"Hello, we are here at the Sanqing Taoist Temple. We wholeheartedly provide you with fortune telling, fortune telling, bone weighing, Feng Shui reading, and eight batches..."
"Fax!" Xun Ye roared.
"Oh!" The other party hung up the phone quickly, and then there was the sound of the fax machine working.
"Why don't you see those bad Taoist priests taking over the job of catching ghosts?" Xun Ye stared.
"That's because they are self-aware." Hong Gu shrugged, and her translucent body penetrated into a cage, "There are only seventy-eight Five Emperors coins left!"
"Ah, I want to sleep." Xun Ye inserted his fingers into his hair with a depressed look on his face.
"I have guests scheduled for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so you only have time today!"
Xunye slumped his shoulders, "Okay, I accept my fate."
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"Damn it, little Youzi, you put fake money in it again." Xunye held a large hemp bag and was squatting in the pile of copper coins, searching hard for it.
"Oh, Sister Xunye, I just took these back, haven't I had time to sort them out yet?!" Little Youzi said innocently, "The price I gave you is not much higher than when I brought them in."
The person Xunye calls Little Youzi is a young boy of seventeen or eighteen who looks quite sunny and delicate.
"Humph, you can charge more, as long as you don't come to our door again in the future." Xunye didn't believe him, glared with contempt, continued to put the coins she needed into the bag, and asked casually:
"Where is your master, digging graves again?"
"Hey, master drank too much last night and was still sleeping."
Xun Ye raised his head to look at the sky. The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the dazzling light dazzled people's eyes. "You must have died of sleep, right?!"
"Hehe." Xiao Youzi smiled honestly, and only Xun Ye, who had dealt with him many times, knew how much Xiao Jiujiu was hidden under this seemingly innocent appearance.
After squatting in the pile of copper coins for most of the day, Xunye felt that his feet were weak, and he staggered when he got up. "When I get back, I'll ask Aunt Hong to help me replenish my blood!"
Carrying a bag of copper coins weighing dozens of kilograms and returning to Laorong District made Xun Ye, who was already sleep deprived, even more tired, "Emma, I want to take a vacation!"
Honggu said unceremoniously: "Dream on, you are the only one born in Xunjia in your generation."
Xun Ye didn't bother to pay attention to her and went back to the room directly.
After taking a bath, she flew directly to the bed. When her eyelids closed, the "Birdman" came again, but at this time, she didn't even want to move her fingers.
At half past eight in the morning...
Xun Ye sat on the bed and touched his wet underwear. He couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry. He actually had the same dream for two consecutive nights. Could it be that he had reached puberty?!
Walking down the stairs, Xunye caught a glimpse of Hong Gu floating off the ground and wiping the altar.
"What did you do?" Hong Gu looked at her with a surprised look on her face, "If I hadn't known that you were a ghost hunter, I would have thought you were haunted by a ghost just by looking at you!"
"Forget it, I had a dream all night." Xun Ye thought about last night's dream, his face was a little unnatural, and he hurriedly found an excuse and turned around and walked into the kitchen, "What are you going to eat this morning?"
"What dream?" However, no wall cabinet was an obstacle to Hong Gu. A translucent body appeared in front of Xun Ye and asked curiously: "You actually did it all night?"
Xunye'er felt embarrassed and hesitated, trying to explain it away, "It's nothing..."
"Nothing?!" Hong Gu looked at Xun Ye's expression and suddenly realized, "Could it be a hexie dream?!"