Gravekeeper

Jinxiu Manor.

This is the most luxurious and grand mansion in the whole city of Luo.

Although it is not the central capital of Zhongyuan Province, Luo, as an ancient capital of many dynasties, is actually more livable.

In the living room of Villa No. 2, a woman who looks about 30 years old holds a mobile phone, her face full of sleepiness and helplessness:

"Suyun, don't worry, the one who came this time is a famous master in our Zhongyuan Province! He will definitely be able to find and destroy that ghost thing!"

"Bah, you are really shameless, aren't I accompanying you? What do you mean by lack of men? It's really not clean. I haven't slept well in your house..."

"I know, and it's too much trouble for you to live in your place during this period."

"Haha, okay, the doorbell rang, I guess someone is here, I won't chat with you anymore, let's meet at the beauty salon tomorrow morning..."

The woman hung up Ling and sighed.

However, before the call interface with the name ‘Su Suyun’ disappeared, the entire phone screen instantly turned dark, and blood-red fonts appeared on the phone:

[Foolish woman! Do you want to find some good-for-nothings to deal with that terrible thing? ]

[But it’s okay, finding some people to give their heads to you may delay your death date, because you know you can’t escape, right? ]

[So if you want me, your best way is to quickly order a coffin and prepare for death, so that no one can collect your body! ]

[Of course, you can also choose to give up your twenty years of Yang life and convert it into Yin life. Maybe I can tell you how to advance to the rank. By that time, you may have the power to fight back. ]

[……]

Zhou Yingzhu’s face became extremely ugly, and the pale palm holding the phone stretched blue blood vessels.

She didn’t quite understand why even if such a weird thing appeared, that best friend still thought that there was no weirdness in the world, but some messy virus.

However, her home was really not clean.

Others didn't know, but she knew.

Because in her dream, she had felt the malicious intent that was not concealed at all.

It was because of this that, as the Book of Life and Death said, she knew that she could not escape!

Could it be that she really had to pay twenty years of life as written in the Book of Life and Death? But, that's twenty years!

She only had thirty years left of life.

If she paid twenty years at once, wouldn't she become an old lady?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yingzhu no longer hesitated. When the doorbell rang again, she pressed the button to open the door and then walked out.

On the road that was nearly a mile long, a Range Rover slowly drove over. Facing the vehicle, Zhou Yingzhu smiled and looked at a white-browed monk in a monk's robe who slowly got off the car:

"Master Zhishan, you are finally here."

The white-browed monk named Zhishan shook his eyebrows, as if he was not used to the color he had just dyed.

However, this job obviously cannot afford to fail:

"Amitabha! My disciple told me before, but I didn't believe it. Today, I saw that Master Zhou's forehead was black, and I am afraid that he will be killed!"

Zhou Yingzhu's face was bitter:

"Master, let's go in."

Master Zhishan winked at his assistant and apprentice behind him, and then followed him in.

It has to be said that Master Zhishan's professional level is absolutely excellent.

After entering, with just a few words, Zhou Yingzhu, the former "sister-in-law" of the Central Plains Province, nodded repeatedly and believed it without a doubt.

Even before the matter was resolved, Zhou Yingzhu waved her hand and directly transferred a "deposit" of one million to him.

Master Zhishan took out a latest model of Fruit 17 mobile phone, looked at the large amount of money that went directly to Zhang, and smiled from ear to ear.

But soon, the transfer of one million became dark, and the mobile phone virus that had been spreading since this morning and was very evil appeared again:

[You used extremely skilled words and professional scams to defraud a lot of money for you! ]

[You are proud of your eloquence! ]

[But you overlooked one thing. ]

[That is... if there is really a ghost here, what should you do? ]

[Are you ready for the first "professional assessment" in your life? 】

Looking at the bloody words on it, Master Zhishan frowned slightly. He was not old enough to know much about these new things, but he heard that the apprentice behind him seemed to have been studying this thing this morning.

I don’t know what it is.

As for whether there are ghosts?

Master Zhishan obviously didn’t care. He has been in the industry for 20 years. Doesn’t he know whether there are ghosts in this world?

But he was too lazy to think about it. He put the phone on the coffee table in front of him and was about to get close to this sister Zhou.

According to legend, this person’s origin is very special and is related to a major case in Zhongyuan Province before.

Such a beauty, if it is possible...

Unfortunately, just as he was about to speak, a panicked voice came from the intercom at the door:

"Ms. Zhou, a taxi broke into your manor directly..."

"Break into?"

Zhou Yingzhu was stunned.

How did a taxi get through the gate of her Jinxiu Manor No. 2?

Did they just knock the door open? That's too much!

Obviously, Zhou Yingzhu never thought that her guess was actually very close.

However, she didn't have time to think about this question. The engine sound outside the door was getting closer and closer, and then it stopped directly in front of the villa.

Through the French window of the living room, you can see at a glance that it is a blue and white taxi with Los Angeles characteristics.

A young man in a black windbreaker got off the taxi.

What's even more strange is that the young man actually has an extremely strange thing in his hand, which seems to be a statue of the God of Wealth.

Then, the young man walked in without paying any attention to others.

Zhou Yingzhu frowned slightly, then relaxed a little, because she had to, this young man was too handsome, but she still asked coldly:

"Who are you, how did you get in?"

Who else could the person be but Chu Qing? He took a calm look at Zhou Yingzhu in front of him, and he already knew what was going on, so he said:

"My name is Chu Qing, I heard from Sister Yun, you need to exorcise evil spirits here, right? I have some research in this area, so I volunteered to come here."

Prying?

After Zhou Yingzhu heard the name "Sister Yun", the vigilance of her eyebrows was reduced a lot.

But Master Zhishan, who was still sitting on the sofa in the living room not far away, was obviously a little restless:

"Donor, I'm here, so you don't have to worry too much. The things here are not something you, a rookie, can handle..."

After he finished speaking, Chu Qing didn't care at all, just smiled and glanced at the old monk.

The old monk looked back without caring, but at this moment, his mobile phone on the coffee table flashed again, which attracted the old monk's attention:

[You are lucky! ]

[The first "professional assessment" in your life seems to have ushered in a turnaround. ]

[Of course, this requires you to find a way to take back what you just said. ]

[Or, you can kneel down and beg for forgiveness for the offense you just made. ]

Looking at his own mobile phone on the coffee table, the old monk was stunned and his eyes rolled.

Zhou Yingzhu on the side had already said:

"Master, this person was introduced by my best friend, please give me a face..."

Master Zhishan pretended to be dissatisfied and looked at Chu Qing and said:

"In this case, well, donate, come out for a while, I will tell you about Donor Zhou's situation."

Chu Qing really didn't understand what the monk meant, so he followed him out.

Then, the monk passed by the disciples and assistants who seemed to be preparing for the ritual and came to the empty manor outside the villa. He glanced at Zhou Yingzhu who had not come out, and then whispered to Chu Qing:

"Brother, let me know. Let's split the deal 50-50. How about that?"

The man spoke again, no longer as solemn as before.

Chu Qing looked at him with interest: "What do you want to know?"

The monk took out his mobile phone, and the scarlet font of the Book of Life and Death was still there:

"This thing! As soon as you came, this thing prompted this. Good guy, before, I had to fool you.

Now with this high technology, there is no need to say anything, it works directly. So, teach me how to do this, this time's deal... I'll split 30% and you 70%, okay?"

Looking at the monk who seemed to have made a great decision, Chu Qing finally couldn't help but laugh.

He liked such interesting "teammates" too much.

I hope the thing that came with him also likes it.

Thinking of this, Chu Qing did not answer him, but slightly raised his head. He did not know when, at the eaves of the manor, a pitch-black crow had already stood there, facing Chu Qing's sight, and came a series of shrill cries:

"Gah...Gah..."

The cry was hoarse, like the low ringing of a death knell.