magic stick labor contract

Surrounded by white wards, the environment looks very high-end. Zhang Jiu said that he had been hospitalized since he was a child, but he had never lived in such a high-end place.

"My lord, are you awake?!"

Er Mao's little face was the first to rush over, hugging Zhang Jiu's waist tightly, rubbing his little head against his chest, and said, "My lord, you finally woke up, you scared us to death!"

Zhang Jiu was still a little dazed, there were a lot of people in the ward, no, there were a lot of ghosts, they were all there, and Mr. Duanmu was there.

Zhang Jiu was startled when he saw Mr. Duanmu, and then shouted: "What time is it? What time is it? It's dark outside!?"

Mr. Duanmu smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, it's 10:30 in the evening."

Zhang Jiu immediately jumped off the hospital bed, pulled out the infusion needle on the back of his hand, and said, "There's still time, old man, let's go."

Zhang Jiu jumped off the hospital bed, his legs went limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

Bai Bai stretched out his hand to stop him, lifted Zhang Jiu up and put him on the bed, saying, "My lord, you are injured."

The old man Duanmu said with a smile: "Young man, in fact, I suddenly felt that there is nothing wrong with being a wild ghost, but there is no chance of reincarnation, but I feel very happy to be with you. Now you are injured, and your body is full. It's an injury, there is no way to send me back, forget it, it's okay."

Zhang Jiu stared at Mr. Duanmu, the dark night cast a faint green on Zhang Jiu's eyes.

Zhang Jiu was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Master, do you really think so?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't speak, his eyes were covered with a gray look.

Zhang Jiu has seen such a look in the eyes of many wild ghosts. Although he is not a very powerful celestial master, he has seen quite a few wild ghosts. No matter what their reasons are, they can only wander in the end. Between the heaven and the earth, it seems that there is no place for them in the sky and the earth. At that time, their eyes will show such sadness...

Zhang Jiu had gauze tied on his head and a tape on his face. He said, "Let's go, there's still time. Let's sneak over now. There are still two and a half hours before Zishi. You can do it before Zishi."

Old man Duanmu laughed, his voice trembling with emotion, and said: "Thank you, young man, I really don't mind you being my grandson-in-law."

Zhang Jiu was teased by him, and suddenly remembered the dream just now, his whole body was covered with goosebumps, half of it was frightened, and the other half was because of the scene in the dream... Excited.

Duanmu Jinyang was very angry. He experienced the panic for the first time in his life today, and then Zhang Jiu made him experience the great anger for the first time in his life.

Duanmu Jinyang, who has been in the mall for a long time, has never been so angry.

Zhang Jiu is really capable, and even made Duanmu Jinyang confess the countless first times in his life...

Duanmu Jinyang just made a phone call downstairs to explain the secretary's affairs for the past few days, and at the same time asked Zhang Jiu for leave, because Zhang Jiu had no one to accompany him in bed, and his only relative was a half-brother who was still living in other places. He couldn't make it to the city, so Duanmu Jinyang decided to accompany him in bed until Zhang Jiu's brother came over. After all, Zhang Jiu had been in a coma and needed nursing care for fear of danger at night.

Just when Duanmu Jinyang went downstairs to make a phone call, hurriedly ignoring the surprise of the secretary Mars hit the earth, and then ran upstairs, he found that "the building is empty"!

The infusion set was still dripping, and there were still blood stains on the needle. It seemed that the needle was pulled out too violently, and sporadic blood splashed onto the snow-white pillow, but Zhang Jiu was gone!

Zhang Jiu came out of the ward with four ghosts, and hurried to the house of old man Duanmu. The place where old man Duanmu lived was a big mansion. Duanmu Jinyang didn't go back every day, he had his own villa.

With gauze on his head, Zhang Jiu struggled to climb over the wall from the outside of the mansion. When he jumped down, he made a "hiss—" and hit the wound on his head. for a while.

Grandpa Duanmu floated in and said, "Young man, are you alright?"

Zhang Jiu waved his hand and said, "Let's go, hurry up."

As he spoke, he stood up, and just after taking two steps, San Fen raised his eyebrows suddenly, and said with a smile, "Unfortunately."

Bai Bai also nodded, cherishing words like gold and not saying a word.

Zhang Jiu asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Er Mao pointed to the dark place in front of him and said, "My lord, that handsome brother is here."

Zhang Jiu was still trying to figure out who the "handsome guy" was, when he heard a deep voice, "Who's there?"

Then a beam of light came over, Duanmu Jinyang was still wearing a suit, he should have just entered the gate, his mobile phone was switched to flashlight mode, and he was taking a picture here.

Zhang Jiu only had the words "Encounter Road Narrow" left in his mind, and then quickly forced a dry smile on his face.

Duanmu Jinyang was very surprised now, he looked for Zhang Jiu angrily all the way, the pillow was covered with blood, Duanmu Jinyang thought that Zhang Jiu was kidnapped by "crazy" again, finally the nurse on duty said that the patient seemed to be discharged from the hospital, and asked She inquired about how to go through the discharge procedures, but because it was too late, the procedures could not be done, and it had to be done after going to work the next day, so the patient left first.

Hearing this result, Duanmu Jinyang was even more angry, but he didn't know Zhang Jiu's mobile phone number, nor where Zhang Jiu lived, and it was late, so he had to go to the company tomorrow to check the employee registration.

He went back to the ancestral house, because today is the last day of the old man's first seven days, and Duanmu Jinyang has been busy all day, and he has to rush back to offer the last stick of incense to the old man.

Unexpectedly, upon entering the house, what Duanmu Jinyang saw was this person who made him dedicate countless firsts!And this person ran away from the hospital without a sound, let alone over the wall and ran to his home.

Duanmu Jinyang stared at him with a gloomy expression, and said, "Zhang Jiu?"

Zhang Jiuqian said with a smile: "Boss...good evening..."

Duanmu Jinyang raised his eyebrows, the light of the mobile phone was still shining on Zhang Jiu's face, and said in a gloomy voice, "Zhang Jiu? You're not in the hospital, what are you doing here?"

Zhang Jiu really wanted to say loudly and boldly immediately: "Fuck you!"

But Zhang Jiu didn't have the courage, so he had to whisper: "That... I want to go home, but..."

Duanmu Jinyang said: "Don't tell me that you got lost. You got so lost that you climbed over the wall and entered my house."

Zhang Jiu: "..." That was my own line.

Zhang Jiu was robbed, rubbed his palms, and said with a flattering look, "Actually...Actually...Ah! There are pigs flying!"

As Zhang Jiu said, he suddenly pointed to the position behind Duanmu Jinyang, with exaggerated surprise on his face, trying to divert Duanmu Jinyang's attention.

As soon as he finished speaking, Er Mao immediately covered his face, Bai Bai turned his back silently, rolled his eyes at San Fen, and said, "My lord, have you watched too many brain-dead dramas? Who would believe this?"

Sure enough, Duanmu Jinyang looked at him jokingly.

Zhang Jiu scratched the back of his head, glanced at the old man Duanmu who was standing beside him, and then looked at his watch. It was past twelve o'clock, and after a little later, the ghost messenger would come to seduce the soul. When the time comes to find out that the soul of the old man is not on him, it will be miserable.

Zhang Jiu thought hard and said, "Well...Mr. Duanmu, how about it, I want to show you something."

As Zhang Jiuzheng was talking, the three-pointer on one side quickly said: "My lord, no matter what you want Mr. Duanmu to see next, it is against the regulations of the Professional Celestial Masters Association, and it also violates Article [-], Paragraph [-] of the Underworld Constitution." According to regulations, if it is revealed, you will most likely have your celestial master license revoked."

Zhang Jiu said to San Fen speechlessly: "I haven't told him what to watch yet!"

San Fen said: "But with the brain capacity of an adult, I can understand what you want as soon as you open your mouth."

Zhang Jiu: "..." The three-pointer seems to mean that I don't have enough brain capacity?

Duanmu Jinyang looked at him with a frown, Zhang Jiu was talking to Sanfen, and in Duanmu Jinyang's eyes, Zhang Jiu was the only one around him, now it was late at night, the surrounding was quiet, and there was a cool breeze blowing Feng, and no one else, didn't know what Zhang Jiu was doing pretending to be a ghost.

Zhang Jiu turned to Duanmu Jinyang and said, "Mr. Duanmu, I want to borrow the mourning hall in your home."

Duanmu Jinyang raised his eyebrows and said, "Repair the coffin?"

Zhang Jiu: "..."

Zhang Jiu felt that he was always being complained about by facial paralysis. Did he repair the coffin so that the facial paralysis was still fresh in his memory?

The old man Duanmu has been standing on the side, because Duanmu Jinyang's body is too strong, he can only hide on the side, saying: "Young man, if you can't do it, forget it."

However, to everyone's surprise, Duanmu Jinyang did not refuse.

Everyone came to the mourning hall together, Duanmu Jinyang walked over, picked up the incense, walked to the front, and offered incense in a proper manner.

While Duanmu Jinyang was offering incense, Zhang Jiu quickly made seals on his hands and silently recited the mantra in his heart. Just as Duanmu Jinyang's incense was placed on the incense burner, suddenly a gust of wind blew in from outside the mourning hall.

With a sound of "Hoo--", the lid of Duanmu's coffin made a sound of "Kang Bang! Bang Bang Bang!", Duanmu Jinyang was taken aback, and immediately looked back, but he couldn't see anything.

"哐!" With a loud noise, the lid of the coffin was overturned at once. Zhang Jiu made seals with his hands and opened his eyes suddenly.

Duanmu Jinyang covered his eyes with his hands, the soil in the garden in front of the mourning hall was scraped up, and it was poured into the mourning hall.

At this moment, Zhang Jiu had already removed the knot seal with both hands, patted Duanmu Jinyang on the shoulder, and said, "You can open your eyes and see."

Duanmu Jinyang was full of suspicion. He opened his eyes, and the evil wind had disappeared. Instead, there were only two people in the mourning hall just now, and suddenly there were many more people!

not human……

Duanmu Jinyang didn't know why he thought this way, a boy who looked like a little boy, wearing a bear hoodie, holding a bear doll in his hand, with two white and tender legs.

The other one was wearing a black suit and white gloves, with a gentlemanly and elegant expression on his face, but his eyebrows were frowned, as if there was some disapproval on his face.

There was also a tall man with a cold face, standing against the door with his arms folded, without looking at them at all, as if he was in a daze.

But they are all translucent...

Er Mao blinked his big eyes at this time and said, "Hey, can big brother see us?"

Three points of disapproval said: "My lord, time is limited."

Following Zhang Jiu's guidance, Duanmu Jinyang saw another person in the mourning hall. That person was wearing a pair of skirts and white hair. He looked very kind and was looking at him.

Duanmu Jinyang was taken aback and said, "Grandpa?"

Old man Duanmu was already standing in front of the coffin. As long as he stepped into the coffin, he would be able to return to his own body. Then he was extradited by ghost messengers and reincarnated.

Grandpa Duanmu looked at his grandson with emotion in his eyes. This was already an unexpected farewell, it was too extravagant.

Duanmu Jinyang seemed a little agitated, his cold face was suddenly moved, he walked up two steps quickly, Zhang Jiu immediately reached out to stop him, and said: "Don't go there, you have too much yang energy."

Duanmu Jinyang looked down at himself, then looked up at old man Duanmu.

Mr. Duanmu was already standing in the coffin, and said with a smile, "Jin Yang, Zhang Jiu is a good man, he helped me."

Yibai leaned against the door and suddenly said coldly, "Here we come."

Zhang Jiu was a little surprised. He looked down at his watch, and it turned out to be one o'clock.

The old man Duanmu looked at Duanmu Jinyang more deeply, and said with a smile: "Jin Yang, you are a good grandson of grandpa, and grandpa will remember you."

He said, turned to look at Zhang Jiu, the old man's eye circles were already red, and said with a smile: "Young man, do you really not consider being my grandson-in-law?"

The old man said that Zhang Jiu was in a daze, and the cold wind dissipated instantly. The old man's soul merged with the body, only a layer of yin energy floated on the body, and the soul had completely returned to its place.

Zhang Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, his head was covered in sweat now.

Standing at the door, Bai Bai suddenly waved his hand, Duanmu Jinyang felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and then his vision went dark, and he suddenly lost consciousness, "Bang!" and fell down.

Zhang Jiu quickly reached out to pick it up, but Duanmu Jinyang's figure was too tall, and Zhang Jiu was injured again. He forced Duanmu Jinyang to open his eyes just now, which consumed a lot of spiritual power, and he couldn't hold it anymore. Duanmu Jinyang was under pressure.

Zhang Jiu poked his head out with difficulty, and said, "You don't have to hit so hard, do you?"

One hundred just said, "Here we come."

As he spoke, Zhang Jiu heard the sound of "哗啦—哗啦—", which was the sound of chains hitting.

The extradition ghost messenger is here...