The sweet mourning beauty and the King of Hell are killing each other like crazy in the world

Chapter 45 Blood River

"Thank you, thank you all. I'll kowtow a few more times for you. I'll go buy some roast chicken and good wine later and offer it to you." The driver of the large oil tanker promised while kowtowing several times.

The driver of the silver electric tricycle was stunned on the tricycle, motionless.

The rain gradually lightened up and turned into drizzle.

Only now can I see that the driver of the electric three-wheeler must be a woman.

She was only wearing clothes for working in the fields, but now that she was closer, she could see that she was indeed a woman, but her age could not be discerned.

"Sister, eldest sister, please ride the electric tricycle to the south of the bridge first. Let's discuss how to deal with it." The driver of the large oil tanker and the female driver of the electric tricycle shouted.

It is obvious that the tanker truck driver is very experienced in handling accidents.Moreover, large oil tankers like theirs are fully insured by the company.

It's best to handle this kind of minor accident properly, so as to save yourself from having to worry about driving in the future.

The silver female driver was stunned and didn't move. It wasn't until the driver of the large oil tanker came forward and patted her on the shoulder that she suddenly turned the handlebar.

The silver electric tricycle swooped southward to the roadside south of the bridge.

The electric tricycle sped out for 30 meters and was still driving slowly.

We followed behind and ran to catch up.

"Sister, eldest sister, wait for us, let's take care of this matter." The driver of the large oil tanker shouted.

Perhaps hearing the shouts of the driver of the large oil tanker, the electric three-wheeler slowly stopped.

The female driver took off her helmet and said, "Ah... Wuwu... Daddy, Daddy..." and started to cry loudly.

We didn't know why, but we all gathered around.

"Girl, girl... um, hello, I'm the driver who just drove the oil tanker. My name is Chen Jianjun. Let's see how to solve this problem. I also invited a master to look at the problem. This is the master. "Chen Jianjun pointed at me.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

She cried for a full minute.

Then, the middle-aged male ghost who had just held up her tricycle appeared next to her.

"Sister, is your father wearing a black alpaca wool jacket?" I tightened my fingers and couldn't help but ask her.

She immediately stopped crying, with tears on her face, and turned to look at me steadily, "How do you know?"

"Because he's standing right in front of you," I pointed forward cautiously.

Gu Yichen quickly grabbed my hand and shook his head at me.

I felt a little scared and regretted what I just said.

Hu Yanzu also stood in front of us and took a defensive posture.

The female driver of the silver-white electric tricycle was anxious, "What did you say? My dad is standing in front of me?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

Chen Jianjun was a little frightened when he heard this. He looked at me and opened his mouth dryly, but said nothing.

But when the middle-aged male ghost learned that I could see him, he turned around, walked three or four steps in our direction, and knelt down directly. "Little master, my name is Zhang Tieshuan, and the person sitting on the electric tricycle is my daughter Zhang Shuanglian. Please tell her that I tried my best." After Zhang Tieshuan finished speaking, he kowtowed to us several times.

Although Zhang Tieshuan didn't seem to have any ill intentions, Gu Yichen and Hu Yanzu were still protecting me.

"Sister Shuanglian, your father asked me to tell you that he tried his best." I looked at Zhang Shuanglian, hoping she would stop crying.

Crying won't solve the problem. Drivers like Chen Jianjun are already considered good and responsible people.

"You actually know my name? Then what? What else did he say?" Zhang Shuanglian's eyes widened, she ran off the tricycle, rushed to me, and grabbed my hand with tears in her eyes.

I saw that Hu Yanzu hesitated for a moment, but still gave way.

Then Zhang Tieshuan glanced at Chen Jianjun again, kowtowed to me, raised his head and said, "Little master, I also want to ask you to tell my daughter to see if you can buy some chicken, duck, tobacco, alcohol, etc. for my friends. They They all helped lift the electric tricycle. You see, my shoulders are weighed down like this, and my friends are also weighed down heavily. Thanks to them, I definitely wouldn’t be able to lift it by myself. Without their help , the electric tricycle fell down a long time ago. They helped me save my daughter’s life, I can’t let a good person feel cold.”

"Yes," I nodded towards Zhang Tieshuan and relayed her father's words to Zhang Shuanglian who was waiting anxiously.

"No, don't worry about it. I should arrange this. I know the owner of Mantanghong Sichuan Restaurant in front of me. I will call and order the food now and ask him to deliver it." Chen Jianjun quickly interrupted, and after speaking, he ordered the Sichuan Restaurant in front of us. The boss made a phone call.

"Thank you, thank you." Zhang Shuanglian thanked Chen Jianjun, but never let go of my hand. "Then please help me ask, is my father... living well?"

I looked at Zhang Tieshuan. When he heard this, he lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.

"How is my father?" Zhang Shuanglian became a little anxious when she saw my eyes looking away but never answered.

"Uncle Zhang?" Under pressure from Zhang Shuanglian, I had to ask.

"I'm not living well, and none of us are living well," Zhang Tieshuan pointed to the bridge.

I looked in the direction of his finger, and there were four or five water ghosts standing there, all young, some male and female, and one boy in his teens.

"Among us, I am still the older one, and my friends are all younger than me. Because we were drowned, and we are not even 60 years old, we are now soaking in the river of blood in the underworld." Zhang Tieshuan When I said this, I started to cry.

"Soaked in a river of blood? A river of blood?" I didn't understand and looked at Gu Yichen with questioning eyes.

His face was stern and he nodded at me.

It seems true, so what should we do?

I was confused, but I relayed her father's words to Zhang Shuanglian with a normal expression.

When Zhang Shuanglian heard this, she burst into tears. She grabbed my hand and began to tremble uncontrollably, "What should we do? What should we do?"

"What can we do? Use money to pave the way. Miss Shuanglian, don't cry. I'll pay for it. Let's ask this young master to perform a ritual to see if we can fish your father out of the river of blood." Chen Jianjun It's like he has seen through the world.

But for this kind of thing, does it work to just spend money on doing rituals?
I thought about it silently for a few seconds. Hu Yanzu gave me a look, indicating that I should ask Gu Yichen.

The light rain fell on Gu Yichen, making him even more well-dressed.

"Okay." He said seriously, his eyes full of tiny lights, "But it requires a lot of gold ingots and hand-punched paper money. It's not like that Shuanglian girl can afford it."

"How many are needed? There are several people over there. Let Zhang Tieshuan count them. Each person has to burn at least 1 yuan in paper money and paper."

I nodded and glanced at Zhang Tieshuan. It was obvious that he heard everything. He just stretched out a hand towards me and said, "Five."

(End of this chapter)