Chapter 266 It’s so comfortable
At eleven o’clock, the gate of the underworld opened, and many ghosts poured out of the gate of the underworld. There were more ghosts today than before.
A white-haired old man walked the fastest, walked quickly to the inn, and said to Yang Fan excitedly: "Stationmaster, I want to contact my son, is it okay?"
"No need, your son is here to see you."
Yang Fan raised his hand to draw a talisman and punched it into the old man's body. Suddenly a golden thread spread from the old man's body to the outside, "Shun Follow this line and you can see your son.”
The old man excitedly said thank you several times to Yang Fan before turning and leaving.
After the old man was Song Yuanyuan. She looked at Yang Fan excitedly. The latter didn't say anything. He raised his hand to draw a talisman and punched it into her body.
Looking at the golden thread that guided her direction, Song Yuanyuan said thank you to Yang Fan with tears in her eyes, and followed the thread to find her mother.
Several other ghosts who came out to pick up express delivery were also pleasantly surprised to learn that their relatives and friends had come to see them.
They also happily follow the thread to meet their relatives and friends.
The other ghosts who came out to work to earn spiritual fruits had their eyes turned green with envy. When would their relatives and friends be able to see them?
Liang Zishu and Jian Xiangdi were also a little envious, but they were more curious about why so many people came today to see ghosts.
Yang Fan briefly talked about what happened during the day, and the two ghosts were in a daze. Only then did they notice that Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan were not there.
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Zhang Anjun burned the talisman on time as Yang Fan said. The talisman ignited when exposed to fire, and a golden thread appeared in the room. He sat by the bed with a nervous look on his face. Stare at the thread.
Time passed minute by minute, and suddenly, a familiar figure floated in from outside the window.
Zhang Anjun held his breath and watched the familiar figure completely enter the room. He stood up excitedly, with tears filling his eyes, "Dad..."
The words he missed had not yet been spoken, Zhang Anjun was kicked to the ground by the old man.
"You treacherous son! I asked you to burn fake goods for me! I asked you to burn fake goods for me!" The old man slapped him in the face.
Zhang Anjun covered his head and screamed, "Dad, why are you hitting me!"
"I asked you to burn fake goods for me and embarrass me in front of so many girls! I left you such a legacy, and you burn fake goods for me!"
The old man was beating and scolding, judging from his scolding words , Zhang Anjun realized the reason why he had been so unlucky recently. The reason was that the things he burned for the old man were all fake, which made the old man embarrassed in front of the girl he liked.
Zhang Anjun: My dad, does my mother know that you are chasing girls down there?
On the other side, Lin Qinfang and her family also met Song Yuanyuan.
Lin Qinfang's parents couldn't help crying while holding their granddaughter. The Song family didn't like girls, but the Lin family couldn't handle the girl Song Yuanyuan.
When Song Yuanyuan died, it took a long time for the old couple to recover from the shock. Now that they can see their granddaughter again, the couple hugs her granddaughter and is reluctant to let go.
Lin Qinfang felt relieved knowing that Song Yuanyuan was living a good life in the underworld now, and that Yin Chai had arranged a safe place for her to live.
Brother Lin Qinfang and his eldest nephew also secretly wiped away tears. They were happy to see Song Yuanyuan again, but they also kept cursing the Song family in their hearts.
Like several other families, they finally saw their lost relatives and they cried with joy.
After being moved, the ghosts saw Yang Fan's fruits in their room, and they were ecstatic, and then Kuku showed off.
Their family members saw that they liked Yang Fan's fruits so much and knew that Yang Fan was not sleeping. Without saying a word, they came to Yang Fan's house to buy fruits.
So in the evening, many people came to Yang Fan’s yard to buy fruits. Yang Fan had calculated all this in advance and loaded a lot of fruits in his tricycle.
“Please weigh me two kilograms of grapes and two kilograms of peaches, and give me one watermelon.”
“I want two watermelons and these, please weigh them for me. "
"Okay, okay, come one by one, don't rush." Yang Fan was responsible for weighing them, and Qiao Cian was responsible for collecting the money. The two of them sold the fruits in an orderly manner.
"Master, our family Yuanyuan said she also likes to eat your fruits. Please weigh some of each kind for me." Lin Qinfang's eldest nephew Lin Chengzhi smiled a little shyly.
Yang Fan quickly packed a bag for him, weighed it and collected the money.
They returned home loaded with fruits and hurried back to their residence carrying the fruits.
Qin Yinghao knew that these people bought fruits for ghosts at night, so he also bought some fruits for Song Weiwei.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you like to eat fruits from the master's house." He scratched his head in embarrassment, looking a little annoyed.
If he had known it earlier, he should have bought her food two days ago.
Song Weiwei held the bag, lowered his head shyly, and whispered, "It's okay, I didn't tell you."
They looked at each other at the same time, their eyes met, and then At the same time, he shyly looked away, and there was an inexplicable feeling lingering between the person and the ghost.
Two people were leaning on a tricycle watching a show.
Qiao Ci'an leaned close to Yang Fan's ear and whispered, "Master, have the two of them talked about it?"
Yang Fan touched his chin, "It looks a bit similar."
"Don't I'm watching here, disturbing others' love."
Yang Fan withdrew his eyes and turned back to sit inside the station. There is one thing more important than gossip, and that is - waiting for his salary.
Yang Fan returned to the inn and sat there for only a few minutes. The time came to twelve o'clock. His burning eyes fell precisely on the computer, and he saw many golden light spots flying out of the computer crazily.
Most of those golden light spots flew into Yang Fan's body, and the remaining handful were divided into three groups and flew outside the inn.
Yang Fan closed his eyes, feeling the merits flowing through his body and finally gathering in his Dantian, and sighed, "It feels so comfortable~"
Liang Zishu and Jian Xiangdi were working in the mountains. , suddenly there were many golden light spots in front of their eyes. Before the two ghosts could realize what those things were, those light spots swished into their bodies.
It doesn’t feel too big, it just feels a little warm.
The two ghosts looked confused, and it took them a while to realize that this was their salary last month.
Wow! Sure enough, the more good reviews you get, the more salary you get. You couldn’t even see the salary when you were paid last month, but you can see your salary this month!
Now the two ghosts are even more excited. When they get off work, they have to keep a close eye on the ghosts who pick up the express delivery and watch them give five-star reviews.
A handful of golden light spots penetrated into Yan Qing's body from other provinces. He was sitting cross-legged in meditation. When the golden light spots penetrated into his body, he opened his eyes instantly, and his eyes were full of surprise.
Sure enough, after he became an employee of the inn, he also received merit as a salary.
Tang Yuanyuan happened to come in from the outside and saw this scene, his eyes widened, "Uncle Master, what was that just now?"
Yan Qing: "Merits and virtues."
There was a bit of pride in his understatement.
Hey, today is the time for Huangquan Station to pay wages again.
Tang Yuanyuan: I am tired of saying the word envy.
Suddenly, his attention was attracted by the moving pink doll on the table nearby, "Uncle Master, did you put Xu Gang here?"
Xu Gang is that male ghost.
Yan Qing glanced at the doll and hummed.
The pink doll moved. Although there was no change in expression, Tang Yuanyuan could see his embarrassment and silently lit a candle for him in his heart, with an unceremonious mockery on his face.
You deserve it for being stubborn.