Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Xing Fei split his troops into two groups, one to go to the abandoned chemical plant, and the other to catch the landlord. As the water in the pool continued to decrease, the bottom of the pool gradually became visible.

Everyone looked at the sack inside. After they pulled it up, the stench of decay was so strong that it made people want to vomit.

“Ugh~~~”

"Only a human corpse would emit this smell. This murderer is really cunning. He used the smell of a chemical plant to cover up the smell of a rotting corpse. After a long time, everything will rot away and there will be nothing left to find."

When the sack was opened, a rotten head was found inside.

The eyes were gouged out, leaving only two black holes.

Li Wenhao couldn't help but vomit loudly. His face turned pale and he said weakly, "My eyeballs were dug out. Maybe they were eaten too?"

Everyone nodded in tacit understanding, not wanting to continue this topic.

Xing Fei and others took the head and the murder weapon back and washed up briefly.

With a gloomy face, he walked up to Su Chen with a complicated look in his eyes: "You are right, thank you, I will transfer the 2,000 yuan for fortune-telling to you, let's add WeChat, maybe we will see each other again in the future."

"...We can stop seeing each other. Honestly, I don't really want to. I just want to do some fortune-telling to earn some tuition money."

Xing Fei didn't say anything. He quickly transferred the money and said softly, "Su Chen, you can go back now. Thank you for your cooperation."

"It's okay. Paying for fortune-telling is only natural."

It was still early when Su Chen returned to the rental house. He drew a few talismans on paper. When he felt a headache, he went to sleep. When he recovered, he continued drawing.

A light golden glow like a thread of hair floated directly over.

Looking at the light, Su Chen's eyes lit up. He took it into his body. His Taoist power increased a little and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This body is not bad. It is a good seedling for practicing Taoism.

I felt a lot more relaxed. I opened my phone, looked at the hot headlines, clicked on the video and took a look. Fortunately, it was filtered and only his back was visible.

#Suburban Ogre#

#Chemical Plant#

#Body found on playground#

The sound of unlocking was heard and Su Chen turned his head to look over.

Wang Hao came in with his head drooping, looking listless. He sat down on the ground with a dull look in his eyes. "Ah, why are you back so early? Did your fortune-telling go well?"

"Well, it went pretty well. I made three thousand yuan."

"What? You really did succeed."

Su Chen looked at the excited people and subconsciously moved his position. He said calmly, "Well, it's relatively simple. It's finished in the morning and there's nothing to do in the afternoon."

"No, you should be sleeping during the day. Why are you out? You have to work part-time at night. How can you be energetic at night if you run around without rest?"

Wang Hao waved his hand and sighed, "You don't have to go tonight. You'll have to wait for notification when to go. There's been a murder in the bar. Ah Hua, the man I told you about this morning... is dead."

"Dead? How did he die?"

"I don't know. I saw some discussion in the group chat. They said his death was very strange. His body was smiling. He died in the alley behind the bar. He was fine that morning. We were still talking."

Su Chen looked at him, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said comfortingly: "How about you help me, and we'll split the money half."

"If you work fast, it'll be over in half a day. You can earn much more than working in a bar and doing odd jobs."

Wang Hao tilted his head and muttered quietly, "But I can't tell fortunes. If I do odd jobs for you, wouldn't that be taking advantage of you? I can't do that. It's not easy for you to make money."

"It's okay. The bar won't close. It will be open in a few days at most. Don't worry about me. Since you have business, that's the best."

"Three thousand a day. If there's business every day, that's ninety thousand a month. Holy crap, ninety thousand..."

Su Chen looked at the person who jumped up and said helplessly: "It's impossible to go every day. It rains easily in the summer. If it rains, we can't go. Then we won't have money."

Wang Hao calmed down and sat down, holding out his hand: "You can draw talismans, right? Give me some and I'll help you sell them. You can treat me to a meal later."

"I'm at a bar, so I see a lot of people and it's easy to sell amulets."

"Really? Your boss won't be mad, will he?"

"No, I'll just give him one. He's superstitious, so I'm sure it will work. If your talisman really works, you won't have to worry about not being able to sell it."

Su Chen took out a small handful, about twenty or so, and said softly: "The red ones are disposable, fifty-one, and the ones with a little gold can resist three times, one hundred and one."

Wang Hao packed it in a box and said seriously, "Don't worry, brother. I will definitely sell it for you. I will promote it in the kitchen. Combined with Ah Hua's work, the amulet will definitely sell well."

"Tell me, is there anything interesting in today's fortune telling?"

"It's just so-so, except for the two murders. You can tell by looking at the hot headlines on your phone."

A scream was heard, and Wang Hao grabbed his shoulders, looking him up and down with shining eyes, as if he was looking at some rare treasure.

Su Chen felt a little uncomfortable and said unhappily: "Haozi, your eyes are really disgusting. I'm not a girl. You better restrain yourself, otherwise I will really get angry."

"No, brother, you have such great ability, why didn't you tell me earlier? If you had told me earlier, you wouldn't have to sell yourself. You could have made money yourself and used it to treat the children in the orphanage."

"...I emphasize again, I didn't sell my body. I only sold it for three years for a three-year contract, and then another two million at the end of the contract. It was just a marriage agreement. I didn't touch her."

Wang Hao nodded perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, I'm not selling myself, but if you divorce at the end of the term, you'll become a second-married man. How will you explain it in the future?"

"How old are you? You're still a college student. It's really embarrassing to be called a second-married man."

Su Chen shrugged and said calmly, "Who cares? The children in the orphanage were seriously ill and they couldn't afford to delay. I only had to sell three years of my time to save them. It was a good deal."

"Reputation is something you can't bring with you when you're born, so there's no need to worry too much about it. Doing something good and saving people is more important than anything else."

"Dean Mama doesn't know, that's the money you earned from selling your body, right?"

"I don't know. I said it was a donation."

Wang Hao sighed, reached out and patted his shoulder, with a look of emotion on his face: "We are really a pair, brothers in distress. My family situation is complicated, and the burden on you is not light either."

Su Chen smiled, without any sadness on his face.

“Take it one step at a time. Whether you are happy or unhappy, you will live your life. Why make yourself unhappy?”

"For now, I make money slowly and it's a little difficult. When I become more advanced, catch ghosts and set up Feng Shui, and can get the red seal, then I will make money much faster."

Wang Hao pointed at himself, a little confused: "Brother, what can I do in the future? Give me some advice."

Su Chen said without hesitation: "Opening a funeral shop and making paper people and paper houses may seem unlucky, but it is a shop that can make a lot of money. I can also introduce business to you."

"...Hey, you know what, this is actually quite promising."