Qingye Supernatural Office

I don't think he has any malice.Or maybe it was because Ye Qing's territory was just across the door, he didn't dare to show any malice.

I put down my hands and continued to squeeze people until I got to Chen Xiaoqiu's side.

I didn't answer the thin man's question before because there are too many people here, it's really hard to say that I saw a ghost.The thin man didn't ask any more questions, and followed me through the crowd.

Chen Xiaoqiu would not ask me what happened just now without winking, and explained directly: "The old gentleman's son just passed away, and there was supposed to be a memorial service today. He suddenly asked to come over, looking for Ye Qing, and said he would Please Ye Qing give justice to his son and find out the cause of his death. In addition, he also apologized."

"Apologize?" I didn't understand.

The people crowded next to him could naturally hear Chen Xiaoqiu's words, and their expressions were awkward.

A man said: "The old man is out of his mind, talking nonsense!"

Chen Xiaoqiu ignored me, and answered my question by himself: "It should be that when Ye Qing's family members passed away, he said some sarcastic remarks, and thought Ye Qing was a lone star." Chen Xiaoqiu glanced at me.

I immediately thought of Yu Xinrong.

People from the Sixth Village of Gongnong have a lot of thoughts about Ye Qing.Some, like Yu Xinrong and the old leaders of the Gyeongju Manufacturing Bureau, thought he was troublesome, and some thought that Ye Qing might have prevented disasters for the six villages of workers and peasants, and they were grateful and guilty. Ye Qing didn't care at all.

This old man should be the first type of person, now that his son is dead, he thought of Ye Qing.

I suddenly had a thought: Fortunately, he didn't feel that his son's death was caused by Ye Qing.

"Hey, Lynch, come quickly!" Guo Yujie spotted me and called me over.

I continued to squeeze people, and arrived at the old man.

"Uncle Yuan, someone is here. You will know when he opens the door for you to see. People from Qingye are really gone and moved away." Guo Yujie said.

The old man and everyone around him looked at me.

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, "You are Mr. Yuan Zhiyi?"

A middle-aged woman next to the old man wiped her tears, "Are you Lynch who called earlier? Sorry, it seems that I made an appointment to talk about the demolition today. I didn't expect..." She cried again as she spoke.

Yuan Zhiyi's hands grabbed me like iron tongs, and he got up from the ground shaking.

I quickly gave a hand.

"Open the door quickly! I'm looking for Ye Qing! He must have a solution! He must have a solution!" Yuan Zhiyi yelled frantically.

"Grandpa, Dad has already left!" The young girl next to the middle-aged woman cried and shouted.

Yuan Zhiyi turned a deaf ear and grabbed me tightly.

I had no choice but to take the key and come out to open the door.

click!

The key was inserted into the door lock. I didn't use any force. I just felt a force coming from the key, which drove my hand to rotate. Then, I still didn't move, but the door pulled the key and pulled it away from my hand.

squeak-

The wooden door opened slowly, and in an instant, a cloud of Yin Qi poured out from inside.

I suddenly realized that today's sixth floor of Building No. [-] is completely different from the quiet and weird atmosphere in the past, and it is really too popular.

Now, I have a familiar feeling.

Noisy human voices, crying, and even the sound of breathing disappeared in an instant.

The interior of the office was as dark as ever, and the scenery inside could be seen clearly from the door, but it gave people a gloomy and depressing feeling.It seems that the ancient building that has been dusty for a long time has been stepped on again, and you can smell the smell of time.

Yuan Zhiyi stood still at the door of the room, staring straight at the interior of the office, no longer crying, but sweating.

The ghost beside Yuan Zhiyi couldn't help but drifted back for a while, seeming to be very frightened.

I coughed dryly, "Well, Mr. Yuan, as you can see, there has really been no one here for a long time. The people from Qingye should have moved away."

Yuan Zhiyi nodded stiffly.

I quickly reached out to grab the door and closed it.

click!

"call……"

Behind me was the sound of exhaling in unison, and everyone seemed to have experienced a shock.

"I'll take you downstairs." I had no choice but to take the initiative.

Yuan Zhiyi seemed to have been sucked out of his soul. In just a few minutes, he had aged a lot.

His daughter-in-law and granddaughter supported him, and the rest of the family went downstairs without looking back, as if they were being chased by a vicious dog.

I scratched my cheek, secretly admiring Ye Qing.I didn't feel anything special just now, but when I looked at the thin man, he shrunk his head like a frightened bird, and looked at Chen Xiaoqiu, his face turned pale.

"What happened just now?" I asked Chen Xiaoqiu in a low voice.

Chen Xiaoqiu glanced at me, "I feel a pressure."

"It should be called the aura." The thin man sighed.

I just feel the gloom.Probably because I opened the yin and yang eyes.

I was silent.

A group of people came out in a single file, and when they saw the big sun outside, they all exhaled in unison.

Yuan Zhiyi's daughter-in-law apologized to us very politely, and shed tears several times.

Director Mao and Guo Yujie persuaded her that we couldn't help in this regard.

I heard from Chen Xiaoqiu that Yuan Zhiyi is also willful.Everyone burned the paper together at home, got into the chartered car, and was about to go to the crematorium. He wanted to come to Gongnong Sixth Village, so he dragged everyone over.Now that Yuan Zhiyi doesn't make trouble, there is no trouble.

The thin man looked sad, "I'm afraid it's not easy to talk about demolition compensation."

"Maybe we can talk better." The fat man looked at Yuan Zhiyi.

The two murmured and analyzed whether the Yuan family's situation would make demolition easier or more difficult.

I glanced at the ghost beside Yuan Zhiyi.Compared with before, his figure seemed to have faded a lot, and a lot of worry was added to his face.

After sending away the Yuan family and the others, the thin man took the opportunity to ask me what I saw before.I didn't hide either.

"Then you might be able to help, Brother Chi." The fat man said.

"Let's see tonight." I said indifferently.

Yuan Zhiyi's son has turned into a ghost, and his state is still so peaceful. It is estimated that he had a good personality during his lifetime, and he didn't suffer much when he died.

I felt this way during the day, and I didn't even take it to heart when I went to another property owner in the afternoon.

Compared with "games", ghosts like Yuan Zhiyi's son don't seem to be dangerous.Even Jian Yang from "Corpse Snowman" might be more troublesome than him.

When I go to bed at night, I fall into a dream all of a sudden, and I am not nervous.

until I heard a call.

"Manager Yuan, what about the couple's room on New Year's Day next year?"

I got goosebumps all over my body, and I couldn't help but think of a very bad situation.

The target of my possession turned around, separating me from him.

That person is the son of Yuan Zhiyi I saw. Of course, he is alive now, and he is wearing a three-piece suit or uniform, with a nameplate on his chest that reads "General Manager Yuan Kang".I looked up and looked at the sculpture of a horse standing next to Yuan Kang, with only one thought in my mind:

People in the Sixth Village of Gongnong and Peasants are really cursed, and so am I.