Chapter 109 Money Warehouse
Liang Zishu glanced at the two things. They were obviously gifts for girls. She asked curiously, "Are you going to send this to your wife?"
When the word wife was mentioned, the male ghost lowered his head, showing a shy look, and whispered: "It's not my wife, it's my fiancée."
They are not married yet.
Liang Zishu: "But how many years have passed since your death, your fiancée must have been married."
One look at this ghost and it seems that he has been dead for a long, long time.
The male ghost raised his head, his eyes flashed with confusion for a moment, and then he shook his head, "I haven't been dead for long, and my fiancée is only seventeen years old."
"Huh?" Liang Zi Shu was stunned. This ghost looked like he had been dead for a long time.
Brothers Xiao Lin and Xiao Jing looked over curiously.
Yang Fan asked the male ghost, "What is the name of the person you want to send to, and what is the contact number and address?"
"My rules here are for express delivery. The express fee is 500,000 yuan, and the person who receives it has to pay."
The male ghost opened his eyes in shock, "500,000 yuan!"
"No, no, Erya doesn't have that much money, she only has five yuan!"
Five yuan! What can you do with five yuan? In this day and age, five yuan is only enough to eat two or three steamed buns.
When did this ghost die?
Everyone else looked a little surprised. Xiao Lin asked her brother in a low voice, "Brother, how long has this ghost been dead?"
"He should be almost a hundred years old." I don't know when he floated over. Xi Jun answered her.
His voice was neither loud nor quiet, but everyone and ghosts heard it.
Unexpectedly, when the male ghost heard these words, his face suddenly changed. He turned around suddenly, his pure and clean eyes turned fierce and scarlet, and yelled at Xi Jun.
“You have only been dead for a hundred years!”
His sudden change made Xiao Lin tremble and she took a step back in fear. Xiao Jing stood in front of her with a solemn expression.
Ghosts in the underworld are like patients in a mental hospital. One second they can talk to you nicely, but the next second they don’t know what to say and what not to say, and the other person’s face changes.
If you are not careful, you may be injured by the opponent.
Liang Zishu leaned toward Yang Fan in fear, "Oh my god, why did this ghost transform!"
The little white tiger in Yang Fan's arms was so scared that he hugged her tightly. It was so scary!
The relaxed atmosphere suddenly turned tense. The male ghost looked tense, as if he would rush up and eat someone at any time.
The male ghost suddenly went crazy. Not only was Xi Jun not afraid, but his face was full of interest. He lightly licked his lower lip with his bright red tongue. The ghost, which was almost a hundred years old, took a lot of tonic.
The hands hanging by the legs slowly grew long black nails.
Just when the scene was about to get out of control, a cold female voice suddenly sounded.
“Do you think I am a dead person?”
Yang Fan said "tsk" impatiently. That's what's bad about these ghosts. They love to transform at every turn. Why can't they be as emotionally stable as her?
I am so annoyed that she has to go back to sleep!
She raised her hand and quickly drew a sky thunder talisman, and suddenly the sky above the station was covered by a golden light talisman array. Thunder exploded and crackled, as if thunder would strike at any time.
Thunder roared overhead, Xiao Jing's expression changed, and she hid behind Xiao Lin.
“Sister, protect me, I’m scared!”
Also as a ghost, he is also afraid of Yang Fan's Thunder Talisman.
Xiao Lin:? ? Brother, aren't you supposed to protect me? Looking at the golden thunder talisman above his head, Xi Jun froze on the spot, his wide-open pupils full of fear.
“Change back!” Yang Fan shouted coldly, his warning gaze falling on Xi Jun.
Otherwise, blow him up!
Xi Jun's heart trembled, and he turned his palm over and immediately returned to his original state. He blinked his big watery eyes and looked at Yang Fan innocently. He was just joking, don't be so nervous.
Faced with his show of weakness, Yang Fan remained unmoved and stared at him coldly for several seconds before withdrawing from the thunder array.
As for the male ghost, the moment she showed off the Thunder Talisman, she turned back into a harmless, little sheep-like person.
Others and ghosts: Boss (webmaster), awesome!
Yang Fan sat back on the chair and began to ask him, "What is your name and who should the things be sent to?"
The male ghost hurriedly said: "My name is Qian Cang, and the things are to be sent to my fiancée."
The male ghost's name was Qian Cang. He was born in November 1922 and died in August 1940. He was from Jiangsu. He died in the war and artillery fire on his way to give a comb and hairpin he made by himself to his fiancée who was about to get married.
He wanted to send the comb and hairpin to his fiancee, and send her a letter telling her not to wait for him, because he could not go back.
"I'm already dead. I don't want Erya to wait for me. I want her to find a good family to marry again."
On the day they parted, he told Erya that he would wait for me. She, he will go back to see her soon with gifts, but unfortunately he is dead and cannot go back.
According to her stubborn temperament, she would wait for him stupidly.
Qian Cang looked at the comb and hairpin in his hand, with a sad and reluctant expression on his face, "But I promised to give this comb and hairpin to Erya, I must give it to her!"
“But it’s half a million, Erya definitely doesn’t have that much money,” his face looked a little more depressed.
That was half a million. He didn’t even know how to write half a million. He had never seen so much money in his life.
He worked hard and saved for so long while he was still alive, and he only earned five yuan as a gift to give to Erya. She definitely didn't have half a million, and she couldn't let her spend that much money.
Xiao Jing brother and sister and Liang Zishu were very unhappy to hear that it was 1940 and now it is 2024, a full 84 years have passed!
The Erya he is looking for, even if alive, is already over a hundred years old. There is a high probability that he will already have a family and be surrounded by children and grandchildren.
After waiting for so many years just to give this thing to her, why bother? I’m afraid they have already forgotten about him.
Liang Zishu couldn't bear to tell him, "After all these years, Erya must have..."
"Webmaster, can I work here and pay back the money!" Qian Cang Suddenly I thought of this method. Since he wanted to send something, he should pay back the money.
He clutched the comb and hairpin tightly with both hands, and begged, "I work very quickly, I can do any job!"
As long as he can help him send express delivery, he will pay for it, so why do he do it? You can live.
Others’ eyes fell on Yang Fan, and Xiao Lin unconsciously pinched the hem of her clothes.
Yang Fan stared at him in silence for a long time, so long that Qian Cang felt that there was no hope, and his head slowly lowered, when he suddenly heard her say.
“Let’s talk about working and paying off debts first. Do you remember her full name, where she lives, and what her phone number is?”
Qian Cang was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed a look of ecstasy. The webmaster promised that he could pay off his debt with work!
"Her name is Yue Erya. She lives... lives... lives..." He stuttered and couldn't tell his contact address for a long time.
Where does Erya live? He tried to remember.
Yang Fan yawned boredly, waiting for him to think slowly. The Xiao brothers and sisters and Liang Zishu beside him were all looking forward to his answer.
The little white tiger was sitting on Yang Fan's lap, looking at him as well, as if waiting for him to say something.
Where do you live?