Sister Hong did not leave. She was still sitting on the sofa drinking tea, waiting very patiently for Yang Jian to verify the function of the blood pool.

"Your information is correct. The blood pool has indeed cleaned away the curse on the ghost scissors."

Yang Jian strode in from outside the house. He took out the blood-red ghost scissors and placed them on the coffee table: "I want to know if you have used these ghost scissors before, otherwise why would you be so aware of this supernatural object?

?”

Sister Hong smiled and put down the tea cup in her hand, and then said: "You are right, I have used these scissors before, and I know a little bit about it, but you don't think it's strange, the blood pool is red, and the scissors are also red.

, even the cupboard that pesters you is red?”

"What do you know?" Yang Jian asked immediately.

Of course he knew that the blood in the blood pool was very similar to the blood flowing from the ghost closet, and that Yan Li had obtained the drop of ghost blood in Dachang City when he first became a ghost controller.

Yang Jian had long suspected that Yan Li's drop of blood was accidentally obtained from the ghost cabinet.

"I can consider telling you after this matter is over." Sister Hong still has the same character, unwilling to explain the matter clearly and deliberately trying to catch others.

This is probably the nature of women, not as cheerful as that drug store owner.

"So if I don't agree to be your driver, I will never be able to get this out of you?" Yang Jian said.

Sister Hong smiled and said nothing, and just said: "Don't worry, I just asked you to give me a ride, I won't let you do anything. This is just a small thing for you, just like I told you the curse of cleaning the ghost scissors

, is also a trivial matter, but for each of us, what others see as a trivial matter is a very important matter."

"Cooperation is mutually beneficial. I think people in today's society understand the meaning of these four words better than I do."

Yang Jian pondered: "Where do you want me to drive that supernatural bus to take you to?"

"The secret, you will naturally know it when you get to the site." Sister Hong stretched out her white fingers and put them in front of her bright red lips and shushed.

"I will be back to rest before twelve o'clock. If you have no problem, I can promise to give you a ride." Yang Jian thought for a while, and finally agreed without refusing.

After all, what Sister Hong said is indeed correct, and both parties will benefit from the cooperation.

He can also gain experience in driving a supernatural bus through this experience.

"Around ten o'clock, the supernatural bus will pass through Dachang City. If everything goes well, you will be back in about an hour." Sister Hong said, and she also knew that Yang Jian didn't want to spend too long with her.

Yang Jian said: "Okay, I hope you won't play any tricks."

"How could it be? Don't worry, it's not easy for the supernatural community to find someone who can drive a bus. We may have more opportunities to cooperate in the future," Sister Hong said.

Yang Jian didn't answer, but just said: "It's still early now. If there is nothing else, you can leave. I will keep the appointment around ten o'clock."

"You're so heartless. Are you chasing away guests now? I thought you would take me in for a few days. Anyway, I am a poor woman who is destined to wander and have a home all over the world." Sister Hong smiled, but still got up.

Yang Jian didn't say anything, but just watched Sister Hong walk away slowly with charming steps and humming the tunes of the Republic of China.

"If we really do it, can we kill her?"

He was thinking about this problem in his mind.

After all, this Sister Hong is a real ghost controller from the Republic of China, and she is on the same team as Zhang Dong, Luo Qian and other old monsters from the Republic of China.

Being able to mingle in that circle cannot be too bad no matter what.
Chapter completed!