My great-granddaughter cried at the wrong grave, and I climbed out to correct it!

Chapter 9 The boss is good

Xie Xiaozhang waved his hands quickly and said, "Ah? No? I didn't hear anything."

"Maybe next to me... Aunt Wang and Aunt Li are doing it again, right?"

After hearing what Xie Xiaozhang said, the boss frowned and sat down slowly after he had just stood up.

"Is it the sound outside?"

The two neighbor aunts do fight all day long, so it's normal to make a little noise.

Although it sounded like the sound came from underground, Xie Xiaozhang had just come out of the warehouse, so there should be no problem.

The main thing is that I don’t have much time to take care of it now. If I don’t hand in the drawings today, it will be too late.

"The effect has been blurred, but it still feels weird?"

The boss sighed, feeling a little confused.

"Maybe the layers of the pictures are not clear enough and they are all pasted together, so it looks a bit fake."

Xie Xiaozhang said again.

"Also ha..."

The boss nodded and repaired again.

After all, Xie Xiaozhang has also studied professionally, so the boss still believes her analysis.

However, the boss didn't know that Xie Xiaozhang kept talking nonstop.

But his eyes didn't glance at the screen, and he was distracted by looking at the warehouse door from time to time.

……

Under the warehouse.

The broken tongue of the urn ghost boy was hung with mucus, and strands of it were intertwined and intertwined on the beams and walls.

Almost like a bright red spider web, covering the entire low warehouse!
Under the dim light, Xie Heng's figure was caught in the net.

The porcelain black urn body, with the red word "Fu" standing out, is the source of the blood network.

"This urn ghost boy is much more powerful than the ghost driver."

Xie Heng sighed and shook his head.

In my ears, I can continue to hear regular bursts of metal collision sounds, like gongs and cymbals, which are extremely harsh.

Although the Urg Ghost Boy is only a child, his resentment is astonishing.

This also makes it more difficult than the ghost driver!
Swish-! !

The two strips of meat on the left and right spread rapidly along the wall, restraining Xie Heng's arms in the blink of an eye. Xie Heng could feel a strong pulling sensation.

As long as one is not careful, the two hands may be forcibly separated by force at any time. Wengguitong intends to tear him in half!

Without any time to think, Xie Heng turned his elbow, clasped the strip of meat, pulled it up with one hand, and passed it back and forth through the gaps in the blood network of the warehouse.

The ghost boy was stunned for a while until he felt that the extension length of his tongue reached the limit.

When I tried to retract my tongue, I found that they were so densely packed that they seemed to collapse together and form various knots.

"Oh...uh..."

Wengguitong struggled in panic, but it was already too late, and he was completely restrained by himself.

As the ghost boy became more and more panicked, the noise in Xie Heng's ears became louder and more intense, and could even affect Xie Heng's movements.

Taking this opportunity, the urn ghost boy realized that Ghost Tongue had not attacked, so he simply shrank his head and got into the urn.

He tilted the urn and rolled it to the ground. Countless red meat strips were all recovered into the urn.

The only thing left was the wine jar, which rolled along the wall and onto the beam. It rolled skillfully and smoothly across the single wooden beam, and came to the sky directly above Xie Heng, where it fell straight down.

Xie Heng dodged and the wine jar clattered to the ground.

However, Xie Heng's movements did not stop, and his left hand tugged on his right arm.

The bright red ghost clothes ripped off the ulna appeared instantly, blocking the direction of the wine vat, like a magic trick!
One twist, two twists, and in a moment, Xie Heng had already tightly wrapped the wine vat in the bright red ghost clothes.

"It's no use being strong!"

Xie Heng almost failed to hold on, and quickly pressed the Weng Gui Tong to the ground, then raised his fist high and smashed it down!
……

In the store, the boss finally optimized and adjusted the pictures many times.

These days, it’s really hard to make money and eat shit.The boss took a long breath and asked Xie Xiaozhang next to him: "It has to be changed seven or eight times."

"I saved all the effects just in case."

"Xiao Zhan, take a look, which one is the best?"

On the computer desktop, several pictures are neatly placed.

Xie Xiaozhang leaned his head over and went through each one carefully.

Finally, he nodded silently, selected one of the pictures, and agreed: "Boss, this one is good, the picture is rich and colorful."

"The most important thing is that it has a layered feel! The owner will definitely be satisfied!"

The boss's eyes lit up and he quickly came over to take a look.

At this sight, his expression instantly became tense, and his whole face became gloomy.

Boss: "Is this good?"

Xie Xiaozhang: "This is good!"

Boss: "Is this good?!"

Xie Xiaozhang: "This is good!!!"

Boss: “Isn’t this the first edition?!!”

"This is so good. Why have I spent so much time adjusting so many effects here?!"

The boss can't stand it any longer!

This feeling is simply worse than the feeling when Party A asks for the first version after the project has been revised countless times!

At the very least, they are still being made things difficult for them by their financial sponsors. What about him?He was eluded by his own employees for a long time!
Xie Xiaozhang scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

She was so distracted just now that she didn't pay much attention to the pictures, she was just messing around.

"Forget it, that's it."

The boss sent the file to the owner and shut down the computer.

As a result, after taking only two steps, a violent sound came through!

"boom!!!!"

The whole store trembled, and the boss was so frightened that he quickly held on to the wall and almost lost his balance.

"Is Aunt Wang and Aunt Li starting to use nuclear weapons?"

The more the boss thought about it, the more he was wrong. The big noise clearly came from under his feet. It was designated as something wrong with the warehouse.

So he turned around and walked straight towards the warehouse door, ready to go down and see if it was a landmine or an earthquake.

"boss……"

Xie Xiaozhang was anxious to keep up, his brain racing, trying to find an excuse to hold his boss back.

Fortunately, at this time, the boss's cell phone rang, 'Facing danger with a smile, your dream will not come true~~'

"Hello? What's wrong, wife?"

On the other end of the phone, Xie Xiaozhang could vaguely recognize the voice of the landlady.

"The invited Ghost Controller agent has arrived home? How is the situation?"

The boss asked again.

His expectant eyes slowly darkened, "In other words, it is indeed Zhuoxie."

"But the source detectives can't find it in a short time. If we don't solve the source baby, it won't be cured. Is there anything we can do in a hurry?"

Just getting an appointment with the Ghost Controller has already cost the boss a lot of money.

There are so many people and ghosts in Xu, and so many people have been killed. The situation may be even more serious than his family.

The human ghost controller is not from their family, so it would be very difficult for the ghost controller to help him wholeheartedly.

"I know, you go see the agent. Remember to give him the gift you have prepared, and see if you can try to keep him for a meal. I should be back at noon."

Just as the boss was about to hang up the phone, the voice of the landlady over there suddenly became louder.

"What!? What happened to our baby?!"

(End of this chapter)