"Hey, oh, old Hu, what? Lost your bank card? If you lose it, you lose it, and you can make up for it, what? Lost money in the card? How much? Fifty-eight thousand? You're good enough. ”

Back at the hotel, Lingyun's phone rang suddenly, I didn't expect it to be Hu Shi calling, I started to joke for a while, and began to talk nonsense with him, but I didn't expect Lao Hu to be anxious, begging his father to tell his grandmother to cry, a lot of soft words, and he didn't look like a teacher at all.

"Well, you should have dozens in your pocket, right? It's enough to eat a few bowls of pho, you hold on first, I'm going to do a funeral for others, I'm looking for money for you when I go back, okay? ”

"Can you help you find the money?" Hu Shi's voice raised by eight points, he didn't ask Ling Yun for money before.

"You're not asking me to find money?" Ling Yun was surprised.

"Well, let's, but I wanted you to lend me some money...... But...... Hey, forget it, what did you just say you were doing? Hu Shi sighed, and just wanted to hang up the phone, when he suddenly remembered Ling Yun's previous words, and couldn't help but gasp.

"Give people a funeral."

"What do you do?"

"Part-time." Ling Yun paused, and then said, "By the way, did that guy Yang Feipeng come to school?" He hasn't been to school for a week, has he? ”

"Didn't come, didn't you have a good relationship with him, but you don't know what he's doing?"

"His parents killed someone last time, and they are probably in a lawsuit, so I think it's more than lucky. I guess that guy isn't in the mood to go to school right now. ”

"You're not going to help him?" Hu Shi secretly scolded himself for being an idiot when he asked what he said, what can his students do to help?

Sure enough, the next moment, Ling Yun's helpless tone came out of the phone: "I want to help him, but I don't have the right now, and I have less money, and the relationship between the other party is very hard, do you know that supermarket of the Yuan family?" His parents hit the boss of the family, so it's no wonder if it's okay. ”

In fact, this matter is more or less Lai Lingyun's, if it weren't for the talisman he made, Yang Feipeng and his parents would not necessarily bump into Yuan Yangshuo and his father.

Ling Yun is guilty, but because he doesn't have the strength, he can only put this matter on hold for a while, maybe when he finishes the old man's funeral, he will have a way.

And it takes time to fight a lawsuit, so it's too early to worry about it.

"Oh, okay, it's time for me to go to class, you can get busy with yours first." Hu Shi shook his head and was about to hang up the phone, but when he entered the classroom, he was stunned, "Lingyun, you went out with Yun Muling again?!" ”

"Doodoo-"

Ling Yun hurriedly hung up the phone when he heard that Hu Shi was crazy, Lao Hu can tolerate him skipping class well, but there is also a limit, that is, he can't bring the classmates in the class with him, on the contrary, Ling Yun has to look at the students in the class, but recently he didn't talk about looking at others, but instead abducted the beautiful class leader, Hu Shi is not annoyed.

"Is it Mr. Hu?"

"Well, can you explain to him later? Otherwise, that guy should scold me. Ling Yun handed the phone to Yun Muling and said with a wry smile.

Yun Mu Lingwan took the phone, thought about it and handed it to Ling Yun, and said with a smile: "He is in class now, and it is estimated that he will not answer the phone if he has it." ”

"Forget it, it's the same when we go back." Ling Yun put his mobile phone in his pocket and walked into Wu Daogao's side whistling, "Old man, remember to call me when the Eight Immortals change your son's clothes later." ”

"Okay!"

……

"Dao Chang Dao Chief, it's time!" After eating, the eight immortals changed into suits given by the old man, and the eight immortals even found the old man with a shroud, saying that it was time to put on makeup for the deceased. The old man remembered Ling Yun's words and hurriedly called him over.

"Oh? Come right away. Ling Yun put down the steamed bun and said to the second child next to him: "Second child, you practice first, remember to look for qi, let's go first." ”

"Let's go, when I go out of the mountain, when the world is in chaos!" The second child waved his hand very domineeringly.

"Sun Monkey, you!"

Ling Yun scolded with a smile and left with Yun Muling to keep up with Wu Daogao's pace.

In the room where Wu Daogao's son was placed, the Eight Immortals looked at the corpse lying on it with a solemn face, and their faces were a little ugly.

Just now, he found that the dead corpse didn't close its eyes, so he stroked its eyes out of professional ethics, but he didn't expect a black gas to come out, and the cold and sticky almost didn't disgust him to death.

When I looked at my hand, it was pitch black as if it had been stained with some liquid, and it was falling down and smelling of a foul smell. Because of his profession, he also knew what it was, but it was precisely because he knew this thing that he had a solemn face.

This coffin, I'm afraid it's not easy to carry.

"Are you alright?"

At this moment, a hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder, and the Eight Immortals were full of excitement, and quickly dodged it: "Don't touch me, I have death in my body, you can ...... if you get it"

The next moment, his voice stopped abruptly.

What do you see? The handsome young man shook his hand so casually, and a black smoke was thrown out by him.

How is this possible!

The Eight Immortals were stunned, that was a grievance, a grievance that could not be dispersed unless they saw blood! How can it be so easy?

The young man was naturally Ling Yun, he looked at the hands of the Eight Immortals and knew that the Eight Immortals had already touched the Dao, sighed secretly, took out a talisman from his arms, and read around: "He is just an innocent person, if you mother and son want to retaliate, don't make the wrong person, otherwise the consequences are not something you can afford." ”

Could it be ...... Ghost?

The Eight Immortals were taken aback by Ling Yun's words, looked up in fear, and found that the surroundings were extremely gloomy, mixed with a little coolness, and couldn't help but shrink their heads.

As soon as his hand lit up, the Eight Immortals looked down suddenly, and saw that the pair of liquids evaporated rapidly, and they were overjoyed in their hearts, and hurriedly bowed to Ling Yun a few times. He knew that he had met a master.

"You're welcome, you go out first, I'll come here." Ling Yun made a move, and shouted to the back by the way: "Old man, don't come here, Yun Muling, you come." ”

Ling Yun has also thought clearly now, he is fragile alone after all, just like today, if he can have multiple partners to help him, he will not be so embarrassed.

"It's coming!"

Yun Muling responded, and after the eight immortals went out, he squeezed into the room.

"What a grievance, have they lost their minds?" As soon as he entered the house, Yun Muling pinched his nose and asked.

"It should be, but if you don't change this guy's clothes, he will find his body when he is buried, and it is estimated that another ghost will be born." Ling Yun nodded, picked up the shroud on the ground and walked towards the old man's son.

Bang!

As if hitting a transparent wall, Ling Yun's head hurt, and he took a few steps back and almost squatted on the ground.

"I'll go, it's amazing." Ling Yun covered the big bag on his forehead and gently leaned forward with his foot, only to feel his footsteps pause, and the invisible wall reappeared.

"They wouldn't let me dress him."