Seeing Zhang Chufeng stretching out his hand, Lao Zhou really wanted to scold, "I don't have any money, just twenty, do you want it?" ”

"Vice Captain, don't make trouble. You've got a twenty in your wallet, and two for a hundred. I'm going to ask for a hundred and two. "Clairvoyance not only sees far, but also sees through.

Lao Zhou is about to cry, whose money is this?

"And I have to thank you?"

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Zhang Chufeng said, took the wallet that Lao Zhou took out, took out all the money, put it in his pocket for one hundred and two, and handed one hundred yuan to Zhang Xuanyu.

"This is Captain Zhou's gift to us, thank you Captain Zhou."

Zhang Xuanyu is a real person, just now he really thought that the two of them were sparring, and now he really thought it was Captain Zhou's meeting gift.

"Thank you, Captain Zhou."

Zhang Xuanyu took 100 yuan with both hands and put it in his small purse.

Lao Zhou is about to cry, the robbers are not so ruthless and so shameless!

"Xuanyu, you continue to chat with Captain Zhou for a while. You see he's going to cry, he must have seen that you miss Longhu Mountain. I'll go out first. ”

After speaking, Zhang Chufeng turned around and left, and went to a paper money shop that had just opened on Taoyuan Street.

In the office next door, the captain and Zhao Qingyu looked at each other.

"Is this really the strength of an intern? Lao Zhou is also the strength of a seven-rank layman, and he was abused like this? How can this have to be a six-grade layman, right? ”

Zhao Qingyu shook his head, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Captain, I've seen his spells." This is not a spell in the world, this is a ghost spell in the underworld, a spell that only ghosts can cultivate. How did he learn? And with it, so skilled? Is it ......?"

The two of them jumped out in unison - "Which ghost king's illegitimate son is he!?" ”

"Ahh

Zhang Chufeng sneezed, I don't know who was saying bad things about him behind his back, came to the paper burning shop that just opened yesterday, and asked, "Is there anyone?" Twenty dollars of paper money. ”

At this time, the proprietress of the paper shop was not there, and the boss who was a little timid was watching here.

"Twenty dollars, why are you young people so stingy? Can't you burn more paper money for the elders in the family? They're living a little more comfortably down there, too! ”

The boss, who was in his early fifties, said, put two bundles of paper money in a large paper bag and handed them to Zhang Chufeng.

Zhang Chufeng smiled, "I didn't burn it for my family, there is no one in my house below." ”

Zhang Chufeng knew that if there was a ghost of his own family below, the underworld would not be able to run to the yang world to find himself to repay the money.

"Then who are you burning this paper money for?"

The boss asked casually.

"Burn it to myself."

After speaking, Zhang Chufeng walked out of the shop with a large bag of paper money.

The boss looked at Zhang Chufeng's back, his legs trembled and trembled, and finally fell directly to the ground.

The lights are bright and colorful.

It's night again, and it's time for the busy crowd to rush home.

However, Zhang Chufeng was holding a paper bag of paper money and silently burning paper at an intersection on Taoyuan Street.

While burning paper, Zhang Chufeng also looked at the balance of the prefecture account in his WeChat mini program.

The 9,000 that King Chu Jiang lent to him before was recharged by himself to read books, but now the balance has always been zero, and as he began to burn paper to himself, until the two large bundles of yellow money paper were burned by himself, his balance still did not move.

"It's over, not a single point has risen! I would have bought it for ten dollars if I had known it. I didn't eat dinner this night, which is a big loss. ”

Looking at the balance in the mobile phone, Zhang Chufeng sighed helplessly.

At this time, a man and a woman passed by, and the woman couldn't help but say: "This is not a New Year's Day, why is there still someone burning paper?" ”

The man smiled, "Daughter-in-law, if someone else buys paper money, won't our family be able to make money?" ”

The woman glanced at the man, "How do you know you bought it from our house?" ”

At this time, Zhang Chufeng saw that the paper around him was running out, which would not cause potential safety hazards, stood up, turned around and walked towards the Longyang Feng Shui Studio.

And the moment Zhang Chufeng stood up, the legs of the man next to him suddenly became weak.

"What the hell! After the calf, what happened to the halfway leg of the aisle? Crippled? ”

"Daughter-in-law...... Ghost...... I see a ghost...... The one who just burned the paper...... Only...... It's to come to our house at night to buy paper money...... What the hell...... I'm going to die...... Daughter-in-law ......"

A woman really can't wait to beat her husband, she is also a generation of female heroes, why did she find such a wreck.

Zhang Chufeng returned to the front of the studio, although there was no access card, Zhang Chufeng could see that this access control not only required an access control card, but also a special spell that could prevent demons and monsters from approaching.

But Zhang Chufeng is not a demon or monster, and uses a simple little spell, "Open!" ”

The door was opened immediately, and Zhang Chufeng opened the door and walked in.

"Sister Yu, such a coincidence."

Zhao Qingyu didn't expect that he just came to the front desk to get the information, but he saw Zhang Chufeng come to open the door and walk in without an access card.

"This door...... How did you drive it? ”

Zhang Chufeng stretched out his hands, "The door is psychic, when I saw that I was my own person, I said 'open', and it opened by itself." ”

Of course, Zhao Qingyu didn't believe Zhang Chufeng's words, "Come here so late, is there anything wrong?" ”

Zhang Chufeng lowered his voice and asked, "I want to go to the underworld, how can I go?" ”

Zhao Qingyu's eyes widened and he looked Zhang Chufeng up and down a few times, "Wait, I have to talk to the captain about this." Captain, captain ......"

With that, Zhao Qingyu stepped on high heels and entered the captain's office.

"Daughter-in-law, it's just me, no one else. Am you still not at ease? What Zhao Qingyu, she is busy outside, is your husband the kind of person who doesn't work overtime after work? ”

Just when the captain was video chatting with his daughter-in-law, Zhao Qingyu rushed to the screen in a panic, and happened to be watched by the captain's wife.

"Captain, captain, bastard, bastard......"

Hearing Zhao Qingyu's incoherent words, although the captain could understand that Zhao Qingyu was talking about Zhang Chufeng, the wife on the other end of the phone didn't quite understand.

"Wow! I'm not dead yet, so I'm starting to talk about bastards! Okay, okay, don't come back tonight, don't go home! ”

Seeing the direct prompt on the mobile phone that the other party has ended the video call, the captain is about to cry.

"Zhao Qingyu, Sister Yu, you're trying to kill me! Yesterday the widow's hair made me be beaten like this, and today you come and talk, and come up and shout an illegitimate child. You're afraid that I'll die, but it's not fun! ”

Zhao Qingyu realized that what he said might have misunderstood the captain's wife.

"I'm sorry, captain, I was so excited just now. It's Zhang Chufeng, Zhang Chufeng is back, and there is something important looking for you. ”

"What's the big deal? Did he order me a diamond urn to bury me? "The captain is now thinking about how to coax his wife when he goes back.

"Captain, does he want to go to the underworld and show the way?"

"Go, go, go! If he doesn't go to the underworld, I'm going to hell, so it's better to leave him there and not come back! The captain waved his hand and said.

Zhao Qingyu could see the captain's anxiety as he touched his mobile phone, "Captain, why don't I explain it to my sister-in-law." ”

"Pull down! You're afraid that I'm not dying bright enough, aren't you? ”

Zhao Qingyu smiled apologetically, took out a form from the captain's office, and handed it to Zhang Chufeng, "Come, fill this in." ”

Zhang Chufeng pursed his lips, "Why did you fill in the form again?" ”

Zhao Qingyu shrugged his shoulders, "No way, the system is like this." When the people of the Yang Division go to the underworld, they have to fill out the form. After that, they will send someone to pick us up and go straight over. ”

Zhang Chufeng was filling out the form, and then noticed that the drunk Lao Zhou was helped by Zhang Xuanyu to come in from outside.

"What's wrong with this? Drink so much? ”

Zhao Qingyu knew that Lao Zhou would die when he saw the wine, but today was the first day of his uncle Zhang Xuanyu's visit, so he couldn't stand on his feet when he was so drunk.

Zhang Xuanyu scratched her head embarrassedly, "The proprietress of that shop said that the beer is about to expire, half price." Captain Zhou ordered two bottles! ”

Zhang Chufeng stared at Lao Zhou who had fallen on the sofa at the door with wide eyes, and then asked Zhao Qingyu with a shocked face: "Lao Zhou's two bottles are like this?" ”

Zhang Xuanyu scratched his head a little embarrassed, "No." ”

Zhang Chufeng breathed a sigh of relief, "I just said that no one can drink like this." ”

"I drank a bottle, and Vice Captain Zhou drank it...... One bottle. ”

After Zhang Xuanyu finished speaking, he felt that he shouldn't say it, and then scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Pinch your head, be careful of hair loss. Xuanyu, wait a minute, Sister Yu and I are going to go to the underworld, you can also go together, go down and have a long experience. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xuanyu nodded excitedly.

Zhao Qingyu was blindsided, "What the hell! When did I say I was going to accompany you to the underworld? I'm going to have a skincare routine tonight. ”

Zhang Chufeng waved his hand, and in the last column, he pressed his handprint and smiled: "It's okay." Sister Yu is naturally beautiful and does not need skin care. ”

The form that Zhang Chufeng had just filled out spontaneously combusted in the air, and the paper was burned off, just like yellow money paper.

As the last piece of paper ash fell to the ground, a black strange rune lit up on the ground, and a black sedan appeared in the room.

The window of the driving position rolled down, and a pale-faced middle-aged uncle smiled at the three people, "Underground car, at your service!" ”

After the three of them got into the car, Zhao Qingyu remembered and asked, "Zhang Chufeng, what are you doing in the underworld?" The underworld is heavy in yin, and it's not good for people in the yang world to come. ”

Zhang Chufeng smiled, "Sister Yu, don't be angry, listen to me slowly, come, add WeChat first." Xuanyu, sweep me too. ”

After the three of them added WeChat, Zhao Qingyu also pushed the WeChat of the captain and Lao Zhou to the two of them by the way.

"Zhang Chufeng, who is your father?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen my dad. ”

Really! Zhao Qingyu said secretly in his heart.

Of course, Zhang Chufeng didn't know that Zhao Qingyu and the captain had misunderstood him, and shared the mission information he received to the WeChat group of the three of them.

"One hundred million! Zhang Chufeng, are you crazy? Zhao Qingyu couldn't help but shout when he saw this bounty amount, "Even if all the members of our Shenzhen-Hong Kong City Yin and Yang Division are dispatched, and we can complete the task of 30 million, it will all rely on ghosts to give face." You alone dare to take on a task of 100 million! ”

Zhang Chufeng sighed helplessly, "I don't want to take on this task either!" It's not because of that ghost! ”

Zhang Chufeng said, and the face of Chu Jiang Wang Li, who had eaten half a watermelon in one bite at home, came to mind.

Hearing this, Zhao Qingyu secretly said in his heart: Can't be wrong! It must have been this guy's father who asked him to come to the Yin and Yang Division, and gave him permission to accept such a big task. Otherwise, where does an intern have the authority to accept the assignment?

"Underground car, at your service. Three, the Mausoleum of the Son of Heaven Qinghua Garden has arrived. ”

Zhang Chufeng looked towards the driver, "The account is calculated on the account of the Shenzhen-Hong Kong Municipal District." ”

"Okay!"

Zhao Qingyu immediately asked after getting out of the car: "What's your situation?" Why do you have to pay for the car? ”

Zhang Chufeng stretched out his hands, "The task of the Yin and Yang Division must be at public expense, and besides, I don't have any dark coins." I tried to burn paper for myself at night, but I didn't have a penny in my bank account! ”

Zhao Qingyu couldn't help but be stunned, he was a big living person and actually had an account in the Difu Bank! Sure enough, it's the illegitimate son of the ghost king!

"When you went to buy burning paper, you didn't expect people. You are a big living person who burns paper for yourself, and it is easy to scare people no matter how you think about it. ”

Zhang Chufeng looked at the ghosts who looked like a few security guards at the door of Qinghua Garden, and couldn't help but smile, this underworld is similar to the yang world.

"Don't worry, how can I scare others." As he spoke, Zhang Chufeng walked towards the door of Qinghua Garden, "We are here to find someone." Excuse me, where is Yongzheng's residence? ”

The security guard at the door glanced at Zhang Chufeng and the three of them, "Qinghuayuan is heavy, if you want to go in, five thousand yuan per person." ”

"What!?"