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The next second, there was a strong wind blowing, causing the branches around the cemetery to sway.

Jiang Luo squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see a man in a new Chinese-style suit walking slowly towards him in the strong wind. It was none other than Fan Wujiu.

Fan Wujiu's voice came before he arrived: "I heard someone missed me? I wonder who it is? Oh, it turns out to be my last lover, what a coincidence."

Jiang Luo blushed, and thought of what he and Fan Wujiu did in Gu Ying's ghost domain last time, but he said, "Don't mention it. I'm married, and we should keep our distance."

Fan Wujiu said, "Life is a journey, and death is a journey. After death, everything in life will be reduced to zero. Since we have met by fate, why should we be bound by the secular world? You have a husband in the world of the living, and a little boy in the underworld. Isn't it a happy life?"

Jiang Luo: ...Listen to what nonsense you are saying.

I thought to myself, how can you, a grown man, share a husband with another man? Aren’t you too bold?

What's more, now it is a monogamous society, and men can only have one-on-one relationships with each other. There is no such thing as concubines or equal wives.

He didn't want to discuss this topic with Fan Wujiu anymore, so he pointed at the newborn ghost baby lying in Wu Hongying's arms and said, "I called you here to ask you to help bring this little ghost back to the underworld, re-register him, and let him reincarnate as a human being."

Fan Wujiu glanced at the little ghost and said, "Oh, it's a small matter, no problem, but I helped you, how are you going to thank me?"

Jiang Luo thought for a moment and said, "Shall I offer you some incense?"

Fan Wujiu chuckled: "I have been worshipped too much. Let me tell you this! Kiss me again and I will help you with this matter."

Jiang Luo was a little angry, thinking how come you are more annoying than Huo Yancheng?

Fortunately, Fan Wujiu laughed out loud the next second and said, "I was just joking with you. I'll take the ghost doll away. But I can't take the haunted female ghost away. She's causing trouble to the world, and she'll be a very evil person in her reincarnation. I can only let her become a wandering ghost to cleanse the evil spirit from her body."

Jiang Luo said: "I understand, you just need to take the ghost baby away, thank you Brother Fan."

Fan Wujiu waved his hand to indicate that it was not necessary, and then said: "Next time if you have any problems, just call my name. As a ghost messenger, I can't come whenever you call, but if you call me, I can still come anytime."

Jiang Luo thought that we were just a casual relationship, so there was no need to care about me so much.

But then he thought, now that there is someone in the underworld, it will be more convenient to do things in the future, so he nodded and said, "Okay, Brother Fan, have a safe trip."

There was another gust of fierce cold wind, and Fan Wujiu disappeared before his eyes.

Lu Liqun, who was watching this scene, knelt down with his knees weak, stammering, "I didn't expect that Master Jiang and the ghost are friends. Master Jiang is really amazing!"

Jiang Luo glanced at Lu Liqun and said, "You'd better hold a ritual for three days and three nights to pray for your biological son. No matter what he said, he is half your blood, and you should always fulfill your responsibilities as a father. Also, you should choose a good burial site for Wu Hongying! This location has too much yang energy and is prone to breed evil spirits, which is why she pestered you. Any funeral team can do it. In order to avoid future troubles, don't be lazy, and don't feel sorry for the money. You have to do it first."

Lu Liqun pointed to the sky and swore, "Master Jiang, don't worry, I will do it!"

As for Wu Hongying, Jiang Luo knew that if he left her to be a wandering ghost in the human world, there was a high possibility that her soul would be torn apart.

He recited the soul-calling spell again: "In my name, I will call your soul. In my hand, I will bury your body. Wandering alone, hesitating and wandering. In my promise, I will call your spirit..."

Wu Hongying clasped her hands together and knelt down towards Jiang Luo. Just like that, the third member of "Ghost Revelation Notes" was only equipped with a level 5 birth-damage ghost.

Bai Fu didn't say anything, because he knew his own ghost master. Even if it was a level 7 unjustly dead ghost, he would collect it into the "Ghost Apocalypse Notebook" without hesitation, just to give these lonely ghosts a home.

But he forgot that Gu Ying connected the "Ghost Apocalypse Notes" to the East Courtyard of the Huo family, and all the new ghosts he collected would be collected in the East Courtyard.

When Gu Ying saw the new member, she immediately walked up to her, circled around her, and asked, "Hey, new here? What's your name?"

Wu Hongying said in the dialect of Wuchuan Province: "I... my name is Wu Yaomeier, you can just call me Hongying."

Gu Ying muttered, "Wu Hongying, oh, you are the ghost who scared Lu Liqun?"

Wu Hongying was wearing a shroud of extremely poor quality, with blood all over her lower body. Although she no longer had a bulging belly, her miserable state before death was indeed not a good sight.

Gu Ying waved her hand casually, and a shadow of plum blossoms floated by, and Wu Hongying changed into a new set of clothes. Although it was an ordinary dress, it was many times more beautiful than before.

There was no more constant flow of blood, and the pain of childbirth was gone.

Wu Hongying said happily: "This... this... Thank you, sir! You and my benefactor are both good people!"

Gu Ying fanned the love fan in his hand, crossed his legs and sat on the swing. There were two ghost cubs behind him pushing him. He snorted coldly and said, "I'm not a good person. I'm just a good ghost at best. But you came at the right time. There's no one to take care of the little monkeys in this room. Since you're here, take care of their food and daily life!"

Although ghosts can go without food and drink, like gods, they occasionally get greedy, so their descendants will burn paper as offerings to them.

Gu Ying actually had quite a lot of offerings. After all, he had a huge number of fans back then, and after his death, many amateur opera fans burned paper for him, so they stocked up several warehouses, all in his own ghost domain.

With a wave of his hand, he showed a rice and flour warehouse, as well as pots, pans, and other things. He pointed to the kitchen and said, "From now on, you can tell others that you are my newly hired nanny. The children will call you Aunt Wu, and I will call you Sister Wu! Oh, it's not in vain. From now on, I will give you 30,000 yuan in paper money every month, and food and accommodation are all covered here."

Sister Wu nodded rapidly. She had never expected that she could still find a job after becoming a ghost.

Thirty thousand paper money is an astronomical figure for a wandering ghost. A person with children would only burn a few hundred thousand or even tens of thousands of paper money in a year at most.

Thinking of this, Sister Wu became full of energy and went into the kitchen with rice, flour, grain and oil.

She saw a lot of vacant space in the garden outside, so she took some grain and vegetable seeds and planted them. With a wave of her hand, the yard became lush and green. In the evening, the children had fresh stir-fried vegetables and mixed cucumbers. Their lives were so comfortable.

Jiang Luo left Lujiaping and returned to City C accompanied by bodyguards, and stayed in a five-star hotel owned by the Huo family here.

After returning to City C, Jiang Luo sent a message to Huo Yancheng, but he didn't reply. Thinking he was busy, she didn't contact him again.

On the contrary, it was Gu Ying who created a group chat in the Wangui system, which included him, Jiang Luo, Bai Fu and Chi Yan.

Jiang Luo was stunned when the prompt message came from the system, wondering if the Wan Gui system could actually create a group chat?

Gu Ying's voice came: "How are things going over there? I'm very satisfied with the nanny you hired this time. She's diligent and skillful. In the short while, she's already made a set of clothes for Little One, and Little Two to Little Thirteen are also waiting in line. I fried cakes for them in the evening, and all thirteen of them liked it very much. It's just that the boiled pork slices are too spicy. I'll have to ask him to put less chili next time."

Jiang Luo:?

Nanny? What nanny?

He opened the system and asked in the group chat: "Where did the babysitter come from?"

Gu Ying sent a video clip, in which Wu Hongying was seen wearing a blue striped mother's outfit and kneading a piece of dough. She said she was going to make handmade noodles for the little ghosts as breakfast tomorrow morning.

Jiang Luo: ...

He reminded Gu Ying: "Don't bully the new ghost colleague, she is not a nanny!"

Gu Ying said: "I didn't bully her, she did it voluntarily. But I won't let her work for nothing. I have plenty to support her. I'll give her 30,000 yuan in ghost money every month."

Jiang Luo was stunned by Gu Ying's various actions, but this guy was used to being served by others. He started learning opera after his family fell into poverty, and after he became famous, he was served by a bunch of people again.

As a top superstar at the time, he was indeed qualified to hire a nanny.

As long as he doesn't bully the ghosts, Jiang Luo is too lazy to interfere in the lives of the ghosts. Moreover, it can be seen that Wu Hongying is very happy doing it. She may be treating the thirteen little ghosts as her own children.

Jiang Luo checked into the hotel under the guidance of the driver. After settling him into the presidential suite, he went to check into an ordinary private room downstairs.

Jiang Luo opened the daily necessities prepared for him by the bodyguard and took a curious look around the presidential suite. Although he was born into a wealthy family, the people in the Jiang family did not treat him very well, and he had never stayed in a presidential suite like this one.

There are two rooms in total, one large and one small, and a small living room. There is a large heart-shaped bathtub in the bathroom. Water had been filled in the bathtub before he checked in, and the water temperature is a constant and most comfortable temperature for the human body.

After a busy day, Jiang Luo was indeed a little tired. He took off his clothes and took a bath in the bathtub.

As soon as he entered, a bath salt ball automatically fell into the heart-shaped bathtub. The bath salt ball exploded in the water, emitting a gurgling rose scent.

The life of rich people is indeed different. He stretched himself lazily in enjoyment and soaked for a full hour before rinsing off.

Wrapped in the hotel's silk pajamas, Jiang Luo felt that the fatigue of the whole day was relieved.

He walked barefoot on the shag carpet and returned to the bed with heart-shaped petals on it. He lifted the quilt and lay down on it. The moment he lay down, he couldn't help but moan, "Ah, this bed is so comfortable."

The next second, a strong arm embraced him, and a solid chest pressed against him. A thick nasal voice came to his ear: "Really? I feel pretty comfortable too."