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

【Chapter 59】

Si Jiang looked too frightening, even if he didn't understand, the little boy didn't dare to ask a word, for fear of offending Si Jiang.

But Xilu and Si Jiang have been together for a while, and they know that although Si Jiang has a bad temper and looks fierce, he is actually 'cold-faced and kind-hearted (?)'.

Therefore, Xilu couldn't help being curious and asked, "Hey, master, why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Si Jiang raised the curtain and glanced at Xilu.

Si Jiang: "Not good?"

Xilu shook his head, and whispered, "I'm just curious, Master, that you were so firm just now, why did you suddenly change your mind..."

Hearing Xilu's words, Si Jiang frowned.

Si Jiang's expression was distorted and weird.

Although he didn't speak, the expression on his face already silently showed his mental activities at the moment.

'Why so much nonsense? '

Seeing Si Jiang's disgusted expression, Xilu fell silent, shut up wisely, and swallowed the sentence "why" into his stomach.

Although the master is indeed cold-faced and kind-hearted (?).

Unfortunately, the master's temper is really too bad...

Xilu and the little boy didn't know what to do, but Lu Zhaolv, who stood silently behind Si Jiang, knew the reason very well.

nothing special.

But it was just—on a whim.

Perhaps it is too far-fetched to use this word on other people/ghosts on a whim.

But in Si Jiang's case, it made perfect sense.

Because most of the time, Si Jiang is indeed done on a whim.

Whether it was saving him for the first time, talking to him, or taking the young him to a brothel...it was all on a whim.

Si Jiang can save people on a whim, or kill people on a whim.

This time, Si Jiang just acted on a whim to help catch the ghost, and absorb the ghost energy by the way.

the other side.

Seeing the impatience on Si Jiang's face, he didn't have the patience to explain the reason at all, so Xilu ended the topic wisely.

Then, she waited for a while.

Who knows...no one has spoken.

The little boy probably looked at Si Jiang too frightened, and he didn't dare to say anything, so he sat opposite Si Jiang, trembling.

Xilu's eyes twitched.

She knew very well how bad Si Jiang's patience was.

Therefore, before the last trace of Si Jiang's patience was sold out, she hurriedly poked the boy's waist with her elbow, and hurriedly said, "Quickly tell me, what are you still doing sitting here? You're playing 123 wooden figures with Master!" ?”

The boy looked at Si Jiang cautiously and hesitantly.

Si Jiang's expression didn't change.

Si Jiang said expressionlessly: "I'll give you three seconds, if you continue to dawdle like this—"

Before Si Jiang could finish speaking, the boy finally opened his mouth softly.

The boy stammered and said incoherently: "We started to be haunted half a month ago. Half a month ago, our place was fine, and after half a month, we suddenly started to be haunted. From one to ten in the evening At two o'clock, someone would knock on the door and yell for me to open the door and let him in.

The voice changes constantly, sometimes it is a woman, sometimes a man, sometimes younger, sometimes older...

Not only my house was knocked on the door, but other houses were also knocked on the door.Like me, as soon as twelve o'clock in the evening, someone shouted to let the door open.

I am timid, live alone, dare not open the door.Someone who lives in the same building as me opened the door.The person who opened the door, the whole family died in the house the next day. "

As the boy talked, his head lowered lower and lower.

As soon as he recalled the terrifying scene that night, he couldn't help shivering.

He whispered: "After a few days, someone in our building came home drunk and forgot to close the door, and then the next day, just like that family, died in the house... Then I knew , if you don’t close the door after twelve o’clock, you will definitely die.”

Xilu trembled when he heard this, and became more and more frightened.

But Si Jiang and Lu Zhaolu were expressionless and unmoved.

The boy finished speaking incoherently, with a mournful face, and asked: "Master, what should I do now? I'm so scared, although I close the door as soon as it gets dark every day, but if someday... someday those ghosts pry the door Open, got in?"

Si Jiang: "It's easy."

The boy's voice paused, and he looked at Si Jiang with burning eyes.

Boy: "How...how?"

Si Jiang: "Move away."

Indeed, moving away is the easiest and most trouble-free solution.

And since the haunting started in their place, it is true that most of the residents moved out immediately.

He is also very clear about this.

He lowered his head, timidly staring at his toes.

He hesitated: "I...I..."

He opened his mouth and hesitated.

Seeing him wanting to say something but not wanting to, Si Jiang tapped the table impatiently with his index finger.

Si Xiang's forehead was throbbing with veins: "Don't waste my time."

The boy hesitated for a while and said, "I don't want to move out."

Si Jiang had a weird expression.

He knew that he might die at any time if he lived there, but he still wanted to stay there. Could it be that he had developed feelings for the ghosts there?

Seeing Si Jiang's distorted and weird expression, the boy knew that Si Jiang had misunderstood, so he hurriedly explained: "The rent is cheap there."

The corner of Si Jiang's eye twitched.

The boy continued: "Besides, and since someone died there... the rent is half cheaper than before. So, so I..."

Si Jiang understood.

Si Jiang stopped talking nonsense with him, and stood up from the sofa.

The boy looked up at Si Jiang in bewilderment.

Si Jiang: "Let's go."

The boy subconsciously asked, "...where are you going?"

Xilu was also puzzled.

Si Jiang: "..."

The corner of Si Jiang's eye twitched.

In the end, it was Lu Zhaolu who took the initiative to solve their doubts.

Lu Zhaolu: "Your home."

The boy still didn't respond.

Lu Zhaolu: "Isn't it to catch ghosts?"

Although Si Jiang has always had a bad temper, is very casual, and mostly does things on a whim...but he will definitely do what he promises.

That's how he promised the red ghost back then.

Although he knew that after he massacred the village, those ox-nosed veterans would definitely come to him, but since he agreed, Si Jiang did it without hesitation.

Even if he was imprisoned in the tomb afterwards, he didn't regret it at all.

Only then did the boy come back to his senses, and hurriedly said "Oh."

At a loss, he thanked Si Jiang.

After all, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't introduced himself yet.

He whispered, "Well, my name is Chang'an, and I'm in the same class as Xilu, but her grades are better than mine..."

Before he could finish speaking, Si Jiang interrupted him.

Si Jiang: "Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Chang'an opened his mouth, dumbfounded.

Si Jiang was impatient: "Lead the way."

Chang'an agreed obediently.

After responding, Chang An felt a little dazed.

It's really the same as what Xilu said, the master's temper is really not very good...

Chang'an thought silently, and brought Si Jiang, Lu Zhaolu, and Xilu to a dilapidated six-story building on Zhongnan Road.

The building looked very old, and the paint on the outside of the walls had basically fallen off, leaving only a bare cement surface.

The windows on the floors were also dark, covered with black dirt.

Chang An took them downstairs, and then took out the key, ready to open the big iron door at the bottom.

He slowly fumbled for the key from his pocket. While fumbling, he smiled embarrassedly at the two and the ghost: "Well, I may be a little broken here..."

The two of them didn't respond.

Lu Zhaolu's attention was on Si Jiang the whole time.

Si Jiang's attention was on Xi Lu.

Xilu, on the other hand, was looking up at Si Jiang with his head up.

Si Jiang: "What are you doing here?"

Xilu: "Help!"

Si Jiang: "How can you help?"

Xilu thought about it seriously.

After thinking about it, she said with a little frustration: "It's not helping..."

Si Jiang looked disgusted.

After all, Xilu blinked at Sijiang, and said with an innocent face: "Master is so powerful, it must be okay if I have one more or one less, right?"

Si Jiang glanced at Xilu with a disgusted expression, and then looked away indifferently.

Knowing that Si Jiang had agreed to let her stay, Xilu couldn't help cheering happily in his heart.

She knew that the master had a "cold face and a kind heart"!

Si Jiang suddenly sneezed.

……

What a cold and kind hearted person, in fact, is just too lazy to talk nonsense with Xilu.

Changping on the side took out the key for a long time.

I couldn't find the key, and with a creak, the iron door opened by itself.

Changping was taken aback.

Then, a middle-aged woman with a wrinkled face came out from the door, probably going out to buy something.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw three unfamiliar faces behind Changping, who seemed to be about to enter the building. The middle-aged woman immediately said without thinking: "Don't you know that this place is haunted?"

Si Jiang didn't respond, and Lu Zhaolu didn't reply.

So Xilu had no choice but to reply: "Auntie, we know."

When the middle-aged woman heard the sound, the expression on her face immediately turned into blame and confusion: "You know that this place is haunted, what are you doing here? Aren't you afraid of being haunted by ghosts?"

Xilu was about to point to Si Jiang at the side and say that they were here to catch ghosts, but at this moment, the middle-aged woman said again: "Another one died on the second floor today, hey... If you have nothing to do, don't go in Damn, this place is unlucky. If I didn’t buy a house here, I would have no money to rent another house, or I would have moved away a long time ago... What bad luck, why didn’t I think about buying a house here..."

The middle-aged woman complained and walked away slowly.

Ever since the ghosts started here, they have been walking and moving.

Most of the rest who haven't left are those like Chang'an who can't leave.

Hearing the middle-aged woman's words, Si Jiang asked, "Did another die today?"

Chang An nodded, walked into the building, smiled palely.

Changan: "It's not the first time, there's nothing to make a fuss about..."

Si Jiang didn't return, and followed Chang An into the building.

After entering the building, Si Jiang frowned slightly.

There is indeed a ghost here.

But very light, not strong.

So it means that ghosts do not come from here, but from outside.

Seeing that Si Jiang didn't move suddenly, Chang'an turned around in confusion, and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Si Jiang was expressionless: "Nothing."

Seeing that Si Jiang said nothing, Chang Ping didn't think much about it, turned around, continued to walk upstairs, and led Si Jiang upstairs.

This time, the other side.

Qi Bing was affixed with a fixed amulet and stood in the store, unable to move.

Qi Bing burst into tears.

……

half a month ago.

Wen Cheng stood in an open space, frowning.

The pointer of the compass in his hand was shaking violently.

Wencheng was in a bad mood.

He said with a cold face: "Why did you buy this piece of land, this piece of land is a cemetery, but it is a land of evil spirits!"

Chu Ren replied unhurriedly: "It's too cheap, and Chu is really tempted to see it. I originally planned to ask Master Lu to help, but Master Lu has never been free, so I had to come to you."

Wen Cheng said with a gloomy face, "Do you know how many ghosts there are underground here?"

Chu Ren: "But I heard Qixiang."

Wencheng: "Tens of thousands."

Chu Ren subconsciously asked: "Do you have a solution?"

Wen Cheng stood where he was and didn't speak for a long time.

There are tens of thousands of ghosts, and it is impossible for him to subdue and expel them alone.

Even if he went back to find other disciples in the sect, he might not be able to subdue him.

Unless Lu Zhaolaw is there.

Wen Cheng was silent for a while, and said, "Only Master Lu can do it."

Chu Ren understood and smiled.

Chu Ren said: "If I could invite Lu Xianshi, I would not come to you."

Wen Cheng looked unhappy.

Wen Cheng said, "Forget it, there is another way."

Chu Ren raised his eyebrows and asked, "What way?"

With a sullen face, Wen Cheng said, "—Let them all out."