Xiaobai didn't believe what Qin Mu said, but this guy was very nervous. Xiaobai didn't even talk. Then Qin Mu mentioned the future life issues, and Xiaobai completely forgot about it.

Staring at the three white and tender longevity bags in Qin Mu's hand, which were not much different from ordinary longevity bags, the little fox waved his big furry tail and swallowed: "Mumu, how much does this cost?"

"Money?" Qin Mu smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth: "This thing is worthless."

"Battle!" Mr. Bai, who has watched too many human TV series, immediately retorted: "It's all played on TV. Those dying old men like to live forever the most. The buns in your hand are taken out of the fat man. One represents ten years of life. This thing is always valuable..." Xiaobai suddenly turned into a fox, and his cheeks were pressed against Qin Mu's trouser legs and rubbed again: "Qin Mu, sell it, look at the instant noodles I have been following you for more than two months."

Qin Mu picked up the little fox with a funny look: "You are the most greedy, but you don't think about it. If this thing is put on the market, who would believe it? Should I tell others that this is a life bag that can increase your life span of ten years? Who is willing to buy it? Are you stupid or not?" Finally, he gently knocked on the little fox's forehead, left the fox in the living room, and frolicked upstairs with three buns alone.

"Carry up the place, I will see what it is tomorrow." After Qin Mu threw down this sentence, he threw Xiaobai downstairs and went to clean up the three buns and comfort the already angry Yin-Yang Cauldron.

Xiaobai looked at the embarrassing look on the first floor with a black look: a broken wooden door tilted to one side, and there were many cracks on the wall connecting the door, and it looked like it was about to collapse. In addition, the lightning flash just now caused the circuit system downstairs to be paralyzed. It was a headache to think about it. Xiaobai shook his head, his eyes were filled with two big tears, so sad for the hair.

Speaking of Yin-Yang Cauldron, it is definitely a bad temper. When Chonghua handed this thing over to Qin Mu, he specifically instructed him not to let Yin-Yang Cauldron do things that it thinks are losing prices, otherwise this guy will get angry.

For example, if you deal with such a female ghost, you actually want the Yin-Yang Cauldron to stand there with a full talisman water to divine Qin Mu, it was simply a slaughter to kill a chicken, which was embarrassing. When Xiaobai hugged the Yin-Yang Cauldron, this guy thought Qin Mu had met a demon king or something. Unexpectedly, it was such a small character that could not even enter its body. He was not interested at the moment and got angry. The reason why when the female ghost was angry and rushed towards Zhu Tian in the end, the Yin-Yang Cauldron only stopped him with signs was due to this guy's temper, which made the female ghost have a chance.

Sighing, Qiulan's existence itself was a mistake. I don't know what he thought when Chonghua threw down such a mess, but gave people hope and made people despair in hope. If he was just desperate, he could realize something. Qiulan would not have given up her cultivation and insisted on living with Zhu Tian for the rest of her life.

Child, Child. Qin Mu couldn't say anything except sighing. He carefully placed the dark red flower seeds in his hand on the bedside table. When he had time, he found a flower pot to plant it, and then check the precautions for planting Clivia. Qin Mu had never planted flowers. In the past, he could even grow a pot of cactus.

The Yin-Yang Cauldron was still making a fuss, and his whole body made a buzzing sound to show his dissatisfaction. Qin Mu knew that it was a child's temper. After coaxing it for a long time, he couldn't coax it out. Finally, he said helplessly: "Do you think you shouldn't do such a small thing? But you can't even do such a small thing well. Why let that female ghost go there at the end?"

Yin and Yang Cauldron: "..."

Qin Mu doesn't blame the Yin-Yang Cauldron. Everyone has their own destiny. Qiulan's final outcome is like that and it is also her own destiny. After all, she never regrets it, right?

The Yin-Yang Ding was stunned for a long time without making a sound. Qin Mu knew that it was thinking by himself, so he waved his hand and went to bed. The loss of spiritual power and the physical and mental fatigue of the whole day, Qin Mu fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.

...

If Qin Mu doesn't live every day, he usually gets up very late. But early this morning, when Qin Daguanren curled up on the bed, he felt something was wrong, his back felt cold, and he took out the Nokia brick machine from under the pillow, which clearly showed 5 o'clock.

It was five o'clock in the morning, which was too early. Although Qin Mu was very puzzled about why he could wake up at this time, he turned over and prepared to continue to sleep. When he turned over, the scene on the other side of the bed almost made him blood flow.

I saw a woman in a black leather jacket leaning lazily on the side, holding the white fox full of two big tear in her hand, stroking it casually, her chest was snow-white, and the leather bra tightly wrapped around her chest, a circle of thin iron chains around her hips, and a thing like a hook and a halberd hanging around her waist. Next was her blood-spraying thighs. Qin Mu just glanced at it and didn't dare to continue looking down.

"Hmm? Is sister good-looking?" The man seemed to refuse to let Qin Mu go, and he added another fire.

Qin Mu quickly covered his nose and stepped back to the foot of the bed. He was so surprised that he stuttered: "You...you...why are you here?"

"That's what I said." The woman sat up slowly, and the snow-white area on her chest was swaying, as if it was about to fall out at any time. Although there was a smile on her white face as white as fat, the cold air reached the bottom of her heart: "What place in this world can't I go?"

Qin Mu almost bit his tongue. He really wondered why this guy appeared on his bed. When he woke up, he was just watching the sword and lingering with him, but ignored Xiaobai's suffocating face.

While the woman was sitting up, Xiaobai rushed over and rushed towards Qin Mu. The woman quickly grabbed the soft fur on Xiaobai's neck, picked it up, and looked up for a while. Xiaobai's two front paws covered her chest in vain, and the two big tears in her eyes almost burst out. If it weren't for the woman's sensation, this guy would have shouted: Improper!

"Tsk tsk tsk..." It turns out that Xiaobai was finally seen, and the woman sighed: "Why did Chonghua accept an apprentice like you? What's the best thing about this kind of undeveloped small flat breast?"

Qin Mu felt a little reluctant to see Xiaobai's appearance, and snatched Xiaobai from the woman's hand, stuffed it into the quilt, and blocked it: "After all, my servant spirit."

"Why don't you let her go and catch me?" The woman bent down like a cat, and the two pairs of murderous weapons swayed. Qin Mu felt something warm in her nostrils was about to gush out.

"Come on, you great god..." Qin Mu's head shook like a rattle: "I can't afford to ask."

"Haha..." The woman twitched her hair in a charming way: "It's just that kind of flat-breasted little guy who can catch your eyes..."

"I'm not flat!" Xiaobai showed half of his little head, and the woman quickly shook her eyes and shook her back. Qin Mu covered her face directly, "Who did you learn this cowardly?"

"...By the way, why are you here? Is there anything you can do in the area recently... worth trouble for you?" Qin Mu replied respectfully. The person in front of him was not a good person to mess with.

"What do I want to ask you?" The woman glanced at him and replied coldly: "There are many people dead in this area recently. They look like they were made by a female ghost?"

Qin Mu slapped his head. Yesterday, the female ghost was seriously injured and indeed injured a lot of people to replenish their vitality. However, because he used a lot of spiritual energy, he was a little tired, so he didn't deal with it. It turned out that this guy was asking for punishment.

"Looking at your merits, you've increased a lot..." The woman looked at her painted black nail polish slowly: "You should have cleaned up, right?"

"Haha, it should be, it should be." Qin Mu responded, but was thinking in his heart how to get away with it. Qin Mu was helpless when the people who were hurt by the wronged souls were also helpless. It would be better if the person in front of him was willing to let them go. These people were originally people who died in vain.

"Take it." The woman stretched out her jade-like fingers and spread them in front of Qin Mu: "Your medical treatment..."

Qin Mu looked dark and said, "This guy is here to collect debts, no wonder he was here early in the morning."

He reluctantly took out the three longevity bags and put them in the woman's hand.

"Thirty years of peace life?" The woman raised her eyebrows: "The quality is good, so it's a few of them."

Qin Mu was a little confused and asked, "What does it mean?"

"The only one who hurts are three gangsters. They do all the bad things on weekdays. The old man himself can't arrange a few years of life for them. Even if he doesn't meet that female ghost this time, he can't live for a few years. If he can eat these longevity bags and return to his health this time, he will have ten years of life!" The woman seemed to sigh very much. The three longevity bags were weighed in her hand and disappeared, as if they had never existed before.

There are many types of life span. Some people and heavenly lives are miserable. If they take their life span from their bodies, the life span displayed is red. If people and heavenly lives are safe, the life span on their bodies will be white. Different colors and brightness can tell the quality of life span at a glance.

Qin Mu understood who the old man this woman said was, and who else? Although this guy only planned to have a position of Black Impermanence in the underworld, he relied on her father to take care of it. Otherwise, with this woman's incompetent spirit, how could she become Black Impermanence? The ghost messengers in the ghost world belong to civil servants and have to be tested this time layer by layer.
Chapter completed!