supernatural unit

Zhang Wan was carried back home, and he slept until noon the next day before waking up. After eating at the police station, Fang Zhi personally came to see him out of the situation.

"I didn't get your consent before doing this. It's my fault. I'm sorry."

Seeing Fang Zhi followed by a large group of people, Zhang Wan didn't dare to say anything that would not forgive him, so he echoed a few awkward laughs and nodded repeatedly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not dead yet? Just pay attention next time, you pay attention next time..."

Fang Zhi nodded his head, looked at Zhang Wan's weird and uncoordinated expression, and said seriously:

"I heard that you lost your mobile phone. You can use the one given to you by the police station during this time. You don't have to return the mobile phone. It is our compensation for using your soul call without authorization."

Zhang Wan's face turned dark when he heard this, and he turned his head to look at Fang Zhi in disbelief, his chest hurting from being blocked by his words.

Taking his life to summon the soul, and his hand was involuntarily cut such a big hole, the police station just gave a mobile phone as a gift and it's over?

Who the hell wants your broken phone! ! !

Zhang Wan almost grinned, but Fang Zhi didn't feel anything wrong with Zhang Wan's eyes at all.

Even the other policemen behind him couldn't hold back their faces, but he was still explaining to Zhang Wan on his own.

"My phone number is stored in the phone. If you encounter any danger, you can contact me 24 hours a day, no need to divide the holidays."

"Thank you so much." Anyone can see that Zhang Wan is angry and has to be perfunctory, but Fang Datian doesn't care at all about his expression that seems to be eating shit, and continues:

"If you need my help, you must contact me as soon as possible."

Zhang Wan nodded repeatedly, wanting to leave quickly, but after getting down the stairs, he suddenly turned his head to look at Fang Zhi, and trotted all the way to him.

"Master Fang, how about...can you lend me some more money to take a taxi?"

Fang Zhi met his eyes, and after a while, he said, "The ghost bus case is not solved, and my salary has not been paid for three months."

Zhang Wan gave a long hum, and could even hear the sound of crows flying overhead.

The policeman behind him couldn't bear the embarrassment, took out his wallet, walked over and stopped Zhang Wan.

While counting the money, he explained to Zhang Wan in a low voice.

"The director of the Nanshi Exorcism Bureau is Fang Tianshi's father. He handed over the case to Fang Tianshi, but there has been no progress. His father is very angry. I heard that only Fang Tianshi was arrested. No salary was paid."

"Good guy, the second generation of officials."

Zhang Wan took the 200 yuan from the policeman, turned her head and glanced at Fang Zhi, but was hooked back by the policeman.

"What is the second generation of officials? You really haven't opened your eyes to know how deep the water of exorcism is! Fang's family is a big exorcist family that has been passed down for thousands of years. But there are too many people selling dog meat for gimmicks! Anyone without a certificate is a crooked way, who dares to hand over his life?"

"Let me tell you, the real celestial masters have only been the three of the Fang family for thousands of years—the former patriarch, the current patriarch, and the quasi-patriarch of the Fang family. The celestial masters of the Fang family are all divinely empowered. Feel free to offend!"

"Why do I feel that the more I listen to it, the more mysterious it becomes..."

"Anyone who can get the title of head of the Fang family is extremely strong! Look at Master Fang Zhi, he is the next quasi-head of the family. He passed the exorcism certificate when he was 12 years old. This year is already The last year of his ten-year service."

"Damn it, didn't he start working at the age of 12? Didn't he go to school?" Zhang Wan's eyes were full of pity, and the police slapped him on the head angrily.

"Why are you so underpaid? Do you know how many lives he can save and how many major cases he can solve in a year? How can his life be as ordinary as ordinary boys like you? He is a celestial master! Fang Xiao celestial master! His father is Master Fang, and his grandfather is Master Fang!"

"Oh! If he's not ordinary, why are you so excited!" Zhang Wan mumbled dissatisfiedly, covering her head.

"There are only a few thousand exorcists who can work with certificates every year, and even fewer people are assigned to small places like ours. Why do you think certified exorcists have to serve in the police force for ten years? It's so hard!!! There are so many ghosts and so few!"

Zhang Wan was forcibly brainwashed by the policeman, and tried to break free several times but failed to escape.

He turned his head and glanced at the entrance of the police station. Everyone had already surrounded Fang Zhi and went back, and this man was still pulling him and talking non-stop.

"Brother, stop, let's stop first, look, they are all gone, why don't you hurry up and follow? Master Fang is gone!"

"Ah? Are you leaving?" The policeman quickly turned his head to take a look, and Zhang Wan quickly took the opportunity to get out.

"Thank you. I'll return the money to you as soon as I earn it. Let's go first. I have an interview to catch up in the afternoon."

While looking inside, the policeman shouted at Zhang Wan:

"You still have the mind to go for an interview? Oh my god, this matter you've brought up is something that even Master Fang can't solve at once!"

Zhang Wan ran and waved to stop the car on the road, "Then what can I do, I'm so poor that I want to borrow money from your police, if I don't work, I will starve to death before being killed by ghosts."

Can the exorcist understand his sorrow as a low-level citizen?I don't understand at all!

Not to mention living in the safety zone of 100 yuan a day in the bureau, he can't even afford the money to buy buns.

Now Zhang Wan knows that the most desperate thing is not seeing a ghost, but that even if he sees a ghost, he still has to go to work the next day.

After getting the taxi, Zhang Wan quickly jumped in.He handed the business card to the driver, and when the two arrived at the above address, Zhang Wan discovered that the famous Youhuai Road was actually a crossroad, with pagoda trees planted on both sides of the road.

After getting off the car, Zhang Wan paid the money and looked around in confusion.

Here is an ordinary street, without high-rise buildings, no feasting, and when the wind blows, the nose is filled with the smell of locust trees. The simplicity makes people wonder if they have gone to the countryside.

The small shops on the street still had handwritten signs, the road was dirty, and a car wash shop was washing a black car.

The dirty washing water mixed with white foam flowed down the slope of the road to Zhang Wan's shoes.

Zhang Wan looked around, then took out his business card and mobile phone from his pocket, and called Qin Ye according to the phone number written on it.

While waiting for the connection, Zhang Wan turned around and looked around again. After the phone rang a few times, a man's voice "Hello?" came.

Zhang Wan quickly took the phone with both hands, and said into the receiver:

"Hi, Master Qin, hello, hello, I'm Zhang Wan who was moving bricks at the construction site yesterday afternoon, you said you asked me to come for an interview this afternoon, do you still have any impression?"

"It's you, are you here now?" Qin Ye's voice made people feel cool, neither alienated nor enthusiastic, gentle and polite.

"I'm here, but I don't know where No. 41 Youhuai Road is written on the business card. There is a cross road..."

"It's like this...Xiao Zhang, look for it. There is a seller of Indian oil in front of an intersection. Have you seen it?"

Zhang Wan quickly stretched his neck to look around, and when he turned to look behind him, he suddenly found that the shop selling Indian oil was standing behind him.

"I saw."

"Just follow this road. I have a pagoda tree shop on the side of the street. There is a very big old pagoda tree in front of the shop, which is still blooming. You should be able to recognize it at a glance."

Zhang Wan responded repeatedly, and after hanging up the phone, he put away his phone and walked inside.

There are no people on this road, and all the shops have pulled down the shutters, with the words for rent posted on the front.

The street is not long, and Zhang Wan quickly saw the big locust tree inside.

After trotting all the way, Zhang Wan checked the signboard by the door and couldn't help frowning.

"Is there a...ghost shop?"

There is an empty space between the character You and the character Ghost, which should have been Huai, but the side of the wooden character has fallen off and disappeared. At a glance, the signboard says You Ghost Store.

The red signboard is covered with dust, and it looks like an old shop with a sense of age.

Looking down, I saw two glass doors in front of the small door.

The glass door should have been newly installed in the past two years. It is wide open, and there is a yellow transparent plastic curtain behind the door.

Zhang Wan opened the curtain with her hand and walked in.

He looked around for a week. This place is a very ordinary canteen, with a long glass counter and shelves around it.

A man was sitting on a rattan chair behind the counter reading a book, Zhang Wan took a closer look, he was reading the kind of male-frequent novels with thick and small characters, and the title read——

"Urban Revenge Special Comprehension Soldier King"

...The expression was a bit indescribable for a while, Zhang Wan looked at him awkwardly, and whispered: "Master Qin? I'm here."

Probably because he was engrossed in watching, Qin Ye didn't seem to hear Zhang Wan's voice at all.

Zhang Wan waited for a while and found that there was no response, so he patted the glass counter lightly, moved closer and said:

"Master Qin Ye, I'm here for an interview!"

"Ah... oh oh oh! Come here, please sit down, please sit down."

Qin Ye hurriedly threw the book down and put it aside, and took off his glasses. He stood up with a smile, and made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Wan.

Zhang Wan looked around, and found that there were no chairs at all. There was a small plastic footstool next to the shelf, the kind that children would find too short for toddlers.

Seeing that Qin Ye had been asking him to sit down, he stepped back hesitantly, half squatted down on the small stool, and stared at him with his legs spread apart.

"Master Qin, is your stool... a bit short?"

Seeing Zhang Wan's embarrassed appearance, Qin Ye lowered his head and suppressed a smile a little embarrassedly. He covered his mouth and hurried out of the counter, opened the curtain and went to the back.

After a while, he brought out another normal chair for Zhang Wan to sit on.

Although Zhang Wan was embarrassed, she also knew that it was not intentional, so she got up and sat on the wooden chair again.

"Xiao Zhang, how did you settle that matter?"

Qin Ye walked behind the counter, propped his elbows on the surface of the glass case, and looked at him with a relaxed expression.

"It's not solved at all! Didn't you say that I had an adventure last night? Do you know what kind of adventure it is?"

As Zhang Wan said, he closed his eyes and shook his head, with a painful look on his face, "A little celestial master Fang came over from Nanshi, and he pulled me over as a bait to summon my soul! It hurts so much, I feel like I'm going to die soon." Killed by him!!!"

"Pfft..." Qin Ye lost control all of a sudden, lowered his head and laughed.

Zhang Wan woke up from the grief on his face. Seeing him like this, he flattened his mouth in dissatisfaction, and shouted, "Master Qin?"

"Yes, I'm sorry! Xiao Zhang, I am very easy to laugh, and my laughing point is low. Please bear with me, please bear with me!"

"But what's so funny about that?"

"No, I just think...hahahahahahaha..."

Zhang Wan looked at Qin Ye in embarrassment, laughing till the corners of his eyes were filled with tears, and didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, Qin Ye finally recovered.

His cheeks were flushed, and his peach eyes were full of smiles. Looking at his side face bathed in the afternoon sun, Zhang Wan felt that this man's skin condition was really good.

It is white and delicate, with zero pores, and the eyelashes are also very long, a little naturally upturned.

In fact, Zhang Wan is not usually a person who pays attention to the appearance of men. The key is that the boss in front of him looks too delicate.

Zhang Wan was too anxious at the construction site yesterday, so he didn't have the nerve to look at him carefully. Now that the two of them are alone together, he can't look away for a while.

It's the first time Zhang Wan has seen such a handsome man.

"How about this, Xiao Zhang, aren't you here for the interview? Let's start the interview first."

Qin Ye was probably worried that if he continued to laugh, he would not be able to do his business, so he simply put the topic on this matter.

"No problem, if you have any questions, you can ask me now."

Seeing that he was serious, Zhang Wan quickly corrected his attitude. He sat upright with his hands on his knees.

Qin Ye still had that laid-back look as he looked at him with his chin resting on his hands.

"Xiao Zhang, when did you start opening your eyes?"

"The night before yesterday was the first time. Didn't I tell you about the bus? That was the first time I saw a ghost!"

Hearing this, Qin Ye tapped his face with his fingers, then hummed, and continued to ask:

"Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Zhang Wan didn't know the meaning of asking this question. Although he was worried that there might be some interview traps, he still answered honestly:

"I'm very afraid of ghosts."

"How scared are you?"

"Scared to the point where I want to bump myself to death when I see them."

"OK." Qin Ye closed his eyes and nodded. He retracted his arms, stood up straight, looked at Zhang Wan and said, "You can go to work now."

"???" Zhang Wan was stunned for a moment, organized his words randomly, and managed to keep up with Qin Ye's brain circuit, "But you haven't said what I want to do? Also, the thing about me opening my eyes..."

"It's not urgent, let's talk about salary first."

Qin Ye looked at Zhang Wan with a smile, crossed his fingers and placed them on the glass counter.

"This... well, my expected salary is three to five thousand, it mainly depends on what work you ask me to do, it can be discussed."

Zhang Wan honestly met Qin Ye's eyes, Qin Ye was still smiling.

Maybe because of his handsome appearance, even with such a deep smile, his face still looks cute.

"Okay, I'll give you three thousand."

"What do you do?"

"Don't worry, it's not difficult, I will take you by the hand."

Qin Ye patted Zhang Wan's shoulder, and his meaningful smile became a little ambiguous again.

"Master Qin, the money is actually not the key. I can give you a month for nothing. You just need to show mercy and help me deal with the matter of opening my eyes."

"Hey? How can you talk like that, three thousand a day, ninety thousand a month, the last time I saw you moving bricks at the construction site, aren't you short of money..."

"No, isn't it??? You wait for me!!!"

Zhang Wan was so startled that his eyeballs almost fell out. He grabbed Qin Ye's hand and waited for five or six seconds before he finally came to his senses.

"Master Qin, are you talking about the daily salary?"

"correct."

"You give me a daily salary of [-]???"

"What, is there a problem? Or do you feel dissatisfied?"

Zhang Wan couldn't answer anymore, he looked up, down, left, and right at the small dilapidated shop, feeling as if ten thousand grass-mud horses were galloping past in his heart.