Chapter 5 Night, destined to be restless

The sudden ghost aura made Zhang Han completely hold back his urine in a bubble, and looked at the shocking changes in front of him with a frightened face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This ghost energy visible to the naked eye is by no means something that ordinary ghosts can embody, could it be a ghost?

"Dare to ask..."Zhang Han saluted in a decent manner, wanting to greet this uninvited guest.

But when the ghost qi dispersed, it was not one ghost, but five.

Five old ghosts dressed in black, all over the age of fifty, all with fierce eyes, and their majestic momentum approached Zhang Han.

Then, the talisman that held the little girl on the ground floated and flew directly into the hands of an old ghost.

The old ghost glanced at Zhang Han, snorted coldly, and instantly tore through the talisman and released the little girl.

The little girl was very weak, but after seeing the five old ghosts, she became very active, and hurriedly spoke, "Hello eldest uncle, second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, and fifth uncle." ”

As soon as this sentence came out, Zhang Han's legs were completely weak, and he leaned directly on the broken table behind him, stunned and didn't dare to come out.

Good guy, I didn't get the ghost out for a long time, but I called my relatives over.

"Boy? Do you want to die? The old ghost standing on the side stretched out a red tongue and licked Zhang Han and said.

Zhang Han trembled with fright, regretting that he was impulsive and provoked the old ghost of the family.

"Those big brothers, if you have anything to say, let's sit down and talk about it, there's no need to make such a fuss." Zhang Han held his tongue wrapped around his neck and said tremblingly.

In his heart, he kept shouting ghosts, dropped the chain at a critical moment, didn't give a reminder, and didn't come out to help.

"Don't be rude at night."

A white shadow flashed at the door, and a cold but light voice came, and the old ghost withdrew his long tongue.

"Ahem, cough, cough..." Zhang Han couldn't go up and down, his disgusting and slimy tongue was almost killing him, and he was getting tighter and tighter.

"Mr. Zhang was kind to you when he was alive, and he must not be rude to Mr. Zhang's descendants."

Zhang Han looked up at the door, the white clothes that floated like a fairy, with her peerless facial features, were simply the best in the world.

The woman seemed to be the head of five old ghosts, and when the woman spoke, several old ghosts didn't even dare to raise their heads.

The little girl was even happier when she saw the woman, she hugged the woman with a leap, kissed the woman on the face and said, "Sister, it was that bastard who bullied me first, don't blame the fourth uncle." ”

The woman stroked the little girl, and said to Zhang Han with a smile: "Little woman Jiang Xiaorong, this is my sister Jiang Xiaoying, between the matter of you arresting my sister, I think you also have something unspeakable, if you offend just now, I hope Mr. Xiao will forgive me." ”

After Jiang Xiaorong finished speaking, he turned around to leave, Zhang Han hurriedly waved his hand, "Wait a minute, Miss Jiang, you just talked about my grandfather?" Don't know you? ”

However...

Jiang Xiaorong didn't want to deal with Zhang Han at all, so he walked away directly, and with the departure of an old ghost, the messy store became even more chaotic, and the turmoil just now was simply the second destruction.

But this Jiang Xiaorong is really a little interesting, he is very arrogant with five followers, and he keeps saying that he looks at his grandfather's face, phew! Don't run.

Zhang Han scolded loudly, scolding together with the ghost and Zhou Rufeng, who had never missed his head upstairs.

"The reincarnation of heaven, all things, Mimi Rabbit..."

The sudden voice outside the door once again slammed Zhang Han's young heart.

"This fellow Daoist, don't you know what to do with summoning Lord Ben?" Outside the door, a meteor strode into an ugly monster.

The sharp-beaked monkey has long ears and rows of fangs exposed, and its purple-black official appearance reveals that it is a ghost.

"Onicha-sama is good, onicha-sama is good!" Zhang Han sighed, flattering unusually bitterly.

The little girls have been taken away by other people's parents, and you are only here now, so you will really pick a time.

"Huh? Old man Zhang's house? What's the matter with Ben-sama? Lord Ben has official business, so you should come quickly. "The ghost is arrogant and arrogant, but he still has a bit of professional ethics for paper money, and asked Zhang Han in all aspects.

Zhang Han stared at the beads of his eyes and thought for a while, "Lord Ghost Cha, do you know the Yang official around here, and you have something to ask him." ”

Saying this, Zhang Han took out a stack of paper money and stuffed it to the ghost, and kept patting his pants pocket.

The ghost was almost unceremonious, holding the paper money that he couldn't use to wipe his butt like a baby, and he was happy.

"It's easy to say, this question is right, the Yang officials in this neighborhood are under the management of Lord Ben, and the little things are one by one." The ghost put on the biggest face of mine here, and it was very arrogant.

Zhang Han was with a grandson on the surface, and in his heart he used all his life's vocabulary to scold the ghost, "Then there is Lord Lao to help contact me, I have a new foreign girl here in a while, and I will definitely send it to you until the fifteenth, you see?" ”

As soon as she heard the foreign girl, the ghost cha was excited, and saliva overflowed from the corners of her mouth, "Okay, good." ”

In order to express the ghost's love for Zhang Han, he stayed to summon the black flag of the Yang Official, as long as he waved it gently, the Yang Officer immediately came to see him.

After everything was done, a large group of renovation workers came to the door, all of them sleepy-eyed.

At this time, Zhou Rufeng, who had slept for a while, also went downstairs and instructed the workers to make up the rags and waste, just like his home.

A group of people were busy on the first floor, but Zhang Han quietly went up to the second floor, the sudden fire in his house was too weird, and this matter should be solved as soon as possible.

According to Zhang Han's own analysis, he has no enemies at all, the old man has done good deeds in his life, and there will definitely be no enemies, who burned the store, and can only be slowly revealed according to the tasks prompted by the ghost prison system.

On the charred window on the second floor, Zhang Han waved the small black flag vigorously in his hand, and summoned the Yang official to find this place through the signal of the flag's dispersion.

This so-called yang official, that is, the ghost of the yang world, those who have done all the good things on weekdays, and go to the Hades Palace to report after death, either have a good life and reincarnation, or continue their lives to be the ghost of the yang world.

Because people are dying every day, and the number of ghosts in the underworld is limited, there are these yang officials to assist in the work.

It's also a good job, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, and you can't die a long life, so why not do it.

After waving the black flag, Zhang Han lay on the sofa that Zhou Rufeng had just cleaned up and squinted for a while.

"Bang!"

Zhang Han, who had just laid down, had not closed his eyes before he was startled by a loud bang downstairs.

Immediately after, there were two loud bangs, deafening, as if the entire first floor had been demolished.

Zhang Han ran downstairs in two steps and three steps, and was stunned by the scene in front of him before he could stand firmly.

The shop belongs to the end of Culture Street, next to an antique shop, and here is a small river that flows endlessly.

At this time, the shop is still in ruins except for one wall next to the store, and the three walls on the front and right are already in ruins.

In the dust, Zhou Rufeng wore a hard hat and waved a small colored flag to direct a group of workers to sort out waste stones.

"I said what are you doing?" Zhang Han grabbed Zhou Rufeng and asked angrily.

Zhou Rufeng was full of energy, and said in a good way, "A huge project, which can be called a must." ”

As soon as this sentence fell, the ceiling above his head was like a drop of water, slowly falling off, and he didn't know who in the crowd shouted a word, and Zhang Han's eyes turned black violently.