The male god of fast wearing has his own acting buff

Chapter 337 On How Female Ghosts Talk and Laugh with Taoist Priests (45)

Old Zhang looked confused: "Father, what's wrong with me?"

It's strange to say that every year on Dad's memorial day, even though he doesn't have much money, he still manages to make a fortune and prepare everything he should have.

Why is Dad dressed so poorly?Where did the curiosities he burned and the wads of Heaven and Earth banknotes go?

"You still have the nerve to ask!"

Grandpa Zhang was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "Isn't it because you have done something wrong, framed the nobleman, and offended a lot of gods in the underworld! I have been unable to lift my head in the underworld for the past five years!" Woke up!"

"Tell me, what shameful thing did you do five years ago!?"

Lao Zhang unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat and trembled all over. Five years ago... Another five years ago!

"Dad!"

He cried and knelt down, kowtowed to Grandpa Zhang, his forehead was smashed, "Father, I was greedy for a while, and I had a bad idea, so I took bad money and did bad things!"

"I've been living in fear for the past five years, and I haven't had a good night's sleep! Dad, please help my son! What should I do?"

"If it weren't for the fact that you are the only child in my old Zhang's family, I really don't want to recognize you bastard!"

Grandpa Zhang sighed again and again, "I have a solution. The so-called sky net is restored, and it is not missed. A nobleman will come to you within three days. Follow his way."

"For your father, I can live in peace in the underworld, and for your family of three to survive this life smoothly, I advise you to have a little conscience!"

After the old man Zhang shouted, two green faces and fangs flashed on the left and right sides of him, and they turned around and left.

Lao Zhang sat up startled in his dream, recalling the horrific dream just now, suddenly felt his forehead was cold, and there seemed to be a trace of blood in the air.

He stretched out his trembling hand to touch it, and it was covered with bright red blood.

"what!!--"

……

Le Baishi sat on the bed, looking at the dream images of Lao Zhang and Lao Fan on the wall, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

With a flick of Su's hand, the two pictures turned into a green light and flew back to her hand, turning into a scroll.

This is what the ghost sent the second child that day, the horoscopes of the elevator workers Lao Zhang and Lao Fan's family, and their resumes in the underworld.

Although it is not as miserable as the beggar in the picture, but because of the two sons, it is true that they did not do well in the underworld.

Just as he was thinking, Ruan Ling came back, put away the things in his hands, and came in directly to hug her.

"How is your plan going?"

Le Baishi tilted her head: "Well, it's okay, in a few days I decided to send an Oscar winner to go for a cutscene, to fool these two."

Ruan Ling was taken aback: "Who is it?"

What Oscar winner does she even know?

Le Baishi glanced at him, covered her mouth and snickered: "Of course it's our famous Master Ruan."

"You consume me again."

Ruan Ling pinched her little face, suddenly remembered something, and said softly, "By the way, I'm going to visit your parents today."

Le Baishi paused in mid-air for a while, and looked at him suspiciously: "You went to my house? Why?"

"I think, to sue Song Chuqing back, instead of letting me, an apparently irrelevant person, do it, it's better to let your parents appear in court in person."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Le Baishi frowned, she hadn't contacted the original owner's parents so far, just because she didn't want to expose their scars prematurely.

But when Ruan Ling came out...

(End of this chapter)