There’s an Evil Spirit Here

Founder looked at Gao Shu's painting: "When are you going to start?"

Gao Shuhua: "If you have time, start this evening."

Founder stunned: "So anxious?"

Gao Shuhua: "The clues I found this time are not easy. I don't want to have more nights."

Fang Zheng understood, so he nodded and said: "I asked casually, I have no problem here, but I need to find a helper."

Gao Shu drew her eyebrows slightly: "I don't like this thing being too public, the more people, the easier it is to do bad things."

Founder gave An La's eyes and said, "You can rest assured that you have seen this man."

"In case of the dark night in the hands of the linker, I need to bring my royal clothes hanger out."

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Royal hanger?

Under the doubtful eyes of Gao Shu's paintings, Founder took out his domestic smart phone and dialed a number: "Old God Stick, what are you doing, why are you so noisy over there? I didn't let you take a paid break, Are you still outside? "

"It's just that you haven't rested yet. There is action tonight. I still lack a hanger. After that, I will give you a monthly salary as a dividend."

"What hanger? You must have heard it wrong. I said clearly that I still lack an assistant."

"The old **** stick is not what I said about you. You should buy a hearing aid for the elderly. It is easy for people to have ears when they are old."

Two minutes later, Fang Zheng hung up the phone, and then said to Gao Shuhua, you wait for me for half an hour, my royal clothes hanger is already on the way.

Seeing Qian Yan's eye-opening, Lao Shengu had already screamed on the phone and said he would come over as soon as he heard the dividend.

Gao Shu's picture was expressionless and nodded: "Then I'm going to prepare, and will meet at Baita Industrial Park in the north of the city two hours later."

Founder thought for a while, but nodded.

After discussing some details again, Founder sent Gao Shu's paintings out.

"Don't forget the mobile payment!"

"Must remember!"

Watching the back of Gao Shu's painting leaving, Founder shouted, and at the same time, there were some eagerness to suppress in his eyes.

How to say this is worth a runic ghost.

...

After returning to the store, Founder immediately began to count the assets that have skyrocketed today.

The former site of the Humanities College next door contributed a total of ten runes.

I inserted Gao Shu's paintings fourteen times, from milk to fourteen runes.

A total of twenty-four runes were collected before and after.

Coupled with the original deposit, he now has a total of 28 rune deposits, and he is excited to think about it.

After counting the deposits, the handicraft woodcarvings carved by Yiyi were carefully placed in the most conspicuous place for sale. Founder just placed the woodcarvings, and he noticed a sneaky man on the street.

The other party was pulling a famous passerby. It seemed to be asking the passerby, but the passerby was hiding from the man, shaking his head as if he didn't know, and then hurried away.

Soon, the man inquired all the way to the door of Fangzhengdian.

This is a petulant man with small eyes and a slightly pointed mouth.

"You, hello, I just came to work in the city from other places. I was bitten by a centipede accidentally a few days ago, and the wound began to swell immediately. I did n’t get any medicine or injections in the clinic. To the old Taoist who is driving the Didi Express, the old Taoist said that I encountered a centuries-old centipede. If I want to cure it, I have to find its natural enemies.

The little-eyed man asked carefully, his voice was low, and he turned his head from time to time to look around, as if fearing that passersby would hear.

This careful look at the surroundings made it even more terrible.

Founder: "..."

The old Taoist of the divine special Didi Express, he could not make up for such a wonderful picture. This story was compiled so that at least logic and passers-by IQ were not taken care of.

No wonder they will be regarded as neuropathy by passers-by.

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said seriously: "Do you want a rooster or a hen?"

"And, I think your centuries-old centipede is not easy to repair, at least you have to find a century-old chicken essence."

It was heard that the small-eyed man's eyes lit up. This is the first time he has not been rejected. He can't wait to be asked immediately: "Is there a difference between rooster and hen?"

"As long as my centenary centipede venom can be cured, the rooster and hen don't matter. I don't know if the boss knows where the centenary chicken essence is. If the centennial chicken essence can't be found, I don't know if the chicken essence of fifty or sixty years can be?"

Listening to this impatient tone, Founder suffocated on the spot and couldn't **** it: "Sorry, I don't need Centennial Chicken Essence, so I don't know where to find Centennial Chicken Essence. You can find someone else and ask where there is Centennial Chicken Essence."

"Thank you boss." The little-eyed man said gratefully.

Then he left the shop, continued to look back, and asked passers-by to ask where there are centuries of chicken essence, 50 or 60 years can be.

That frivolous back,

It ’s as if every passer-by asked, “Do you want a movie? Do you want a movie? The latest Huluwa Seven Brothers vs. the female snake demon uncoded version.”

Founder had not waited for the old magic stick for a long time. The old magic stick still drove his .4L displacement, 24-hour loan instalment old Jetta to the door of the store.

"Little brother, will you leave now?" The old **** stick lowered the window, still wearing the robe.

Founder: "I lock the door and come right away."

A few minutes later, the founder of the shop door was closed, and the rear seat door was opened. He was stunned when he was about to tuck the guitar backpack on his back into the back seat of the car.

There were two female passengers in their thirties in the back seat.

"Little brother, I'm going to squeeze. I'm just running the Didi Express to earn some living expenses. As a result, the little brother called me. I told the two female passengers to give them free of charge and take the ride." Lao Shen The stick protruded out the head of the window, and Zhao Fangzheng couldn't help but apologize.

Wait!

The old Taoist who drives Didi Express? !

Founder's face is black ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ It turns out that the small-eyed man said it all true, and there are old Taoists who came out to run Didi. No wonder the old **** stick was noisy on the phone and it was estimated that he was driving.

Just squeeze.

Fang Zheng did not embarrass the old **** stick, and the two female passengers had no idea, they could stop by for free, they were too happy to be too late, how could they refuse.

Eventually, Founder sat in the passenger seat, with the guitar backpack in the crowded back row.

And on this way, because there were outsiders, the old **** stick and Fang Zheng did not communicate. Instead, two female passengers in the back row, after a few words with Fang Zheng, began to talk about the topic of girlfriends.

"You know what a man is hard, do you have to be careful?"

Lao Shen stick holding the steering wheel's hand, obviously stiff, Lao Shen stick and Founder raised their ears at the same time, waiting for the answer.

"wing?"

"Correct."