Chapter 59
Fat Tiger and the others, who were afraid of being confused by the female ghost, also gasped!

Li Buwei finally got interested and took a look.

Now I found out that after just a few words, the group of masters worth 100 million all knelt on the ground.

"The ghost you recruited is too powerful." The brothers' faces turned blue—frightened.

Trembling, he hugged Li Buwei and dared not move.

But this can't stop them, they heard a sentence.

"Masters, I am a member of the ZF Folk Culture Research Association. Strictly speaking, we should be colleagues. Do you have any misunderstandings about me?"

The cries of pain outside ouch stopped strangely, and I felt a little guilty.

Because now, as long as it has anything to do with folk customs, it will be managed by this organization.

And this organization is very difficult to get into.People like them who only know a little tricks can't enter the rivers and lakes.

The edge of the threshold is not reached yet.

They stared at the entry certificate in Jing Lan's hand.Knowing this must be wrong!
Since he can join the Folk Culture Research Association, he must not be an ordinary person!

No matter what she is, they can't afford to offend her!
Fortunately, it is not too late to retreat now.

Hearing what Jing Lan said at this time, I already had the intention of retreating in my heart, and said forcefully, "Is it the folk custom meeting? This time we Dao and Qiyou remembered it! I have the opportunity to ask you for advice! Farewell!"

"You are always welcome," Jing Lan said.

Jing Lan made way for Dao and Qiyou. Dao and Qiyou pretended not to notice the piercing gaze behind them, and walked out one by one.

People inside: "Fuck! She looked over, she looked over, she came over! What should I do?"

Li Buwei believed in Jing Lan's formality even more, and he had also heard the name of the Folk Culture Research Association.

When something happened to their family before, it was the members of the research association who helped to deal with it.

Li Buwei's father said that the people in the research association are very powerful.

No wonder Sister Jing Lan is so powerful, she is from the research association.

Jing Lan got all of Li Buwei's friends out without any effort, and then tied them up.

Li Buwei waited for Jing Lan to untie him, while looking proudly at his bad friend.

But Jing Lan did not untie Li Buwei, but put him in another room.

Just like a fat tiger from the Demon Dynasty, they walked over.

Li Buwei soon heard the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling.

"Fuck, you bitch, are you serious?"

"Hahahahaha, let go, let go of my armpit! I'm not ticklish, I'm not afraid at all! Hahahahahahaha"

"Ahhh, Li Buwei is saving his life ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

At first Li Buwei was a little nervous, but the more he listened to it, the more it sounded like a lullaby, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

Jing Lan also stopped the 'playing house', she said: "Now that Li Buwei is asleep, I have installed sound insulation equipment, and I will ask you to answer the next part. People who have no survival value do not deserve to live."

Fat Tiger and the others swallowed their saliva and nodded vigorously.

They have also heard the name of the Folk Culture Research Association, which is mainly responsible for handling all kinds of weird business.

So this fierce and beautiful girl may really not be human!

Jing Lan probably asked about what happened before, and it was indeed the same as in the plot, but in more detail.

Fat Tiger and the others said it was organized by Zhao San'er. They have always played cleaner than Zhao San'er and the others. At least they will not hurt innocent people. The people who play with them are pure money transactions between you and me.

After finishing speaking, she looked at Jing Lan in a fawning, weak and pitiful manner.

The answer he got was Jing Lan's cold snort.

After swallowing, Fat Tiger and the others continued to say that they didn't want to go to that station at first, but they heard that Mr. Huo, the head of Quan City, was coming, so they went to join in the fun.

But they only saw Jing Lan from a distance, and they never forgot that side because of Jing Lan's beauty.

He also wanted to get acquainted with Jing Lan, who would have heard the news of Jing Lan falling into the water in the afternoon.

They regretted it afterwards, after all, Jing Lan's beauty is really recognizable.

It is a pity that such a beautiful woman with bright and white teeth was buried in the water like this.

But just keep these words in your heart. With smiles on their faces, they said to Jing Lan: "We even launched our ship to look for you that day!"

"Where did I fall into the water?" Jing Lan asked.

Fat Tiger and the others talked about a body of water some distance away from when Jing Lan woke up.

Now it can be proved that it is aimed at Wei Jinglan, so 80.00% of the culprit is Mr. Huo who will become the head of the Huo family in the future.

If Jing Lan had not appeared, Wei Jinglan would have choked to death in the water.

Jing Lan asked a few more questions and found that they didn't know anything else, so she woke up Li Buwei.

Li Buwei felt baffled when he woke up, why did he fall asleep at such an exciting moment?
Before he could think about it, his friends all looked at Li Buwei with dead faces.

No, didn't they just go a little too far, for Li Buwei?
As a result, they were tortured to death by the devil Jing Lan.

However, Li Buwei has nothing to do with this culprit, so he has to make people angry.

Li Buwei seemed not to notice the dissatisfied looks in his brothers' eyes and asked, "Where is the master?"

His memory stayed on after Jing Lan entered the door, and everyone rushed towards Jing Lan.

What happened afterwards?Although I have confidence in Jing Lan, it's too abominable for so many people to bully a girl!
Thinking about it, Li Buwei immediately wanted to find someone.

Which pot is really not open and which pot to lift?
Fat Hu burst into tears.

The others also wanted to cry a little bit, but they were preempted by the scheming fat tiger. In order to impress the young lady, they were strong and did not cry.He just told Li Buwei that in order to apologize, Fat Tiger transferred the ownership of the house to Jing Lan with half buy and half free.

However, Jing Lan also got a promise to help.

Fat Tiger is actually not that sad, but people are afraid of being compared with others.

Could it be that just because Li Buwei looks better, can he treat them like this?
Fat Tiger felt uncomfortable, but Fat Tiger didn't say anything.

After realizing Jing Lan's strength, they were still worried about Li Buwei, but let's see Li Buwei like this!
Hmph, caring about him is worse than caring about a barbecued pork bun.

Li Buwei, who was inexplicably despised by his friends, was scratching his head.

But soon he became happy, if this place belonged to them, then Jing Lan's work was basically completed.

Then Li Buwei can be considered helpful.

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When Jing Lan returned home, she told Wei's father and Wei's mother that she owned a store.

Wei's father and Wei's mother knew that Jing Lan had spent so much money to go out in one go, and felt distressed and relieved. Wei's mother complained in the way of a Huaguo-like parent: "Why do you spend so much money?"

"Mom, don't worry, this store can make money. It's much better than putting it in the bank." Jing Lan said.

She then handed the dim sum recipes she had written silently to Mother Wei together with the sweet drink, "Mom, let's try to make this recipe in the next few days? I tried the things on this recipe, and they are delicious. "

Mother Wei didn't ask Jing Lan where the prescription came from, she took it and squinted her eyes and said, "One gram of roses."

Wei Dong said: "I like to eat! I like to eat flowers!"

"Hahahaha." As soon as the words came out, everyone laughed.

(End of this chapter)

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