Chapter 84 The bad luck still has to queue
Chen Chunhua didn't take this episode seriously. When she got home and opened the express delivery, she just wanted to see what the loquat used to treat influenza looked like.
As soon as the box was opened, the rich fruity aroma hit our nose and floated in the air.
Pouring water in front of him to drink, Luo Jiahe also smelled the fragrance, "This fruit is so fragrant."
More than ten kilograms of fruit, Aunt Zheng packed some of each kind for her, the most It’s loquat.
The fruits in the box are big, plump and juicy, as if they were just picked from the tree, very tempting.
Chen Chunhua was a little surprised, "I didn't expect this fruit to be so good."
She took out a loquat, peeled it open and tasted it, and her expression suddenly lit up, "Well! This loquat is so good. Eat. ”
Sweet and delicious, juicy.
Unlike the loquats she had eaten before, which looked big and yellow on the outside, they actually had no loquat taste at all.
This loquat tastes so rich.
“I’ll try one,” Luo Jiahe felt itchy and quickly took one out to eat.
Then I was conquered by this loquat.
The two of them tasted several other fruits, and they were all very delicious.
While Luo Jiahe was eating loquats, he suddenly thought of what Chen Chunhua said in the elevator just now, and joked, "Maybe what your mother said is true. This loquat can really cure the flu."
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"Perhaps that person is really a master. I'll have to ask my aunt to introduce him to me when the time comes."
Chen Chunhua rolled his eyes at her speechlessly, "Go to sleep."< br>
Neither of them took this matter seriously, but the fruit was delicious. They both ate some more and quickly went to bed.
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Shangyuan Village, at two o'clock in the morning, the two ghosts were still working on the mountain. Yang Fan was sitting alone in the post station, meditating with her eyes closed, and the little white tiger was sleeping next to her.
The cat nest she bought had arrived and was placed under the cabinet. It slept peacefully.
"Hello, are you the webmaster?" A gentle and polite female voice came from the door.
Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes and saw an old lady in her sixties or seventies standing at the door. She was wearing decent clothes and her hair was neatly combed.
The old lady’s face... Yang Fan looked a bit familiar.
The old lady looked at Yang Fan with some expectation on her kind face.
Yang Fan asked her, "Do you want to pick up the express?"
"I want to pick up the express, but I want to ask you something," the old lady said: "Can you help me find someone?"< br>
“I heard in the underworld that you can send express delivery to the upper world. I thought you must be a great master, so I came to ask if you can help me find someone?”
Yang Fan He nodded and said, "You can search for someone, but the cost needs to be paid by someone from the earthly world."
"Okay, okay, I can let my child..." Before the old lady could finish her joyful words, someone from the side suddenly interrupted. A strong voice.
"Get me a courier!"
A tall, fat man wearing a black uniform, a slung head, and a sinewy face. There is a Yin character on the black uniform to indicate his identity.
The old lady hurriedly stood a few steps away, for fear of accidentally angering the other party.
The male ghost's brows were knitted into the Chinese character "Sichuan", his bull's-eye eyes were filled with impatience and arrogance. He slapped the ID card for picking up the courier on the table and spoke in a commanding tone. He said, "Hurry up and give me the courier!"
Yang Fan opened his eyelids and glanced at him, "Get in line behind me."
Do you know how to be polite or not, first come, first served, do you know?
Yin Zai sneered as if he had heard some joke, "Queue? I never queue up." After that, his cold eyes fell on the old lady next to him, and the old lady trembled with fear. After a few buckets, he said quickly, "You come first, I'm not in a hurry."
"Did you hear that? She's not in a hurry. Get me the express quickly." Yin Cha frowned even more. Tight, his face became more fierce, "Hurry, don't waste my time!"
Oh, he's pretty awesome.
Faced with such arrogant people, Yang Fan usually let her actions speak for herself. She put down her crossed legs, reached out to pull the drawer, and took out the thunderbolt wood inside.
Pointing at this fierce Yin Zai, he said in a straight tone, "Get out!"
Yin Zai did not expect that Yang Fan would not give him face and dared to point a stick at him as a Yin Zai. Damn, he was used to being praised by ghosts in the underworld, and now Yang Fan was undoubtedly offending him.
The air froze instantly, and his expression changed, "What did you say, say it again!"
The fists beside his legs were clenched, and his whole body exuded a compelling momentum, lingering in black , as if it would explode and hurt someone in the next second.
Seeing his sudden change of expression, the old lady became even more frightened. She shrank her body to the side and tried to reduce her presence. She also wanted to remind Yang Fan not to confront this evil person.
This Yinzai is a famous Rakshasa in the underworld. He is hot-tempered, arrogant and unreasonable, and all the ghosts in the underworld avoid him.
The old lady opened her mouth, but before the sound came out from her throat, suddenly a black figure flashed in front of her eyes. The evil figure passed through the air in a perfect parabola and hit the ground heavily.
"You are ugly and scary, today I will teach you how to be a ghost."
Yang Fan's voice was still very calm, as calm as if he was talking about what the weather is like today.
Lei Zhimu turned a beautiful circle in her hand, and she jumped out of the inn with a light body, and rushed to the Yin Zai in a few steps.
The lightning strike tree hit him hard.
“Ah!”
The lightning strike hit the ghost, and the taste was sour and refreshing. The sinister and shrill screams echoed in the air, and the black energy on the body was immediately eliminated. , those black energy are all his ghost power.
Yang Fan clicked his tongue in displeasure, "You scream so unpleasantly, you should be beaten!"
The lightning strike wood in his hand hit Yin Zhan again, "Ouch!" There was another scream.
"I am Yin Zai, and you hit me!" Yin Zai tried to fight back, but the next second, the Lightning Strike Wood hit him harder. This stick directly caused his cultivation level to be lost. More than half.
"Don't say you are a shady, you are Pluto, and you have to queue up even when you get to my place!"
The stick in Yang Fan's hand was swung like a tiger, and he was hit with one stick after another. Not only was his cultivation completely ruined and he was turned into an ordinary ghost, but his soul almost collapsed.
The last stick stopped at Yin Chai's chest. If the stick advanced even an inch, he would be knocked out of his wits.
Yin Chai no longer looked as arrogant as before. He looked at Yang Fan with a horrified face and hurriedly begged for mercy, "Master... I was wrong! Please go around me!"
Yang Fan: "Get out!"< br>
"I, I, get out of here, get out of here..."
The ghosts rolled and rolled together, escaping from the underworld as fast as possible.
After entering the gate of the underworld, he turned his head and glared viciously outside. If he dared to do something sinister, she would wait for him!
"Ah!"
A black stick suddenly appeared from the depths of the darkness and plunged straight into his right eye. Severe pain came from the depths of his soul, and he was rolling on the ground in pain.
The ghosts around were frightened by the sudden appearance of the lightning strike tree and ran away. Mom, how could such a scary thing come out?
Yang Fan retracted his stick, looked in the direction of the gate of the underworld, and sneered, "How dare you say harsh words to me."
Don't think that you will be safe after returning to the underworld, she can still be killed. he.
(End of this chapter)