After the scum finished ghost attack, I put it back on again

Fu Lin wiped the sweat from his forehead, his whole body was tired and weak, as if he had worked hard all night and didn't take a moment to rest.

After he found himself in a dream last night, he struggled to wake up, but fell into the second dream without knowing it, and it was extremely tiring over and over again.

On the other hand, a certain ghost looked refreshed and had a good sleep.

"Why are you in such a good mood?" Fu Lin felt deeply unbalanced.

"I had a good dream." The mummy admitted happily.

Fu Lin became even more angry, and he sneered angrily twice to show his dissatisfaction.

Everyone obviously slept on the same bed, Fu Yi had a sweet dream, but he had a horrible nightmare.

Said it was a nightmare, but Fu Lin didn't have much memory of the specific plot and details of the dream. He only remembered a few very graphic moments. He recalled it seriously, probably because Shen Yuan pressed him on the bed and made some This and that.

Fu Lin's face changed slightly.

Wait, when did he...have such thoughts about his brother? !

How can this be, Shen Yuan regards him as a brother, but he wants to go to Shen Yuan?

No, no, if Shen Yuan knew about this, he would definitely be made into a ghost string to sacrifice to heaven.

Fu Lin closed his eyes and calmed down, comforting himself, he probably hasn't appreciated the still photos of beauties for too long, his mind is full of mud, and he lacks normal imagination.

I can't figure out the big beauty, so I can only use Shen Yuan to make up the number.

However, he can't be blamed for this matter, the culprit is Fu Yi, who let him have nothing to do with so much yin in the room, and sleep on him, it's just poisonous.

Fu Lin glanced at the time, got up from the bed, and while changing clothes, warned his ghost servants one by one: "Don't go to my bed in the future, don't touch me casually, and don't release them in my room." Yin Qi, and, when I am asleep, you must be more than 100 meters away from me."

The mummy casually raised his eyelids, turned over, and faced Fu Lin with the back of his head.

Fu Lin really wanted to show the disobedient corpse servant a little bit, but he was rushing out to make money today.

The mummy turned its head sideways: "Going out?"

Fu Lin: "Yes, go out to catch ghosts and make money."

The mummy was a little dazed: "Make money?"

The strength of the Shen family surpasses all major families and factions.

The journey of catching ghosts and suppressing evil is an indisputable profit.Sometimes, just an ordinary Suppressing Evil Talisman can be sold for a sky-high price.

Although the Shen family didn't intentionally collect money, how much wealth they have accumulated, even the head of the Shen family can't figure it out.

Shen Yuan has never considered the issue of money in his whole life.

Every day, countless people crowded their heads and wanted to send him money, but they couldn't get through.

And today...

The mummy looked at Fu Lin who was about to go out to carry bricks with strange eyes.

Doesn't he know that his ghost servant is always rich?

Fu Lin pushed open the door, and turned back to tell the mummy: "You stay at Shen's house well today, and wait for Shen Yuan to come back."

"Oh, by the way, if you see Shen Yuan, you have to be careful." The young man was not at ease, so he stopped and continued to instruct the mummy of his family, talking about some of Shen Yuan's habits and taboos one by one.

From living habits to personality preferences, Fu Lin talks eloquently and knows everything well.

The mummy was silent, but there were some strange colors in the eyes: "You are very clear."

"Yes, I have done research."

"……Research?"

Fu Lin nodded, and found a document called "Shen Yuan's Attribute Raiders" from the memo in his mobile phone.

"The favorability of the big boss is not easy to brush up, so you have to be cautious in what you say and do."

"Favorite?" The face of the mummy suddenly darkened, and the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees, "Why do you want to..."

Fu Lin noticed Fu Yi's strangeness, but said bluntly without any desire to survive: "Nonsense, how can I borrow something if I don't like it. Okay, put away your evil spirit, I'm going out, and I will return this document to you." Send you one too."

The young man closed the door without waiting for his ghost servant to answer.

It was the morning when the sun was shining brightly, but Shen's house was still gloomy, and the curtains were locked tightly, blocking out the warm light.However, the mansion is very lively, with children coming and going, all kinds of ghost servants, those who clean, and those who cook.

Fu Lin was walking along the long corridor, and three figures, one tall and two short, walked towards him.

The glamorous girl was holding a delivery cardboard box that was a little bigger than herself, and moved forward with difficulty. Behind her were two delicate babies of five or six years old, a boy and a girl.

They also each held a courier box that was bigger than themselves, and floated forward with difficulty.

"What did you buy?" Fu Lin took Shen Mo's cardboard box smoothly.

"Brother Fu Lin?" The girl tilted her head and popped out from behind the paper box, "This is a moisturizing mask."

Baby No. [-] also replied: "Whitening mask."

Baby No. [-] followed closely: "Wrinkle-removing mask."

Although Fu Lin was born fair and tender, it was all due to the effect of natural genes. He was still a slovenly straight man in essence, and he knew nothing about skin care.

He observed the little beauty in his teens, and was deeply puzzled: "You want...to remove wrinkles?"

"Of course it's not me, it's my brother..." She replied casually, but suddenly changed her words halfway, "Uh, oops, brother Fu Lin, you don't understand, you need to fight wrinkles as soon as possible, and it's too late to get rid of wrinkles."

She blinked again and changed the subject: "Are you going out?"

Fu Lin didn't think too much, and nodded: "I have accepted a ghost hunting business."

******

Qin Yuqian got up early today and tidied himself up.

He sat down in this stylish coffee shop five minutes early, ordered two cups of coffee, and waited for his poor and naive ex-boyfriend.

At exactly eleven o'clock, a young man with a handsome face walked into the coffee shop. He looked around, as if he was looking for someone.

Time has passed and is ruthless, but this young man miraculously still maintains an attractive greenness and innocence. Qin Yuqian's heart felt hot, and a few dark lights lit up in the depths of his eyes.

He suddenly recalled Zhou Yuanze in high school. At that time, he was also so young and beautiful. Countless men and women in their classmates harbored unfaithful feelings towards him, but Zhou Yuanze was like a high-altitude flower, rejecting everyone.

But this person was finally subdued by him, and Qin Yuqian was very proud.

At this moment, Zhou Yuanze was thinner than he remembered, with a pointed chin, he seemed to have no energy, and his eyes were still slightly black.

Qin Yuqian can already imagine how miserable Zhou Yuanze has been in the past few years.

A few months after they broke up, Zhou Yuanze dropped out of school, and none of their classmates heard from him again.

Qin Yuqian had received a jade pendant from Zhou Yuanze, but he was having fun with his new boyfriend at the time, and was not interested in learning about Zhou Yuanze's life and death.

Unexpectedly, when they met again, he was so down and out that he had to rely on playing tricks and cheating money to survive.

Qin Yuqian was quite moved and regretful in his heart, but he couldn't help feeling a bit superior and contemptuous.

The down-and-out young man pulled away the chair and sat opposite Qin Yuqian. He narrowed his Danfeng eyes slightly, and a spiritual light flashed in his eyes. He carefully examined Qin Yuqian, and after a while, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Yuanze, long time no see." Qin Yuqian said gently.

"Long time no see." Fu Lin stared at the other party's Yintang for a long time, hesitating to speak.

"What?" Qin Yuqian took the time to listen to how the other party was going to cheat.

Fu Lin: "I have never seen the blackness of your seal hall. Like you, you will either be with ghouls all year round, or you will die soon."

Qin Yuqian almost spat out a sip of coffee, and laughed disdainfully.

His life is not long?

I really dare to say anything.

He lived a wonderful life, ten thousand times better than Zhou Yuanze.

Qin Yuqian frivolously raised the corners of his lips, his malicious eyes swept across the other's facial features, moved all the way to Fu Lin's neckline, and finally stayed between the clear collarbone of the youth for a long time.

He stirred the coffee slowly: "How much?"

Fu Lin blinked: "It depends on how much your life is worth."