C8 Fuyinxiang Paper-binding Shop

The fact that Thoughtless' eyes were glaring at us was a little scary, but fortunately, there were two of us, so Chen Jianshan was able to stand up with me in front of the corpse.

"Do you know that you're breaking the law now?" Chen Jianshan cast a cold look at Thoughtless.

Who would have thought that this brat would be so arrogant? He could only hear a heavy snorting sound of disdain in his voice as he said:

Furthermore, this is a good thing that we are sending Miss Song to the Western Paradise. What you are doing now is disturbing the peace and quiet of the buddhist faith. If you dare to make a ruckus here again, don't blame me for being rude.

I gripped the card knife in my hand, thinking that if I took one more step forward, I would swing the knife.

But who would have thought that Thoughtless would never play according to the numbers. The nine-circle staff in his hand was thick and long, and with a swing, it hit my lower abdomen.

Suddenly, I took a few steps back and fell down beside the corpse. It seemed that Chen Jianshan wanted to fight him, but he didn't expect that even though Wu Nian was a prostitute, her life skills weren't any worse than a rogue champion.

With a wave of his arm, he hooked onto Chen Jianshan's neck, and with a Shark Strangle, he used both of his arms to throw Chen Jianshan out of the door.

"Amitabha, I'm afraid that the female ghost has told you guys quite a lot. It seems that I will surpass you two by sending both of you down today."

Wu Nian's two eyes exposed a vicious and deep light. It was as if she wanted to eat us both. Step by step, she walked towards me. She raised the nine-circle staff in her hand and was prepared to fiercely stab my lower abdomen.

"Big brother, it's against the law to kill people." I don't know how these words popped out in my mind, but my mind went blank, and Thoughtless simply ignored what I said. The nine-circle staff was less than a centimeter away from my lower abdomen.

Just as it was about to pierce through my stomach, a hand pulled me from behind and yanked me a meter or two away. The thing landed just a centimeter or two away from me.

I turned my head to see that the one who pulled me was a young girl with long hair that was still dripping with blood.

"You guys hurry up and leave, I'll give you guys some time to delay."

Before she finished her sentence, she flew towards Wu Nian in the air. Although this smelly monk was very fierce towards us, but it seems like there is nothing that we can do. We can only raise the staff in our hands and wave it away.

It wasn't easy to get out of this predicament, I didn't care about being polite anymore. Pulling up Chen Jianshan and the rest who were at the door, I stumbled out as I called out 'fast', all the rabbits are our third grandsons.

Chen Jianshan's hands, which were not steering, were shaking as he almost drove away. When he reached the center of the city, he finally stopped the car. I looked at this brat's forehead and saw that it was covered in sweat.

"It's a pity that the house will fall into my hands this time." Chen Jianshan was filled with grief and almost broke down crying as he held onto the steering wheel.

I didn't know how to comfort him, but I felt that the interior of the car was very cold. I stood up and thought that the air conditioner was too cold and wanted to go to the control center to adjust the temperature.

But when I looked up at the rearview mirror, I was surprised to see a man sitting in the middle of the back seat, grinning at us.

The smile didn't matter, but it caused his jaw to drop. He quickly used his hands to prop it up. His face was covered in wounds and blood, and was a mixture of red, green and black.

It wasn't anyone else, it was Song Zhen'er.

"Aiyo, what the hell! How did you come out so quickly? Are you alright?"

This time, Song Jin'er wasn't like the last time. She had a mournful look on her face. With a laugh, she threw a severed arm onto the passenger seat.

I was so scared that I cried out, "Although that monk is just a mortal, the stick in his hand is so powerful that it broke my arm."

After all, he just saved our lives, so I can't despise him because he doesn't look like one. I shakily handed my arm over to her. Song Zhen'er took the arm, pouted her lips and reattached it onto her body. She looked at me in surprise as if it wasn't broken.

"Am I very, very frightening?"

I hesitated for a moment as I was afraid that this ghost girl would be displeased by those words. I could only grit my teeth and say that I was fine.

"I know this better than all of you. However, since I am already in this state, you are still able to speak to me nicely. You can be considered to be quite a character." After thinking for a while, she said, "Since you've helped me, why don't you do it to the end as a good person? Help me one more time, what do you think?"

Song Zhen'er spoke calmly. She was no longer threatening or mournful like before, and it seemed like there was some discussion going on.

Furthermore, it's hard for me to accept someone killing me like that in such a young age. I nod my head to tell her to go ahead and say that I will help anyone who can help her.

"Go to the auspicious paper shop on the island and find Seventh Uncle. Tell him I asked you to go. Tell him how I died and he will help me."

When I heard this, I was stunned for a moment. The paper shop that sold funeral articles was a similar trade to mine, but I had never heard of this shop before.

But just as I was preparing to ask for more details, there's already no one behind this chair.

Only at this moment did Chen Jianshan raise the head of the steering wheel. With a frightened expression, he looked at me and said,

"How is it, did the ghost girl leave?"

"Brat, you've already seen it. Did you not tell me?" I angrily glared at him. Chen Jianshan wiped the sweat from his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"A good person will do it to the end, send Buddha to the west. If we don't settle this matter well, then I doubt you can sell your house. We have to work on this together." I didn't mean to discuss this with Chen Jianshan. Chen Jianshan was a smart guy, but he also understood what was going on. He just nodded and agreed to go with me to look for Seventh Uncle.

The Egret City we live in is divided into the inner island and outer island. Both areas of the inner island are well-developed, so there are very few traditional shops like this one, especially paper packing. The taste of the superstition of the building is very heavy, so I have heard of this for the first time in my life.