The disciple of Yue Lao

Chapter 60 Who doesn’t have a few relatives in the underworld?

One million ghost money!!
So what kind of concept is this for Wang Er?
His current internship salary is 10,000 ghost coins a month, and if he becomes a regular employee, it will be 600,000 ghost coins a month.

Working under the King of Hell is not as good as helping the ghost lady run the shop.

"Yes, grandma." Wang Er happily took the notebook from the ghost grandma's hand. There was also a carbon pen used in the mortal world inside the notebook.

Isn't it a brush?
The ghost woman saw what Wang Er was thinking and said, "You just came to the underworld not long ago, I'm afraid you are not used to using the brush. This is the brush used by mortals."

"Thank you, grandma." Wang Er said with a smile.

……

Yan Lan once again evaded the King of Hell's surveillance and slipped from the underworld to the mortal world.

Before going to see Lan Tian, ​​Yan Lan first went to Wang Er's home in the mortal world, where his parents were sitting in the living room watching TV.

Yan Lan originally wanted to use magic to control Wang Er's parents to burn paper, but then she remembered the ghost woman's warning.

"Honey, do you feel a sudden chill on my back?" Li Lanying pulled Wang Dazhuang's hand, moved closer to him, and looked around in panic.

Wang Dazhuang's mind was on the TV, and he didn't care what Li Lanying said at all. He just said perfunctorily: "It's a bit cold, go back to the room and put on a coat."

Yan Lan was standing behind Li Lanying. Seeing that her reaction was not big enough, she blew a breath of cool air on her back.

After blowing a breath, Yan Lan reached out and touched Li Lanying's back, once, twice...

"Husband!" Li Lanying was so scared that she hugged Wang Dazhuang and cried, "There is a ghost!"

Li Lanying blocked the TV tightly, so Wang Dazhuang couldn't watch the TV series. He felt unhappy but didn't dare to say anything.

"Wife, what are you talking about?" Wang Dazhuang gently hugged Li Lanying and moved her body to the side. He squinted his eyes and continued to watch TV, comforting her: "Don't be afraid, your husband is here. Besides, what ghosts are you afraid of? Who doesn't have a few relatives in the underworld? Have you forgotten that our son is also there, he will protect you."

"Ah?" Li Lanying was startled at first, but then she felt that Wang Dazhuang was right, so she agreed, "Yes... son... son..."

"Yeah." Wang Dazhuang responded absentmindedly.

"Hubby..." Li Lanying left Wang Dazhuang's embrace, walked around the living room, and suddenly said, "How about...I go burn some paper money for my son?"

Wang Dazhuang was so absorbed in watching TV that he didn't hear what Li Lanying said for a while. Li Lanying became angry instantly!

"Wang Dazhuang!" Li Lanying roared.

At this roar, Yan Lan assisted them in turning off the lights and TV in the living room. The two of them were trembling with fear.

Seeing this scene, Wang Dazhuang fell to his knees with a plop and apologized repeatedly: "Honey, I was wrong!"

Li Lanying was so frightened that she dared not move. She didn't think that the lights and the TV were turned off by her shouting.

The time was almost up, and Yan Lan helped them manually turn on the lights and TV again.

When the lights came on, they were both dumbfounded!

"Husband, did you drive it?"

"Wife, did you turn it off?"

"no……"

"not me……"

Li Lanying's legs went limp and she fell to the ground. She glanced at the lights and TV in the living room in fear, muttering, "It must be my son...it must be..."

"Wife!" Wang Dazhuang quickly ran over to help Li Lanying up, and asked in confusion: "What did you say? Son? What happened to my son?"

Li Lanying was in tears at this time and blamed him: "It's all your fault. I just told you to burn paper for my son, but you pretended not to hear me. My son is angry now!"

"What are you talking about?" Wang Dazhuang helped Li Lanying up and sat her on the sofa. He said nonchalantly, "It should be the unstable current that caused the lights and TV to flicker. Don't make a fuss." "Who is making a fuss?" Seeing that Wang Dazhuang didn't believe her, Li Lanying was immediately furious and said, "Just now, someone was clearly touching my back with his hand and blowing air conditioning on my back."

Wang Dazhuang knew that he could not win the argument with Li Lanying, so he simply kept silent and did not refute. The more he spoke, the more mistakes he would make.

Seeing that Wang Dazhuang didn't believe it, Yan Lan blew a breath of cold air on his back, which scared him so much that his face turned pale.

……

Finally, Wang Dazhuang and Li Lanying bought a lot of paper money and offerings, and took a taxi to Wang Er's grave.

The couple cried bitterly in front of Wang Er's tombstone, expressing their "pain of losing their son" and "missing him" vividly.

There were eight or nine kinds of offerings, all of which were Wang Er’s favorite foods when he was alive.

"Son, mom and dad are here to see you. Are you doing well down there?"

"Son, a ghost came out to scare your mother in broad daylight, and you didn't do anything. That's wrong of you."

"My son, after you left, my mother felt like she was living a year in a day. Whether it was during festivals or on weekdays, I would often burn paper money for you. You must bless mom and dad!"

Do you often burn paper money?
Yan Lan heard this in the dark and thought Li Lanying was lying. If she really burned paper money for Wang Er frequently, Wang Er would not have to work part-time at the ghost granny's place.

This time, Yan Lan saw with her own eyes that Wang Dazhuang and Li Lanying burned a lot of paper money for Wang Er.

They were quite generous. The paper money amounted to 10 million ghost money, enough for Wang Er to splurge in the underworld for a while.

After burning the paper money, Wang Dazhuang and Li Lanying were ready to leave. Yan Lan suddenly discovered that the paper money on the ground was not burnt.

If the paper money is not burned to ashes, the ghosts in the underworld cannot receive it. In other words, the money cannot reach the hands of the ghost official of the underworld, and Wang Er cannot receive the money.

Yan Lan immediately caught up with Li Lanying and blew another breath at her.

Li Lanying was so scared that she turned around and found unburned paper money in front of Wang Er’s tomb.

"Husband." Li Lanying pulled Wang Dazhuang and walked back to Wang Er's grave.

Wang Dazhuang was probably in a hurry to go home, so he followed Li Lanying back impatiently and asked, "What happened again?"

"If the paper money cannot be burned to ashes, my son will not be able to receive it." Li Lanying said as she took out a lighter from Wang Dazhuang's pocket and re-lit the unburned paper money on the ground.

Wang Dazhuang stopped helplessly to wait for Li Lanying, and said, "Didn't they just leave after burning the food before?"

"We were careless. My son might not have received it once before." Li Lanying said self-reproachfully.

After the paper money was burned to ashes, Wang Dazhuang and Li Lanying drove away, and then Yan Lan left the cemetery.

……

【Yuying Primary School】

At the school gate, Lan Tian waited for a long time but Lan Yue didn't come to pick him up. The teacher thought that he was too young and it was unsafe with so many cars on the street, so he didn't let him go home alone.

"Teacher." Lan Tian looked at his homeroom teacher adorably and begged, "Please let me go home by myself! Mom might be too busy and forget to pick me up. I can look for the traffic lights by myself."

The beautiful teacher Yang shook her head firmly and smiled at Lan Tian kindly, "Xiaotian, your mother called the teacher today. She couldn't come because of something, so your grandmother is here to pick you up. Your grandmother is old, so she walks slowly. The teacher will accompany you to wait for your grandmother."

Lan Tian doesn't like his grandmother at all and has been quarreling with his mother at home these past two days.

"Teacher, I'm in the fourth grade now. I can go home by myself." Lan Tian continued to beg without giving up.

Teacher Yang smiled and shook her head, saying, "Fourth graders are still kids! When Xiaotian grows up a bit, he can walk on his own."

Lan Tian forgot about his small body for a moment, and complained in his heart: 22 years old is still a child, so is 44 considered an adult?

(End of this chapter)