The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

This sentence made the other three people look at him in unison.

One was shocked, one was stunned, and one was confused.

Song Nanzhu: "Senior Brother, is it true or false? Did you see it wrong?"

Bo Zili: "Could it be a deception on their part?"

Only Meng Xingluan was silent in thought.

If the core of the black mist is really Taoist Master Qingxu, does that mean that the Taoist Master has encountered something unexpected?

This result was unacceptable to Meng Xingluan.

Apparently she and Zhou Yubai received emails from each other after they divorced...

The woman's fists were clenched and her eyes were cold.

Shen Que said: "I can't be wrong."

Meng Xingluan suppressed her emotions and looked up at the man again.

"Why didn't you say anything yesterday?"

The tone was questioning Shen Que.

Shen Que opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain, and finally chose to shut up.

Meng Xingluan suppressed his anger.

The atmosphere was tense. Even the arrogant Song Nanzhu noticed something strange. Bo Zili came out to smooth things over and said, "Senior sister, you were injured yesterday. Senior brother may have forgotten it in a hurry."

This statement is well-founded.

In the past, several senior brothers gathered at Bodhi Taoist Temple, and senior brother Shen Que was particularly interested in senior sister Meng Xingluan.

When Meng Xingluan was not proficient in the business at the beginning, he would suffer some hardships and get some skin injuries when catching ghosts. Shen Que would be particularly nervous every time at this time.

Quietly delivering medicine and taking care of her all the time, even forgetting to do the tasks assigned by the master.

So it’s understandable that I didn’t say anything about it after seeing it yesterday.

Meng Xingluan still didn't speak.

Shen Que lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, senior sister."

moment.

"Forget it, I blame myself for underestimating the enemy last night."

This matter was revealed just like that.

Later, in order to verify his conjecture, Meng Xingluan directly summoned the ghost gate.

The sun was obscured by clouds and the light dimmed.

The wind is blowing everywhere.

It was the first time for the three junior brothers to see such an outrageous operation, and the shocked expressions were printed on their handsome faces.

Senior sister...it's too outrageous.

Can you actually summon black and white? !

Two ghost figures floated out of the ghost gate.

Among them, Hei Wuchang said: "Master, why did you ask my two brothers to come out in broad daylight? You don't want to see ghosts in the daytime."

Moreover, the meeting place was still at a Taoist temple. If they weren't immune to these things, they would have performed what it means to be in a state of dismay on the spot.

Meng Xingluan doesn’t talk in circles and keeps the story short.

"Now help me check on my master, Taoist Master Qingxu...has his soul entered the underworld?"

Black and White Wuchang looked at each other and exchanged glances.

In the end, Hei Wuchang turned around and entered the ghost gate to check the life and death records.

Bai Wuchang first greeted Meng Xingluan's three junior brothers tactfully, and then chatted with Meng Xingluan about home affairs.

"Master, you see you have so many things to do every day. Do you think you need some helpers for the work we are working on? You don't know that Hell has been very busy recently. Brother Black and I haven't rested for several days..."

Bai Wuchang revealed his bitterness, just like a hard-working worker who was squeezed by his boss.

Song Nanzhu came forward curiously.

"What kind of cooperation? You don't want Senior Sister to help you catch ghosts, do you?"

His guess was quite right.

Bai Wuchang's eyes rolled around a few times, and then he smiled maliciously.

The young man took a step back subconsciously, his body covered with goosebumps, and his eyes became wary, "What do you want to do? I don't like ghosts!"

Bai Wuchang: "..."

This little brother seems to have a low IQ.

Even if he is a ghost, he is not interested in men, right?

Suppressing the speechlessness in his eyes, Bai Wuchang said enthusiastically: "Don't worry, little brother, I'm not interested in you, but are you interested in helping ghosts? It's like realizing their wishes and fulfilling their long-cherished wishes."

Song Nanzhu: "..."

Song Nanzhu: "To fulfill their wishes, do you think I am the bastard of the wishing pool?"

Bo Zili and Shen Que couldn't help laughing.

Junior brother is still your junior brother, but his brain circuit is obviously different from ordinary people.

Bai Wuchang's gesture was obviously another attempt to win over his collaborators.

After all, Meng Xingluan is very Buddhist.

I definitely won’t set any KPIs for myself.

Bai Wuchang chuckled expressionlessly, then decisively changed the target.

Bo Zili did not refuse decisively, he only said to think about it.

Shen Que refused directly.

Bai Wuchang refused to give up and continued to work hard, but Shen Que always only had the word 'no'.

ten minutes later.

Bai Wuchang gave up.

OK.

Everything depends on fate. If there is no fate, forget it.

Although the 'big fool' just now has a different brain than ordinary people, he is still Meng Xingluan's junior brother, so he shouldn't be much different. He will fool around later.

After another minute, Duhei Wuchang floated out of the ghost gate.

He said: "Master, I just helped you look at the book of life and death. The name on it has not been crossed out and is still alive."

This result made Meng Xingluan's heart finally fall to the ground.

The frown on his brows was instantly relieved.

"I understand, thank you."

"Master, don't be so polite. Is there anything else you need our help with? If not, let's take a step forward. Things are still piled up there waiting for Bai Wuchang and I to go back and deal with them..."

He spoke very quickly, obviously really busy with work.

Meng Xingluan did not waste their time and asked, "Have you found out anything about the thank-you speech?"

"We have some clues. Master, we will talk to you next time..."

As the two ghosts entered the ghost gate, the clouds above their heads receded and the sun emerged again, as if what had just happened was just a dream.

Song Nanzhu looked at Meng Xingluan with admiration.

"Sister, you are so awesome! You are worthy of being my idol!"

Meng Xingluan has become accustomed to the other party's rainbow farts.

She said: "The little information we have now is that the master is still alive. If he is really in Shu Liang's hands, he is being controlled. We all know the master's ability. It is unfathomable and he can be controlled. There must be something tricky there.”

The woman analyzed clearly.

The three of them nodded in agreement.

Bo Zili asked: "Senior sister, when will we rescue the master?"

"Why don't we go today? It's better to choose a different day than to hit the sun. It will be dangerous for the master to stay there for one more day."

Song Nanzhu continued speaking.

Meng Xingluan looked at the boy as if he were a fool.

"If you want to die, no one will stop you."

Song Nanzhu: "..."

Ying Ying Ying.

I was disliked by my senior sister.

The young man decisively chose to shut up.

Shen Que stood up and said, "Senior sister, let me send someone over to investigate first. If they really have a back-up plan, we can be mentally prepared in advance."

Meng Xingluan shook his head.

"You can't hear anything if you ask someone to come over. Isn't Shu Liang awake? I'll go over and meet him in person."

This method was unanimously opposed by the three people.

No doubt they were afraid that she would get hurt.

The woman slightly curled her lips, her whole body was glowing under the sun, and her twinkling peach blossom eyes were alluring.

His voice was cold and full of disdain.

"Shu Liang is a waste."

No one can change what Meng Xingluan has already made up his mind.

Several people worked together to clean up the rest of the Taoist temple, and because the woman was injured, they acted as supervisors.

In the afternoon, people came outside the Taoist temple.