Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 2681: Haunted by a ghost 10

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Sure enough, Ning Shu shook his head and said, "I didn't think so. I wanted to buy you a gift to deepen the relationship between us. What does Huang Shanshan listen to?"

"Do you practice any more, forget it, just go in and see if you have any." Ning Shu opened the bedroom door.

Ding Xuehai hesitated, but walked in. There were no shrines or immortals in the bedroom, but clothes and boxes were on the bed.

"No," Ning Shu said, "You should believe me in the future, you should not believe others."

Ding Xuehai sighed, "I should have believed you in this matter, but your temper has always been shy. Your senior sister told me that you are inferior."

"If facing me can make you so inferior and give you so much pressure, would you break up with me?"

"A good love is running in with each other, relying on each other, learning from each other's strengths, I have no inferiority, I can earn money and work, and look good, I have nothing to inferiority." Ning Shu said directly.

"Just think about it this way, where are you going to pack up?" Ding Xuehai asked.

Telling a lie requires a lot of lies. "I want to go to a place, this place is very important."

"It's also a tourist, it means going out for two days in the neighboring province," Ning Shu said.

Ding Xuehai asked: "Then can I ask you what you are going for?"

"Guess, I'll tell you if I guess."

"By the way, do you often contact Huang Shanshan?"

Ding Xuehai said, "Isn't she your senior sister? Occasionally, she would tell me a few words about your situation. At any rate, she is also your senior sister friend. I shouldn't ignore it."

Ding Xuehai was frank and frank, and it seemed that there was nothing strange at all.

"Also, her health is not very good recently. Tell me that she is sick, so please go see her when you have time."

Ning Shu almost rolled his eyes and told someone else's boyfriend that I was not feeling well.

"Why didn't the senior sister tell me that she was not feeling well, she told me, I should go see her." Ning Shu said with a look of surprise.

"She didn't tell you?" Ding Xuehai raised her eyebrows, and Ning Shu nodded, "I really didn't tell me that I rarely make calls recently. By the way, she told you how is her health?"

Ding Xuehai's expression was a bit weird, "Nothing to say, just a few words, are you familiar with your senior sister?"

"It's a school, and it's a good friend, maybe a friend."

After talking to Ding Xuehai, Ding Xuehai left without asking her where she was going. When she left, Ning Shu asked Ning Shu to try the clothes that didn't fit her well.

Ning Shu smiled and sent Ding Xuehai away, and as soon as he closed the door, his smile subsided, and he pursed his lips.

Even if the client can't be with Ding Xuehai, Huang Shanshan can't be cheaper.

So in addition to this big immortal and powder matter, there is still Huang Shanshan that has to be dealt with.

Huang Shanshan is an expert in offering to Daxian.

Even using that method to kill people, forcing people to become neuroses in the eyes of others.

This kind of self is clearly true, but the people around him, even the closest people, say that he is insane.

Is there anything wrong with this? Yes, the client panicked at every turn, pointing everywhere and saying that there are ghosts. If it is normal, I won't believe it.

Ning Shu turned off the water, electricity and gas at home, closed the window curtains, dragged the suitcase and looked for it according to the address given by the store.

After sitting on the high-speed train for several hours, Ningshu found a place, a relatively remote residential building, and found the house number.

Sweeping with mental power, is to see the situation inside.

There are shelves everywhere inside, and there are all kinds of big immortals on the shelves, most of which are black cats, but there are also fox fairies.

There are several computers inside, and there are several customer service staff in front of the computer, communicating with customers on the other side of the computer, and the keyboards are crackling.

There are many orders.

With the eyes of the sky, there was a black air in that room, and everyone was enveloped in the black air.

Ning Shu didn't knock on the door, and didn't startle the snake. This is just the sales link, and there is also the production link. Production is the source.

To resolve these matters, the client will have no worries.

Ning Shu found a house upstairs to live in, and using his mental power, he could see the situation under the floor.

Business is really good, and orders are still being taken until twelve o'clock every night.

And at night, the black air feels even stronger.

It’s instinct to love and dislike work. In addition, many people hope that the world will lose their pie, and they always feel that praying to the gods will make them famous, lying down and counting money.

Human desires are endless, but when people are powerful and poor, at this time, they want to satisfy their desires with the smallest effort.

You can get what you want by offering sacrifices. Don't be too simple. Compared with your own hardship, this way is too easy.

Coupled with the fast-paced, tired and lonely modern society, a large number of orders have been born.

Ning Shu paid attention to the situation downstairs at all times.

Each shipment is full one or three rounds, and it costs a lot to ask a big cent.

It's so profitable.

Of course, it was out of stock, and I had to buy it right away. Ning Shu followed and arrived at an abandoned factory. It was said to be scrapped, but the chimney was smoking again, indicating that there were still people working inside.

Those who bought the goods walked in to choose a large fairy statue made of ceramics.

In Ning Shu's eyes, the entire factory was shrouded in black smoke, and Huangquan Road was nothing more than that.

In addition to making gods, there are other things, Guan Wei Lu Li, and some old Taoist priests like Ning Shu are a little bit ignorant.

Stuffing things like ashes into a cloth bag is a disaster.

Ning Shu felt that the reason why the evil spirits appeared in the house was probably because his ashes were here, and this was his home.

There is a stranger in his family, of course he wants to attack.

Moreover, these ghosts have not entered the world of reincarnation, and they will be annihilated sooner or later if they consume their souls in the world of living things.

In order to ensure that my soul is alive, what should I do? I instinctively want to eat, devour my soul and let myself live.

Kill this stranger who occupies your own house and eat it to live longer.

This kind of thing cannot be extinct, because the emptiness and loneliness of people will be pinned on the illusory existence of nothingness.

Even if these things really exist, there are more things that are lost.

Where did these black qi come from

Ning Shu discovered that some spiders and insects would crawl into the idols already made in the factory. They seemed to instinctively think that they were good things. If they climbed inside, they would be able to enjoy the incense in the future.

Even these gods are very crude, but no one dares not be kind.

Ning Shu:...

Walking in a factory full of black air, ordinary people can't see it at all.

If you close the eye of the sky, you will naturally not see the black gas, but you will not be able to find the source of the black gas.

(End of this chapter)