"Some of the questions you asked are beyond the scope of my knowledge, your mother and I are a village woman, and I don't understand metaphysical issues." Jiang Qingran is also a blind cat who touches a dead mouse, pure luck.

She really doesn't have the ability to pinch and calculate.

What the hell is going on with the old man, why did he die and take ten people?

Even the fortune teller and Mr. Yin and Yang found by Shui are among the best, why is it so difficult to solve an old man?

Even the old man continued to torture Lian Shui, and in less than half a month, Lian Shui was skinny and skinny.

He and the fat man who was blessed before are like two people.

When Lian Shui was carried to Jiang Qingran's house again by his family, Jiang Qingran was stunned for a moment before recognizing who he was.

"Master Lian, why have you lost so much weight?" Jiang Qingran rubbed his eyes.

Looking at that familiar eyebrow, he couldn't get in touch with the meaty old man Lian before.

"Don't mention it, my dad is in the nest, and he always cleans me up.

Big sister, I've been looking for a fortune teller several times, and the fortune teller helped me send my dad away on the front foot, and my dad came back on the back foot. "Lianshui is distressed.

He still likes the rich man in the past, but now he is not only out of his bones, but he doesn't even have the strength to walk.

"Even sir, it's useless for you to tell me.

If a fortune teller can't solve a problem, I can't solve it. "Jiang Qingran, what can she do, she can't let her catch the soul of the old man and cut him, right?

She is a mortal who always sees ghosts, will she lose her life?

Jiang Qingran was very worried.

"Big sister, only you can help me.

My father doesn't care if he is alive or dead, but he is afraid of you alone.

My father was so mixed up that he didn't even let go of the fortune teller, and now the fortune teller doesn't accept me anymore. Lian Shui has mixed feelings, and he loves and hates his father.

He never understood why his father had taken ten villagers away when he died.

The last two places were kicked to the iron plate by provoking Su Yuxing, saving two innocent lives.

The fortune teller told him that his father was bored underground by himself and wanted to find a few people to accompany him.

Listen to what a ridiculous reason, even Shui, as his father's son, wanted to slap his father twice after hearing it.

"Master Lian, how can I help you with a woman?"

The fortune teller can't even do anything about the old man, what can she do?

"My dad is afraid that you will beat him, you punch him a few more times, my dad is obedient."

Jiang Qingran rolled her eyes, did she really let her beat people? Isn't it okay to beat up ghosts?

She was embarrassed and stopped talking several times, and Lian Shui considered that his father was too difficult and said: "Big sister, I will pay a hundred taels of silver, can you help solve my father's problem?" ”

Lian Shui's body can't withstand his father's constant torture.

"Okay, don't even blame me afterwards, master."

This time, it was not Jiang Qingran's turn to open his mouth, and Lian Shui took the initiative to ask the housekeeper to find Ma Shengcai and others as witnesses, and signed the note in front of them.

Jiang Qingran asked Lian Shui to prepare sixteen stacks of yellow table paper, and Lian Shui frowned: "Big sister, will it be too much?" ”

Sixteen, how long does it take for his father?

What if you see him preparing so much, spending so much underground, and spending it in two days?

"These are not all for the old man Lian, even the old man killed eight people in the village, not even the old man." Jiang Qingran had her plans.

Not only the yellow table paper, she asked Lian Shui to prepare four dishes of roast chicken, steamed mutton, stewed goose in an iron pot, steamed crucian carp and a jar of liquor, and put them in front of the graves of the eight people who were killed by Old Man Lian.

Lian Shui didn't understand Jiang Qingran's operation: "Big sister, doesn't my father have it?" ”

"No, the purpose of our doing this is to tell Old Man Lian whether he has money to spend in the underworld." Jiang Qingran stated her purpose.

Lian Shui suddenly realized that he had always felt guilty for the eight families in his heart, and each family gave an extra hundred taels of silver as compensation.

The eight who received the message were flattered and overjoyed.

They inquired and learned that Lianshui had looked for Jiang Qing before deciding to compensate them for an extra hundred taels of silver.

They regarded Jiang Qingran as their benefactor, and learned the red silk that Jiang Qingran bought with two hundred taels of silver and the land deed.

In addition, the Lianshui family arranged for an adult man to work in his house, which can be regarded as allowing them to have a stable income all year round.

According to what Jiang Qingran said, Lian Shui bought sixteen stacks of yellow table paper and personally knelt in front of the eight graves to burn.

In front of each cemetery, there are four dishes of roast chicken, stewed goose in an iron pot, steamed crucian carp, steamed mutton and the jar of liquor.

The soul of the old man followed behind Lian Shui, and his face became darker and darker every time he arrived, like the bottom of a pot.

He was like a giant weirdo who could go berserk at any moment, on the verge of madness.

After sending it to the eight families of Lianshui, he returned to his father's grave, "Dad, the son you made yourself has returned it for you, and you can go the rest of the way yourself." ”

He fell to his knees and kowtowed three times.

After Lian Shui went home, he strictly obeyed Jiang Qingran's instructions, no matter how old man Lian scared him, he endured it all.

After a long time, even the old man had no money to spend, so he bowed his head and begged for mercy in Lianshui's dream.

"Big sister, don't say you're really good." Lian Shui happily came to Jiang Qingran to report.

"Even the master, let's find a senior monk or a fortune teller with high Taoism, it's not a matter if it goes on like this." Whether Jiang Qingran earns even water's silver is secondary, mainly because even water can't withstand the toss of the old man.

Lian Shui thought for a while, and felt that Jiang Qingran was very reasonable.

"Mother, isn't it good for Master Lian to look for you often? So we can make a lot of money from him. Qian Rourou saw a lot of silver and slipped away from her mother-in-law.

"Some of the money we make, some of it doesn't make anymore.

Even the old man is not in good health, and he doesn't have the strength and extra tickets to pay us silver. Jiang Qingran's eyes drifted into the distance.

It seems to be too.

Qian Rourou thinks that what her mother-in-law says always makes sense.

If it doesn't make sense, her mother-in-law won't say or do it.

What they discussed was that Lian Shui invited a senior monk to come to his house to clean his yard, especially the courtyard and room of the old man Lian.

Even the old man leaned over a leaf on their tree and quietly watched the monk's every move.

At the critical moment when he cast the spell of the monk, he attached it to the maid behind the monk and gave the monk a palm from behind.

The monk reacted, and the two scuffled together.

Jiang Qingran came back from the field and sat in his yard to rest.

The scorching sun shone directly on the ground in front of her.

She was dressed in thin clothes and crossed her legs.

Outside the door, Su Yuzhuang pushed the door in.

"Mother, I heard from the people in the village that Old Man Lian and the monk invited by Master Lian scuffled together, and the monk was seriously injured." Su Yuzhuang told Jiang Qingran about the 1510 he heard from the villagers.

"What? The monk was seriously injured? Even the old man's combat effectiveness is the weakest, he can't even beat me, he can fight more than a monk, this monk is a fake, right? ”