"Haha, this is not necessarily, you must know that this Chenghuang Lord is very powerful, in charge of the entire Yongcheng, maybe his old man has already known about your troubles and is preparing to help you?" Fang Guiyuan laughed and glanced at Huang Yi playfully.

"This is just a matter of talking...... "The boss's generous face showed a little sadness, "I've been reporting for several years, and I haven't seen it back...... I'm afraid that people and ghosts are separated, and it will be difficult to see each other again. ”

After a person dies and becomes a ghost, he can't give it to anyone he wants to dream about, he has to wait for the local yin god who cares about him to nod. And this boss is a newcomer, and he can accept that he will become a ghost after he dies, and it is good enough that there is such an existence in the heavenly court and the underworld in this world-

After all, there are very few gods and ghosts and the like nowadays, and everyone has received the scientific education advocated by modern times, and half of the ten are Scientology followers, and the remaining half are still treated with a half-believing attitude of "Anyway, it is something handed down by the ancestors, maybe it is reliable...... When I first arrived at this "Yongcheng in the Underworld", this boss was very scared!

But after he came over, he heard about the rules of the underworld, so he thought about giving his son a dream and leaving some last words or something.

It's a pity that I can't wait for approval.

He doesn't know anything about this, and he is capable enough to settle down in Yongcheng, how dare he go to the government department to urge him like he did when he was alive?

"Not necessarily, but have more confidence in yourself. Fang Guiyuan began to peel peanuts for himself, and there was a popping sound in his hand.

"Ahem," Huang Yi blushed and coughed, but fortunately he couldn't see his beard, "It's the so-called rush that you can't come, if you don't hurry, you won't want to wait for the boss, then maybe the reply will come down?"

"Then I don't want to talk about it......" The boss sighed and turned to continue kneading the dough.

Fang Guiyuanle looked at Huang Yi's joke: Hehe, let you be lazy with the approval.

Huang Yi said that this can't be regarded as his responsibility, the underworld has been cracking down for decades, except for those lonely ghosts and wandering ghosts, there is basically very little contact between the living people and the ghosts that have been confiscated by the underworld, and no one in their group dares to mess around, so they almost don't care about this matter anymore - but if any guy is in a good mood and flips through the reports that have been typed, maybe he can draw out a few lucky ones.

But now that they have all run into shopping with Fang Guiyuan, they can't be ignored and let him see jokes......

Huang Yi pointed to a tall building not far away and said, "I said, Fang Guiyuan...... Want to play with that thing?"

Fang Guiyuan raised his eyes and looked at his hand.

I saw a wooden high-rise building not far away under the crowd of goblins and ghosts, constantly shouting, from the top of the building there are still green Kong Ming lanterns floating out one by one, and as the lanterns continue to rise, there are some things that look like arrows......

It's very lively to watch.

"What's that for?"

"The event that only comes once a month in Yongcheng is that the organizer upstairs puts lanterns on it, and there are a few good-looking treasures inside, and the people below shoot the lanterns down, depending on the luck, whoever gets the treasure is who's. ”

"Is that going to pay? It's the kind of money for archery. ”

"Definitely yes, otherwise you will be idle as the organizer and have nothing to do?" Huang Yi said.

Fang Guiyuan nodded, "Isn't this just like that ring...... , I'm going to have fun too!"

He stood up and was about to leave, but suddenly turned around and patted the table and said to Huang Yi: "You follow the boss and talk, don't give him any bad ideas to harm me!"

Huang Yi smiled innocently, "How is it possible?

Fang Guiyuan rolled his eyes at him and left.

Huang Yi suddenly asked him to go for a stroll, maybe he just wanted to whisper something to the boss, and he was so quiet that he couldn't tell him...... He's not a person who likes to listen to the corner, so let's go!

Anyway, Huang Yi won't harm him!

Huang Yi was about to watch Fang Guiyuan walk away, and was having fun with the group of ghosts and monsters, so he stretched out his hand to say hello to the boss and called him over.

"That's what," he took a sip from a small bowl, "Boss, I'm working in the City God's Mansion, so I just heard you say that, and I also have a little bit of a help for you......"

The boss hadn't heard the smell just now, but then he reacted, his face turned excited, and his hands kept wiping on the apron he was wearing.

"This ...... This ......" He lowered his voice excitedly, leaned over and asked Huang Yi in a low voice, "Yes, how much does it cost?" I will give ...... , how can you ...... "This is asking someone to do something, it must cost money!"

"How can I ask for your money! I said it was my own meaning!" Huang Yi resolutely rejected him, "What I mean, that is, I work in the City God's Mansion, the kind that is a bit of a level, I met you today, I can help you, can I help you?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" the boss nodded excitedly.

"When the time comes, I'll find a moment to go through it for you and hand you your report...... You must know that this matter is not big or small, if Lord Chenghuang is in a good mood, he will nod his head!"

"When the time comes, you talk to your son, if you think of me, I won't pay for noodles when I come to you to eat noodles in the future...... But," Huang Yi said and suddenly stopped, pretending to be distressed and said to the boss, "I just pinched my fingers...... Your son has been in a bit of trouble lately......"

"What, what's the trouble?" When the boss heard this, he was so anxious that he was about to sweat, but unfortunately he was a ghost, and his body had no ability to make water at all, so he could only pull his sleeve and ask Huang Yi.

Huang Yi thought to herself, how do I know, I just wanted to pull that guy in.

He sighed, "What's the trouble...... I can't solve it, and you know that ghosts can't just appear in front of people. But ......"

The boss became more and more eager when he heard this.

He didn't die right, he encountered a man-made accident when he died, and his son was out of town...... And his kid sometimes likes to drill the horns, and he may be about to do something and cause some trouble.

If only he could give him a dream and understand the situation, but now it's been eight years, and his son is ......

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became, so the boss hurriedly urged Huang Yi and begged him to help him come up with an idea.

Huang Yi pointed at Fang Guiyuan's back, which was almost submerged in the crowd, and said, "Did you see that guy?"

The boss tilted his head and nodded.

"That guy is not simple, he is a genuine Taoist priest, the kind who knows spells, and you will beg him later, let him find your son when he goes out of Yongcheng, and tell him ......"

"Alas!" the boss nodded, and then he didn't do business, just sat on the side and waited for Fang Guiyuan to return from shooting.

It didn't take long for Daoist Fang to come back with a large pile of loot.

He didn't use spells, but his head was still good, and his luck was good, and after a few exchanges, he basically pocketed all the gifts prepared by the organizers, and almost all of them had the resentment of ghosts when he withdrew...... Fang Guiyuan felt that he was about to be targeted by them.

"What's the matter, you're all staring at me?" Fang Guiyuan asked after putting everything away.

"Ask the Taoist chief to help me!" The boss was not ambiguous, and as soon as Fang Guiyuan was done, he knelt down directly, hugged his thighs and shouted.

Fang Guiyuan squinted his eyes and glanced at Huang Yi.

Huang Yi raised her eyebrows indifferently.

Fang Daochang's antenna that sensed danger was immediately erected—there was a problem! What did Huang Yi find for Poor Dao?