I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

Xu Xun tried several more times without believing it, and found that no matter whether he changed the document or the input method, or even repeatedly turned on and off the computer, he could not solve the problem of being unable to type Qin Yao's name.

"What the hell..."

She stared blankly at the screen for a long time, until a gust of draft blew her hair and felt a slight chill. She finally came back to her senses, turned around and picked up the diary beside her, took off the ballpoint pen hanging on the top of the diary, and wrote in the blank space. The two characters Qin Yao were written on the page.

A strange scene suddenly happened. There was obviously ink in the pen and the tip of the pen was intact, but the two words could not be written on the paper. What’s even weirder is that there is no problem at all when writing other words with this ballpoint pen.

"The name that can't be written...what's going on?"

Xu Xun couldn't understand. His petite body slumped on the chair and muttered to himself.

After a long time, she gradually came back to her senses, put down the ballpoint pen in her hand, pulled the keyboard on the computer desk towards her, and typed the words Mr. Qin on the document.

This time, three characters were typed easily, which proved that the only two characters that could not be typed were Qin Yao.

After pondering for a moment, she typed on the keyboard and wrote: Mr. Qin, tall and sinister, with short hair... has a perverted desire for women...

Time passed quietly, and it was midnight before I knew it.

At the workbench, Xu Xun reached out and patted his warm cheeks. He stood up and went to the kitchen to wash his face. When he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he discovered that there was an inexplicable strand of long black hair on the sink.

She was stunned for a moment, walked over, picked up her hair, and measured the length. She was very sure that it was not her own hair.

She raised her head and glanced at the open window. She didn't doubt that he was there. She just thought that the wind had blown someone's hair in. Otherwise, there was no way to explain the hair.

Throwing his hair into the trash can, Xu Xun lowered his head in front of the basin, turned on the faucet and washed his face. The moment he opened his eyes, he felt something float quickly behind him.

Xu Xun's mind trembled, and her eyes quickly swept across the room. With her back to the mirror, she didn't notice that a figure in red slowly appeared in the mirror. The figure had long hair and was strangely tall...

Not long after.

Xu Xun, who was not sleepy, returned to the workbench, opened the document and continued writing: The heroine Feng Shanmei is kind, honest, and adventurous. She left her parents at the age of eighteen and went to another city. In this city, She moved into an old apartment and became Mr. Qin's neighbor...

"Ring ring ring."

"Ring ring ring."

As I was writing this, the phone at home suddenly rang.

Xu Xun turned his sore neck, came to a bar, reached out and picked up the receiver.

"Sand, sand, sand..."

There was an inexplicable rustling sound on the phone. Xu Xun frowned and asked, "Is there anyone there?"

"Mother……"

"Dududu..."

Amidst the increasingly loud rustling, there was a faint call from a little girl, and then the phone was hung up.

Xu Xun was confused and tried to call back, but the reminder on the phone was that the number was empty.

Silently putting down the receiver, Xu Xun suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. He quickly maintained this state of horror and returned to the writing desk, opened the document and continued writing: Mr. Qin noticed this young and beautiful girl from the moment Feng Shanmei moved to his door. Her beautiful face and graceful figure are always in Mr. Qin's mind.

Until one day, Feng Shanmei, wearing a miniskirt and exposing her beautiful legs, returned to the rental house and was bumped into by Mr. Qin, who instantly lost her guard. Desire defeated her reason and released her demonic personality...

The next evening.

Mr. Qin knocked on Feng Shanmei’s door with a cute cat in his arms. He asked Shanmei to help take care of the cat because he was out at work and there was no one to take care of the cat.

Shanmei has a kind heart, and seeing how cute the kitten is, she agreed after a moment of hesitation, but little did she know that this was the beginning of her misfortune.

…

The next evening.

Xu Xun was sleeping soundly in bed when a series of doorbells suddenly rang.

She sat up from the bed in a daze, scratched her messy hair, put on her clothes and got out of bed, slowly came to the door, and opened the door a crack.

Looking up, he saw Qin Yao standing at his door holding a kitten, saying with a smile on his face: "Sorry to disturb you."

Looking at the cat in his arms, and then at the current time, Xu Xun's somewhat hazy head suddenly woke up, and a chill quickly climbed up his back: "No, it doesn't matter. What can I do for you?"

"I'm going to work the night shift. I'm worried about this little guy being alone at home. Can you please help me take care of him?" Qin Yao said.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Xu Xun's forehead. He carefully experienced this terrifying feeling, and his inspiration suddenly burst out, and his thoughts surged.

As a writer, what you fear most is running out of inspiration and having shallow literary ideas. For a talented writer like her, inspiration is more important than anything else, so this thrilling feeling makes her faintly excited.

Driven by this brief excitement, she forgot her fear for a moment, took the kitten from Qin Yao's arms, and watched him disappear at the top of the stairs.

Returning to the room with the kitten, she gently placed it on the sofa, then walked to the workbench, opened the document, and there was a burst of output.

Nine p.m.

The sound of the doorbell woke her up from the novel world. She looked up at the time and glanced at the sleeping cat lying on the sofa. She thought it was Qin Yao who came to pick up the kitten. Unexpectedly, when she opened the door, she found that it was her ex-boyfriend... …

"Why are you here?"

"Finally, I'm divorced."

Xu Xun was stunned for a moment, then asked: "When did it happen?"

"Just three months ago." The ex-boyfriend said.

Xu Xun nodded silently and said, "It has nothing to do with me anymore."

Ex-boyfriend: "Dingyan, give me another chance. I'm coming back to China just for you."

Xu Xun reached out and closed the door: "I gave you a chance eight years ago, but you didn't take it. It's too late to say anything now."

"Bang."

The ex-boyfriend slapped the door to prevent it from closing: "Dingyan, didn't I explain it clearly to you in my letter? I do have my own difficulties, not to mention, it's also for our future!"

"Let go." Xu Xun closed the door hard, but no matter how strong a woman was compared to a man, the door was not closed, but was gradually pushed open.

"Pa." Just as the ex-boyfriend was explaining incessantly, someone suddenly slapped him hard on the shoulder. Half of his body shifted and he almost fell to the ground.

He grinned and endured the pain, turned around and saw a burly man standing in front of him, looking at him with an indifferent expression.

"Who are you?" The ex-boyfriend asked with lack of confidence due to the physical difference between the two.

Qin Yao pointed at Xu Xun and said calmly: "I am her neighbor across the door. Friend, what do you want to do, break into a private house?"

"I'm her friend." The ex-boyfriend emphasized.

"But she doesn't seem to recognize you as a friend now." Qin Yao's face suddenly turned cold, and he said coldly: "Get out of here, don't force me to whip you."

Seeing him raising his hands, his ex-boyfriend felt a chill in his heart, and quickly said to Xu Xun: "Dingyan, then I'll leave now and come back to you next time."

"Get lost." Qin Yao shouted.

The ex-boyfriend didn't dare to talk back and quickly turned around and left.

"Thank you." After watching this scumbag leave, Xu Xun breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gratefully at Qin Yao.

Qin Yao shook his head and said, "You watch the cat for me first, and I help you get out of the siege later. We are even."

Looking at his easy-going look, Xu Xun's eyes flashed and he said, "The kitten is in the house. Would you like to come in and have a cup of tea?"

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it convenient?"

"Convenient." Xu Xun said.

In fact, she wanted to know more about the other person and accumulate material for her writing.

As for danger...

This is a luxury area with a price of 110,000 yuan per square meter, not the kind of low-cost apartment where Feng Shanmei lives.

Not to mention buying it, the people who can rent here are either rich or noble. Such a person, if he can't get any woman he wants, will he still fall in love with himself, a writer with no appearance or figure?

After all, Qin Yao is not Mr. Qin, and she is not the young and beautiful Feng Shanmei.

Soon after, Qin Yao followed Xu Xun in. He first came to the sofa area and held the kitten he just bought during the day in his arms.

When acting, you have to perform a complete performance, and no flaws should be revealed in the details.

Otherwise, once Xu Xun sees the clues, it will be difficult for him to follow her into the ghost world.

"Mr. Qin, please have tea."

At this time, Xu Xun came out with a cup of tea and gently placed the cup in front of Qin Yao.

"Thank you."

Qin Yao picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then looked around: "Miss Dingyan, please forgive me, your house is a bit spooky!"

Xu Xun was slightly startled and said in surprise: "Mr. Qin can also read Feng Shui?"

"I understand a little, I understand a little." Qin Yao pointed at his eyes and said, "The main reason is that my eyes can see through yin and yang and see things that others cannot see."

Xu Xun's heart skipped a beat and asked, "Then what did you see in this house that others couldn't see?"

"Yin energy is like traces of ghosts." Qin Yao said: "You must have encountered something unusual last night, right?"

The inexplicable long hair, the strange phone call, and the fleeting figure flashed through Xu Xun's mind: "I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel like there's an extra person in the house suddenly."

Qin Yao: "When you have this idea, it means something weird has happened. Please observe carefully tonight. No matter what time it is, if you encounter trouble that you can't solve, or something particularly scary, , you can knock on my door."

Xu Xun was silent for a moment and said, "Are there really ghosts in this world?"

"Yes." Qin Yao said affirmatively.

Xu Xun: "..."

Not long after, Qin Yao left with the cat in his arms. Xu Xun sat at the workbench uneasily. After being dazed for a long time, he opened the document and edited it to: At nine o'clock in the evening, Mr. Qin came back from work and knocked on the door of Shanmei's house. The moment he took the cat, he glanced into Shanmei's room and said hesitantly, "Miss Feng, please forgive me, but there are some unclean things in your house!"

Shanmei was shocked and asked the other party to come in to check. Mr. Qin walked around the room twice, and finally took Shanmei to the bathroom, turned around and asked, do you want to see that thing?

Shanmei was shocked, frightened, and still suspicious, so she nodded, but saw Mr. Qin put his hand on the bathroom mirror, and a terrifying figure suddenly appeared in the mirror...

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

As she was writing this, a ball of paper in the wastebasket suddenly trembled inexplicably.

Xu Xun's hands suddenly froze on the keyboard, his neck stiffened, and he turned his head to look at this scene blankly.

After a long time, the paper ball jumped out of the wastebasket and landed directly on her desk. Xu Xun's eyes widened, and he reached for the ball of paper with trembling hands and slowly opened it. He saw that it read: The heroine Fang Yuling, she has long hair...

"ah!!!"

Xu Xun was frightened, stood up suddenly, ran out of the house quickly, came to the opposite door, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Soon, Qin Yao, wearing a set of large-size pajamas, opened the door and asked, "What's the matter, Miss Xu?"

"It's moving, it's moving."

Xu Xun said in panic.

"What moved?"

"Paper ball!" Xu Xun grabbed his wrist and said, "The paper ball I discarded in the wastebasket jumped out and jumped on my table."

Qin Yao frowned and said, "Don't worry, I'll go take a look with you first."

Xu Xun grabbed him tightly and said, "Let's call the police..."

"What did you say after calling the police?" Qin Yao asked.

Xu Xun: "..."

After a while, Qin Yao followed her back to the room. Looking around, he still saw no ghost, only a ghostly atmosphere filled the room.

"There are two solutions now. The first one is that you come with me and stay at my place for two days to see if the target of the dirty thing is you or this house. The second one is that I stay here with you for two days. , when that dirty thing comes out, let’s see what it is.”

Xu Xun: "..."

She didn't want to choose either option.

A man and a woman living alone in the same room are undoubtedly challenging each other's moral bottom line.

"I'll call my friend first and ask her to come and stay with me for two days." Not long after, she said with lowered eyes.

Qin Yao said calmly: "Yes, yes, but your friend can catch ghosts?"

Xu Xun: "..."

"If she doesn't know how to catch ghosts, you can pull her over at such a dangerous moment..." Qin Yao hesitated.

This guy is designed to trick your friends. Whoever plays well with you will be unlucky!

Xu Xun: "..."

After all, is living with him the only option?

"I know what you are worried about." Qin Yao smiled and said simply: "To be honest, you are not my type."

Xu Xun took a breath silently and said, "I'm going to clean up a room right now. You can bring your things over."

Compared with the unknown terror, the burly Qin Yao can bring her a sense of security...

How does that saying go, the lesser of two evils!