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

【Chapter 22】

The young man was wearing a simple white T-shirt and black trousers. He stood motionless and did not speak.

Looks like a dumbass.

Si Jiang walked up to the young man and looked him up and down.

Then, he suddenly stretched out his hand and reached for the young man's wrist.

The young man didn't seem to notice it, and he still stood there motionless, showing no reaction at all.

But Qi Yuanqing's reaction was extremely violent.

After seeing Si Jiang's action, Qi Yuanqing's eyes widened, he immediately jumped up from the sofa, and hurriedly stopped him.

Qi Yuanqing quickly stood in front of the young man.

Qi Yuanqing asked loudly: "What are you going to do!"

Si Jiang looked at Qi Yuanqing's actions and raised his eyebrows.

He said lightly: "Do nothing."

Seeing Qi Yuanqing's exaggerated movements, Liao Ming on the side couldn't help interjecting, complaining: "My master just wants to touch it, why is there such a big reaction? Or is it that you rich people can't touch it."

Probably because he had endured Qi Yuanqing for a long time, when he said the last sentence, Liao Ming was full of sarcasm.

Qi Yuanqing snorted coldly all over his body: "What if you bring the bad luck on your body to my son? I don't care what you do, and nothing will happen to my son."

Liao Ming was very angry: "You—"

Qi Yuanqing looked at Liao Ming's angry look, and when he was about to say something more confidently, Si Jiang spoke.

He said coolly, "Isn't there a celestial master here?"

Qi Yuanqing froze.

Si Jiang continued in a deep voice: "If you have bad luck, let the Celestial Master disperse it."

Qi Yuanqing was speechless for a moment.

Liao Ming's eyes brightened.

Liao Ming echoed: "That's right, isn't there a celestial master? If there is bad luck, let the celestial master disperse it."

In an instant, Qi Yuanqing's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Qi Yuanqing's confidence was unstable, and he stammered: "Anyway... Anyway, your dirty hands can't touch my son!"

Hearing the sound, Si Jiang glanced at Qi Yuanqing expressionlessly.

Qi Yuanqing panicked, and unconsciously dodged his eyes.

With a cold face, Si Jiang stared at Qi Yuanqing blankly for a moment, then slowly looked away.

……

He already has the answer.

Seeing that Si Jiang finally looked away from the young man, Qi Yuanqing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Qi Yuanqing became confused.

Could it be that he saw something?

But he was obviously just standing there without doing anything, so why would he be seen by others?

...No, probably not.

Even that Zuo Mingzhuo and his little apprentice couldn't detect it, he is a charlatan, how could he see anything.

Yes, he must be overthinking.

Definitely is.

After Qi Yuanqing comforted himself in this way, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, he returned to his original position.

Qi Yuanqing sat back on the sofa with a sullen face. When he sat down, he couldn't help but secretly glanced at Si Jiang.

Si Jiang had a cold face, without any smile on his face as usual.

Qi Yuanqing looked at Si Jiang's face full of indifference, and for some reason, he felt uneasy.

... I hope he is thinking too much.

Qi Yuanqing felt uneasy in his heart, and his attitude was no longer as aggressive as before.

Seeing Qi Yuanqing's sudden change of attitude and expression, Liao Ming couldn't help asking Sun Rong who was sitting on his left in a low voice.

Liao Ming pointed in the direction of the young man, and asked softly, "Is he his son?"

Sun Rong nodded and replied softly, "Yes, the son I brought home recently."

Liao Ming frowned, wondering: "I brought it home recently... I haven't seen it before? Could it be an illegitimate child?"

Although Sun Rong also had this conjecture, but Qi Yuanqing was beside her, so it was not easy for her to say it face to face.

Sun Rong said euphemistically, "I don't know..."

Liao Ming snorted softly, already having a conclusion in his heart.

What else could it be?

Definitely an illegitimate child.

Look at that baby... Tsk tsk.

It is estimated that it was born by a lover raised outside.

Thinking of this, Liao Ming's eyes became even more disdainful.

But then, Liao Ming suddenly noticed something.

Liao Ming looked at the young man, sized him up and down, and then asked puzzledly: "It's strange, why does he always stand there, not moving, not talking? Could it be... Is there a problem?"

If it wasn't for the fact that the young man was here, Liao Ming would have said on the spot that he was out of his mind.

Even if it wasn't a brain problem, there was definitely something wrong.

A few people in the room were chased by the ghost just now, but he was the only one who stood there motionless.

It's as if you didn't see it.

Could it be that this person was also possessed by a ghost?But if he is possessed by a ghost, he can't see it.

Liao Ming was puzzled.

At this time, Sun Rong who was on the side slowly replied: "This kid seems to be a little slow in his reaction all the time. From the first day I saw him, he seems to be like this."

Liao Ming frowned, suddenly remembered something.

Liao Ming hesitated and said: "But... stupid is stupid, why did everyone chase that ghost just now, but why didn't they chase him?"

Thinking back carefully, the evil spirit chased almost everyone in the living room just now, but left him alone.

Logically speaking, he is clearly the best person to chase after all of them.Because he stood there and didn't move at all.

When Liao Ming said this, Sun Rong also remembered.

Sun Rong also felt that something was wrong: "Yes...it seems to be true..."

Just now, because I was only concerned about running for my life, I didn't notice this at all.Now that I think about it, the more I think about it, the more wrong I am.

As Liao Ming was talking, he thought of another question.

Liao Ming secretly pointed in Qi Yuanqing's direction, and said, "Since he treasures his son so much, why did he bring his son here? This obviously doesn't make sense."

If he really treasures his son, according to common sense, Qi Yuanqing should keep his son as far away from here as possible.

Because there is an evil ghost that wants to kill people!

Sun Rong thought about it carefully, and said, "Uncle seemed to say that Xiao Zhu was worried about Cheng Guang, so he wanted to come and have a look..."

But when she heard this, she was quite moved.Treat your uncle's family as your own family.

But if you think about it carefully, there are too many things that are wrong.

After Sun Rong finished speaking, Liao Ming replied without even thinking: "He is an illegitimate child, so he is worried about what your husband will do? Could it be that he is your husband—"

In the middle of speaking, Liao Ming's voice suddenly stopped.

Liao Ming looked up at the sky silently.

Fortunately, Sun Rong was so engrossed in the young man Qi Zhu that he didn't hear Liao Ming's words clearly.

At this time, Si Jiang returned to the sofa.

He sat down on the sofa expressionlessly, silent.

Si Jiang lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Liao Ming at the side saw his master come back, hurriedly approached and asked in a low voice: "Master, master, is there something wrong with that person?"

……

Make no sense.

After waiting for a long time without waiting for a response, Liao Ming pursed his lips in grievance and resentment.

The master ignored him again.

At this time, behind the few people, the voice of the security guard suddenly appeared.

I saw the security guard standing at the door, pointing in the direction of the door, and then tremblingly asked in the direction of the sofa: "Well...why can't you get out?"

Seeing that the evil spirit was finally subdued just now, the security guard took advantage of this moment and hurriedly wanted to leave here.But who knows, the door seemed to be blocked by something, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get out.

But the problem is...

There is obviously nothing at the gate!

The security guard was terrified, and the more he thought about it, the more he panicked. It was clear that the sun was shining brightly, but he was shivering from the cold.

The security guard looked at Si Jiang who was sitting on the sofa with a cold face without blinking, as if he was his life-saving straw.

however……

This 'life-saving straw' ruthlessly ignored him.

Security felt regretful.

If he hadn't said he was a charlatan before, would his attitude be different?

The appearance of the security guard was really pitiful, so Liao Ming whispered, "I can't get out, my master said the door was sealed."

After Liao Ming finished speaking, everyone present was shocked.

Including Qi Yuanqing.

Several people were dumbfounded: "What, the door is sealed?!"

The little apprentice on the side was also shocked.

The little apprentice was about to turn his head, but was stopped by his master.

Zuo Mingzhuo: "Xiaotu, concentrate."

The little apprentice obediently withdrew his attention.

Little apprentice: "Yes, Master."

At this time, Zuo Mingzhuo was holding the porcelain bowl containing chicken blood in one hand, and with the other hand stained with a little chicken blood, he 'painted' on the evil ghost's naked abdomen and chest.

In just a few strokes, he was already sweating profusely.

He underestimated the strength of this evil spirit.

Although with his strength, it is indeed possible to disperse it, but this process will be more difficult.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead to the ground, Zuo Mingzhuo closed his eyes.

. . . he was too arrogant.

……

the other side.

After hearing the security guard's words, several people immediately looked in the direction of the gate without thinking, and saw that the gate was empty, and there was nothing but air.

Sun Rong couldn't help but said, "This...why didn't I see anything?"

Liao Ming said calmly: "My master just said that you can't see it."

Sun Rong was startled, and subconsciously asked, "When did you say that?"

Didn't he just say nothing?

Liao Ming snorted, and replied casually: "Before entering the house."

Everyone froze for a moment.

The security guard was sluggish for a while, and after a while, he came back to his senses.

After regaining consciousness, the security guard stumbled to Si Jiang, knelt at his feet, and stretched out his hand to hug his leg.

The security guard cried bitterly: "Master, help me!"

With a sullen face, Si Jiang moved his legs away.

Si Jiang: "Get out."

The security guard was sobbing, and the pear blossoms were crying like rain.

Let Si Jiang look at it and hate it.

Si Jiang looked at the tears and snot on the security guard's face, and said with disgust, "Go aside."

The security guard looked desperate when he heard this.

Liao Ming who was sitting beside him was curious and couldn't help asking: "Master, when can we go out?"

Si Jiang didn't lift his eyes: "Wait until the ghost disappears."

Only then did Liao Ming realize it, and he was relieved.

At this time, the evil ghost entangled in the wicker suddenly screamed loudly.

Immediately afterwards, the little apprentice shouted in panic: "Master, it's not good! The wicker has fallen off—"

After the little apprentice finished speaking, the living room was once again in chaos.

But Liao Ming's first reaction was to turn his head to see his master's reaction.

as predicted.

As he expected, his master's face turned dark in an instant.

The author has something to say: next chapter v, more 9000+ [smoking].

The next pitfall is "What to do if you become a pet in the house of a fan of brains".

Silly text, not sure if it's good or not.

Fu Jinzhao, male, 32 years old, single.

Occupation, first-line big-name star.

As a popular first-line star, Fu Jinzhao has countless fans.The idiots are like checking in, confessing their love on his Weibo every day, calling my husband to fuck me, but because of his cold nature, he never replies, let alone fuck me.

Unexpectedly, one morning, when he woke up, he turned into the dog of the famous president Gong Jue.

But this is not the point.

The point is, Gong Jue seems to be his fan.

Gong Jue: Are you a fan?

Fu Jinzhao: No.

Gongjue: What the fuck?

Fu Jinzhao:? ? ?

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