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Zhuqing went downstairs to the backyard to cook, while Huang Xikong and Xia Zhihuai were still watching the news.

Wanwan put down the toys in her hands and looked at the scene on the news where the two murderers were arrested, their heads pressed and stuffed into a police car, and she suddenly asked: "Sister Zhuqing's case has been revealed. Do you want to send her to the underworld to be reincarnated?"

As soon as her voice fell, Huang Xikong and Xia Zhihuai both turned to stare at her, both of them silent.

Wanwan scratched her chin with her fingers and blinked: "Aren't you willing to send Sister Zhuqing down there?"

Xia Zhihuai looked at her with strange eyes for a while and asked, "Are you willing to give up?"

"Zhuqing has taken care of us for a long time. Don't you treat her as a good friend or family member?"

Wanwan grabbed her socks and said in a sweet voice: "I regard Sister Zhuqing as a family member, but she should have no regrets in this world. Does she have to stay in the earth to take care of us?"

Huang Xikong turned off the TV and paused before saying, "It's up to her to decide this matter. We can't make the decision for her."

Xia Zhihuai said firmly: "I don't think Zhu Qing will leave."

Wanwan was a little baffled by his confidence and said in confusion: "Sister Zhuqing also said that people and ghosts have different paths."

"She has never expressed the idea of ​​being with her mother. Can we compare to her real family?"

Xia Zhihuai reached out and covered her mouth: "Forget it, you'd better stop talking. I'll panic if you do."

If Zhuqing is willing to stay, he will definitely be the happiest.

But if Zhuqing really wanted to leave, he wouldn't selfishly stop him.

Anyway, let her decide for herself.

Huang Xikong looked back at the two brothers and sisters who were making a fuss, got up and walked slowly downstairs, but he couldn't help but think deeply in his heart.

People and ghosts have different ways.

Therefore, in the end... he also had to say goodbye to Wanwan Xia Zhihuai.

There really is no banquet in this world that must come to an end.

While Zhuqing was preparing the dishes, he saw Huang Xikong standing at the door of the kitchen. He put down the kitchen knife in his hand and asked, "Does Mr. Huang have anything to say?"

Huang Xikong asked: "Your case has been brought to light, have you ever thought about leaving here?"

Zhuqing only smiled softly when he heard this, picked up the kitchen knife again, and replied seriously: "I have thought about it."

Huang Xikong was slightly startled: "So, what's your decision?"

"I will leave eventually, but not now."

Zhu Qing put the carrot on the chopping board and said softly: "Wanwan is still too young now. Mr. Xia is a bit clumsy. At least he can't do it well when it comes to feeding Wanwan. Wait until Wanwan goes to elementary school. After that, I will go to the underworld and be reincarnated."

"That will take another two or three years." Huang Xikong looked thoughtful.

Zhuqing turned to look at him, and the corners of his mouth curved: "I always feel that Mr. Huang, your stay will not be shorter than mine."

"Mr. Huang also likes the brother and sister Wanwan and Mr. Xia, right?"

Huang Xikong remained silent.

Zhuqing didn't care about his answer and continued: "It is difficult for a ghost to reincarnate. Although Mr. Huang did not want to stay in the human world for a thousand years, he turned into a thousand-year ghost for some reason. This is a fact. Some time ago, I accidentally heard Bai Bai Sir, they mentioned you in their chat, but you still have a way to go, but it will be extremely difficult."

Huang Xikong glanced at the green farmhouse, narrowed his eyes and said, "You are talking about cultivating ghosts and immortals."

Zhuqing smiled: "Mr. Huang is talented and intelligent, and he also has the opportunity. It is possible to become an immortal through practice."

Unlike her, there is no such opportunity.

But she doesn't expect immortality, everyone has their own path to take.

Huang Xikong has suffered more than her and has a more resolute and calm personality.

Even a fierce ghost is exceptionally different.

"You cook first, I'll go for a walk."

Huang Xikong did not talk to her about ghosts and immortals anymore.

He had never thought about such things as immortality before. Whether he was a human or a ghost in this life, only hatred supported him until today.

It is not easy to change goals suddenly.

……

Xia Zhihuai's live broadcast account was officially launched three days later. When he terminated the contract with the company, he had already got his Weibo account back, so he had already posted on Weibo to warm up before the live broadcast, which was considered a simple promotion.

However, without the company team, the publicity effect will naturally not be comparable to before.

But he himself didn't expect the first live broadcast to cause such a big sensation.

However, several friends in the circle still took turns to repost his Weibo post, which also made him a hot search topic on the day of the live broadcast.

Before preparing to start broadcasting, Xia Zhihuai chatted with Xu Wei beside him.

Xu Wei already knew that Zhu Qing was a ghost. After learning the truth about her murder, he was filled with indignation for a long time, making Zhu Qing dumbfounded.

Zhu Qing sat on a chair, holding a fan to cool Wanwan, and said to Xu Wei who cared about him: "I'm really not that sad. This matter has passed, and I will not turn into a ghost again. Just don’t worry.”

"As for my mother, she officially went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to divorce my father yesterday."

"She has already planned to resign from the foreign trade company, move to the town and rent a house first, and come and see me when she has time."

"Wait half a year before looking for a job again and move on with your life."

Xu Wei frowned and said: "You're so cheap to the mistress outside, and your father?" Zhu Qing shook his head, raised his eyebrows and said: "This matter is a bit complicated. But generally speaking, my father is actually considered to be clean. After leaving home, he did not have a high income as my mother, especially since he had an affair during marriage and had an illegitimate daughter. Even when the police investigated my disappearance six months ago, they deliberately concealed the dispute between me and him, which indirectly led to my being arrested. He was cheated and killed, so my mother found a very good divorce lawyer and didn’t leave him much property.”

"As for the woman who made him cheat on her during marriage... apart from being good-looking, she has no means of supporting the family. Now that she is middle-aged, her only daughter has been sentenced to more than ten years in prison and cannot even continue her studies in college. It will cause them trouble in the future."

Xu Wei nodded in agreement: "That's okay, otherwise how could I swallow this breath!"

Zhuqing glanced at the newly purchased live broadcast equipment and asked: "What if this camera captures us? It seems that ghosts can't appear in the camera."

Xu Wei looked at her for a while and asked, "Are you interested in learning photography?"

Zhuqing was stunned for a few seconds and pointed to himself: "Can I? I'm very amateur. I used to live broadcast cooking and edit videos by myself. I can't compare to your professional team."

Xu Wei chuckled: "I suddenly had a good idea."

Xu Wei is a shrewd man with a flexible mind. He was a little afraid of ghosts before, but after close contact with Zhuqinghuangxikong, he felt that ghosts are not much different from humans, and are even... much easier to use than humans.

For example, it can replace drone photography.

Moreover, the two ghosts in Xia Zhihuai's family are very powerful and have stable arm strength.

Especially when holding a camera, the camera teacher's arm muscles will get tired and sore after a long time, but they will not.

Because ghosts have no muscles at all.

You can even get any seat you want, it’s not too convenient.

Zhuqing usually has nothing else to do except cooking.

She is not as powerful as Huang Xikong, and her photos were on the local news a few days ago, so she is not suitable for showing up, and is more suitable for staying behind the camera.

As for Huang Xikong... Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan brother and sister helped him make a body made of paper.

Although Wanwan's handiwork is not very good, the completion of Xia Zhihuai's handiwork this time is still very good. He specially called the old Taoist priest of Guiyiguan and asked how to make people possessed by paper sticks. Extremely realistic.

When Huang Xikong possessed him and looked at the somewhat rigid paper man, the brightly colored paper man seemed to have his soul injected into it in an instant.

The face of the paper-tied man gradually came closer to Huang Xikong's true appearance, at least eighty percent similar.

Even the eyebrows have become extremely lively.

If he hadn't already known that this was just a paper-pricked man possessed by a ghost, Xia Zhihuai felt that he couldn't tell the truth from the lie.

Wanwan stood on the small bench with a brush, slowly drawing runes behind Huang Xikong. The golden runes were embedded into Zhanren's body one by one. At first, the clothes that looked like they were painted on gradually began to look like they were painted on. The texture of the real thing.

Xia Zhihuai sat on a chair, flipping through his phone, and took a moment to look at it: "How do you feel now?"

"The feeling of being imprisoned." Huang Xikong said truthfully.

This paper-pierced body is a constraint for him. He can't float as much as he wants, he can only keep his feet on the ground.

Huang Xikong pinched his new body and said curiously: "This body feels very fragile."

Wanwan was lifted off the stool by Zhang Chichi. When she heard Huang Xikong's words, she quickly warned: "Uncle Huang, don't touch the water, otherwise the paper man's body will be broken, and he can't do dangerous things."

Huang Xikong raised his eyebrows slightly: "For example?"

Xia Zhihuai smiled and said: "Playing with fire!"

"This definitely won't work. It's like playing with fire and burning yourself~"

Huang Xikong chuckled, looked at Wanwan's serious face, reached out and tapped her forehead, and said, "I remember."

Wanwan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but Huang Xikong looked at his fingers in surprise: "I wasn't burned by you this time."

Wanwan nodded and said, "Of course!"

That's why she thought of a good way to let Uncle Huang appear on the scene.

After all, we are a family, so we must be tidy.

"Okay, okay, the live broadcast time is coming soon, hurry up and prepare."

Xu Wei was already holding his tablet and was standing in front of the live broadcast room, instructing Zhang Chichi and Zhu Qing to turn on their mobile phones for live broadcast.

……

Zhong Jianian, who is far away in S city, happened to have no work today and stayed at home to rest.

He glanced at the clock on the wall, picked up the tablet on the coffee table, sat on the sofa and clicked on the link to Xia Zhihuai's live broadcast room.

When entering the live broadcast room, the picture inside was black at first.

After about ten seconds, the picture finally appeared.

It was Xia Zhihuai's overly dazzling face, pressed close to the screen, as if he was adjusting the angle of the camera.

In the live broadcast room, you can clearly feel that they are in a hurry.

"Done yet?"

"The live broadcast seems to have been started. Xia Zhihuai, hurry up!"

"Brother, your face is blocking the camera, please stand further away~"

Wanwan's milky voice came into the live broadcast room from nowhere.

Zhong Jianian held his chin with one hand, placed the tablet on the stand, and glanced at his mother who was busy in the kitchen: "Mom, do you want to watch the live broadcast? Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan's."

An energetic reply came from the kitchen immediately: "Look, wait a minute. I'll go over and watch this fruit tea that soothes your throat. You can put it on the big screen. It's too restrictive to watch it on a tablet..." (End of chapter)