Vol.1 Ghost Survival (55)

Of course, He Huan knew that this was a good idea, but a person like him who was pretentious and high-minded actually had no connections at all, except for Li Minghao, he didn't seem to have any friends.

Duan Qingqing glanced at He Huan, and knew that he was not a person who liked to make friends, and she was also in trouble. At this time, Meng Yi'er smiled "hehe" and said with a slight meaning: "Leave this kind of trivial matter to me!" ”

"Huh? Are you sure? Duan Qingqing looked very surprised, in fact, He Hui was also surprised, Meng Li'er, a cold beauty, is probably the kind that she doesn't have a friend, He Huan really can't imagine what kind of person can be lucky enough to be favored by Meng Li'er and become her friend, as for the kind of connections, people who can't even make friends will have any connections.

"Don't be so troublesome, otherwise I'd better find a mouse, that kid is well-connected, this kind of thing shouldn't be difficult for him." He Huan was afraid that Meng Yi'er would be reckless, so he helped her find a step.

Meng Qi'er glanced at He Huan with disdain, she especially hated being looked down upon by guys who were weaker than herself, Meng Qi'er patiently did not break out, picked up her mobile phone and dialed the phone.

"Hey, me, Chasing Spirit!" Meng Yi'er's cold tone didn't look like she was begging for someone at all.

"Chasing spirits?" Duan Qingqing, who was next to her, opened her eyes wide in shock, and looked at He Hui and said with her lips.

He Hui nodded and smiled lightly.

"Well, that's right, I need your help!" Meng Yi'er looks very high-spirited, very queenly.

I don't know what the person on the other side of the phone said, He Huan and Duan Qingqing both craned their necks and listened curiously.

"Ahh You're so polite! If you need help sending a text message, your time is so precious, it's not enough to write a novel, and I'm really embarrassed to trouble you to call! The man on the other end of the phone said obscenely.

He Harmony and Duan Qingqing both shook their heads helplessly, that man's flattering appearance really didn't look like Meng Qi'er was begging him, but like he was begging Meng Qi'er.

"Then I won't talk nonsense, help me check the license plate number, I now want to know the details of the owner." Meng Yi'er said coldly.

"No problem! If you have something to do, just come to me, it's my honor! The man was still hypocritically polite.

"Well, the license plate number will be sent to your phone in a moment." Meng Yi'er was about to hang up after speaking.

"Wait! Chasing Spirits! The man obviously understood Meng Yi'er's character, and hurriedly asked: "We talked about the online drama before, I don't know if you are interested?" ”

"Oh, I'll get back to you in a few days!" Meng Li'er said and hung up the phone neatly.

"So...... That's it? He Huan looked at Meng Qi'er, who had a calm face, and asked incredulously.

"Hmm." Meng Qi'er buried her hair in text messages, her memory is very strong, and the license plate number has long been familiar to her.

"Yi'er, you're so amazing!" Duan Qingqing said adoringly beside her: "I didn't expect you to be a novelist chasing spirit!" You never post photos on the Internet, I thought your birthday was fake, but you're actually in your thirties! I didn't expect you to be younger than me! In this way......" Duan Qingqing gasped as if she suddenly remembered something, and said in shock: "I have been reading your novels since I was in high school, and at that time, you were just a high school student!" ”

Meng Qi'er was praised by Duan Qingqing for a while, and she was extremely happy in her heart, but she didn't have much expression on the surface, she just curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "It's ridiculous!" ”

"Ahh No no! It's definitely from the heart! Duan Qingqing was very glad that she followed her yesterday and was able to meet the idol in her heart.

Meng Li'er smiled slightly, at this moment, the text message on her mobile phone rang, she unlocked the screen and glanced at it, and said, "It's very efficient, now, let's go!" ”

An hour later, He Huan, Meng Li'er and Duan Qingqing stood at the mouth of a village at the foot of Bainiu Mountain, at a loss.

"Qi'er, are you sure that the owner of that car is called 'Wang Wu', who lives in Zhangjia Village at the foot of Bainiu Mountain?" He Huan was almost bubbling in the sun, don't look at the lush greenery of Bainiu Mountain, but there are almost no tall plants in the village under the mountain to enjoy the shade.

"Uh-huh~ If that car is really that old-fashioned, there will be no mistake, I'm afraid that he borrowed it from someone else." Meng Li'er took off her sunglasses and looked around.

"It's easy to do that, it won't be ......" Duan Qingqing thought of this, "poof" laughed, and said playfully: "It won't be stolen!" ”

"Hehe......" He Hui and Meng Li'er thought of the old way's appearance, and thought of the white T-shirt with the two big characters "diao silk" written on it, and they were really not sure.

"Ahh Ahh The Taoist chief was sitting in front of the incense burner meditating at this time, and suddenly he sneezed coldly.

"Slippery!" The Taoist sucked the snot hanging on the person's middle hard, and wiped it vigorously with one free hand, squinting his eyes and muttering to himself: "Oops, the humidity is too much, it seems to be allergic rhinitis." ”

"Dao Chief! Oh no! The little Taoist priest with two plateau red balls on his cheeks rushed in in a panic and shouted loudly.

"Apprentice, do we have any cabbage in our view?" The Taoist asked unhurriedly, his eyes closed tightly and he pretended to be deep, and he didn't open them.

"Ah...... No......" The little Taoist priest was stunned and replied stupidly.

"Are there any tomatoes?" The Taoist asked again.

"I didn't ...... There is no ......" The little Taoist priest didn't know what to do, so he had to answer honestly.

"Where's the turnip?" The Taoist asked again.

The little Taoist priest suddenly realized, and quickly nodded vigorously and said, "Daoist, I understand what you mean!" You're definitely hungry! I'm going to go grocery shopping! ”

After saying that, the little Taoist priest turned his head and ran, and in an instant, he ran out a few meters away.

"Give me back!" The Taoist shouted with wide eyes.

"Huh?" The little Taoist priest grabbed the door frame, stuck out his head and asked, "What's wrong with the Daoist?" Do you want to eat meat? ”

The Taoist shook his head helplessly, his lungs were about to explode, and he roared, "Eat your sister!" When did Lao Tzu say he was going to eat? ”

"Huh? Then you ......" The little Taoist priest lowered his head and twisted the corners of his clothes, walked over slowly, and asked in a low voice.

"We're not a vegetable market, what are you shouting at the top of your lungs?" The Taoist chief thought about cleaning the toilet with hatred in his heart, and said through gritted teeth.

"Oh......" The little Taoist priest scratched his head, still not understanding why the Taoist chief asked about cabbage and radish.

"Tell me what's wrong!" The Taoist knew that it didn't make sense with this little guy, so he steadied his feelings and closed his eyes again.

Only then did the little Taoist priest remember what was going on, and he frowned and said, "Daoist, the Venerable Spirit Compass is bright again!" ”