Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 45
"Monk, use your magic pestle to restrain this ghost first. Mr. Wang, don't let your light leave the scope of this ghost, otherwise it will disappear." Lin Xian instructed the two of them.
He had to undo the restriction of the ghost hand and bring in the golden box outside the Chentang community.
Master Wangyu didn't object. He just asked Lin Xian to hurry up. He seemed a little anxious, but he still walked up to the female ghost, and then waved the demon-subduing pestle to briefly restrain it in place.
After being shrouded in the light of the flashlight, the female ghost lay quietly on the ground. He seemed to be knocked into a 'standby' state by the weapon.
Lin Xian's ghost hand was released, and he did not be stingy with his abilities. After all, his ghost hand was currently suppressed by the ghost flower, so there was no burden on him when using it.
Soon, there was a bloody gap in the air. The gap was widened by Lin Xian's ghostly hands, and finally formed a supernatural door made of red threads. anywhere within.
Zhu Feng, who was on duty in the Chentang Community, was about to go to the toilet. He had just ordered the two criminal policemen around him to guard, but something suddenly tore a hole in the air.
Zhu Feng's face immediately became frozen. He had never seen pork and had seen pigs running away. He immediately became vigilant, because what was happening now was probably a supernatural event that he was not exposed to.
However, when the bloodline was opened, he was startled by the scene inside. Inside the gate constructed by spirits, stood Lin Xian who had entered not long ago.
"Bring over that golden box." Lin Xian didn't say much, and went straight to the point.
Zhu Feng reacted immediately, held back his urine, returned to the pickup truck, and then moved the box in the truck with the criminal police officers.
Although gold is not affected by ghosts, things constructed through ghosts are still restricted. For example, in the ghost domain, gold will still disappear in the ghost domain, because the ghost domain also belongs to the ghost domain to some extent.
Similarly, the gap that Lin Xian tore out with his ghost hands was also a type of supernatural space. Strictly speaking, it was a supernatural passage, but nothing could be stored in it.
"Okay, your mission is over, go back and have a good rest."
Seeing that the golden box was transported into the building by the ghost hand, Lin Xian said goodbye to Zhu Feng briefly, and then withdrew the ghost hand's ability.
When the blood lines merged and made up in the air, and finally disappeared, Zhu Feng still hadn't come back to his senses.
All of this happened so suddenly that it almost overturned his 30-year cognition. He never imagined that one day he would be able to come into contact with this kind of thing, and he saw it with his own eyes.
"It's incredible, it's incredible, there really is such a person in this world." Zhu Feng murmured.
After staying in the community for a while, they drove back to the police station. However, on the way, he asked the colleagues who came with him not to make this matter public.
At the same time, Lin Xian had opened the outer packaging of the gold box. In the inner slot of the wooden frame, a container containing a ghost was also revealed. Lin Xian used his ghost hand again to restrain the female ghost not far away. He pinched it and put it into the container according to the light.
"Mr. Wang, how long can this flashlight last?" Lin Xian asked suddenly.
"My flashlight is imported. It is usually used for night fishing and mountain climbing. Under normal circumstances, even if it is turned on all the time, it can last for two to three days." Wang Defa replied.
"Very good, lend me the flashlight." Lin Xian smiled.
Without thinking, Wang Defa handed the flashlight to Lin Xian's hand, but he remembered that Master Lin said that this ghost can only be illuminated by light.
"Master, have the ghosts in this neighborhood been solved?" Wang Defa asked again after Lin Xian took the flashlight.
"You have to ask the monk about this, but you are checking the community during the day." Lin Xian shrugged.
Wang Defa looked at Master Wangyu, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Xian.
After he put the female ghost into the coffin, and placed the flashlight in a position where he could completely find the female ghost, he asked Wang Defa, "Let's put aside the question of whether there are any ghosts. Do you remember what Mr. Wang said before?"
"Remember, of course I remember, this time both masters have contributed. After this matter is over, I will transfer the balance of 100 million to the bank cards of the two masters." Wang Defa said.
"No, it's not the final payment. This ghost is more than 100 million. If I sell it, at least [-] million." Lin Xian shook his head. Now, it's his turn to raise the price.
Wang Defa obviously heard the hidden meaning in Lin Xian's words, he thought about it, and directly reported the 1000 million that Lin Xian had given before.
"I'll give you 1000 million, plus a final payment of 100 million. The two masters are the same. Is this okay?" Wang Defa asked.
Lin Xian said: "Ten million is not enough, as I said, I will sell this thing in the outside market, at least one hundred million, Mr. Wang should understand what I mean?"
Wang Defa's face froze immediately: "Could it be possible that the master wants a hundred million?"
"One hundred million is not enough. What I'm talking about is only the price of this ghost, and the labor cost is not included. You also know that this ghost is not easy to catch." Lin Xian sat on the gold box, and then stretched out One palm: "[-] million, I will share the [-] million equally with the monk."
"Five hundred million?" Wang Defa couldn't help raising his voice a bit, and he looked at Lin Xian in shock: "Master Lin, is your price too high?"
"The monk and I are worth [-] million yuan each, which is already a very good deal. If you don't believe me, you can ask him." After speaking, Lin Xian pointed to Master Wangyu who was silently watching from the side.
However, at this moment, Master Wangyu closed his eyes and read the scriptures, as if he hadn't heard anything.
"What an old fox." Lin Xian glanced at the monk and did not criticize his little thoughts. After all, everyone wants to make more money.
Seeing that Master Wangyu was unmoved, Wang Defa seemed to be indifferent, but in fact he already agreed with Master Lin's words, and immediately his face sank.
I was actually raised on the ground.
"Masters, you won't last long in business like this, 5000 million, this is the most price I can give." Wang Defa stretched out a plump palm and said.
5000?
Are you kidding me, they have worked so hard to catch a ghost, and the result is only 5000 million labor costs?
Lin Xian did not hesitate, opened the gold box directly, pinched the female ghost lying in the coffin with his ghost hands, and then walked up to Wang Defa with a flashlight.
"Five hundred million, you have no room for bargaining, because this ghost is worth this amount." Lin Xian's face turned cold. After speaking, he pointed the female ghost's face directly at Wang Defa.
The stiff, putrid face almost made Wang Defa vomit, and he hurriedly covered his nose and retreated to the corner.
"I'll give you 2 minutes to make a choice. This female ghost is very heavy. If it's later, I don't guarantee that this thing will escape from my hands,"
(End of this chapter)