After He Huai finished speaking coldly, he hung up the phone.

However, when he looked down and saw the eyes of the two cubs around him looking at him, he couldn't help but feel a little hot-

If there is anything wrong with people, it is probably this, the skin is getting thinner and thinner, not like when they are trees, then they are called steel bodies.

At this moment, as the bottom of the chain of contempt, she could only turn the topic to the dead proposition just now-

"I ...... I seem to remember how this door opened!"

………

Here, Wang Maoen, who was hung up on the phone, looked weird-

"Master, she...... What do you mean, I haven't said anything yet..."

His mobile phone was amplified, and he looked at the middle-aged man for help at the moment, wanting to express his innocence to the other party.

However, after the other party groaned for a while, he suddenly raised his head in surprise and looked at Wang Maoen excitedly:

"This is indeed a master!"

"What do you mean?"

Wang Maoen is unhappy -- what does it mean to be "sure enough"? Could it be that this person came over with a good voice, but in fact he didn't trust him?

Hey, that's so angry!

He Wang Maoen has been here for so many years, and no one has said that he likes to lie! If he says that he is a master, he must be a master!

He also looked down on the pile of thoughts on the table at the moment, and said coldly: "I don't understand what the master said, or you can think of another way." ”

His dignity was bruised (he thought he was), and he rarely got tough.

However, the middle-aged man's expression became more and more excited—what the master had just said was not exactly what he was experiencing now?

Oh my God, I haven't seen anyone yet, and she can feel it so concretely when she just sits quietly on the side - the imperial capital is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

If you knew this was the case, why spend a lot of money to invite a master to Hong Kong Island!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and at the moment he hurriedly said to Wang Maoen: "It's that I can't speak, and I want you to contact the master again, we really have something to ask for! If the master has any requirements, please just say it!"

And he called his leader as soon as possible: "Mr. Chu, I met a master with real skills, she really said ......"

"Look, did you listen to the master's advice and pick up Mr. Huo from the hospital!"

The other end of the phone groaned for a while, and finally nodded gloomily: "The doctor has been critically ill twelve times in a row this month, and I don't think there is anything I can do about it at the hospital—you must keep in touch with the master, it's best to invite someone over, you can ask for anything." I have arranged Huo Ze's affairs, and I will pass it as soon as possible!"

Hanging up the phone, Chu Xing couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.

It's been a ...... time Burnout.

Hope......

He let out a long sigh.

………

Wang Maoen called this time, but no one answered the bell for a long time.

He couldn't help but feel worried—should he run out of fate?

So he thought about it for a while, and gave the phone to the middle-aged man who was looking at him on the side: "Why don't you ...... You call and try?"

"Is that okay?"

The middle-aged man frowned - he had received several masters before, many of whom did not like to contact strangers directly, and had to be introduced by acquaintances.

If it weren't for that, wouldn't it be easier for him to call that picture himself?

Wang Maoen then told him his thoughts, and at the end he pretended to be indifferent and said: "The master pays attention to fate, you see what you just said, isn't it just a guide to you? ”

As he spoke, his heart ached - he had exhausted his fate!

Alas.

………

And at this time, He Huai was holding his face red-

"One, two, three!"

After the slogan was shouted, in the end nothing happened.

The night breeze was dashing, and the three of them squatted under the tree, as if they were fools.

He Zhang finally couldn't help it, opened his small schoolbag, and took out a particularly beautifully packaged iron box from it to share with He Han.

He Huai: ......

The cookies look delicious...... How can this child eat alone! How can their mother endure starving and freezing here in the middle of the night for the convenience of the ghosts' lives?

Alas, there is still a lot of room for reform in the national education system!

She finally couldn't help but ask, "Where did you get the biscuits?" It looks so expensive, and there are only a few pieces in it, not the style of her eating.

He Huai pondered: Could it be that he gave too much pocket money?

He Han He Zhang didn't know what dangerous thoughts were turning in their hearts at this time, and said generously at this moment: "Doesn't it look delicious? Mom, let me tell you, it tastes delicious!"

He Zhang then added: "Su Xinyuan sent it." ”

Not only Su Xinyuan, but also small glasses, they added WeChat and picking, and met to play games together every day, whether it was the king or eating chicken, whether it was Xiaoxiao or Bubble Dragon, the sisters and brothers could play.

As a revolutionary partner who accompanies the children, Su Xinyuan, who has a chain shopping mall at home, contracted their snacks as a matter of course.

Otherwise, rely on the two hundred yuan given by He Huai......

Hehe.

He Huai's eyes rolled: "I seem to have a clue again, but what to do, it seems to be a little hypoglycemic, dizzy ......"

It's shameless!

He Han He Zhang was dumbfounded-You are a tree! Which tree can have low blood sugar?!

But...... But seeing that He Huai's expression on low blood sugar became more and more fierce, He Han finally gave in and quickly stuffed the last biscuit into her mouth.

Butter cookie to taste...... Tsk tsk.

He Huai licked the corners of his mouth, and now he really remembered, so he quickly stood up again.

At that moment, her phone rang again.

He Huai was a little hesitant.

He Hanyi pushed her: "Hurry up, otherwise I'll forget it later, the biscuits are finished." ”

He Huai's spirit was lifted, and he no longer cared about his mobile phone, put his hand on the locust tree, and slowly walked out of his body a translucent soul, and then penetrated the thick and huge trunk.

She melts her soul into the trunk of the tree and restretches the branches.

At this moment, the huge locust tree with only branches left suddenly trembled, and the branches that were tangled together and crisscrossed all extended outward inch by inch, and the body was projected in this night, like a silent thriller and strange horror movie.

"Mom, don't toss!"

He Han jumped to his feet anxiously underneath: "You have new leaves on your body, they have finally grown, don't let them hurt the foundation!"

He Huai: ......

She shrank back again, and patted the thick trunk:

"Open!"

…………

The night was quiet all of a sudden.

Wisps of ghostly energy slowly diffused from the middle of her trunk, and slowly twisted into a whirlpool, expanding little by little.

Eventually, in the very center of the trunk, a square void about thirty centimeters high appeared.

That is the gateway to the underworld.

It is also called the gate of the underworld.

………

It was the first time He Han and He Zhang saw this scene, and after being dumbfounded, she looked at He Huai and said in disbelief:

"It's so simple, you can't even remember ?!!!"