Du Gui held the black crystal coffin with one hand and pinched the fierce little girl's neck with the other, and walked out of the funeral home door.

There is a ghost bus outside.

There is a long queue behind you.

More than thirty ghosts who had been given obedient water were all following behind him.

One after another came out.

However……

At this moment.

Du Gui's expression changed drastically. He suddenly discovered that all the future employees whom he had made obedient were turned into ashes after leaving the funeral parlor.

"this……"

Looking up again, we found the second floor of the funeral home, which is the condolence hall.

The ghost that turned into ashes appeared on the second floor again.

This scene seems familiar.

It was clearly the way Du Gui saw him at the door at the beginning.

Bang.

The funeral home doors are closed.

Inside, it was pitch black.

obviously……

Those ghosts were not what Du Gui thought, or in other words, they could not leave the confines of the funeral home and would turn into ashes as soon as they left.

"Why is this similar to my state..."

Du Gui's voice was inexplicably dry.

He said: "Am I also a ghost? And the Home Inn is the same thing as the funeral parlor?"

"No...impossible!"

It is true that Boss Du cannot leave the scope of his activities.

But it’s not really impossible to get out.

Rather, he has always had a feeling that if he steps out of the scope of his activities, something very bad will happen.

That feeling becomes stronger the closer you get outside the range of activity.

"These ghosts can't talk, and they can't go whoring. How can I be the same as them?"

Du Gui's tone was very firm.

However, when he looked at the ghost bus in front of him and the empty seats on it, he just felt sick in his heart.

"Damn it, I worked hard for a long time, was locked up in a crystal coffin, and almost burned to ashes, and finally I got it, and I caught a murderer and took away a crystal coffin?"

As the saying goes, the thief never escapes.

Although Du Gui did not return empty-handed, the result was far from what he expected.

Just like.

You win 100 million in lottery tickets, and you thought you were at the top of your life, but the Welfare Lottery tells you that all kinds of taxes will be deducted from this 100 million, leaving you with only 10,000 yuan in your hand.

I want you to take the money and get out.

Who can resist this!

Du Gui was so angry that he was shaking all over, his teeth were clenching, and with a dark face, he took the fierce little girl and the black crystal coffin into the car.

And he also gave the fierce little girl a sip of obedient water.

Judging from the drug resistance of hungry ghosts, if you take this big mouthful, it will take at least half an hour to recover.

Finish these.

Du Gui sat in the driver's seat.

He backed up the car and parked it in the yard of the crematorium.

From a distance, the ghosts in the condolence hall on the second floor of the funeral home were still staring at Du Gui indifferently and condescendingly.

It looked like it was mocking him.

"No, I can't swallow this breath."

Du Gui covered his head with his hands, stared at the funeral parlor with red eyes.

Then...

He held the kitchen knife and got out of the car.

To be precise, he crawled under the ghost bus.

Taking advantage of the fact that his strength had not completely disappeared, Du Gui forcefully removed the fuel tank of the car.

Fortunately, ghost buses do not need to burn oil...

And it will be back to normal the next day.

Otherwise, Du Gui might have to call a tow truck.

Drag the gas tank to the entrance of the funeral home.

He took the gasoline tank and poured it on the door, windows, and walls of the funeral home. A tank of gasoline on the bus was either too little or too much.

But setting a fire should be enough.

Du Gui moved a little away, and then he lit a cigarette for himself.

While pumping, he said: "I can't bear to suffer losses. I feel uncomfortable when I suffer losses. When I feel uncomfortable, I want to take revenge. You made me suffer such a big loss. I didn't want to make things so terrible."

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"After all, we are all neighbors."

"But you damn thing, you actually dare to do it to me. I have to set fire to you today, otherwise I won't be able to swallow this bad breath."

Finished.

Du Gui threw the cigarette butt at the door.

call……

Immediately, sparks appeared and ignited the gasoline. In an instant, the flames spread rapidly.

The fire ignited the front of the funeral home.

The flames burn brightly.

Du Gui looked at the fire in front of him and said with a ferocious smile: "This is what will happen to me."

But……

The next second.

The funeral home seemed to be panicked by what Du Gui had done.

The funeral parlor hall, originally illuminated by firelight, suddenly became dark.

A terrifying aura erupted.

Du Gui was angered by this weirdness.

The raging fire that was still burning just now seemed to be suppressed immediately. The fire became smaller and smaller, and finally extinguished in front of Du Gui.

The entire funeral parlor is still the same as before.

It was not affected by the fire at all.

Du Gui cursed angrily: "You fucking..."

He held the kitchen knife and wanted to go up and strike directly.

But now, he has basically retreated from that transformed state.

Suddenly...

He turned around and looked at Gui Jiaoche, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"My ghost bus is also weird!"

"To deal with weirdness, you should use weirdness."

The words fell to the ground.

Du Gui turned around and got on the ghost bus. He reversed the car. When he felt that the distance was about the same, he stepped on the accelerator and hit the funeral parlor.

Ghost bus headlights flashing.

It also exudes an evil aura, and is only slightly worse than a funeral parlor.

In the car.

Du Gui's appearance was naturally that of an evil spirit.

It seems that he doesn't look like a restaurant owner at all, but more like a complete thug.

"I'm fucking fighting with you!"

Eee...

Before the ghost bus hit the bus, the door of the funeral home suddenly opened.

It was dark inside.

At the same time, four ghosts came out of it.

They did not turn into fly ash.

He stood motionless at the door, his eyes full of confusion.

It was the old, weak, sick and disabled ghosts that Du Gui had tricked into being obedient before.

Du Gui was stunned: "What do you mean? Do you want to talk to me?"

Apparently, the funeral home couldn't stand Du Gui either.

It threw out four ghost objects, and the posture looked like it was trying to destroy wealth and eliminate disaster.

Du Gui said with a look of displeasure: "Just these four old, weak, sick and disabled ghosts? My scope of activities will be increased, my ghost bus will be split, and I will start new businesses. Are you sending beggars away?"

He slowed down the car and pressed the brakes.

The terrifying aura emanating from the funeral parlor froze for a moment.

Then, four more ghosts came out from inside.

Du Gui looked unhappy: "That's it?"

Eight ghosts are not enough to complete the splitting mechanism of the ghost bus, because it requires 20 ghost passengers, all of which can be split.

There are a total of eight ghosts in Du Guijia. Counting the ghost babies, there are only nine ghosts. Nine plus eighty-seven ghosts, there are still three ghosts left.

"Stop telling me to give you thirty ghosts, otherwise, this matter will never end."

The atmosphere in the funeral home became more somber.

Four more ghosts walked out from inside, and then the door was closed tightly.

That seems to be the bottom line.

Seeing this, Du Gui had no choice but to snort and say, "You know what I mean."

Then, he pressed the button and the front door opened.

A total of twelve ghosts got on the car one after another. They all sat in the front row, and in the last row, there was only the fierce little girl.

The ghost bus turns around.

Du Guixiao left the crematorium. At the same time, when he looked back at the crematorium, he thought fiercely: "Damn, let it go for today. Wait for me to develop for a few more days and study my abilities by the way. I will try again."

Come and kill it."

In Boss Du’s perception.

The ghosts released by the funeral parlor were his own, but now they don't match up. He has already suffered a lot of losses, and the funeral parlor added insult to injury earlier and tried to burn him into ashes.

This is two waves of hatred.
Chapter completed!