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Chapter 185 Why is it her?

Although I was dizzy, I still managed to take a taxi when I thought about the opportunity to obtain ghost dew and thus obtain the method to find Han Xiaolin's soul. Maybe women will take this little problem of headache and brain fever seriously, but as a man, I'm not that pretentious.

According to the address Zhuoyi mentioned, the car quickly arrived at the door of a villa. When my brother and master saw me coming here, he asked with envy on his face: "Little brother, are you related to this family?"

I took one look at the majestic building, took a breath, and smiled bitterly in my heart. If I had such rich relatives, would I still risk my life by catching ghosts? But then I thought about it, that’s not right. As a grown man, you still have to rely on yourself for everything. Only when you spend the money you earn through your own efforts can you be practical, even if it’s your wife’s money, yes, I must make money to support Han Xiaolin. , I definitely can’t let that bitch take care of me anymore.

Ahem, what are you thinking about? I put aside my boring thoughts, paid for the car and opened the door.

To say that rich people really enjoy it, this place cannot be said to be a bustling area in Shanghai, but the environment is particularly quiet. Birds and flowers are everywhere on the way here. When you close your eyes, you feel like you are in the wild with blooming mountain flowers. Even the air is filled with the feeling of being far away from the hustle and bustle. It's so quiet. When you open your eyes, you can see buildings that look like European castles. When you look up, you can see the Oriental Pearl Tower in the distance, surrounded by prosperity.

At this time, both sides of the road outside this luxury villa were already full of cars parked. Porsches, Lamborghinis, Ferraris and other famous cars were parked full of them. It was like a grand car show. Seeing these millionaires... Car, I suddenly felt out of breath and depressed. Hey, it is really "the wine and meat stinky road in Zhumen freezes the bones to death". How can rich people spend money to worry themselves to death? Those farmers who work in the city Workers are still working hard to earn some money to go home and build a few decent houses.

If it weren't for the "Lingtou Banner" hanging in front of the gate, I would have thought I was in the wrong place.

When I walked into the yard, there were people standing inside. They were chatting softly in the shade of the trees in twos and threes. They were all dressed up and dressed up meticulously. When they saw me, a rustic, wearing a stiletto, they all looked at me. The curious eyes coming here are probably wondering how someone like me could appear in a place where only upper-class people like them appear.

Needless to say, these rich and noble people all came to express their condolences to the deceased. This is how this society is. If you have money and power, people who flatter you will come to you like a torrent and surround you. If you have no money and power, even the wild cats and dogs on the roadside won’t bother to pay attention. You glance.

When I walked to the door, an old man in a Chinese tunic suit, who looked to be in his sixties and had a kind face, stretched out his hand to stop me: "Sir, who are you?"

"I'm Zhuoyi's friend." I said neither humble nor condescending.

"It turns out you are the Heavenly Master of Qingbaozhai. Come with me. Our boss has been waiting for you for a long time." The old man's eyes lit up when he heard this and he made a gesture of invitation to me.

I was secretly surprised. I didn’t expect that Zhuoyi’s reputation was so great. Could it be that that old boy really got rid of the Demon Guard every night?

After the old man walked into the hall, he asked me to sit on a sofa and wait. He walked quickly towards a group of people. When I saw that I didn't recognize anyone on the sofa, I didn't sit down. I simply stood and looked at this place. Extra large living room.

I have to say that this living room is really not that big. It is probably larger than a two-bedroom apartment in an ordinary house, covering hundreds of square meters. The living room is surrounded by white hangings. An offering table is placed in the center of the hall, with cigarette smoke lingering on it. Looking past the offering table, one can see a crystal coffin covered with flowers.

I returned my gaze to the altar table and looked at the black and white photo of the girl.

The girl looks very quiet, with an oval face, delicate facial features, and a quiet temperament. Her appearance can be considered middle-class. With a little dressing up, she must be an incomparable beauty.

Hey, it is such a pity that such a sunny girl, who was as beautiful as a flower, has lost her beauty like this.

I was lamenting the impermanence of life when I saw an old man leading a middle-aged couple through the crowd.

The man was in his forties, with a slim figure and a handsome appearance. You can imagine that when he was young, he was definitely a handsome and handsome man. Next to the man was a beautiful lady, and his face was full of sadness. , a pair of big eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and there were tears on his face.

Both of them were dressed in black, with flowers on their chests, and looked gloomy.

The man walked up to me, held my hand, and said in a deep voice: "I, Tang Zhe, may I ask the name of Master Tian?"

Tang Zhe's face did not show the disdain that others had when they saw me, which made me have a good impression of him. I said with a solemn expression: "My lord, Yuan Luo, please give me your condolences, Donor Tang!"

Tang Zhe said: "I have to trouble Yuan Tianshi about my little girl."

"I will do my best to send my daughter on a journey so that she can be reborn in the Paradise of Paradise as soon as possible." I said to Tang Zhe.

"Then thank you Yuan Tianshi." After Tang Zhe said to me, he turned his head and said to the old man: "Uncle Qian, please take Yuan Tianshi to rest first."

Seeing that it was still early, I followed the old man named Uncle Qian up to the third floor. Uncle Qian led me into a guest room and asked the servant to bring me some snacks, tea and so on. I am extremely passionate.

My head was really dizzy. After Uncle Qian left, I lay down on the bed and sent a text message to Han Xiaolin, saying that my fifth uncle was here and wanted to eat and hang out with him and not go back. Then I threw my phone on the bedside table. Go up and fell asleep dizzy.

When I woke up, I saw that the sky outside had turned dark, but the Tang family didn't come to call me. I was a little embarrassed, so I quickly put on my shoes and got off the ground. As I walked out, I looked at my phone. The last text message was from Han Xiaolin, which said something like "I know, be safe, and take me to say hello."

When we walked to the living room, all those paying condolences had left, and Tang Zhe and his wife were not there either. The hall seemed very empty and deserted.

There was a person kneeling on the futon in front of the altar table. She was a woman from the back. She was burning paper money and crying. Uncle Qian and several servants were persuading them. Uncle Qian also turned his back and wiped his tears, which seemed to be Very sad.

After wiping his tears, Uncle Qian happened to see me and greeted me respectfully: "Master Yuan, have I disturbed you?"

"No, no." I quickly waved my hand and said, "Uncle Qian, don't call me Heavenly Master. If you don't mind, just call me Xiao Luo."

"Okay, Yuan Tianshi." Uncle Qian nodded, but he still called me "Yuan Tianshi".

"Uncle Qian, the second lady fainted." A maid hugged the girl and exclaimed.

Uncle Qian and I ran over quickly. When we saw the girl's face, I was stunned. Why is it her?