After marrying Pluto, she was pampered every day

The old ghost glanced at Mr. Liu, "I'm afraid that the sky thunder doesn't want to let you go. Even if this magic circle blocks your traces and breath, he will destroy this place.

If you miss me for a moment, stay inside and don't come out. We are destined to meet again."

The old ghost didn't give him a chance to speak.

Hold me and leave the tomb quickly. This place is about to collapse.

Liu Erye can protect him in the magic circle.

But we can't, we have to leave.

"Lu Yang, Lu Yang is still in another tomb."

Fortunately, at the critical moment, I did not forget my 10 yuan.

The old ghost sent me out first, and then went back to find me the 10 yuan Lu Yang.

But the situation in the park outside is not good either.

The sky thunder couldn't find Mr. Liu and began to bomb indiscriminately. The sky thunder fell one after another, bombing and collapsing the houses in the entire park to pieces.

None of the employee executioners who escaped from the park were spared and were all struck by lightning.

Or be smashed to death in the house.

I think this thunder has poured out all the anger of not being able to find Mr. Liu on these demons!

Otherwise, why just pick the devil?

But he didn't hurt a deceived victim?

Does this count as Mr. Liu once again eliminating harm for the people?

Whoops!

Such a good snake doesn't deserve to die!

The old ghost came back very quickly, and he was holding Lu Yang by the back of his collar, just like he was holding a little chicken.

He threw it away.

Lu Yang wailed and quickly got up.

Just now, a big crater exploded where he was.

The old ghost immediately used his body to protect me.

Wait for the thunder to go away.

"Are you okay? Are you not injured?" I moved my hands up and down towards the old ghost, groping for a while.

The discoloration of the old ghost's eyes was visible to the naked eye.

The color was very familiar, and he would have this look every time he was touched by me.

I spat at him, "Rogue, you can imagine all this."

The old ghost raised his eyebrows in surprise, and she touched him.

Who is the gangster?

"Okay! Let's go quickly! Thunder seems to be coming."

Lu Yang held his head with one hand and protected his injured leg with the other. His actions looked funny and funny.

But I couldn't laugh. I looked at the deep pit next to the thunder and said, "Lu Yang, have you done something bad? Otherwise, why would the thunder strike you just now?"

Fortunately, he moved quickly enough.

Otherwise, he would be broken into pieces now.

Lu Yang was confused, "I, what can I do to hurt you?"

He has been frank and honest throughout his life and is absolutely worthy of his conscience.

"Don't talk about it yet." The old ghost put his arm around my waist and said, "It's dangerous here. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it when we get back."

"Lu Yang..."

With a sudden sound, Lu Yang looked back.

Long Muxue stood not far away, looking embarrassed and pointing a pistol at us, "I told you, you can't run away."

She approached step by step.

Only then did I see clearly that she was covered in blood. There was blood on her face and hair.

The smell of blood blew in the wind.

I almost threw up.

Seeing Long Muxue like this, Lu Yang said in shock, "You..."

"Haha! Are you worried about me? Don't worry, this is not my blood. I killed Mr. Long." She smiled, a little crazy.

More like relief.

"You killed your father?" Lu Yang couldn't believe it.

"No, he is not my father. How can a father climb into his daughter's bed? He is a beast, a beast..."

Long Muxue roared, "I should thank you, thank your friends for blowing up this sinful city."

Hahaha!

She dropped the pistol and her laughter grew more frenzied.

until.

Rumble!

There was a loud noise, and I tightened my ears in fear.

After the thunder passed, Long Muxue was chopped into charcoal and fell straight down.

Lu Yang was stunned.

*

After Lu Yang came back, he was admitted to the hospital again.

The old ghost thought he was in the way, so he left him at the door of the hospital halfway.

Take me home and enjoy the world of two people.

The next morning.

The old ghost didn't mess around at night, and it was rare for me to get up early in the morning.

I went downstairs and opened the door of the paper shop early.

The weather outside was gloomy and foggy, warning that a heavy snowfall was coming.

I took a breath, rubbed my hands and looked into the street.

I discovered that there is also a paper-making shop diagonally opposite our paper-making shop.

A young man yawned and opened the door, and took out the movable signboard.

【Shiji Paper Shop】

Depend on!

When did the paper-making shop open diagonally across the street?

I don't even know.

Is it popular to open a paper-making shop now?

I returned to the store and looked around at the empty first floor. There was not even a fly on the shelves.

Where have all the funeral supplies in the store gone?

"Old ghost, where are the things in our store?"

The old ghost wore a dark robe and walked slowly down the stairs.

Her waist-length hair was held up by a white jade hairpin.

His skin was already too white, and this dark robe made his skin look like snow.

"It's dealt with."

"Dispose of it? Why do you want to dispose of it! Don't open the store?" A prodigal man.

It's all money!

"Do you want to continue to open a paper-making shop?" He glanced at the empty first floor. "It's not impossible. Madam is good at paper-making."

I:…

"Of course I have to keep going. I don't know how to make paper, but you can! You are Pluto, and you are in charge of so many brats, why don't they know how to do this?"

The old ghost is silent.

Do ghosts need to be able to make paper figurines?

What kind of logic is this?

"Old Ghost"

Seeing that he stopped talking, I rushed forward and hugged him, humming and coquettishly saying, "Let's open a paper-making shop! It's a living, so making breakfast money shouldn't be a problem."

Mosquitoes are small, but they are also meat!

"Since the wife wants to continue the business, then let's continue the business! The manpower problem will be solved by the husband."

The cleaning shop he previously built online can also be moved here.

"You're so kind, old man."

I arched my eyebrows, stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

The old ghost raised the corners of his lips happily, looking extremely beautiful.

I smiled, such a beautiful person is my man.

Hey!

So happy.

I held his arm and said happily: "Let's go out for breakfast. After we finish eating, we will re-make the sign and we will open tomorrow."

Then he went to the hospital again and asked Lu Yang for money.

The park was bombed, whether it was me or not.

But I take the credit.

He has to give me money.

I want to eat steamed buns for breakfast.

There were quite a lot of people at the morning market in H Market. The moment the street bun shop opened the steamer, it was steaming hot.

Full of human fireworks.

I waited in line for a long time, and when it was finally my turn, there were only two meat buns left.

Not enough for my teeth.

Vegetarian buns are also delicious, but I prefer meat.

When I left the bun shop, there was an old man sitting on the steps next to me. He was only wearing an autumn coat in the winter.

The lower body is a pair of black long johns.

On the feet are slippers.

His toes were black and his facial features were blue-black.

His eyes were cloudy, but he stared straight at the bun in my hand.

I paused while biting the bun.

He walked forward and said, "Uncle, how did you die?"

Yes, I could tell at a glance that this uncle was not a living person.

He is a ghost.

"You, you can see me?"

When the uncle heard me talking to him, he stood up excitedly.

"Yeah! I can see and catch ghosts." I chuckled.

Give him a bun.

But my uncle said that he could still catch ghosts.

I was shocked.

He didn't dare to take the bun I handed him.

As if he was afraid that I would catch him if he ate my steamed buns.

My smile did not change, "Eat! I don't catch good ghosts, only ghosts that harm people."

"Oh! Oh good."

This time the uncle dared to pick up my buns.

Holding it in the palm of my hand, I took a deep breath of the bun's flavor.

The original aroma of steamed buns disappeared in an instant.

The buns also became cold and hard, losing their original flavor.

The old man wiped his mouth with satisfaction and looked at the meat buns. His eyes were moist and he couldn't help but sigh.

Only then did I realize that ghosts can also sigh!

"I haven't eaten big meat buns in many years. The last time was when my wife was still alive, she made them for me."

"What about your wife?" I squatted down next to him.

Continue to chew the bun in your hand.

I'm a little choked. I asked the old ghost to help me buy soy milk. Why haven't I come back yet?

"Dead! He died more than ten years earlier than me."

"Then why don't you go to the underworld to find your wife, and why are you still here in the earth?"

Generally, ghosts like this don't have unfulfilled wishes.

There is no one to collect the body, and the soul cannot return to its place.

If there is no one like him in the world of the world, the world of the underworld will not accept him, and then he will become a lonely ghost.

The old man began to burst into tears.

Started talking about him.

He has two sons, who were raised by his brothers to become college students by farming.

Who would have known that these two brothers had been fighting for their son for 20 years, and one of them became the son-in-law of a wealthy family.

A woman who can be a fucking rich woman if she marries her.

If at first the two brothers were worried that the wealthy people would dislike their background, then 30 years later, the two brothers got what they wanted.

He should finally recognize his father!

No.

The two brothers go to high-end clubs, drive luxury cars, and their friends and business partners are all wealthy.

They cherish everything they have now and are afraid that the upper class will laugh at their origins.

Just don't recognize this father anymore.

The old man was beaten out several times when he came to the door.

Until the old man died at home for several days, no one cared about him.