In fact, when Wanchou came to find Guo Cuzi, he had already thought it clearly. It was simple to catch ghosts, but he really couldn't imagine the future.

Fortunately, the two days ago, all the ghosts caught in the wild, but what if they were like Xia Bing's house in the future, and the whole room was full of ghosts? If the ghost was making a fuss, it would be fine, but what if it didn't make a fuss? If the ghost was too sensible and lurked for a year or two, the task would not be completed? Can you still break into a house at night and then tell others all the time that there are ghosts in your house?

Just like what Guo Cutezi said, he had to be beaten up and had a peach blossom on his face, and maybe he would have to be sent to the police station.

Therefore, Wan Chou now has to find a legitimate reason for himself, not only can he catch ghosts in a swagger, but he can also generate income and profits. What Guo Cutezi said makes sense. Those fake monks drive sports cars to hug girls. Why can't we do it?

Wanchou walked around outside before returning home. He bought new tableware and told Liu Bei seriously that he would break another one and be fined for three days not to eat!

That night, one man and four ghosts lived a peaceful and peaceful life as usual. Dou E was idle these days and began to become interested in the rows of books on the bookshelf of Wanchou. She is now sitting at the table, flipping through a book "A Brief History of China" and reading it attentively. Occasionally, she looked up at Liu Bei on the stool next to her, and was also holding the newly bought "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" by Wanchou. She was watching it with eyes, and she was complacent from time to time, sighing sadly, shaking her head and annoyed, sighing with regret, and all kinds of expressions kept changing on his face.

Dou E said, "Uncle Liu, you read that book, it is actually a legend of later generations. It is probably different from your real experience, right? Why not take a look at this brief history or learn about modern society, which will be helpful in the future."

Liu Bei said without raising his head, "You don't understand this. Those who write official historians never tell the truth, but later generations cannot see the real thing. So he said that these unofficial historical legends are fabricated and compiled. But I think that these books can record historical facts more realistically. Although there are some things that add fuel to the fire, at least they will not record history according to the wishes of those in power. Besides, this is a novel legend. What is the difference between true and false? Just look at it happily, hahaha, especially this book, which directly accuses Cao Cao of a thief and calls me Shu Han as the right, a good book."

Lu Bu snorted and said, "Why don't I think it's good? What a bad book, you write like a good person..."

A few of them were quarreling next to them, but Yan Chou was holding a cigarette and sat in front of the computer in a daze.

He made an exception today and did not go out to catch ghosts. The magazine was very anxious to urge manuscripts these two days, but he had not submitted manuscripts for several days. When there was no profit in catching ghosts, he had to point to this to support himself and those old ghosts.

Wanchou leaned against the chair and listened to them chatting, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction. He took a deep breath of cigarette and narrowed his eyes.

To be honest, he still likes this kind of quiet and comfortable life. As for the job of catching ghosts, it is really fucking.

After calming down, Wanchou was about to write, but suddenly, Taishan, who had not spoken much, asked in his ear: "What is this thing?"

"Cigarette." Looking at Taishan pointing at Zhongnanhai in his hand, Wancao subconsciously responded.

Taishan stretched his neck and twitched his nose hard. The cigarettes floating around him were sucked clean by him in a while and said intoxicatedly: "Ah, it feels so comfortable. I like this, give me one..."

As soon as the Seven Chou was covered: "There are not a few more, just smoke the second-hand smoke..."

Taishan asked: "What is second-hand smoke?"

Lu Bu pointed to the TV with ignorance and said, "Are you uneducated? Watching TV, it's said that second-hand smoke is harmful to health..."

"Then I won't smoke a second-hand cigarette, give me one." Taishan stared at Liu Bei who was sitting on the stool next to him, but his hand was directly under the nose of Rancho.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you one." Fan Cho took out a cigarette helplessly, lit it and handed it to Taishan. Taishan was quite sensible and said, "You lit it for me and put it on the ground, I'll just suck it..."

Seeing Taishan squatting on the ground like opium smoking, smoking the cigarette, with just exerting force, the cigarette brush ignited from the end from the end, seeing that there was only one ashes left, Taishan whined in a very comfortable "ah", his whole body trembled, and he seemed to be climaxing, and he stretched his hand to the category: "One more..."

After accepting this fact sadly, Taishan finally found his hobbies...

After throwing the remains of half a box of cigarette butts all over the ground, Lu Bu said something: "Actually, it is said on TV that smoking too much can be harmful to health."

"Brother Lu, you are so interesting..." Fan Chou burst into tears.

"Ah, then how much is appropriate to suck?" Taishan stopped and turned his head to ask Lu Bu.

"Well, I don't know, I didn't say it on TV, but..." Lu Bu rolled his eyes, and Fu Chou looked at Lu Bu with his chest and his eyes blinking, for fear that he would say a cigarette a day.

Lu Bu thought for a moment and said, "You just do it like eating, three meals a day, one meal a box, it's almost done. It's not good to smoke too much..."

Wan Chou has the heart to die. Is it smoking or eating? Lu Bu really has no good intentions.

Turning grief into strength, Tiancao viciously typing on the keyboard, turning all his experiences into ghost stories, and venting his emotions in the words. He felt that the beating characters were like ghosts, jumping out of his fingertips, and he seemed to be about to run out. At this moment, his thoughts were surging and he was filled with joy.

Finally, Wanchou hit the last end with a force and laughed proudly.

Suddenly, the volume of the TV suddenly became noisy, and Dou E's scream came from his ears.

"Wow, it's so scary..."

Hum? What TV program can make Dou E feel terrible? Wan Choe ran over and saw Dou E, Lu Bu and Taishan surrounded the TV. Even Liu Bei was lying his neck not far away and looked at him, but he didn't dare to come.

The city's news broadcast on TV seems to be a video taken by a surveillance video. It's not clear. I only saw a strange-looking person running around on the bustling streets. There was a riot everywhere, and the crowd fled in scattered, just like seeing a ghost.

"Did this person come out of a mental hospital? Or is it AIDS retaliation for society?"

Wanchou talked to himself, knowing that no one would answer him, but a voiceover came from the TV.

"This afternoon, a funeral home hearse was suddenly in a traffic accident on the street of Fifth Avenue in Qunli District, causing three casualties. What's even more bizarre is that the 'corpse' transported inside the hearse actually jumped out of the car, causing great riots to the scene. After the 'corpse' fled from the scene, the 'corpse' fled from the scene. As of the time of press time, the whereabouts were still unknown. Experts said that this incident should be a typical fake death and resurrection. Please do not panic..."

"I'll go, I'll play supernatural events in broad daylight, and I'll actually be resurrected from the hearse." Fan Chou stuck out his tongue and said to himself.

"Bad, that man died in a car accident for several days and was resurrected. What is this nonsense expert?"

Lu Bu pointed to the TV and asked about the scope.

"Uh, the expert is not a thing... Brother Lu, how do you know he died in a car accident?"

"He was in the news the day before yesterday, and his head was crushed. If he could be resurrected, I could be resurrected."

"Okay, Brother Lu's TV is really not in vain. This guy is really unlucky. He has been in the news twice a week, and there is no good thing. Brother Lu, how did he escape? He cheated on the zombie?"

Lu Bu shook his head: "It's impossible. At least he has to keep a breath in his chest. How could he get angry?"

"Is it..." Fan Chou suddenly felt cold, looked at Dou E and Lu Bu and others at the same time, and said in unison: "Resurrection with the corpse?"

"Look, there is also a corpse search notice issued by the family, with a reward of 8,000 yuan..." Liu Bei shouted in surprise.

Fan Chou looked up at the TV, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!