Boom, boom, boom.

The sound of the ball hitting the ground woke Wang Qi from his sleep.

It's already evening.

Wang Qi rubbed his head and got up from the bed. Listening to the sound in his ears, he knew that this must be Xiaosen, the landlady's son, playing ball at home again.

Thinking of the last time he accidentally knocked out Komori's tooth, I felt a little bit sorry.

After that, Komori kept hiding away when he saw him...

This child is also very pitiful. This place is located in the suburbs and there are not many neighbors around. He must have no other playmates and the landlady is too tired from work, so he has been playing ball alone, right?

Thinking of this, Wang Qi got up, opened the door and walked out.

Sure enough, Komori was playing with a rubber ball in the living room outside. He was a little boy with pale skin. He looked quite cute and well-behaved.

"Xiaosen." Wang Qi greeted with a smile.

Hearing this voice, Xiaomori froze and looked at Wang Qi in horror.

He grinned his teeth, didn't want the ball, and hurriedly ran up the stairs.

"Stop!" Wang Qi shouted.

So Xiaomori stood still and stared at Wang Qi approaching.

Don't come over here!

His expression seemed to be roaring.

"What are you afraid of? Uncle, I'm not a bad person." Wang Qi tried his best to show the most cordial smile, bent down in front of Xiao Sen, and looked at the little boy.

When Xiao Sen saw Wang Qi's smile, he felt it was extremely ferocious.

His little body was twitching and he was almost crying.

"I accidentally knocked out your tooth last time. It was uncle's fault. Can these be considered an apology to you?"

Wang Qi rubbed Komori's watermelon head lovingly, took out the seventy yuan from the lottery and handed it to Komori.

Nowadays, all payments are made by mobile phone, and banknotes have not been used for a long time.

Just enough for Komori as pocket money.

Komori's face was full of fear and he was about to cry.

But when he saw the two bills handed over by Wang Qi, his big dark eyes suddenly lit up.

This is... underworld money!

As a ghost, Komori can instinctively identify the authenticity of ghost money.

The so-called ghost money is not the paper money that living people burn at funerals for psychological comfort.

That kind of paper money is too embarrassed to hand out if its denomination is not even one million, and it is burned by hundreds of millions. If the money burned in this way was really useful, wouldn't the underworld have been in chaos long ago?

The real money is transformed from merit.

When a person dies and turns into a dead soul, the merits of his life will be judged and the corresponding ghost money will be transformed into his body.

There are also some powerful psychics who can do good deeds, accumulate merit, and condense ghost coins.

Ming Chao can do many things.

For ghosts and monsters, it is a good thing that they are always looking for!

Komori was only five years old when he died. What merit could he have had? Fortunately, the landlady, although she did not do any great good deeds during her lifetime, was kind-hearted and accumulated a lot of money in her lifetime.

The rubber ball that Komori always plays with is a supernatural object transformed by the landlady using ghost money.

But Komori only has one toy.

Looking at the money in Wang Qi's hand, Xiao Sen showed an expectant expression on his face and stretched out his hand, but hesitated a little.

"Uncle, do you really give it to me?"

"It's just for you, take it." Wang Qi generously put 70 yuan into Xiaomori's hand.

Who still uses cash these days? It’s useless to keep these bills in your hands.

Komori was still hesitant when the landlady's voice suddenly sounded.

"Xiao Sen, since it's uncle's kindness, just accept it."

Turning around, I saw the landlady in a nightgown walking down the stairs next to me.

It seems that she has always been dressed like this from the first time I saw her.

Now a pair of eyes were looking at Wang Qi with some surprise.

Seeing that his mother agreed, Xiao Sen quickly took the two coins, turned around and ran away.

After walking a few steps, he remembered something again, turned around and said to Wang Qi in a somewhat unfamiliar voice: "Thank you, uncle."

"Although you don't have much money, don't spend it carelessly." Wang Qi said with a smile.

This kid is not that naughty, and he still knows how to be polite.

After Xiao Sen left, the landlady came to Wang Qi.

She looked at Wang Qi, and for a moment there was a hint of resentment in her eyes.

She left a note and left. Do you know how much she missed that warm feeling at night these past two days?

"Mrs. Landlady, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Wang Qi dodged the landlady's eyes and said coquettishly.

"Yeah, it's uncomfortable..."

The landlady gritted her teeth and decided to teach Wang Qi a lesson.

"I've been feeling uncomfortable in my neck recently, Xiaoqi, can you help me take a look?"

Saying this, the landlady tilted her head slightly.

The angle between her head and shoulders became wider and wider.

There was a faint crack on the fair and slender neck.

It looks like it was chopped out with a kitchen knife.

Seeing that her head was about to split from her neck...

Ghosts gain satisfaction by showing supernatural powers to scare others.

The landlady has been a ghost for some years. She often knocks on the door at night with a kitchen knife or presses on the bed to scare the tenants who come in.

Showing the horrific wound on the neck and removing the head can be said to be the landlady's trump card for showing off her supernatural powers.

In a dimly lit room, a beautiful young woman takes off her head to show you.

Just asking if you are afraid?

Afraid!

Wang Qi was extremely scared now.

He stretched out his hand to straighten the landlady's tilted head, and solemnly reminded her: "Ma'am, please respect yourself, I'm really not that kind of person!"

The landlady obviously deliberately attracted Wang Qi to massage her neck, and used this intimate behavior to bring the two closer to each other, thereby achieving an ulterior purpose...

He, Wang Qiyi, is a gentleman and will not give in easily!

Landlady: "..."

"Madam, you're busy, I'm going out for dinner..." Wang Qi didn't want to spend too much time with the landlady.

He was afraid that his young and handsome boy would not be able to control himself.

After all, the landlady is really attractive.

He turned to leave, but the landlady came to her senses.

"Don't go out to eat. There are no restaurants nearby. Why go so far just to eat?" The landlady stretched out her hands to tuck her temples, once again feeling her failure as a ghost.

Wouldn’t the supernatural moves at the bottom of the box have no effect on the man in front of me?

She said to Wang Qi with some frustration: "You can eat it at home from now on, I can cook it for you."

After a pause, he added: "But... you have to buy the ingredients yourself."

Ghosts have no concept of eating. They can cook dishes in supernatural ways, but those things cannot be eaten by living people.

But using normal ingredients, you can also cook normal ingredients.

Although the ghost attempt failed, the landlady understood what the ghost money that Wang Qi gave to Xiao Sen represented.

The most important thing is that after being suppressed by Wang Qiren for a few days, she found that the hostility in her heart had dissipated a lot.

She is no longer like before, always harboring hatred for the world and full of resentment for the injustice in the world.

After finishing speaking, the landlady looked a little worried again and said, "If you don't dislike it."

The landlady wants to cook for me?
To be continued...