I rely on fortune telling to pay off the debts of my father, the king of hell.

Chapter 71 The Lost Treasure
"I just want to look at you."

"No, originally I didn't like you very much. After hearing this story, I felt you were too disgusting, so the further away you are from me, the better!"

The words Tang Yifan said were stuck in his throat like fish bones, but no words came out when he opened his mouth.

Qin Wanwan waved his hand and asked the kid to come out and said, "Take him to the underworld. Someone will come and take him away."

The male ghost stopped struggling and followed the little ghost. Before leaving, he took one last deep look at Tang Yifan, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance in his heart.

After lunch.

Xie Shi'an returned to his residence and saw that the door was open a small crack. He knocked several times but no one opened it. He thought Qin Wanwan was sleeping and was about to turn around and leave.

Qin Wanwan's voice came from inside the house and said, "Come in!"

Xie Shi'an pushed the door open and walked in. Qin Wanwan was packing things by the window facing her. The breeze blew her hair towards the door. He keenly smelled the fragrance in the air.

Qin Wanwan asked: "How is the investigation going?"

"Ah?" Xie Shi'an came back to his senses and said, "I just went to Brother Wanbao Pavilion to see that there is indeed nothing in it, and hundreds of treasures are missing."

Qin Wanwan paused her busy hands and said with shock on her face: "Are you sure it's gone?"

Xie Shi'an said: "I'm sure! The guard at the door also said that he didn't see anyone coming in, so I was wondering if there was a ghost in the underworld?"

Qin Wanwan felt reminded that she often mentioned her father before, saying that the treasures stored in Wanbao Pavilion were the most precious in the underworld.

If that was really a big trouble, Qin Wanwan urgently asked Xie Shi'an to contact the King of Hell to ask him to come back.

This makes sense. The reason Tang Yifan can see ghosts is because she has the underworld's voyeuristic bead on her body.

Who gave it to her?
Still thinking about the noise coming from the door, Qin Wanwan opened the door and saw her father, the King of Hell, standing at the door with his big teeth raised and smiling at her.

"Daughter, do you miss me?"

Qin Wanwan looked at the chef uniform he was wearing and asked, "Have you become a chef now?"

The King of Hell took off his hat and said with joy on his face: "Yes! But your mother hasn't forgiven me yet."

"Daughter, I have made you suffer! When we finish paying off this foreign debt, I will reward you and your mother well."

Qin Wanwan raised his forehead and said, "Stop making a fuss. I have a question to ask you today."

After finishing the conversation, when the conversation got to the main topic, the King of Hell put away his playful smile and suddenly became serious and said: "Shi'an has already told me about the matter. It should be my junior brother who did it."

"Brother??"

The King of Hell continued: "Yes! But this happened a long, long time ago.

He resented the master for handing over the underworld to me, so he ran away from home on the spot. After all these years, there was no news. When I learned that Wanbao Pavilion was stolen, my first reaction was that he was the only one who had the key. "

"What should we do?" If that junior brother is always resentful, he will definitely not be able to do good things.

The King of Hell said: "I will try to contact him to see if I can get these treasures back. Otherwise, I will have to fight."

He and his junior brother grew up together and have a very close relationship, so they don't want to use force unless they have to.

Then he turned to Qin Wanwan and said: "Daughter, you don't have to worry about this and just concentrate on the live broadcast. I watched your live broadcast room. It was so good. You almost fought for me. In one breath." Full of appreciation and praise for Qin Wanwan.

"That's for sure! It doesn't matter who I learned my skills from in this life."

"You are really my good daughter." After saying that, he immediately took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Qin Wanwan and said: "This card contains the money I earned from working outside these days. Let's exchange this small courtyard for It’s better to live in the big villa, I don’t want you to suffer.”

Qin Wanwan asked: "You should keep this card yourself, I have money." The king of hell handed the card to Qin Wanwan and said: "Hey! I originally wanted you to enjoy the blessings with me, but now you have to pay off the debt."

Qin Wanwan said: "It doesn't matter, I'm usually bored, so the live broadcast is just a hobby, and it's not too tiring."

The King of Hell picked up an apple on the table and stroked it repeatedly in his hand: "I just asked the boss for a little leave, and I have to rush back now. My daughter, wait until I come to see you next time."

Qin Wanwan was surprised that he was leaving so soon, and said reluctantly: "Yeah, let's work together to pay off the foreign debt as soon as possible!"

The King of Hell took a bite of the apple and said with a crisp sound: "The apple is so sweet!"

Qin Wanwan remembered that Tang Yifan still needed to take out the beads, so after explaining the situation to the King of Hell, he walked in with Tang Yifan.

"Little girl, I can help you not see ghosts from now on."

Tang Yifan was ecstatic and said: "Really? It's really great."

At first, the King of Hell was worried that the little girl would not be willing, because once the treasure is integrated into a person's body, it will be difficult to take it out if the body is unwilling.

"Are you sure? This process may be a little painful, just endure it."

Qin Wanwan put a blindfold on Tang Yifan, and then walked out of the door with the others.

As a white light flashed, Tang Yifan's painful cry came from the room: "Ah! Why does it hurt so much? It really hurts."

"Hold on a little longer and it'll be fine soon."

"OK OK!!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Wanwan opened the door and walked in. He saw Tang Yifan fainting on the ground and asked, "Dad, have you taken out the things?"

The King of Hell stretched out his hand and the bead was clearly inside. Qin Wanwan took it in his hand and looked at it. The color was beautiful and slightly glowing with purple light.

"I'll leave this table with you for the time being. It's not convenient for me to work."

"Okay!" Qin Wanwan agreed.

The King of Hell made a calculation and said to Qin Wanwan: "Then I'll leave first, my daughter."

After Qin Wanwan saw them off, he continued the packaging work and drew a few more talisman papers.

Tired of painting, Qin Wanwan walked to the next room to see if Tang Yifan was awake.

"Grandmaster!"

"Are you awake? Do you want some water?"

Tang Yifan shook his head, raised his body up with his arms and said weakly: "Why do I feel so tired? Can I still see ghosts now?"

Qin Wanwan said: "Look if there is anyone else in the room?"

Tang Yifan shook his head and said, "No."

Qin Wanwan glanced at the little ghost standing at the door and said to Tang Yifan: "Then you should be fine now, and you won't see ghosts again in the future."

Upon hearing this, Tang Yifan immediately put on a smile and said, "Thank you very much, Master!"

"No, you don't need to rest here more. You can go home when you're ready."

(End of this chapter)