When he heard the words of the green soul, he didn't say anything for a long time.

Sure enough, there was a problem. The person who sued his father was Fan You, and his father did not follow Fan You, but followed a stranger who gave Fan You money, which shows that Fan You was not the initiator. Behind Fan You, or even behind that person, there may be a person standing who uses his father as a pawn on the chessboard, plotting some ulterior secrets.

Under the scorching sun, the prison painting team braved the scorching heat and sat in a taxi rushing to the Shenbi Decoration Company, dusty.

Fifteen minutes later, a woman with a cold aura around her body walked into the door of the Shenbi Decoration Company with a majestic large black dog.

"Hello, do you need anything?" A staff member immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Qing Soul, I'm here to deal with her, you go up for me to take a look at the situation." The prison painting secretly confessed to the green soul. The green soul immediately floated upstairs, and Hei Impermanence followed, leaving the prison painting and the black wolf alone and the wolf to deal with the staff.

"I'll take a look and find out, and you can briefly introduce your company." The prison painting looked around absentmindedly. The staff began to talk about the company. She didn't listen to what she said at first. But later, the staff member suddenly asked, "Beauty, may I ask which real estate company developed your house?" ”

The prison painting thought for a while, and said nonsense: "Longchang Real Estate." ”

"Oops, that's a coincidence!" The staff excitedly introduced: "Our family has cooperation with Longchang Real Estate. You may not believe it, but although our magic pen decoration company is medium in size, it is of high quality. So there are a lot of big companies that are willing to work with us. For example, Longchang Real Estate and Jiangling Real Estate are our partners. In the next step of their new development, the renovation project was all contracted to us, especially Jiangling Real Estate, and the contract was signed. ”

The prison painting frowned. The father of the magic pen decoration company has worked in it for many years, what is the situation of the company, can you know the prison painting? Fan You started as a contractor, and after the market demand became bigger and bigger, he established a magic pen decoration company. Although Fan You is quite down-to-earth, the scale of the company is far from enough to cooperate with large companies such as Longchang Real Estate and Jiangling Real Estate.

Wait a minute! Gangneung Real Estate?

Why does Gangneung Real Estate also have a share? And signed the contract before Longchang Real Estate? In this, is it possible that it has anything to do with the Gangneung Group?

The prison painting suddenly remembered the look on his face when he first saw Jiangbei Ying. She would never forget the look on her face.

Not long after, he saw a man coming down from the upper floor. The man's appearance looked very ordinary, but his steps were steady, his body was burly, and his eyes were full of ruthlessness, like a martial arts practitioner.

He passed by the prison painting, who pretended to glance back at him casually, and saw a long scar behind his right ear, crooked like a crescent moon.

At this time, the green soul and the black impermanence also floated down. The prison painting looked at the green soul with some excitement, only to hear the green soul say: "It's done!" Let's go out and talk! ”

Holding back the excitement in his heart, he said to the staff: "I know, I will contact you if necessary." So saying, he walked out the door. Where was the staff willing to let go of the customer, turned around and shouted: "Beauty, please stay, you leave a contact information for me, and we will contact again!" ”

However, he wanted to see his father and ignored her at all. The staff was in a hurry, and was about to take a step to chase the painting, but was blocked by a black vicious dog. The vicious dog lowered its front legs, bared its snow-white fangs, and glared at him viciously with its yellow-green pupils, not giving him a single step forward.

The staff immediately turned pale with fright, stopped their tracks, and did not dare to bother the prison painting anymore.

She didn't know what was going on behind her, she only followed the green soul and the black impermanence all the way out, and came to a remote alley. Hei Wuchang glanced at the prison painting and said, "If it weren't for the orders of His Royal Highness the Rotation King, I would never have set this precedent." ”

With that, he pulled the two hands that were on his chest out of his sleeves. From that sleeve, a translucent mass immediately floated out, writhing in the air for a while, and became a mediocre appearance.

"Daddy!" Tears flowed down the cheeks at this moment. She wanted to pounce, but she stopped in mid-air and looked at her father's soul with tears streaming down her face. At this moment, she is no longer the strong woman who survived the crisis of life alone and dared to make deals with another world, but a poor and helpless child who misses her father. She was extremely grateful for her identity at the moment, so that she could see her father again, and look at each other face to face with him again.

Yong looked at the prison painting in a bit of a panic. He knew that he was dead, and he knew that he shouldn't have been hiding from the ghost who came to pick him up, and now that he was caught, he had nothing to say. However, when he saw the prison painting appear next to the black impermanence from the underworld, he was still very worried, and asked the prison painting, "Daughter, what have you done?" Why can you see me? ”

Prison Painting cried for two minutes, looked at the translucent soul of Prison Yong, wiped away his tears and said, "Dad, you don't have to worry. We'll send you back to the underworld with Lord Black Impermanence first. If you stay here for a long time, you will lose consciousness. ”

Prison Yong was shocked: "What nonsense are you talking about? What do you want the underworld for? You're alive! As he spoke, he knelt down in horror and begged, "My lord, please let my daughter go!" She is a living person, and she can't go to the underworld! ”

As a result, he saw Black Impermanence shake his head. He screamed in despair, "Impossible! My daughter is alive! She's not a ghost! She's fine! ”

The prison painting was a little confused by his reaction. What is this? It's a misunderstanding that my confused dad dares to be in love!

That's right, how can a normal person go to the underworld? Eighty percent of the prison thinks that the prison painting is dead, and he wants to reunite with him in the underworld!

"Dad, don't guess! I'm alive, I'm alive! Prison Painting interrupted the screaming of this confused father with a smile, pointed at Hei Wuchang and said, "I invited Master Hei Wuchang to come to you." The longer you stay in the human world, the more blurred your consciousness will become, and you don't know what will become of you in the future. ”

"You asked?" Prison Yong looked at the prison painting with some confusion, then looked at Hei Wuchang, and asked, "Lord Hei Wuchang, is my daughter really not dead?" ”

Hei Wuchang nodded expressionlessly and said, "Not dead." ”

Jian Yong relieved his heart, but he was still a little suspicious: "Prison painting, you are a living person, how can you invite Master Hei Impermanence and still find me?" ”

The prison painting sighed and said, "Dad, let's go to the underworld to explain these things!" The priority now is to take you back, okay? I don't want you to become Alzheimer's! ”

Seeing that his daughter's words had come to this, he had to hold back the curiosity in his heart and walked away with Hei Wuchang and the prison painting.

It's just that at this time, Wu Hu suddenly grabbed the trouser leg of the prison painting, and shouted, "Master, are you really going to the underworld?" Can I not go? ”

Only then did he remember that although Wu Hu had opened his spiritual aperture, he was still a wolf in the mortal world, and he took it directly to the underworld, and he didn't know if anything would happen, so he asked him to go home and wait for her.

Hei Impermanence withdrew the Prison Yong into his sleeve, and his two slender fingered hands stretched out and tore towards the void, and a three-meter-high black crack appeared from the air. Seeing Hei Wuchang stepping in, the prison painting and the green soul hurriedly followed, and immediately stepped into the darkness.

It was pitch black all around, except for a slight light on the road under my feet, and I didn't know where it came from.

Only then did I remember that this was the first time she had entered the underworld in the true sense of the word. Although I had been from the entrance of the rich country to the Golden Bridge of the Ten Palaces before, it was only one in Xue Yan's jurisdiction, and it had been transformed into a dungeon version of the rich country by the Qing Soul, and the environment was naturally no different from the world. At this time, the road that the black impermanence took them did not know where it was, and they couldn't hear any sound around them, not even their own footsteps.

It's kind of scary.

"Lord Black Impermanence, where is this?" He asked, but found that his voice came out of his mouth, as if swallowed by the air, and he was dumb. Naturally, Hei Wuchang didn't hear it, and the prison painting had to follow closely and never leave.

After about five minutes of walking, the group walked to a wooden door. The wooden door looked so old that it had faded a lot of color, and it looked very ruined. A few knocks on the door were not swallowed up by the air, but they rang out crisply.

Soon, someone opened the door from the opposite side. If you look closely, behind the door, there is a wrinkled face hidden.

That face was so old that it was hard to distinguish between a man and a woman. But I guessed that it might be Meng Po. Because at this time, she was holding a bowl of steaming soup in her hand.

Could it be that Meng Po soup?

"I'll leave it to you, check it in." Black Impermanence took the mediocre soul out of his sleeve and handed it to the other party with an expressionless face.

"Huh? You just threw people at me? There's a lot of work I haven't done here......"

"Your Highness instructed me to bring it to you as soon as possible."

Prison Painting suddenly became a little nervous when he heard this. This Meng Po won't pour a bowl of Meng Po soup on the spot, right?

As a result, she snorted coldly, reluctantly glanced at the steaming soup in her hand, raised her hand, and poured the soup on Yong's body.

The prison painting was startled, but he saw that the whole soul of the prison who was stained by the soup had become much more solid, and it would no longer disappear at any time.

"Lord Black Impermanence, what is this?" Prison Painting asked again. This time, her voice actually came out smoothly, as if the situation where she couldn't say a word just now didn't exist at all.

"The King of Reincarnation has commanded, the mediocre soul will inevitably be very weak when it comes back, and it must be drenched with the bath water of all the earth immortals to recover as before."