Mo Fan pouted: "The family upstairs is quarreling, why should we ask for help from our monks? Shouldn't you ask the landlord for mediation and communication?"

"Here's the problem. Xiao Qi put down his chopsticks, raised his head and said, "The white-collar worker who asked us for help lives on the top floor." ”

Mo Fan: "......"

For a while, the sound of discussion at the dinner table came to an abrupt end, and an indescribable feeling poured out of everyone's hearts.

Mo Fan's heart was furious, and the air conditioner in the corner of the room behind him swept across his neck in bursts, making him gradually feel a little intimidated.

Xiao Qi looked at the faces of the others, except for Mo Xiaotian, who was still stupid, everyone's complexions basically changed.

The corners of her mouth curled slightly, as if she had already guessed that there would be such a reaction, Xiao Qi continued: "I investigated, thirty years ago, there was a big typhoon hit Hong Kong, the child ran upstairs to play because he was naughty, and then the parents hurriedly went up to pull it down, but unfortunately they were hit by the clothes stand that fell down because of the typhoon, and then they were blinded by the sheets on the stand, and the three of them lost their balance and went downstairs to ......"

Everyone: "......"

"It's pitiful," Mo Fan sighed and said, "The young family is gone because of natural disasters." ”

Xiao Qi nodded and said, "I also pity them, it stands to reason that they should also be reincarnated, and I don't know what unfulfilled wishes I left at the place of death." ”

She continued: "According to the landlord and the neighbors, the noise on the rooftop is recent, and they don't know what the situation is, or if an old tenant here listened to it at night and found out that it was the same family from 30 years ago. ”

"So. After taking a bite of food, Mo Fan asked, "Did anyone hear what that family said?"

Xiao Qi nodded, she already knew these things in detail, and said: " Their usual quarrel is like a very ordinary family conversation, the old resident grandmother heard their voices, with the help of the family, courageously walked to the rooftop, planning to talk to the family, but every time I went up, I only felt a gust of wind blowing, the voice of the family disappeared, and the most important thing is that the grandmother was also seriously ill, but fortunately, the old family's body was very tough, and it was almost fine after a week in the hospital. “

She continued to introduce the situation: "Since then, Grandma didn't dare to go again, and then the white-collar workers also spent some money to invite the local Taoist priest to come over to solve the problem of the rooftop, but there were five, either the fake amount was useless, or the Taoist line was too shallow to solve the current problem, and then this reward was hung up to the Talisman Master Union, and the master asked me to take it." ”

Mo Fan nodded, he understood the general situation, and he was thinking about what official weapon he should use to deal with the revenant soul tomorrow......

The night passed quickly, maybe it was because of the girl's nature, Qian Yuxi was very panicked when she was lying on the bed, and she couldn't calm down no matter what, so she pulled Mo Fan from the next room to her bed, and said: "Take good care of your daughter." ”

Mo Fan had a fragrant night, although he didn't sleep very well, but his spirit was very good, of course, it would be best if he ignored the small red mark on his waist.

"Brother, Sister Zhishan. Mo Fan solemnly handed over Xiao Qingxue to Mo Tian and Mo Zhishan, and said, "We don't know when we will be able to come back, and we will trouble you in the next period of time." ”

"No trouble, no trouble!" Mo Zhishan took Xiao Qingxue with a smile on her face and said, "I heard that there are a lot of bags in Hong Kong, right? ”

Mo Fan: "......"

Indeed, the quality of many things in Hong Kong is better than that of the mainland, such as the diapers that Xiao Qingxue usually needs, milk powder or something, which is still used in the UK.

Mo Fan's mind turned and said, "Sister Zhishan, don't you have a lot of Amonon if you want something, can't you just use the machine in your pocket?"

"Yes, yes, but this thing isn't a cracked version. Mo Zhishan pursed her lips and said, "You need money to make it, and it's still yen." ”

Mo Fan: "......"

"Isn't there a camera that can change clothes when you draw?" Mo Fan said, "You can use that!"

"Isn't it okay for me now?" Mo Zhishan glanced at him, doesn't the spirit weapon have its own style change function, does she need the look? What she needs is a brand!

"Brother, remember to bring me imported lollipops!" Qian Yurou said.

Mo Xiaotian also spoke: "Brother, I want a steel figure, or the kind that can shine and have a voice!"

Hey, I'm obsessed with Marvel, and I play figures, this is the rhythm of a loser!

"Brother!" He Shanshan hugged Mo Fan's thigh, and the watery printer looked at him.

Mo Fan: "......"

"What do you want?" Mo Fan covered his head and asked, this time He Shanshan's entity would not follow, because he was responsible for transferring the pile of materials that seemed to be there to Aunt Luo Ling, that is, Qian Yuxi's mother, Mo Fan's future mother-in-law.

He Shanshan grinned and said, "I don't want anything." ”

As soon as he heard this, Mo Fan instantly smiled, and touched the other party's little head: "My family Shanshan understands your brother Mo Fan's hard work." ”

"Brother, I heard that Hong Kong claypot rice is very good, remember to bring me a hot one when you come back!"

Mo Fan: "......"

Although she can use the power of rules to make it, that kind of claypot rice is soulless, so He Shanshan disdains to eat it.

"Remember to bring the casserole with you!" He Shanshan reminded: "Claypot rice without casserole has no soul." ”

Yo, it's quite professional, and it looks like a gourmet.

After explaining these things, Mo Fan Qianyuxi and Xiao Qi got on the plane to Hong Kong with a lot of orders.

Mo Fan's position was in the first class, so they had to pass by the economy class during the period, and Mo Fan found that almost every passenger who got on the plane was holding a metal helmet that looked super high-tech.

This thing must be a game helmet from Second World, right?

Mo Fan thought in his heart, although he had been explained by He Shanshan some relevant knowledge about his own group, it was the first time he had seen this thing.

It seems that this thing has been thoroughly popularized, and even the flying in, which has always been forbidden to use electronic items, has been allowed to fly. Take a look at the latest chapter of "Xiuzhen Juvenile Mixed World Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.