[Soul Ferry] I see ghosts every day at work

Zhao Li and Xia Dongqing waved their sleeves and walked gracefully, but An Ming still wanted to stay to clean up the Xu family's mess.

When everyone in the Xu family woke up, An Ming didn't hide anything, and explained clearly the origin of the stone tablet in the backyard of the Xu family's old house. Will forget to render it well.

It's just that An Ming didn't mention the more detailed matters, and only said that everyone lay in the backyard all night because of the formation.

And Zhang Tianshi, who caused everyone to lie on the hard ground all night for no reason, naturally couldn't get any favors in Xu's house. Xu Shuangqiang, who was vengeful, ordered his younger brothers to "entertain" him well.

As for the will of the old man of the Xu family, it is actually not that complicated.

The will announced by the old man of the Xu family was indeed not the final will.And asking the three children to find his will in the old house is nothing more than hoping that the three children can regain their old friendship in the process of finding the will, live in harmony in the future, and develop the Xu family's family business.

Regardless of whether the three children can finally find the so-called "will", lawyer Zhou will announce the final real will after his first seven years.The three brothers and sisters of the Xu family will also receive a fair distribution of inheritance.

An Ming went to Lawyer Zhou after Xu Shuanghui approached him. With Mr. An's methods, it was not difficult to know about this matter. The reason why he accompanied the Xu family siblings to this incident was of course not because of Xu Shuanghui's promise It's as simple as that little money.

What he wants is the magic weapon from the underworld, which is suppressed on the "other side" of the fierce sword - the Hades bell.

This Bell of Hades is shaped like a bell, small and exquisite. For some reason, it fell into the human world. In addition, other uses are not at all.

This Hades bell was finally used to suppress the other side's fierce sword bound by Yin spirits, and it was considered to be the best use of it.

In the middle of the night, everything is quiet.

At the entrance of an ordinary alley in a half-old urban area, a lantern at the entrance of a teahouse was dimly lit.

This is an all-night teahouse. The shop is small and quaint. Residents living in this area know this teahouse.But no one knows its name. It is said that because this teahouse has a long history, no one knows its real name until now, so it is called "teahouse, teahouse".

An Ming walked into the teahouse with his suitcase. At this time, there were no customers in the teahouse, and even the waiter serving tea and water was sitting on the side and dozing off with his head propped up.He went straight to the cashier counter and smiled at the woman in a cheongsam standing behind the counter: "I have an appointment with your boss."

The woman was wearing a floral cheongsam with a blue background and white border. She looked less than thirty and had a gentle temperament. When she saw that it was An Ming, she smiled back and said, "The boss is on the second floor to check the accounts. Mr. An can do whatever he wants."

An Ming didn't say much to her, he carried his suitcase and stepped up the stairs next to the counter.On the second floor, go straight to the innermost room in the hallway.

The door of the room opened, and inside was an extremely ordinary office. A young man in a suit and glasses sat behind the desk and looked down at the documents.

An Ming stopped at the door, straightened his back, and knocked lightly on the door.

The young man in the room didn't move at all, and didn't raise his head. After a while, he stretched out his hand to push his eyes on the bridge of his nose, and said slowly, "Since when did Mr. An become so particular about rules?"

When An Ming saw that someone paid attention to him, he walked into the room, closed the door smoothly, put the suitcase in his hand on the young man's desk, sat down facing the young man, crossed his legs, crossed his fingers, and relaxed. Ran smiled, elegant but provocative: "Look, is it right?"

The young man glanced at the suitcase on the table out of the corner of his eye, reached out to lift the suitcase, and put it at his feet: "There is no reason to be worried about the things sent by Mr. An. Mr. An has worked hard this time."

"I deserve my hard work, but this time I have to thank Master Cui..." An Ming deliberately paused, waiting for the young man, that is, Master Cui, to finally look up at him before continuing, "Your right-hand man, if not With Brother Zhao's help, things won't go so smoothly this time."

Master Cui has a pair of beautiful eyes, but it happens that he has a pair of old-fashioned eyes, which cover his bright eyes tightly, and people can't see half of the emotion in his eyes: "Mr. An is reminding me that I want to Let me calculate with you that I used Ghost Eye and Zhao Li to help you get rid of the ghosts on the other side and get back the account of Hades Zhong?"

An Ming chuckled twice: "How dare I dare, I don't have the guts to settle accounts with Master Cui." Although Master Cui in front of him only looks like a young man, An Ming knows his identity, and he has the right to be under the Ten Palaces of Yama. The biggest assistant officer, anyone who has to deal with ghosts and spirits knows everything about this cold-faced Master Cui.

Although Master Cui verbally said that he wanted to settle the score, An Ming had known him for many years and knew his bottom line to some extent. Knowing that he was not serious with him, he changed the subject and continued: "An Ming is just a little curious, Why do the people in the underworld just let the Ghost Eye of the Netherworld wander in people's homes for decades, once the power of the Ghost Eye is discovered and used, it cannot be underestimated."

"Let... let..." Master Cui chewed these two words, and let out a chuckle from his throat, "how can you let go before the time comes?"

An Ming closed his eyes. He knew that Xia Dongqing had a pair of ghost eyes, which could see through the worlds of yin and yang, evil and nothingness. However, An Ming was not sure how powerful these eyes were. Now, after listening to Mr. Cui, Tone, the existence of Xia Dongqing seems to be different to the underworld.

"This ghost eye is so deep and unfathomable, you are really not worried if only Zhao Li is left by his side?"

"Hehe..." Master Cui turned the pen in his hand, and closed the documents spread out on the table, "It seems that Zhao Li has been idle for too long, and people have forgotten his depth."

An Ming felt a "thump" in his heart, then remembered the teaching he had received since he was a child, and pursed his lips with a smile: "Master Cui is right."

Master Cui arranged the documents on the desktop neatly, then took out a stack of documents from the drawer at hand, put them in front of him, and opened the first one: "It's getting late, why don't Mr. An go back to rest earlier."

Since the host had issued an order to evict guests, An Ming didn't stay any longer, got up to bid farewell, put his hands in his trouser pockets and left.But he couldn't help thinking about the conversation with Master Cui just now. Although it was only a few words, the information conveyed in it was enough for him to think about it for a while.

Slowly stepping out of this unnamed teahouse, An Ming got into the car, glanced at the lonely teahouse from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but curl his lips—some things became more and more interesting.

The sports car sped away, the wind blowing the lanterns that gave off a faint light, and it returned to calm after a while.

The author has something to say: spend some pen and ink on An Ming, just as a warm-up for the following plot.Afterwards, the scene will return to convenience store No. 444, and the long-lost daily routine will be launched (*^__^*)

PS Pendulum 2 is on, I have to work hard to finish it, make a fist!