After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

That is impermanence!

Why did Heiwuchang know this woman!

Old Ghost Zhu glanced at Tang Simi. Tang Simi was making a tactic, which was similar to the tactic he used to summon local ghost messengers, but Tang Simi's method was obviously more advanced...

So Tang Simi's hand formula directly called Ba Ye?

Someone who can call Eighth Master...

Old Ghost Zhu knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Ba Ye! You have to make the decision for me. I have a deep friendship with the local Heiwuchang Song Laosan."

Hei Wuchang looked over with indifferent eyes, and Old Ghost Zhu shivered suddenly.

"Are you talking about friendship?" Hei Wuchang spoke softly, looking at Zhu Laogui with indifferent and calm eyes.

Tang Si smiled sweetly: "Your eyes are the same as Qi Ye's, but your temperament is more cheerful."

Xie Bi'an couldn't ask this question, he could only pull the chain and hit him.

Hei Wuchang smiled slightly: "Speaking of Master Qi, I have to thank Miss Tang for what happened last time."

Old Ghost Zhu stared at Tang Simi cautiously.

Why did you mention thank you Tang Simi?

Didn't the two know each other?

Not only... Listen to this, Tang Simi knows Qiye.

The friendship between Seventh Master and Eighth Master is more important than that unlucky Song Laosan...

That's why Fan Baye didn't let him make friends... Zhu Laogui immediately shivered, feeling like he was kicked against an iron plate.

There was another puff of smoke, and Song Laosan came slowly.

Song Laosan was summoned by Old Ghost Zhu.

It's just that Tang Si's honey skills are superior, and the summoning is fast and accurate.

Elder Zhu is not the case, the person he calls is a step slower, and Song Laosan sees Hei Wuchang for the first time, and kneels on the ground with a plop, as if his knees have taken root on the ground.

"Eighth Master, what can I do for you?" Song Laosan asked with trepidation.

Fan Baye glanced at Tang Simi, "I was talking to Qiye just now, and I received a talisman order. He said he came to answer the call, but I stopped him. Miss Tang will not be offended."

Tang Simi laughed wantonly, "Does Ba Ye want to listen to the truth?"

Fan Baye looked all ears.

Tang Simi said: "I just saw that he wanted to make a trick to summon the ghosts of the underworld, so I wanted to compare with him."

What she said, amidst the madness, was a little childish, which made people laugh.

Old Ghost Zhu's expression looked like he had swallowed a few flies...

How did he mess with this killer?

"Baye, you've had a lot of happy events in the underworld recently." Tang Simi said.

She glanced at Song Laosan, who was kneeling on the ground, with scrutiny in her eyes.

Leng Xuelu is a star, and her birthday date is listed on the Internet, but it is not accurate.

That day in the incense shop, Tang Simi saw many photos of those men and women.

Some of them are not stars.

But the "July [-]th" reported by Tang Simi to the incense shop owner that day is exactly the zodiac sign, which is the most suitable for Leng Xuelu.

The other party accurately showed Leng Xuelu's horoscope, and Tang Simi had doubts at that time.

The person who gave the birth date accurately would not be someone related to the underworld.

Looking at Song Laosan in front of her now, Tang Simi sneered.

"Why don't you check it out." Tang Simi said, Song Laosan was already trembling.

Tang Simi might as well roll the roll and say it's his Song Laosan's problem.

Song Laosan gouged out Zhu Laogui's eyes, he knew that Zhu Laogui had called him, if something like this happened to him, he wouldn't want to come if he was killed.

"I don't know what to call this person?" Song Laosan repeatedly kowtowed to Tang Simi several times.

Tang Si held her chin in her hands and thought about it.

Song Laosan held his breath, but what he thought in his heart was, what kind of name can such a young girl have that can scare people to the ground?

Tang Simi said, "It doesn't sound scary, but you have to listen."

"I, Tang Simi."

Fan Baye, Fan Wujiu added slowly: "Not long ago, the Ghost City was kicked down by someone, and countless houses were damaged."

Tang Simi said disgustedly: "It won't be so long, but now you have to settle old scores with me, right?"

Fan Baye said: "I just want them to know Miss Tang's reputation."

Seeing Tang Simi's expressionless face, Fan Baye said with a smile: "I already know Miss Tang's intentions, and I will definitely investigate the matter of betraying living people's birthdays in the underworld."

Fan Baye was talking about a thorough investigation, and glanced at Song Laosan who was kneeling at his feet.

Song Laosan was still in a daze.

"Brother Song! Third Brother Song, you are in charge of this matter!" Old Ghost Zhu pulled Song Laosan.

In Zhu Laogui's eyes, Song Laosan and Guicha must have some kind of friendship.

Song Laosan laughed angrily: "With Fan Baye and this grandma here, can I be the one to make the decision?"

As Song Laosan said, he slapped Old Ghost Zhu on the face, "What trouble did you cause, you'd better explain it honestly."

When Old Ghost Zhu heard this, he almost understood that Song Laosan was going to take the blame on him.

"Baye, Baye!" Old Ghost Zhu wanted to say something, but Song Laosan grabbed him by the collar, what kind of ghost king, in the hands of Yin Chaer, has no ability to resist at all.

But just as he wailed, Fan Baye's chains were pulled out, Song Laosan, Zhu Laogui, Zhu Laogui's grandson, and his grandson's little follower were all tied up by the chains.

"The management is not strict, and it will cause trouble for Miss Tang."

Fan Baye said, picked up a ghost on a chain, and left.

The ghosts on this chain are like grasshoppers tied together, no one can escape.

It's just that Leng Xuelu was scared to death this night.

Transfer the money overnight and ask Tang Simi to draw a few more amulets for her.

Tang Simi was not stingy either.

Stayed with Leng Xuelu for one night.

The next day Tang Simi took out a jar, and the third lady who wanted to stop the high-speed rail was released from the jar by Tang Simi.

The third lady felt aggrieved.

I don't feel like I did anything wrong at all.

Leng Xuelu only had a few scenes in the morning, and she was in good condition, so she didn't have to stay on the set in the afternoon after filming.

"Wait for me, I'll come to you after I take the next one."

The third lady said: "The things on the table are wrong."

Leng Xuelu was taken aback?

Something wrong on the table?The director also turned his gaze.

The third lady said: "Look at the decoration on the long table. At that time, what we paid attention to was the east mirror and the west mirror, and a bell, and what we paid attention to was the bell and the bottle mirror, that is, lifelong peace."

The director beamed with joy: "You understand this?"

The third lady wondered, what else does she understand? She died at that time, and her family did it like this before she was alive.

Leng Xuelu said: "She understands, no one understands better than her! She just heard that I was filming a drama during the Republic of China, so she came here specially."

Leng Xuelu gave Miss San a look.

The third lady nodded: "I know a thing or two."

Her gentle voice doubled people's trust in her.

The director was also overjoyed.

After a few small adjustments by Miss San, the picture in the camera is indeed harmonious and beautiful. Thinking of the implication, the director is even more happy.

"I'm paying for my crime." The third lady said apologetically.

If Miss San didn't procrastinate yesterday, Tang Simi would have come earlier, those ghosts wouldn't have been able to get close to Leng Xuelu.

In the afternoon, Tang Simi and the three of them were playing outside, and Leng Xuelu showed embarrassment when he answered a phone call.

"Mimi, I have a friend who is in the same situation as me..."

Tang Simi said: "The spell I drew for you, you just give him one."

It's just that Tang Simi counted, "The person you mentioned is Song Qingyu."

Leng Xuelu was surprised: "How do you know?"

Tang Simi said: "So people still can't do bad things. Last night, Song Laosan was Song Qingyu's great-grandfather."

"You asked him to burn paper directly for his great-grandfather, saying that he was bullied. Maybe the children and grandchildren of the Zhu family who came to the door yesterday to find trouble could be punished again."

Tang Simi said, smiling gloatingly.

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away!" Leng Xuelu was also very active in doing such wicked things.