The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 195 Going to the Ancestor for Help

Shang Junxiao froze: "Ling, a supernatural event?"

"Calm down, I just proposed such a possibility." Wen Zishu patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, "After all, think about it, even if you can sleepwalk, but you don't have any special hobbies, why would you buy a girl of the same style?" Underwear? Besides, you don’t know how to wash clothes, so you can’t just sleepwalk and let you master some skills that you don’t know at all, right?”

Shang Junxiao froze for a moment: "...it seems, it really is."

Seeing that he was a little shaken, Wen Zishu persuasively said: "Also, old merchant, think about it, are there any traces left by other people or other things in your family?"

"...No." Shang Junxiao shook his head when he heard the words, "My house is normal, and there are only traces of me going in and out."

Wen Zishu pointed out: "Could it be a ghost? Ghosts don't leave traces."

Shang Junxiao: "..."

He was suddenly a little scared: "Brother, you, don't scare me!"

"No, I didn't scare you, I meant the truth, old Shang." Wen Zishu sighed, and secretly told Shang Junxiao about what happened between himself and Fu Shiyan in the past two days, "I'll tell you, old Shang, You have to believe in evil at times, your third brother and I..."

Before Fu Shiyan went abroad, he grew up with them.

Because Fu Shiyan was the third eldest among the Fu family's contemporaries, everyone called him third brother.

The others lined up, Duan Jianchuan was the fourth brother, Wen Zishu was the youngest among them, only a little older than Shang Junxiao, so Shang Junxiao called him little brother.

Shang Junxiao knew that his little brother was never reliable.

but……

The third brother is very reliable.

When Wen Zishu brought Fu Shiyan out, Shang Junxiao half believed it.

After Wen Zishu finished speaking vividly, a gust of cold wind blew across Shang Junxiao's back, "Really, is it true?"

"Can I still lie to you?" Wen Zishu thumped his chest, "If you don't believe me, you can ask third brother, if you can't trust me, can you still trust third brother?"

"..."

That's true.

Several people have always been afraid of Fu Shiyan, and no one would use Fu Shiyan as a cover, or to trick him.

Wen Zishu didn't even have the guts.

Dare to bring out the third brother, this matter must be true.

Thinking of this, Shang Junxiao became even more anxious, "Then, that is to say, are there really... ghosts in this world?"

Wen Zishu coughed, "Well, I can only say that I'd rather believe it than believe it, old Shang, it's better to pay more attention."

"Then what should I do?" Shang Junxiao straightened his face when he heard this, "I, I don't know what to do?"

Wen Zishu didn't want to see what happened to his brother. After thinking for a moment, he hooked Shang Junxiao's neck and said, "Well, I'll take you to meet someone tomorrow. Look, it will be clear what is going on at that time!"

Shang Junxiao was still worried, he was visibly nervous, "Is this really possible?"

"Don't worry, trust me once, it's guaranteed to be reliable!" Wen Zishu swore.

Shang Junxiao swallowed his saliva, and persuaded himself in his heart to believe Wen Zishu this time.

He gritted his teeth, "Okay!"

……

The scorching sun view was still brightly lit.

Xia Xin was lying on the bedside, holding the mobile phone, and had almost talked with the five people drawn by the lottery, and waited for Jiang Li to come over to do the math.

After waiting for a few minutes, Jiang Li ran in from the outside.

"Old ancestor, are you back?" Xia Xin turned his head to look over, and saw Jiang Li holding a talisman in his hand.

Xia Xin paused and asked curiously, "Old Ancestor, what kind of talisman are you holding?"

(End of this chapter)