The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 213 Drama Old Patriarch: I miss you, baby~

Song Mang looked down and saw a little boy wearing a bellyband.

The child said to her in a baby voice, "Sister, I'm lost. Can you take me to find my mother?"

Song Mang instantly remembered the reminder of Rule 4.

Rule 4: Respect the old and love the young. Do not disobey the orders of the elders in the clan, and do not ignore the requests of the children.

Although netizens say there is nothing wrong with these rules, Song Mang hates following rules and regulations the most.

Moreover.

She would never completely trust a person, let alone the person who gave her the message was just an online friend.

"Go away!"

Song Mang kicked the kid away.

"...?"

Song Mang also used spiritual power in this kick. After the child was kicked away, there was no sound of falling for a long time, which showed that the kick was far enough.

Xiao Junze was walking beside her, looking at her blankly, "Junior sister, why did you kick him away? I remember there was a rule reminding us not to ignore a child's request!"

Zhu Wuyou also said, "That child doesn't look ordinary, he might be a ghost child. If you kick him away like this, you might be entangled by this thing later."

"What else should we do?"

Song Mang said, "Should I take him to find his mother? What if his mother is also a ghost and wants to eat me? No matter which choice I make, it will be dangerous, so it's better to save some trouble."

Xiao Junze: "..."

Zhu Wuyou: “…”

It makes so much sense, I don’t even know how to refute it!

Everyone continued to move forward.

Although the fog was so heavy that the road ahead could not be seen clearly, the four strange villagers carrying the first sedan chair still knew how to get to the fallen flower tree.

When we were about to reach the fallen flower tree, the fog nearby began to dissipate a little.

Song Mang saw a towering tree in the distance, and it took ten people to hug the trunk.

The tree had dense branches and leaves, covering a large area, and there were no other trees growing within a radius of more than ten miles.

When she was about to get close to the fallen flower tree, Song Mang felt something grabbing the corner of her clothes again.

She looked down and found that it was the little boy in the red bellyband again.

The child looked up at her, with some resentment in his eyes, "Sister, I'm lost and can't find my mother. Can you take me to find my mother?"

"Again?"

Song Mang raised his foot skillfully and kicked again.

But this time.

Her kick missed, and the little boy who was pulling her clothes just now suddenly disappeared!
Xiao Junze turned around and saw her movements. He thought she had kicked the little boy out again. He twitched his mouth and said, "A dog would get kicked if it passed by you. This kid is pretty miserable."

"I didn't kick it."

Song Mang turned around and looked around and said, "He disappeared on his own. It's not my fault."

"Wait a moment!"

Zhu Wuyou suddenly pressed Song Mang's shoulders and stared at her back.

The wound on Song Manghou's neck had healed long ago. She asked the Sword Saint to help remove Yan Zhe's forbidden technique, so there was nothing unusual on her neck.

She changed into a white sweatshirt, and there were two obvious small black palm prints on her shoulders!

The shape of the palm print looked like a child was lying on her back, pulling her clothes with both hands!

"He hasn't left yet!"

Zhu Wuyou snorted coldly, and the Red Moon Bow in his hand instantly appeared, and he shot an arrow at Song Mang's back.

call out--!
boom--!
But the arrow missed and did not hit anything, but instead got nailed into the sedan chair next to it.

Zhu Wuyou frowned and said to Song Mang, "Do you feel heavy on your back?"

“It’s not heavy.”

Song Mang also pulled his clothes and took a look at the small ghost handprint on the clothes.

"It didn't feel heavy just now. Did he leave a mark and then run away?" "It's possible."

Zhu Wuyou reached out and patted Song Mang's sweatshirt, using his spiritual power to disperse the ghost hand prints on her clothes.

"This brat must be holding a grudge against you and will attack you again. You better be careful."

"Ah."

As soon as the two finished talking, they saw the sedan chair in the front stopped and arrived near Luohua Cave.

A villager who was helping the old patriarch carry the sedan chair ran up to Song Mang and said, "Xixi, the old patriarch said that you are now the patriarch of the Fu family, you have to represent all the Fu family members to burn incense and toast to the cave god!
When you burn incense, remember to tell the cave god that these are just some gifts from the Fu family, and please accept them!"

Song Mang thought for a moment and asked, "Have the old patriarch and the others changed?"

"It's changed, it's changed!"

The villager said excitedly, "When they first got on the sedan, they used your joker card and they all turned into beautiful ladies! I was moved when I saw them!"

"It changed when you first got into the sedan?"

Song Mang looked at the time and found that more than twenty minutes had passed. Those people were about to change back!

Then we have to finish the ceremony quickly and then retreat!

Song Mang followed the villager and, according to their instructions, burned incense and offered toasts as the clan leader.

After she burned the incense, she saw a cloud of black mist floating out of a dark hole next to the tree.

A cold and unhappy voice came from the black fog, "Why are you here to burn incense? Didn't those people say yesterday that you were the bride today?"

When this voice came, Song Mang also felt a sticky and damp gaze falling on her.

The gaze looked her up and down several times, as if examining an object.

Song Mang replied, "The old patriarch is in poor health and can't walk such a long distance, so he chose me to be the new patriarch and asked me to bring the bride over."

Song Mang also pointed to the sedan chair not far away and said, "I have asked someone to prepare seven brides for you. I hope you will be satisfied!"

"Seven?"

The gaze shifted away from her and looked at the wedding sedans not far away.

"It's quite sincere."

The voice was flat, and then his eyes stared straight at Song Mang, falling on her face.

Although Song Mang was dressed casually, her facial features were beautiful and delicate, her skin was fair and smooth, and when she lowered her eyes and didn't speak, she had a cold and aloof temperament.

The voice continued, "I have already stated my requirements. Not just anyone can be my bride. If these people do not meet the requirements, I will hold you accountable!"

Song Mang blinked and said, "When grandpa passed the position of clan leader to me, he told me your request a long time ago, and I have been looking for it carefully according to your instructions!

I even spent an extra 5 million ghost money as dowry to find these seven brides! You will definitely like them!"

"What? Five million ghost money?!"

Everyone heard the cave god gasp.

Even the cave god was shocked by the amount.

After a while.

He coughed lightly and said, "Since it is a dowry, you must bring it with you when you marry me, right? I will protect this place, and it can be regarded as a betrothal gift to you."

Song Mang smiled and said, "Anyway, the dowry has been given to the bride. If they are willing to give it to you, of course it is yours. After all, you are a family. How to divide the dowry is your family affair."

"Not bad."

The cave god finally looked at Song Mang with a satisfied look in his eyes, "You little girl are really smart, you are much better at doing things than that old man, beautiful women are just different."

Song Mang was about to have the brides sent into the cave, but the cave god said, "Wait a minute, let me take a look at these brides first."

As soon as the words fell, the black fog at the cave entrance floated towards the first sedan chair and penetrated into the curtain.

The old patriarch wanted to gain Song Mang's favor by showing that he had a serious attitude towards work and strong ability in role-playing!
What if he is asked to act next time?

The old patriarch said to Hei Wu excitedly, "You finally came to pick me up. I missed you so much, baby~!"

Heiwu thought that this time the bride was quite enthusiastic, completely different from those who cried and begged for mercy in the past.

But just as he finished thinking, half an hour had passed.

The disguised joker card is no longer effective!

He saw this face: