Live debt collection, one follow the whole network scared to cry!

Chapter 13 Hahaha The anchor is arrested
The night is dark and windy.

In a corner of Xuancheng, Zhao Xiaohui finished working overtime in the middle of the night and stretched herself in front of the window.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly saw a bolt of lightning strike directly from the direction of Baoshan, across the sky, it was still purple!
"Fuck, is there any fellow Taoist who wants to cross the catastrophe~"

With a joke, Zhao Xiaohui rubbed her tired and ugly face and went to bed.

"Xiaohui~"

"Paint~"

"I am your 78th generation great-grandfather Zhao Bingde~"

Just as Zhao Xiaohui fell asleep, she vaguely heard a low whizzing sound, she opened her eyes in shock, almost out of her body in fright.

An old man with a snow-white complexion, wearing a long robe and mandarin jacket, was squatting on her bedside table and looking at her eagerly.

Zhao Xiaohui shivered and quickly closed her eyes, "Wealthy, strong and democratic, I love money! Don't be haunted by demons and ghosts, retreat and retreat~"

"Huier?"

Before the fifth retreat was finished, the voice rang again.

Zhao Xiaohui opened her eyes in despair.

Zhao Bingde smiled kindly at her, "Hui'er, thank you for your big villa."

Zhao Xiaohui was so frightened by his gloomy smile, she let out a scream, but she didn't cry out, it got stuck in her throat, and then she was taken aback, "Big villa?"

Zhao Bingde squatted on the bedside table, and said gratefully: "Yes, you brought me a big villa yesterday, and I received it. It is very good. It has all the appliances in it, and there is an air conditioner that can blow hot air. Are you I don’t know how cold it is in the underworld, my old cold legs are much more comfortable with the hot air, I didn’t expect people to miss me after so many years of death.”

Late at night.

An old male ghost is squatting on your bedside table and discussing with you whether it is cold in the underworld!

This scene is pretty hellish.

But the key is that Zhao Xiaohui really burned down the big villa yesterday.

The funeral lady also said that the people under the big villa she burned could really receive it, and she also said that someone would dream of letting her sleep well.

no……

Is your underworld logistics so broken?
Her big villa was burned to her sister Zhao Manman.

Why is there an old man here.

After taking the seat, Zhao Xiaohui's fear became less intense. She turned over and sat up, looking at the old male ghost, "Did you receive the villa? I didn't give it to you, I gave it to my sister."

"It's not for me?" Zhao Bingde's feeling of happiness that he had been thinking about for so many years after his death disappeared, and he squatted there dejectedly, "But I have already received it, it seems that I can't do it." return the goods."

Damn, you can't return the product, do you dare to return it and I dare to accept it!

Speechless in her heart, Zhao Xiaohui was polite, after all, she couldn't offend the ghost, "Then since you received it, stay here, and I'll burn another one for my sister."

Zhao Bingde was very embarrassed with a dead face on his face, "I want to keep it, but... it costs 500 yuan for the transfer fee. I don't have any money. I think someone misses me, so I'll make a dream Ask, see if you can burn some more money for me."

Zhao Xiaohui: ...

Looking at each other, Zhao Bingde held a glimmer of hope, "I can't, can I? No. 70, the eighth-generation great-great-granddaughter."

Zhao Xiaohui: ...

I'm so damn soft-hearted!

"Burning, burning, I'll burn some money for you. I'll let you go empty-handed because of your relatives and friends?" Zhao Xiaohui responded speechlessly, "What's your name? I'll burn it right next time. Don't worry." Make another mistake."

Zhao Bingde's dead face suddenly came alive.

"Thank you for the great-great-granddaughter of the 78th generation! My name is Zhao Bingde, and my birth date is..."

As soon as he, Balabala, reported the information, after finishing the report, he asked another question very shyly.

"Also, Hui'er, our ancestors had a Shangfang sword. It was used as a funeral object when I died. Now it has been stolen by grave robbers. Can you help me find it? That sword is the treasure of our private house. The treasure of the house."

When Zhao Xiaohui heard this, she suddenly remembered that when she watched Miss Funeral's live broadcast today, she seemed to have a bronze sword at Sister Zhao's house, and Miss Funeral said it was a funeral object.

Depend on!
It wouldn't be so coincidental.

Zhao Xiaohui hurriedly asked, "What about Shangfang's sword?"

Zhao Bingde immediately said: "Bronze sword, weighs 8.8 kilograms, is 2 feet long, and engraved with the totem of a green dragon flying into the sky."

Zhao Xiaohui recalled the sword in the live broadcast room. Damn, everything else matched except for the height and weight. "Okay, I'll go find out about the sword tomorrow."

She readily agreed, and Zhao Bingde was very grateful.

"Then what, great-great-granddaughter of the 78th generation, you just said that your big villa was burned to your sister. I think you are only in your 20s, and your sister is gone? What is her name? Let me see if I can help you." Find out if she has been reincarnated."

Sure enough, the old saying goes well: there are people who are easy to do.

"My sister's name is Zhao Manman. She died last February." Zhao Xiaohui quickly got out of bed and took out the photo album from the bookcase, and showed Zhao Manman's photos to Zhao Bingde. "It looks like this."

Zhao Bingde watched it carefully for a while, just to be sure, "When you send me the money, please also bring Manman's photo, in case I can't remember, and a roast chicken. "

Zhao Xiaohui: ...I reasonably suspect that you are just cheating money.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Xiaohui got up from the bed in a hurry, without thinking about whether she was dreaming last night or what, she immediately washed up, took a taxi and went straight to Jiang's funeral shop.

Jiang's Funeral Shop.

Jiang Ningning just started the live broadcast.

"Good morning, my dears!"

Jiang Ningning greeted casually, and then began to tidy up the counter of the funeral shop.

Running around in the middle of the night yesterday, she actually didn't wake up a bit, and yawned, yellow paper, gold ingots, big villas, small wreaths...all sorted and placed.

【Did that little sister recover her brain yesterday?squinting smile. 】

【Did my little sister say yesterday that she lost her mind?The anchor of Shabi definitely said that she was responsible for the lightning and thunder in Baoshan last night!I have already thought of the routine for her!Wait for her to make up! 】

[Does anyone believe in this kind of rubbish script?The spam anchor has all kinds of traffic, and I have already reported it. 】

[Yesterday the anchor said that the sword was a funeral object, is it true? 】

[It's hard to believe, if you have the ability to let the person who burned down the villa come out and take two steps! 】

[That is, DISS was not very awesome when he was with him. He has the ability to let the person who took over the villa come out and say whether he has a dream in the end. 】

Jiang Ningning casually put a large villa from the shelf onto the counter, and said casually, "In less than 3 minutes, the first guest who enters the door will be the one who came from the dream."

The voice just fell.

The shop door opened.

"Excuse me, is the boss, Ms. Jiang Ningning, there?" Zhao Xiaohui stood at the door, a little embarrassed.

Jiang Ningning glanced at the barrage, and smiled at the person who came, "I'm Jiang Ningning, who are you?"

Zhao Xiaohui hurried forward, "Hello, Ms. Jiang, I am a water friend who received the big villa the day before yesterday. My No. 70 eighth-generation great-grandfather gave me a dream."

Before Zhao Xiaohui finished speaking, the store door was pushed open again, and a policeman came in, "Is Jiang Ningning? Come with us, there is a case that requires your cooperation."

【? ? ? 】

[I was just about to say that the anchor is awesome, but I haven't finished typing yet. 】

[The police arrived just in time, the anchor was arrested just after the show started, cool! 】

[Hahahaha, the idiot anchor has been arrested! 】

[It's a pity, I still want to watch the live broadcast of debt collection. 】

[DISS colleagues will die! 】

(End of this chapter)