The couple who were preparing to make a dog feast saw two little people walking to the plate with mung bean cakes and smelling them. Then they looked at Liu Bufan and Jiang Wan'er and said softly:

"Mom, Dad, we want to eat this~"

Bang, the big iron pot in Liu Bufan's hand fell to the ground, and tears burst out of Jiang Wan'er's eyes:

"Okay, okay! Mom will buy it for you!"

Then he hung up the phone to buy pepper and aniseed and called his secretary:

"Wai, Jingjing, immediately! Immediately! Buy the largest food factory that produces mung bean cakes in Jiangzhou!"

Lao Jiang and Li Xiu'e came in just at this time:

"Daughter, why are you buying a food factory?"

Then the two of them saw two transparent little people:

"Grandpa and grandma, how are you?"

Lao Jiang’s eyes almost popped out! He picked up the phone:

"Wai, Xiao Li, immediately! Immediately! Buy me the largest food factory that produces mung bean cakes in Southeast Province! Don't ask why! The grandson of the employer likes this!"

The two villains made faces, petted the dog again, spun around in circles and then disappeared.

They disappeared, but everyone present was not calm.

Liu Bufan felt as if he had Parkinson's disease. His hands were shaking all the time, and space cracks kept appearing and disappearing around his hands.

Jiang Wan'er was so excited that she couldn't even speak.

As for Lao Jiang and Li Xiu'e, they were relatives from a generation apart. They also touched the head of the white wolf that had been touched, for no other reason than simply wanting to feel how their grandchildren felt.

…

In Yida Plaza, Bai Moli called a courier in the same city and delivered all the shoes she bought to her home. Don't ask why she ordered courier instead of a certain lesbian. Hey, if you have money, you just have fun!

Four people stopped a taxi and prepared to go to Jiangzhou University for a walk, but as soon as they got in, they disappeared immediately. The taxi driver subconsciously wanted to ask where you were going, but the four big people just swiped.

He disappeared from sight.

The driver rubbed his eyes again, and there was indeed no one there, so he took a deep breath and smiled in the rearview mirror: ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"It's broad daylight and the red sun is hanging high in the sky. What can happen?"

But he randomly turned off the engine and ran out of the car:

"You can't escape from the night shift bus to the day shift taxi, right? If you quit, why don't you go home and inherit the family property?"

Passers-by looked at the man running wildly with puzzled expressions on their faces. This man was obviously the bus driver who was so frightened that he kicked the accelerator and ran away the night the black robe came out.

The four of them were taken to the Qing Bar by Bai Lang. Liu Bufan looked at everyone who had arrived and nodded to Guitan.

So after the latter stretched out his hand to form a seal, everyone was teleported to the underworld.

On the top of the gate tower of Guimen Pass, Judge Yama and Liu Yiqiu and his wife were playing mahjong.

Wu Lingchan waved to them:

"Wan'er, Yuyu you are here, come here quickly, Mom will teach you how to play mahjong!"

It was the first time for Lao Jiang and Li Xiu'e to come to the underworld, but they were still a little disappointed when they saw that except for everyone's clothing, which was a bit strange, everything else was no different from the earth.

"Why is it different from the one in the TV series?"

The fat black man was holding a card in his trembling hands, hesitantly.

"I said, Brother Hei, hurry up. Why are you so grinding?"

"Two, two, two..."

"What a fool!"

"What a fool!"

"Brother Hei, you are hitting the target twice with one shot!"

The judge said weakly:

"Um, the three kings, actually I am also fooling around..."

Liu Yiqiu laughed and said:

"Good guy, Brother Hei, one shot and three shots!"

The King of Hell wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"If you try again and again, I still don't believe it. I can't even win!"

But the couple stood up:

"No more fun, no more fun. My son is here and I have to go home and cook for them."

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Lao Jiang boldly said before dinner that he would have a good drink with his in-laws today, but after one drink, he lay on the table and snored.

Liu Duoduo got her wish and ate on the running-water banquet arranged by the King of Hell. The children at the table with her, the relatives of the fat black man, were all frightened by her story about bread crumbs and did not dare to use their chopsticks.

The meal was almost finished and Tian'er was chatting. Liu Bufan saw that it was almost time to make an appointment with Lao Tao, so he took everyone back to the world of the world. However, Liu Yiqiu kept Bai Lang and Lao Jiang behind, saying that they would wait until he sobered up.

They went to Dougou Ridge to fight dogs, so Jiang Cheng, Bai Moli and Li Xiu'e both stayed over.

Outside the bar, the old Taoist and the young Taoist were sitting on the steps looking boredly at the stars in the sky.

"Master, I'm hungry. I smell skewers on the other side. How about we go eat some?"

The old Taoist touched the little Taoist boy's head:

"Be good, it's not that Master doesn't buy it for you, it's because Master doesn't want to buy it for you."

Zhang Liuyi looked confused and turned his head several times before he finally understood.

"Master, you said you don't have money. The last time you showed people Feng Shui, you collected around 2 million yuan. Even if you donated half of it, you would still have around 1 million yuan."

Looking at Xiao Dao's innocent eyes, Lao Dao said happily:

"This kid understands mathematics so well at such a young age, but you don't understand my ancestor, hahaha."

Zhang Liuyi pursed his lips:

"You are the best."

The old Taoist shook his head:

"Sixty-one, it's not Master Kou. This is our cultivation method at Longhu Mountain. We don't endure hardships, and we don't know the sentiments of the people.

Since ancient times, we Taoists have been cultivating Taoism behind closed doors in times of peace and prosperity, and entering the world to help the people when their lives were in ruins.

My child, you still don’t understand.”

Zhang Liuyi looked at his master's hazy eyes and said obediently:

"Master, I don't want to grill skewers anymore, please don't be sad."

"Son, this is not the reason for Master. Master is thinking of Master and brothers."

Zhang Liuyi opened his little eyes and asked curiously:

"Where have Master, Grand Master and Uncle Master gone? I have always been wondering why there are so many people from other sects, but there are only three of us in Longhu Mountain?"

These words seemed to touch the softest thing in Lao Dao's heart, pulling his memories back to a long, long time ago:

"Jiuyi, do you know about the war that happened more than 70 years ago?"

Zhang Liu’s little head was full of anger:

"I know, those beasts didn't do anything to human beings and massacred more than 35 million people in China."

The old Taoist also clenched his fists:

"As soon as the war started, your Grand Master and Uncle Master went down the mountain. But I was still young at the time. Master and Brother asked me to guard the Taoist temple, saying that they would come back after victory, but I waited for seven full days.

Ten years!”

Looking at his master who was already crying, Xiao Liuyi hugged his arm:

"Master, don't cry, I'm still with you."

When Liu Bufan, who had already returned, heard these words, the most primitive emotions in his body seemed to be aroused.

"Strange stories."

"Emperor!"

"Go to the archipelago to the east and do whatever you want."

Guitan showed a smile:
Chapter completed!