Deadly Twelve Days

Although I was a bit surprised, but the person who came was a guest. Furthermore, this person might be here to give me money?

At this thought, I looked up and saw a man in his forties, wearing a sports coat and a gold watch, with golden eyes on the bridge of his nose, and his hair combed neatly. He looked gentle and gentle, like a successful man, but why didn't his mouth open the door?

Of course, I'm not being too fussy. I'm just muttering a few words in my heart. After all, calling someone by their name after just one meeting isn't really appropriate.

"Yes, I am. Is there anything I can help you with?" I smiled faintly and didn't even bother to ask him.

However, he acted as if he didn't hear me and instead looked around my store.

From time to time he drew a finger across my polished old bookcase and examined it closely.

My face darkened as I thought to myself, "Where did you get this green onion? Look at you, it seems like you're trying to make my store dirty. It's only a matter of time before I wipe them all, and the cabinets in my shop are even cleaner than your face."

Seeing him act this way, I immediately lost all interest in talking to him again. I simply lay back down on the teacher's chair and closed my eyes to recover from my shock.

The person didn't say a word, as if he was at his own house. He looked around for several minutes, making me angry, but after thinking about my new store, I decided to be nice and make a fortune. Thus, I shot him a resentful glare and coughed heavily on purpose to express my dissatisfaction.

It was only at this moment that he seemed to have finally discovered my existence. He chuckled as he stood in front of me and asked, "Little Brother Mu, how long have you been in this industry for?"

"It's been a long time, almost a month," I replied lazily.

"Oh." His face had an interesting expression as he looked at me and asked, "Is there really something weird in this world?"

"You'll know when you meet him." I slightly narrowed my eyes, unwilling to pay any attention to him. I thought to myself, 'Don't you think my shop is dirty? If you go out then, why are you wasting time here?'

Of course, I was only thinking about it. There was no need to take him for real.

"That's true." He didn't seem to notice the impatience in my words and nodded in agreement. Then he tapped the table with his fingertip and said, "If I want to see my dead wife, can you do it?"

When I heard this, I got angrier and angrier. I thought to myself, your family is really boring, people are already dead, what are you still seeing, but then I thought, aren't you just purposely looking for trouble, if I really can't answer, then I'll have to make you submit. So I chuckled and said: "100,000 is fine, but only if your wife hasn't reincarnated."

"Reincarnation?" When he heard my reply, he actually burst out laughing, and then his laughter abruptly stopped. He looked straight into my eyes and said, "If you can do it, I'll give you one hundred and fifty thousand yuan. If you can't, I want you to close the door."

"One hundred and fifty thousand yuan?" When I heard this, my heart skipped a beat. I felt as though my heart had jumped to my throat. I thought, "This guy is really generous, he only paid me one hundred and fifty thousand yuan. Could it be that his money came from the wind?"

However, I was relieved to think that he was bluffing me. I stood up abruptly and looked straight at him as well. "Sure, you have to cooperate with me, or you can forget about it."

"Interesting." The man laughed and took out two pieces of paper, one big and one small, and placed them on the table. He laughed and walked out of the shop.

Looking at his strange expression and wretched appearance, I couldn't help but feel my anus tighten. 'Could this guy have a good mouth? Although this brother has a certain level of attraction towards women, he should be able to avoid being a man, right?'

After the man left, I picked up the two pieces of paper that he had left on the table and took a look. The small one was a business card, and when I looked at it, I saw that it was written: Hu Yuntian, and then a phone number. There was neither ID nor any other information, and it was even simpler than the personal information that was stored in my phone.

I laughed disdainfully. I thought to myself that people nowadays are really good at pretending. A jobless person also started to issue business cards everywhere.

But when I saw the other piece of paper, I was stunned.

That piece of paper turned out to be a cheque that had already been written. It was fifty thousand yuan, enough for me to work on for more than a year.

After looking at it a few more times, I decided to cash the cheque immediately. If this fellow really lied to me, then I will ask my ancestors in the store eighteen times. If this cheque is real, then even if I have to personally go to the Underworld, I will bring his wife here.

Thinking about this, I closed the door and ran towards the bank. It was already 4 in the afternoon and the bank wouldn't be able to handle the business if I was a little later.

After nervously sending the cheque to the service window, he heard a voice from inside: "Extract or transfer?"

My heart beat like a drum. I was so excited that I almost cheered. I really have struck the jackpot this time. Fifty thousand, and this is only a deposit!

After hurriedly storing the money in the card, I took out my phone and was about to call Hu Yuntian. However, the moment the phone was in my hand, I immediately realized what was going on, "I'm really done for this time!"

Why?

I just lost my head because of money, so I didn't think too much about it. Now that I've calmed down a bit, I remember how long it took for Hu Yuntian's wife to die and how she died. I don't even know if she was reincarnated or not.

The other side was speaking in an ugly tone. If they couldn't find him, then they would have to close the door!

I slapped myself in the face, thinking that if I don't do good and stable business, I have to get into a squabble with the customers. I don't even want to vent my anger anymore, yet I'm actually shouting at the top of my lungs.

I stood on the curb for a long time before I let out a long sigh, tore up the bank return slip in my hand, and stomped my foot, thinking that if it didn't work out, I would code for another two years.

The more I thought about it, the more unwilling I became. The payment for the first order hasn't arrived yet, and if I close the door right now, I won't be able to show my face anymore. I might as well pack up and go back to my hometown to farm.

What's more, I've already talked to that Hu Yunming about it. If his wife really reincarnated, then I have no other choice.

After thinking about it, I suddenly became enlightened. I chuckled as I opened the door, picked up Yi Yun's notebook and began to study it carefully. After thinking for a while, I finally came up with a few feasible methods based on Yi Yun's knowledge and experience.

First, if Hu Yuntian's wife was a newbie, then the ghost would be either in the Underworld or wandering the world. With the word "invite", it would be easy to invite the ghost over. Moreover, if everything went smoothly, then it wouldn't even take a few hours for the ghost to be captured.

Second, if Hu Yuntian's wife had been dead for a long time, then the ghosts could only be in the Underworld, and the chances of them being in the mortal world were close to zero. One had to know that the cleansing of astral winds in the mortal world was fatal for ghosts.

Thinking of this, I immediately felt relieved. After studying Yi Yun's notes carefully a few times, I called Hu Yuntian and arranged a time and place for the summoning of this soul.

According to my original plan, we should choose his house as the location for the soul summoning. Because this kind of place is very familiar to ghosts, it's much easier to summon one's soul, but Hu Yuntian seemed to be a little afraid of it. In the end, I had no choice but to choose this location for the soul summoning location.

Aside from the reason for the alternation of Yin and Yang at 12 o'clock, the most important thing is that I have the ultimate skill, the 4th Seal Great Life, at 12 o'clock at night. If I can't get it, I'll force it.

After chuckling, I hung up the phone and strolled around the shop in a complacent manner. Thinking that there wouldn't be any oil today, I closed the door of the shop and went out to the street to casually pay my bill.

After the meal, I thought of Hu Shuang. I couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat as I hurriedly called her. Unfortunately, her phone was turned off.

It's been like this for half a month. Could it be that this girl really dislikes me and wants to avoid me?

I called Zhang Qiang and got a reply from Niu Zhuang saying that Hu had already resigned.

Hearing this, my heart immediately sank. It seemed that the thing I was most worried about was most likely true.

I felt as if I had been struck by lightning. I immediately took a taxi to Hu Shuang's house, but when I got to her house, I saw that the door was closed and even the door was covered with fine dust. It seemed that no one had been in and out of the house for a long time.

"Damn, what happened to this girl?" I couldn't help but be flustered. I cursed out loud, but my heart was already on the verge of breaking down.

It was actually Zhang Yu, who called me. She giggled on the phone and said that my judicial affairs were really effective, since then there were no more problems with Little Ru, and after this incident, this girl unexpectedly danced very well, and was even preparing to apply for the art school, especially for this aspect.

However, I had no intention of bickering with her, so after a few casual words with her, I hung up.

I stood in front of Hu Shuang's house and pondered for a long time. Finally, I gritted my teeth and came up with an idea.

It doesn't matter if this girl is intentionally hiding from me or if there really is a problem, I am me. Without her, I still have to live.

Thinking about this, I turned around and left, beginning to think about Hu Yuntian's matter.