Gravekeeper

Luocheng, Jinshan District.

As a local old and dilapidated house, it is located in the old city.

At the same time, because a processing plant was opened nearby, most of the residents moved out and waited for demolition, and the remaining ones really had no place to live.

One of them was Fang Ping.

"Huh..."

Fang Ping let out a long breath.

He lay on the bed, looked at his slightly red fingers, and then looked at the folded pieces of waste paper on the table.

According to Chu Qing's standards, only a few of them were barely completed.

But it was enough to make Fang Ping feel a sense of accomplishment.

Although he himself didn't know the meaning and reason for doing this, it was purely out of trust in Chu Qing.

But...

Thinking of this, Fang Ping touched the special paper man in his arms.

The red banknote paper man, ugly and cute, plus his own birth date, made him really feel that this origami man was really like another self.

Who did Chu Qing learn this from?

I've never heard of this guy being so good before.

Putting the lifelike paper figurine back into his arms, Fang Ping took out his phone that he had thrown aside and casually opened WeChat, but was suddenly stunned.

After graduating from the senior year, the classmates who were not very close to each other originally went their separate ways during the summer, and there were almost no people talking in the original class group.

But when he clicked in today, the red 99+ numbers clearly showed that something seemed to have happened.

Fang Ping clicked in decisively and went straight to the beginning of the topic.

The line of words that came into his eyes made Fang Ping's eyes widen, and he suddenly sat up from the bed he had just laid down.

'Zhao Miao: Something big happened! Lin Yuancheng, the chairman of Senmu Group, committed suicide in the Second Hospital this evening due to mental illness. His wife died of acute cerebral hemorrhage, and his son, unable to accept this reality, jumped off the building. '

'Liu Yunyun: Is it true? ? ? ’

‘Zhao Miao: Absolutely true! I accompanied my mother to get checked today. The body of Mr. Lin was just a few dozen meters away from me. He jumped from the eighth floor. His head hit the ground with a bang. It was horrible. ’

‘Wang Qing: What the hell? I went to apply for a job at Senmu Construction today! This shit, it won’t affect my monthly salary of 6,000 yuan, right? ’

‘Mu Hong: Wait, the son of Senmu Group? His last name is Lin? Is he the one...’

‘Li Qingyun: That’s right, the new boyfriend of our An University campus belle. Good guy, this time the An University campus belle didn’t expect that she would be wiped out before she even entered the rich family...’

‘Liu Yunyun: For me, Chu Qing and An Ruoxue were so well matched at the beginning. Why bother? Now it’s all right...’

‘Wang Qing: What’s the point of a talented man and a beautiful woman? Now it should be a man of wealth and a beautiful woman! But it’s a pity that the An University campus belle missed such an opportunity to fly up to the branches and become a phoenix. ’

‘Zhou Lingling: A bunch of people are still gloating over misfortune, don’t you know? Ruoxue and Lin Heng have already obtained the marriage certificate. Now this has happened. Do you know how much inheritance Ruoxue can get? ’

‘Wang Qing: Damn? The family was wiped out after obtaining the marriage certificate. Is there any conspiracy? ’

‘……’

The entire class group was caught up in a discussion

However, Fang Ping could only mechanically flip through the chat records in the group. Except for the first few sentences, his mind was not on this at all.

What huge inheritance, what conspiracy theory.

He didn’t care at all.

He only cared about one thing.

That was what Chu Qing said to him before he came back from the Beishan Cemetery this afternoon:

‘This thing can exorcise ghosts. Lin Heng has a ghost, and it is estimated that his family has ghosts! ’

If there is a ghost, he will not live long!

He suddenly grabbed the origami man in his arms.

However, at this moment, he suddenly found that just outside the window, a faint red light appeared not far away.

His house was on the first floor. In Jinshan District, as an old building, it only had six floors at most. There was not even an elevator, let alone too bright and eye-catching street lights.

The faint red light outside seemed extremely abrupt.

He looked up, but when he saw the neighbor, Fang Ping was slightly stunned.

It turned out to be a lantern.

No, it was a balloon?

Fang Ping blinked, and for a moment, he couldn't tell it apart.

However, it seemed to be a glowing balloon, so it should be a lantern!

But how did this thing appear next to his window?

Fang Ping didn't know, he subconsciously opened the window, wanting to take a closer look at it.

The faint red light suddenly illuminated his whole body.

An indescribable sense of comfort spread all over his body.

In this feeling, Fang Ping slightly narrowed his eyes, and the whole person even had an illusion of floating in the air.

However, as soon as this feeling came, Fang Ping seemed to wake up and looked up.

At some point, the blood-red lantern had appeared above his head, and he seemed to finally see clearly what was lit in the blood-red lantern.

It was a human head.

Fang Ping was horrified,

Unfortunately, it seemed too late.

At some point, the lantern had been buckled on his head.

Then, through the open window, a living person was pulled up and flew into the air.

‘Take off~’

…

In front of the Beishan Cemetery.

It was still a taxi.

The taxi driver, who still had a gloomy face, scanned the money and hurriedly left this ghost place.

Chu Qing didn't care about the exhaust gas from the taxi driver's slamming on the accelerator. He held the Yin God of Wealth statue in his hand and returned to Beishan Cemetery.

Lin Heng died.

Their whole family died without any accident.

Chu Qing was very satisfied with the result.

Because his gains were visible to the naked eye.

[Chu Qing]

[Grade: None]

[Yin life: four months, Yang life: three months]

[Symbiosis (status): The own Yang life is greatly reduced, and the blood pupil ghost can be fully driven. ]

[Note: Yin life tastes really good, but that inferior human was infected by Yin Qi in advance, so it can transform this little Yin life. Let me eat the thing in your arms. I have a hunch that its taste is much stronger than that human. ]

That's right, in the end, Chu Qing naturally couldn't let An Ruoxue kill Lin Heng.

And it's not too troublesome, and there are too many traces, he is too lazy to cause trouble with the inspector.

Fortunately, there are many areas where the Blood Eye Dragon King's abilities can be developed.

After looking at each other, the ability of the Blood Eye can control blood, which is equivalent to controlling Lin Heng's actions.

After confirming An Ruoxue's idea, he directly used the Blood Eye to drive Lin Heng to jump down from the eighth floor in front of everyone.

This also completely saved all the trouble.

He also gained a full month of Yin life.

After the treatment, he let An Ruoxue deal with the aftermath in the hospital, and he, with his real goal, returned to this "kingdom" that belonged to him.

The door was reopened.

The Yin Qi at night was several points more concentrated than that during the day.

It made Chu Qing, who was still an ordinary body, shudder slightly.

The Blood Eye emerged, and his eyes quickly swept over.

The Beishan Cemetery was pitch black under the night, and even a little light could not be seen clearly.

But it did not hinder his sight.

"Meow!"

Two green dots sounded not far away.

Chu Qing smiled slightly and stretched out his hand:

"You are a good housekeeper, not bad, I will feed you a delicious meal tomorrow."

"Meow meow!"

The black cat seemed to understand Chu Qing's promise, and jumped excitedly into Chu Qing's arms, then leaped and squatted on his shoulder.

Chu Qing didn't care, but took a deep breath.

Whether it was Yin Caishen or anything else, it was not as important as the door he was about to step into!

The Death Apartment was a combination of Ding Xie's opening and the strange rules that he had to summon in advance according to his own understanding.

This was the best candidate for the gravekeeper 'grave ghost', and he must not make any mistakes.

Thinking of this, Chu Qing came to the guard room and pushed open the door of the guard room.

And Yin Caishen slowly followed him in.

With his bloodshot eyes, he saw that the faceless ghost had been thrown on the door. Now, the door must have been soaked in yin energy.

The light was on, and he threw the faceless ghost aside, looking at the blood-red words on the door of the guard room, which seemed to have dried up a little.

Three minutes passed, and there was no change.

He was ready for failure.

After all, Ding Xie had repeated this action for several times, if not more than a dozen times, before he awakened the prototype of the death apartment.

He wanted to succeed for the first time, and it would be difficult even if he made some extra preparations.

This was a reasonable failure, and he was not frustrated.

However, just when Chu Qing was about to give up completely.

Suddenly, his bloodshot eyes focused instantly,

The blood-red dry words on the glass seemed to have suddenly turned into the shape of what had just been written, and they flowed slowly,

Finally, they disappeared on the glass.

It was as if something had sucked the blood-written words dry...