Open the door and send warmth to the community!

After registering all the way to the seventh floor, they came to a big green iron door.

Bai Miao stopped the shaggy ghost, raised his hand and knocked on the large green iron door with peeling paint: "Hello, we are from the Shanhai Community Neighborhood Committee, and we are here for the census."

There was no movement at the door, Bai Miao knocked again, and said calmly: "Can you please open the door and cooperate with us?"

After a long while, the big iron gate "clicked" open, and a strong and strong man looked out from the crack with his brows frowning.

Bai Miao quickly swept across the big man's face, and said with a smile, "Hi, I'm from the neighborhood committee, and I'm doing the census now..."

He looked Bai Miao up and down, and asked in a rough voice: "What neighborhood committee? Where's your work permit?"

Bai Miao: "..."

How could he have such a thing.

With a "boom", the green painted iron gate closed in front of Bai Miao.

The puffy-headed ghost blinked and asked, "Mr. Bai, there are two ghosts inside, do we want to ask questions?"

Bai Miao nodded, and the shaggy-headed ghost floated through the big iron gate again, dragging the two ghosts out.

It was a male ghost and a female ghost, and the male ghost was still yelling: "What are you doing? We are not crazy, and your neighborhood committee is looking for faults?"

Bai Miao saw that it was an old ghost again.

These two ghosts are the male ghost in undershirt and the female ghost in red dress.

Bai Miao lightly tapped her arm with her finger, raised her chin to signal the unkempt ghost to take the two ghosts to the top floor, and asked softly, "Where do you live?"

The male ghost in sweatshirt looked at Bai Miao fearfully, didn't want to answer at first, but after being stared at by the disheveled ghost, he said angrily, "No, we live next door."

Bai Miao: "Then what are you doing at other people's houses?"

The undershirt male ghost said impatiently: "Their family has offerings, can't I go and eat some offerings?"

The disheveled ghost stared wide-eyed: "You are stealing!"

Male ghost in sweatshirt: "Hey, do you think I want to? If I hadn't been slandered by others, I would have been reduced to eating other people's food?"

The unkempt ghost frowned: "You are disrespectful."

"Could it be possible that there are still Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in this world? Why don't you see them coming out to save sentient beings?"

The male ghost in the undershirt laughed mockingly, "It's also eaten by ghosts, so what if I eat it?"

Bai Miao turned to ask the shaggy ghost: "Are there any relevant regulations prohibiting this?"

The shaggy-headed ghost touched the hedgehog's head and said distressedly: "The neighborhood committee only stipulates that ghosts are not allowed to harm people. There are no regulations on this kind of thing."

Bai Miao looked back at the triumphant male ghost in sweatshirt, and asked calmly: "What are your names, what is your relationship, and how did you die?"

The male ghost in the undershirt said that he died suddenly, but the female ghost in the red dress pressed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Puffy-headed ghost: "Speak up."

The female ghost in the red dress lowered her head and brushed her hair in a concealed manner, trying to cover the bruises on her neck.

The male ghost in sweatshirt raised his eyebrows, and grinned maliciously: "She, she was strangled to death by me."

"..."

"It's not honest to marry me. You were born to be my man, and you will die as my ghost! Damn you still want to threaten me by jumping off a building in a red dress. Why don't I kill you with my own hands?" explain.

The female ghost in the red dress lowered her head, pinching the hem of her skirt with shaking hands.

Bai Miao glanced quietly over the female ghost in red skirt and the male ghost in sweatshirt, and then asked the shaggy-headed ghost: "There are no regulations, so is there any way to prevent them from entering human homes?"

The shaggy-headed ghost nodded: "There are two ways, one is to set up an enchantment in that human's house, and the other is to put a seal on them."

Bai Miao raised her eyebrows: "Then give them a seal."

The male ghost in sweatshirt opened his eyes wide, and said angrily, "Why? We didn't harm anyone, we just had something to eat... eh!"

The disheveled ghost took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve, and slapped the two ghosts.

It said with a smile: "Okay, they won't be able to enter popular houses from now on."

"What the hell are you meddling in your business! What the hell are you meddling with me..." The undershirt male ghost tried his best to pick at the rune that appeared on his chest, and cursed at Bai Miao.

Bai Miao looked away from the rune, and said flatly: "Humans and ghosts have different paths, this is just right."

The ghosts of the entire building have been registered, and only the house with the big green iron gate on the seventh floor has not been registered.

Bai Miao looked at the time and said, "Let's go first, get a work permit and come back."

It was close to noon, and the bustling Xishan First Street was still quiet and empty.

Obviously, the residual prestige has not dissipated.

Back at the neighborhood committee, Director Ao and Qingqiu and their deputy directors were not there, so Bai Miao could only ask the unkempt ghost: "Do you know where we can apply for a work permit for our neighborhood committee?"

The disheveled ghost touched his soaring hedgehog head and asked blankly, "What is a work permit?"

After asking around in the neighborhood committee, no one knows, but Bai Miao has no choice but to go to other places with the disheveled ghost to continue the census.

The street gradually returned to "lively".

Bai Miao and Pengtougui caught one of them, followed the clues to find out many ghosts from outside who secretly hid in the community.

Originally, a disheveled ghost is easy to fool, but with the addition of Bai Miao, no matter where they hide, they can be found out.

This is not over yet, as if he has opened his eyes, he can figure out whether they are wrong or not. One after another, the fines fly out like snowflakes, and the neighborhood committee's treasury is greatly enriched.

Because of this, Qingqiu waved his hand and added a lot of performance to Bai Miao, even the smile on his face became more sincere.

Bai Miao was also in a good mood, holding the salary and performance that had arrived, and even got the performance of more than 100 Lingzhu.

Not bad, although this community is strange, but the money comes in very quickly, and you can already try to ignore its shortcomings.

Recently, the ghosts and ghosts in the Shanhai Community changed their expressions when they heard about Baimiao.

So when a strange-looking rabbit came straight towards them, Bai Miao still felt a little fresh.

The rabbit's eyes were wide open, its snake tail and rabbit ears flicked, and its sharp beak shouted in horror: "Help, help! Go crazy, kill ghosts, kill rabbits!"

The shaggy ghost was surprised: "Armadillo?"

The rabbit went on a rampage until it hit a leg.

It grabbed the trousers of that leg, raised its snake tail, and said tremblingly: "My lord, help me, I saw a crazy ghost, it wants to kill the rabbit, help me!"

While shouting, the armadillo raised its head to look at the owner of the leg, and met Bai Miao's gaze.

Armadillo: "..."

Bai Miao:?

The armadillo rolled its eyes and fell to the ground with a plop, foaming from its beak.

"..."

"Kill the ghost!"

"Run! A ghost has gone mad!" The ghosts crouching on the street with their heads in their hands exploded in an instant, and fled in all directions in a commotion.

Bai Miao immediately took out her mobile phone and called out Jin Jiuri's name.

"Director Jin, there seems to be a ghost here on Xishan [-]rd Street going crazy."

There seemed to be a lot of noise on the phone, and Jin Jiuri's voice came after a while: "...what did you call me?"

"A ghost has gone mad." Bai Miao repeated.

"Wait." Jin Jiuri screamed sharply, and then the communication was cut off.

Bai Miao frowned, it seemed that Jin Jiu Ri couldn't get away for the time being.

The shaggy-headed ghost raised his head and asked, "Mr. Bai, what should we do?"

Bai Miao put away the phone: "Go back first, wait for Director Jin to come back."

The puffy-headed ghost raised his fist, patted his arm and said, "It's okay, it's just a crazy ghost, I can clean it up in one go."

Bai Miao looked at the disheveled ghost and the sky-high spiky hair that reached his thigh, thought for a while and said: "Then you go and track down that crazy ghost, don't let him hurt others."

The shaggy-headed ghost nodded, and disappeared on the spot in a flash.

Bai Miao saw that all the ghosts on Xishan Third Street had run away, picked up the armadillo on the ground, turned around and left quickly.

After running a few steps, he suddenly found Jiang Yuan walking this way while looking down at his phone.

"Jiang Yuan? Why are you here? Come with me..."

When Jiang Yuan looked up and saw him, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he turned away.

Bai Miao's eyelids twitched, it was clearly the alley where the armadillo ran out!

"Jiang Yuan! Come back!"

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yuan disappeared into the alley.

Bai Miao ran forward quickly, then suddenly stopped at the entrance of the alley.

The alley ahead was deep and narrow, and the sun could not even shine into this damp corner, only the water seeping from one side of the wall made a soft sound.

The alley was eerily quiet.

If you encounter a crazy ghost here, I am afraid it will be close to death.

Bai Miao took out her mobile phone and tried to connect to Jin Jiuri's communication, but found that there was no answer there.

Frowning, he stuffed the unconscious armadillo into a broken trash can near the entrance of the alley.

Taking out the mahogany sword from the backpack, Bai Miao pinched a few pieces of talisman paper and feathers in his trouser pocket with the other hand, and continued walking carefully.

Soon after reaching a fork in the road, Bai Miao tentatively called Jiang Yuan a few times, and noticed something out of the corner of his eye.

He quickly walked to a pile of broken wooden boards, reached out and wiped the red spot on one of the wooden boards, and lowered his head to smell it.

Still wet, freshly spattered blood.

Bai Miao raised her head and looked at the alley where the wooden planks were piled up. The front was still silent and gloomy.

His eyes turned cold, he got up and quickly chased into the depths of the alley.