazed expression: "Do ghost-hunting celestial masters make money like this?"

Xiao Siming motioned him to sit down, and ordered Gaozong to pour a cup of tea.

Gao Zong snorted coldly, his face was very strong, but his body was very honest and poured tea.

Qu Haolin looked at his back in shock: "You still recruit such an old cleaning here?"

As soon as the words fell, the "elderly cleaning" snorted coldly and gave himself a hard look. The teacup was placed heavily on the table, making a heart-pounding crisp sound.

Qu Haolin patted his frightened self distressedly, and murmured in his heart-why is the cleaning here so tempered, and he didn't say anything bad about you, so what?

Thinking of this, the surrounding air seemed to cool down.

Xiao Siming sat on the office chair with a relaxed expression: "Why is Mr. Qu here this time?"

Only then did Qu Haolin remember the purpose of his trip, carefully took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to Xiao Siming.

The words "Cao Yanzhong, General Manager of Ruifeng Electronic Parts Co., Ltd." are printed on the business card.

"It's for my boss," Qu Haolin said with a frightened expression on his face, "The five members of his family seem to have fallen into trouble."

The author has something to say: Boss Xiao should be able to eat this time! !