Chapter 479: Taking Off Fans and Returning to Trampling
At 3:30 in the morning, all the ghosts who went out to work came back. As soon as Liang Zishu and Jian Xiangdi entered the yard, they saw that only Yang Fan, Qi Ming, and Yan Yan were in the inn. Qing, Qiao Ci'an, Zhou You, Xiao Xiao and Ma Bingliang were there.
Two people and one ghost were sitting inside the inn. The others were sitting in a row at the entrance of the inn, meditating. The rest had already left.
This scene was spectacular and a bit scary. Liang Zishu, Jian Xiangdi and other ghosts subconsciously stopped talking and floated into the yard quietly, for fear of disturbing the big guys' meditation.
“Here, your reward is two fruits for each ghost.” Liang Zishu handed out fruits to them one by one.
Today’s fruit is peaches, and there are two ghosts per ghost. The ghosts lined up in an orderly manner. The ghosts who got the peaches but did not take the express delivery happily turned around and left. The ghosts who wanted to get the express delivery waited for Jian Xiangdi to get the express delivery for them before leaving. .
When the distribution arrived in Anyuan, before Liang Zishu could distribute the fruits to him, he whispered: "Miss Liang, I don't want any fruits today."
He was originally I feel a little embarrassed if I have to pay for my work and get fruit.
Liang Zishu replied to him in a suppressed voice, "You didn't have any in the first place."
The reason why he had fruit before was because she paid for him, but now she doesn't like him , naturally there is no more.
Jian Xiangdi glanced at Liang Zishu and wondered, is this what they call losing fans and returning to the limelight?
Anyuan was stunned and said with a confused expression. He did not think twice about handing the ID card to Jian Xiangdi and asked him to help pick up the express.
"Teacher An, please stand aside, I will give them fruits." Liang Zishu waved to him.
Anyuan said he was embarrassed and stood aside. He gave Liang Zishu a strange look.
He felt that she was a little weird today, but he couldn't tell what was weird.
On the way back, he asked Zhu Yaqi in a low voice, "Sister Yaqi, what's wrong with Miss Liang today? I feel like she's acting weird."
Zhu Yaqi, who knew what was going on, looked at him with a complicated expression. "Maybe it's because she's unhappy at work every day."
Anyuan nodded in agreement. He thought it should be like this. After all, he had never seen Liang Zishu and the others rest since he arrived in the underworld.
Working like this every day can easily make people feel bad.
He understands!
Anyuan sent Zhu Yaqi all the way back to where she lived before returning to his own place.
The place where he lives is just across the street from where Zhu Yaqi lives, but the place where he lives does not face the street, and there are no ghosts along the way.
When he walked downstairs, he suddenly felt like there was a ghost watching him behind him.
Anyuan turned around and saw a few ghosts walking around. They were walking outside, and some were walking into the corridor. There was nothing unusual at all.
Strange, did he feel wrong?
Anyuan turned around and headed home quickly, not afraid of ten thousand but just in case.
He is currently at a low level. If he is accidentally targeted by some high-level evil spirit, he will only die again.
A cold gaze from downstairs kept watching him as he walked to one of the rooms on the fifth floor. The door opened and closed.
It took a while to leave.
……
At noon the next day, an ambulance drove into Shangyuan Village. Behind the ambulance was a million-dollar luxury car, which attracted many people to watch. Was this the ambulance called by someone who was sick, or someone who was sick and came to the hospital for recuperation.
"Why is an ambulance coming? Who is sick?" Grandpa Li sat at the door, his eyes following the ambulance.
“It’s not someone who is sick,” Li Kangping pointed at the luxury car in front of the ambulance and said, “It should be the friend that Uncle Wen Lin mentioned last night.”
The window of the luxury car It was open, and he saw Li Wenlin sitting in the car.
Grandpa Li said, "He came in an ambulance, so this person must be serious."
Li Kangping nodded, "Uncle Wen Lin said it was quite serious. They originally wanted to ask Yang Fan to go to the city hospital, but Yang Fan hasn't been out in the field recently, so they asked them to do it themselves."
"I didn't see it either. How serious it is, even ambulances are following." Grandma Xu walked out and said, "Besides, if it's really that serious, it's useless to call anyone." Grandma Xu supports Yang Fan unconditionally. She is so busy, how can she help? So much free time to run around.
Grandpa Li and Li Kangping nodded in agreement, and the three of them looked at the direction of the ambulance.
The crowd saw the ambulance stopping in front of Yang Fan's B&B. Behind the ambulance was a million-dollar luxury car. A man got out of the ambulance with an oxygen bottle and was wearing a wheelchair. A thick man, accompanied by a young man.
Two middle-aged men and women and the village chief Li Wenlin got out of the luxury car following. It looked like a family came to Yang Fan for fortune telling with a seriously ill family member.
"Old Xiao, are you okay?" The middle-aged man, Meng Hongshen, looked worriedly at the young man in the wheelchair.
The young man he called Lao Xiao looked to be in his twenties, and even his sickly and thin appearance could not hide his handsome features.
Xiao Muhui shook his head weakly, "I'm okay."
After entering the village, the strong spiritual power here made him feel much better.
Meng Hongshen's son Meng Xiaowei looked around with some disbelief, "Does Master Yang live here?"
Shouldn't those Taoist masters live in high mountains and old forests or in Taoist temples? How could they live here? In a resort like this?
Although the environment of this village is indeed quite good.
Meng Hongshen and his wife looked at Li Wenlin at the same time. The former asked, "Old Li, where is Master Yang?"
"I'll go in and ask her first. Maybe he’s busy in the orchard.”
Li Wenlin quickly walked into the canteen. At this time, only Taoist priest Xuan Yue was watching TV in the canteen.
"Taoist Master Xuan Yue, where are Yang Fan and the others now?"
Taoist priest Xuan Yue reluctantly looked away from the TV and looked at Li Wenlin, "Yang Fan and Cancan Accepting the house next door."
"Others are in the orchard."
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Xuanyue."
Li Wenlin came out and pointed to Yang Fan's house next door and said to Meng Hongshen: "Yang Fan is next door. Wait a minute while I go over to see if she is finished."
Meng Hongshen: "Okay, I'm sorry to bother you, Old Li. ”
Meng Xiaowei looked at the workers over there who were constantly dismantling the steel frame, and whispered, "Why do I think this Master Yang is unreliable."
"Xiaowei, don't talk nonsense!" Meng Hongshen reminded him.
“Master Yang is very famous on the Internet.”
Masters who are very famous on the Internet sound even more unreliable, Meng Xiaowei thought to himself.
He has been studying abroad all year round and has only recently returned to China. He has not seen much news about Yang Fan on the Internet.
A few people were waiting on the spot, Meng Hongshen always paying attention to Xiao Muhui's condition.
"Old Xiao, if you feel uncomfortable, remember to tell me."
In order to allow him to come out of the hospital, he specially invited medical staff to follow him.
Xiao Mu replied: "It's okay, I'm fine."
"Master, look what I found!"
A clear and sweet child's voice came from behind accompanied by the sound of running.
Xiao Muhui turned around subconsciously and saw a little girl in yellow clothes running past him so fast that he could barely see the side of her face.
But the familiar aura on the other person's body made him tremble and he looked at the girl in disbelief.