The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 46
"What?" Fu Mo frowned and looked at them.

"It was Master Zhang Jin who insisted on inviting us to eat and scared a person into a faint in the kitchen, but don't worry, the person is not dead!" The short-haired beauty messenger pointed at Zhang Jin who was beside him.

"Hey, you guys are ungrateful for sex!" Zhang Qijin jumped up, he was so wronged, they didn't eat less?Now that something happened, why did it all fall on his head?
Fu Moshen sat up helplessly, and followed the ghosts to the kitchen to have a look. As expected, there was a person lying on the ground, which was Manager Zhao.

Seeing that Manager Zhao just fainted, Fu Moshen hurriedly found the staff to carry him to the infirmary for examination. Fortunately, there was nothing serious.

"No wonder I haven't waited for him for a long time." Qiao Yimo glared at Zhang Jin fiercely, "It's all because of you!"

"You can't blame me. I've been in the underworld for a long time. I just miss people's food. How can I let go of this opportunity?"

"Besides... this man is too timid. He fainted before we even showed up." Zhang Jin said, and gave the two beautiful envoys around him a hard look at Qiao Yimo. As soon as she said that, she suddenly thought of the greasy uncle who helped her summon her soul before, "By the way, did the uncle in the villa go back to the underworld too? Who is he to you?"

Hearing her question, Zhang Jin immediately restrained the joke on his face.

"good."

This solemn look made Qiao Yimo a little uncomfortable for a while.

"His Royal Highness is dealing with some things during this time."

"Your Highness the Tenth?" Qiao Yimo was a little shocked, that greasy uncle who was greedy for money turned out to be His Highness the Tenth?

Zhang Jin nodded, "His Royal Highness ranks tenth among the ten halls of Yama."

Qiao Yimo was frightened into a cold sweat by these words. In the original book, there is a setting of Yama in the Ten Palaces, but these "His Royal Highnesses" are all gods and dragons, and they only live in legends from beginning to end.

Thinking of the unreasonable words I used to say in front of Uncle Greasy, no... His Highness the Tenth Highness, I was looking for death. "What happened in the underworld? Why did you want him to go back?" Fu Moshen asked suddenly.

Zhang Jin raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said: "This matter is related to the secrets of the underworld, and we can't discuss it. The time is almost up, and we should go." Zhang Jin gave the two beautiful messengers a wink, no Waiting for Qiao Yimo to ask something, the three ghosts disappeared into the room in an instant.

The chapter outside the room was restored to its original state by three.

"Why are we leaving now? I haven't stayed enough yet." The short-haired emissary muttered dissatisfiedly, looking into the room reluctantly, his eyes fell directly on Fu Moshen, reluctant to move away.

"The ghost exorcist lives next door. No matter how careful we are, we may be discovered." The long-haired beauty envoy cautiously reminded.

"Let's just be careful. Besides, we are ghost messengers. Although the little girl from the Mu family has good blood, she is still young, so she is nothing to be afraid of." The short-haired messenger curled his lips and replied.

Just as Zhang Jin was about to speak, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and looked sharply at the rockery not far away.

"Who?"

The three ghosts instantly entered a fighting state.

Two figures came out slowly from behind the rockery, they were the old grandmother and her young grandson in the tree house.

A burst of coercion hit the three of them, and Zhang Jin was directly crushed to the ground. The two beautiful messengers behind him lacked soul power, and they were beaten back to the underworld before they could even scream.

"Your... Your Highness! I didn't know you were here, I was being rude." Zhang Jin touched his forehead to the ground, and said with difficulty.

"Hmm." The old lady responded softly.

Seeing that she was silent, Zhang Jin could only boldly continue to ask: "I don't know if the Highness is here for something? If there is an order, the subordinate is willing to help!"

His Majesty has always been a supernatural being. Although he is the chief ghost messenger, he has not seen her for more than 100 years. Now he suddenly appeared in this resort. Could it be...

Thinking of this, Zhang Jin couldn't help but look in the direction where Fu Moshen and Qiao Yimo were.

"Don't ask me what you shouldn't know. I haven't seen you in a hundred years. Don't you understand the rules? You should leave here quickly and don't disturb the people in the resort."

"Yes!" Zhang Jin didn't dare to refute, he bowed to the two people on the opposite side, and disappeared in place in an instant.

The grandma looked at Qiao Yimo in the room silently, and suddenly said after a while, "She is the biggest variable."

"Then should we take her away now?" The young man asked, but the old lady didn't speak, she was still staring at the figure shaking in the window, as if she was thinking about something.

"Wait a little longer." In the end, the old grandma said softly, and before she finished speaking, the two of them disappeared in an instant...

At this time, Qiao Yimo in the room rubbed his red nose and felt a chill.

"Ah Qiu!" Qiao Yimo couldn't control himself and sneezed again.

Fu Mo looked at her with a deep frown, then reached out and handed her the tissue.

Qiao Yimo murmured, "What's the matter, could it be a cold?"

"Be careful when you wear clothes, it's because you didn't wear too much before." Fu Moshen said coldly, obviously thinking of the bikini Qiao Yimo wore in the Rose Pool.

Qiao Yimo glared at him, "You don't care what I wear, I have the freedom to dress, okay?"

"Then you should have a cold." Fu Moshen's complexion also became ugly.

"I am willing!" Qiao Yimo threw the snot-wiping paper on Fu Moshen's body, turned and walked out of the room, "I'm going to bed."

Fu Mo frowned deeply, "Where are you going?"

"Of course I went to sleep in another room. I have a cold now. It's not good to infect Mr. Fu." Qiao Yimo rolled her eyes and closed the door firmly, leaving Fu Moshen alone in the room with a dark face.

Qiao Yimo had a good night's sleep and woke up refreshed in the morning.

There was a knock on the door of the room, and Manager Zhao's voice sounded from outside, "Miss Qiao, breakfast is ready, please come to the restaurant to eat."

"Okay, I'll go out right away."

Qiao Yimo simply tidied up and came to the restaurant. Fu Moshen was already sitting at the table, sipping coffee leisurely, watching the latest news, and turning a deaf ear to her arrival.

Qiao Yimo pouted, she didn't want to take the initiative to talk to this man.

"Miss Qiao, this is your breakfast." Hearing this, Qiao Yimo nodded subconsciously, but when she turned her head, she was startled by Manager Zhao's blue face.

"Manager Zhao, are you okay?" Qiao Yimo cared carefully.

Manager Zhao forced a smile on his face, "Thank you, Ms. Qiao, for your concern. I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine." After finishing speaking, he put down his things and left in a daze.

(End of this chapter)