"You unfilial descendants, look at what you did." Seeing Zhao Laoshi and Gu Yong both ran away cleanly, the empty office seemed to be slapping him in the face. The director was uneasy and said angrily, and hurriedly followed them.

"I just can't stand the arrogant face of that guy. Why should he do!" The girl pouted and stomped her feet, but the answer was the empty hall. The director twisted his fat body and rushed towards the direction where Qin Mu was. This speed was extremely unequal to his figure, which made his daughter following him stunned.

"Qin Mu...Qin Mu...Qin Mu...Qin Daxian...Qin...Damn!" The director twisted his fat body and finally chased after him. After a few shouts, he suddenly found that Qin Mu, who was originally in front of him, suddenly had an illusion, and his eyes were blurred. When he went to see it, he was almost walking to the gate.

This is why the director swears.

Even if you don’t like me anymore, will you run so fast?

When the director twisted his fat body and caught up, Qin Mu had already walked outside the gate of the Public Security Bureau. It was still with Qin Mu deliberately letting him go.

Because Qin Mu thought that Ginkgo Villa must still be there, but the initiative in negotiations must be in his own hands, and it is not good to let others take it away.

"I said... Qin... Daxian..." The director chased the door panting: "You have to give me a face... or my place..."

"Your place has little to do with me." Qin Mu said lightly: "If the psychic association is really sincere, please invite them to come and talk, otherwise, haha."

Qin Mu sneered twice, Director Director was stunned, messy in the wind.

After the group returned home, Honglian asked, "Have you really decided to join forces with the people from the Psychic Association?"

"What about that?" Qin Mu asked back: "It is also for those ghosts, and more importantly, for..." Qin Mu paused, ready to say some official lines about national affairs from his mouth, but unfortunately let Honglian reveal it in one sentence.

"The most important thing is your old man's curiosity." Honglian took it and couldn't help but scold Qin Mu: "It's not that I said you, you are too... a cat has nine lives. Curiosity can kill cats, but can't it kill you?"

Maomao lying on the sofa shows that she is innocent and is caught in a gun.

"I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble." Yu Xiu said with a guilty look on his face. Zhao Laoshi, who was standing behind him, scratched his head, "Hehe" and "Hehe" smirked.

"We are the ones that dragged you down," Qin Mu said in a low voice. When he mentioned this, he felt a big headache, especially what he encountered in the bureau today. Fortunately, it was still at night. If it was broad daylight, the director would probably not let go and go out to chase him. In fact, Qin Mu just wanted to knock on the psychic association.

The Psychic Association is a spontaneously organized association in the psychic world, but it does not mean that the entire psychic world regards him as the most respected one. Many old guys are practicing in seclusion, or are hidden among the people and do not speak, it does not mean that these people will obey the Psychic Association.

For example, Chonghua, Qin Mu.

Even if Qin Mu is already a member of this association, the association has no other help to him except being able to enter the psychic market to buy some strange materials. A group of people who practice ordinary people plan to make trouble in the psychic world, relying on their wealth among ordinary people, even covering the sky with their hands. Is this possible?

Qin Mu has been unhappy about this association for a long time.

It is because this association has been supported by the slag psychics for too long recently, and I can't even remember what his status is in the psychic world. That's why I dared to blatantly threaten Qin Mu. By the way, even Wu Gang's cheap master, Monk Wuchen, dared not come to Huajie alone, especially Qin Mu's clinic.

In a short period of time, the conceited psychic association should not come to you. They need Qin Mu's help, but they are even more conceited.

Qin Mu thought that it would take about five or six days to wait for the people from the Psychic Association to come to him. It would take about five or six days to prevent the little boys from the Psychic Association from suffering. They would not learn their lessons. In the past five or six days, what Qin Mu had to do was to make full preparations to be able to happily dig other people's graves.

The next morning, Qin Mu went directly to the Ghost Market to order a bunch of useful and useless things. Qin Mu spent 7088 of the money he had previously snatched from the hands of the 100 psychics. Qin Mu couldn't remember the total number. In the end, he almost exchanged a magic weapon for a sky-high price. However, if the things in the Ghost Market were measured by money, it was even more expensive. Before Qin Mu could buy something, he had already squandered all the money.

Qin Mu felt that it seemed that Chonghua's fate had begun to affect him, just as his fate and Yu Xiu lost his official position.

Then Qin Mu called Qiu Laoliu.

On the phone, Qiu Laoliu's shop was as busy as ever. When I looked outside, it seemed that the sun was shining brightly. More and more people came to have breakfast early in the morning. The reason was that the group of young guys who were working on Hua Street had returned home. Qiu Laoliu's bun shop had been around for more than ten years. Many young guys came back and went straight to Qiu Laoliu's bun shop just to taste the taste of their hometown.

"Ah? Qin Mu? What's the matter?" Qiu Laoliu was also a little surprised to receive Qin Mu's call. He also heard about Ginkgo Villa. It should be more difficult. According to this guy's curiosity, he would obviously not give up if he didn't make it. Why did he call so early in the morning?

"Make something for me." Qin Mu said, licking his lips excitedly.

"What?" Qiu Laoliu stayed away from the crowd, and the noise on the side of the phone also decreased a lot.

"Luoyang shovel. And, space suit." Qin Mu was stunned for a moment and continued, "Is there any gold-touching talisman or something like that..."

"Qin Mu, are you going to rob the tomb?!" Qiu Laoliu raised several octaves and was a little amused at Qin Mu's request: "Uncle, have you read too many novels?"

"Stop talking nonsense," Qin Mu's things really seem to be seen in the novel. When Qiu Laoliu mentioned this, he blushed: "Is there any of these things?"

"There are really shovels in Luoyang. I have only seen them in tomb robbery novels. It is said that it is a family heirloom of the tomb robbery family. If this is true, people would not lend it to you. Bah..." Realizing that what he said was something wrong, Qiu Laoliu said embarrassedly: "It's useless to want that kind of play, but it's a space suit...Brother, why do you want that kind of thing?"

Qiu Laoliu was worried. Qin Mu’s request was too strange. Space suits are state supplies and are secret materials from the state. In other words, there is no need to be sold outside. This guy robs the tomb just to rob. What do you want that thing to do?

"..." Qin Mu was stunned for a while and asked in a stupid way: "Is there any golden bell cover iron cloth shirt or something like... a tortoise shell..."
Chapter completed!