After lifting the lid of the coffin, I started hunting ghosts to make money

【Chapter 14】

Si Jiang remained silent, feeling even more disgusted with the human body for a while.

The conductor standing next to him waited for a long time without waiting for the phone number, so he finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "That... didn't you say you need to give me the phone number?"

Only then did Liao Ming regain his senses, and hurriedly reported his phone number.

The conductor immediately saved the number, and filled in the word "Master" in the remarks.

Liao Ming scratched the back of his head when he saw the word "Master" saved in the conductor's mobile phone, feeling rather embarrassed.

He has been called a fool and a psycho by his classmates for so many years, but this is the first time someone calls him a master.

It's embarrassing...

Although, this is all borrowed from his master.

After saving the number, the conductor let out a long sigh of relief, and his tense body relaxed along with it.

In any case, with the number, it is a lot of reassuring.

Immediately afterwards, the conductor whispered and asked, "Well... can I ask, Master?"

Si Jiang frowned.

Although he didn't speak, his appearance obviously meant that he didn't want to talk to him.

Si Jiang didn't speak, but Liao Ming at the side took the initiative to answer for him: "...you can ask, but you can't ask in vain."

As soon as Liao Ming finished speaking, the frown between Si Jiang's brows became deeper.

With a sullen face, he lowered his eyes and glanced at Liao Ming.

Si Jiang's eyes were condensed, and there was no trace of a smile on his face. Even the conductor standing next to him shivered when he saw it.

Under Si Jiang's silent gaze, Liao Ming swallowed timidly.

Then, Liao Ming whispered in a voice that only he and Si Jiang could hear, "Master...we have to make money!"

Si Jiang fell silent.

Liao Ming blinked at his master, and continued: "Master, you only have such a little money, within three days, you will definitely be sleeping on the street. So, we have to make money!"

Si Jiang was silent.

After Liao Ming finished speaking, he tentatively called out: "...Master?"

He looked at Liao Ming in silence for two seconds, then quietly looked away.

Liao Ming looked at Si Jiang without blinking, and waited for a while, but he never got a reply, neither refused nor agreed.

So, Liao Ming understood.

In the next second, Liao Ming turned his attention to the conductor in front of him again without saying a word, and said, "Ask one thousand at a time, take the money."

The conductor's eyes widened in amazement: "1000 yuan?! Rob it!"

Liao Ming was very stubborn: "You don't have to ask if you think it's expensive."

When the conductor heard the sound, his attitude softened immediately.With a flattering smile, he said to the two of them, "Oh...that's not what I mean, I just want to say, can it be less appropriate?"

Liao Ming hesitated for a while.

The 1000 yuan just now, in fact, he was talking nonsense and flattering.He is just a new teacher, and he doesn't understand the market prices in the industry at all.

Liao Ming hesitated for a while, then said, "Then...then I'll give you a [-]% discount."

Unexpectedly, the conductor still thinks it is expensive.

As for the price, as long as the other party is reluctant, even if it is as low as one piece, the other party will still think it is too expensive.

And just when the conductor was about to continue bargaining, at this moment, Si Jiang, who had been silent beside him, suddenly frowned.

He's running out of patience.

Si Jiang is not used to having much patience, and the 2 minutes he is waiting here is almost the limit of his patience.

Seeing Si Jiang's expression full of displeasure, the conductor kept silent and closed his mouth.Then, he obediently took out eight red banknotes from the satchel at his waist and handed them over.

Liao Ming took it happily.

Although this is not my own money, the feeling of receiving money from others is really very pleasant.

Liao Ming happily took the money for his master and put it in his pocket.Then he asked, "Tell me, what do you want to ask my master?"

The conductor hurriedly asked: "I want to ask Master, when Lao Liu drove past Qingcheng Mountain before, he was obviously fine and nothing happened. Why did he encounter a ghost this time?"

Liao Ming was also very puzzled about this.

When he took this bus before, he was basically fine, and he never bumped into anything, but why did he bump into it suddenly yesterday?Is there something wrong with the passengers in the car?

Liao Ming was so unbelievable that he couldn't understand it.

The two looked at Si Jiang suspiciously, their eyes burning.

Si Jiang glanced lightly at the two of them, and asked, "...what did you see on the road?"

The two recalled the meeting together.

The conductor replied: "I didn't see any strange things, just trees, grass, ground... It's no different from what I usually see."

Liao Ming at the side suddenly remembered something, his face froze.

Liao Ming suddenly raised his voice and said, "That's right! There is also a funeral procession..."

After Liao Ming finished speaking, the conductor also remembered belatedly.

The conductor asked in a trembling voice, "Could it be related to the funeral procession?"

Si Jiang said yes coolly.

Liao Ming was puzzled: "But, at that time, didn't the car drive by directly?"

The conductor followed suit: "And aren't they all living people? Why..."

Before the conductor could finish speaking, Liao Ming, who was standing next to him, muttered and denied, "It's not human...those are all ghosts."

The conductor's expression froze.

The conductor turned his head stiffly and looked at Liao Ming: "All, are they all ghosts?"

Liao Ming nodded.

The conductor's legs went limp.

At this time, Si Jiang spoke coolly again.

His lips parted slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Someone in the car looked at them."

Liao Ming was taken aback for a moment, then froze.

Liao Ming suddenly remembered that when the funeral procession passed by yesterday afternoon, the three of Fang Yasi in the car shouted to stop the funeral procession.

Not surprisingly...

It should have been at that time.

At that time, because he was afraid, he didn't look out of the window from the beginning to the end.

Liao Ming finally understood what was going on, and he stammered and asked, "So...there will be ghosts getting into the car and being entangled by ghosts?"

Si Jiang didn't return.

The answer is confirmed in the invisible silence.

The conductor was dazed for quite a while before finally recovering.

The conductor recovered his voice, and asked tremblingly, "Does that mean... as long as no one in the car looks at the funeral team, they won't be entangled by them?"

Si Jiang glanced at him quietly and said nothing.

The conductor didn't understand the meaning of Si Jiang's eyes, so he turned to Liao Ming for help: "...What does this mean?"

Liao Ming glanced at his master and thought about it.

Liao Ming said unsurely, "Maybe I thought you were talking nonsense just now."

Si Jiang averted his gaze lightly.

Seeing this, Liao Ming will be sure.

Liao Ming repeated again: "He thought you were talking nonsense just now."

Conductor: "...Oh."

After the conductor finished speaking, Liao Ming asked, "Is there anything else I want to ask?"

The conductor shook his head blankly.

Just shaking his head, the conductor suddenly remembered something, and hastily grabbed Liao Ming's arm.

In fact, he wanted to grab Si Jiang's arm.

But he dared not.

The conductor hurriedly asked: "I'm going home today, so I won't run into ghosts again, right?"

Liao Ming followed the trend and looked at his master.

Without looking back, Si Jiang threw out two words expressionlessly.

Si Jiang: "No."

The conductor was relieved.

Although 800 yuan is a bit expensive, it is really worth the money spent...

After Si Jiang finished speaking, he asked, "Are you done?"

The conductor subconsciously nodded obediently.

Seeing this, he turned and left.

Liao Ming trotted to keep up.

Liao Ming followed behind his master, and asked cautiously, "Master, where are we going?"

Si Jiang was silent, and replied, "Eat."

……

10 minute later.

The two left the bus station and went to a restaurant.

There are many people in the restaurant, noisy and noisy.

Liao Ming turned around, glanced hesitantly at his master behind him who was not very good-looking, and said, "...Master, why don't we change places?"

Although it's only been a short time since he became a teacher, Liao Ming could tell from the short time that his master didn't like anyone making noise in his ears.

Si Jiang's face was sullen and he didn't speak.

In fact, it's the same even if you change places.This place is close to the bus station, and the bus station has a lot of traffic, so no matter which restaurant is nearby, there will be no fewer customers.

If you want to go to a restaurant with fewer people, you have to take a car and go to another place to find it.

But he didn't have that patience.

So, Si Jiang closed his eyes and endured it.

Si Jiang: "Forget it."

……

at the same time.

Qingcheng Mountain.

Inside the tomb, Lu Zhaolu stood motionless beside the coffin, staring blankly at the empty coffin in front of him.

The Zhenwu God Talisman on the coffin lid disappeared completely, and a thousand-year-old ghost inside the coffin also disappeared strangely with the Ghost Killing Talisman on its forehead.The eyes of the Soul Locking Formation were also destroyed, and the Liangyi Chenwei Formation outside the Soul Locking Formation lost its effect directly——

The scenes in front of me, no matter how you looked at them, were all caused by outsiders breaking into the tomb.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhaolu's expression became even colder.

Everyone in the temple stood aside, watching Lu Zhaolu's cold expression, dripping with cold sweat.

"Master Immortal, we don't know why he suddenly disappeared..."

"A few days ago, it was obviously fine."

"This... this... how did he leave?"

"Is there a ghost inside us..."

The few people standing next to each other said one by one, and even gradually began to argue with each other and evade the excuses. Wen Cheng couldn't stand it anymore, and sternly told him to shut up.

Several people immediately fell silent.

Then, Wen Cheng stepped forward and called respectfully: "Master Immortal..."

Lu Zhaolu looked at Wencheng coldly, as if he had finally noticed his existence.

Wen Cheng bowed his head respectfully, and said, "I'm going down the mountain to catch—"

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Zhaolv cut him off.

Lu Zhaolu: "No need."

Wen Cheng was startled.

Lu Zhaolu: "I will go in person."

Without even thinking about it, Wen Cheng said, "The disciple is with you..."

Lu Zhaolu cut him off again coldly.

Lu Zhaolu: "You stay."

Wen Cheng was silent for a moment, and then replied yes respectfully.

Wen Cheng lowered his eyes and looked gloomy.

really.

No matter a hundred years or a thousand years have passed, the one who ranks first in the heart of the immortal master will always be that ghost.

The author has something to say: Thank you Ray.

It will be broken tomorrow.