After that, Lu Man took a trip to the bank and directly transferred a million to the middle-aged man's account without losing a penny to him.
After he got the money, he was almost fainted. Without a word, he pulled Luman to their home.
Their home is far away, and Lu Man finally arrived after walking with them for about an hour.
The terrain here is similar to the loess high slopes. Most people live in earth kilns. When Lu Man arrived at his door, he saw that there were only two white spirit flowers hanging in front of the door, even simple ones. There is no mourning hall.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw two small wooden boards pieced together. There was a black cloth on the board, and the corpse was on the cloth.
Lu Man immediately felt something was wrong as soon as he approached the corpse.
The temperature here is too low.
Even the middle-aged man felt uncomfortable. He rubbed his arm and said: "Our earthen kiln is warm in winter and cool in summer. You see, walking in is like turning on the air conditioner."
After Lu Man and Chen Ziyu looked at each other, they invited the man out politely.
Just as he just went out, a fierce attack suddenly flew out of mid-air, and came straight at Lu Man’s face door. Lu Man did not move, and watched the faint ghostly energy. This ghostly energy was about to come. As soon as she touched her door, she disappeared silently.
Lu Man raised his head and saw that there was a white spirit body hanging in the midair. The body of this spirit body was very weak. There was an attachment on his face, and he seemed to be unwilling to accept that he was dead. The fact that saw Lu Man come over is even more hateful.
"It's all you!" he yelled at Luman. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't die!"
"I just entered college! I'm the backbone of this family! I'm dead, what about my parents!"
With misery in his voice, Lu Man frowned, "Don't worry, they just exchanged your corpse for a million with me just now, enough for them to support them."
"Really?" The man gave Lu Man a suspicious look.
At this time, he also saw Chen Tzuyu standing next to Lu Man. The powerful energy erupting from Chen Tzuyu made him feel a little frustrated. Naturally, he did not dare to make a mistake, but correspondingly, he was unwilling to believe Lu Man's words. .
"I don't have to lie to you." Lu Man became impatient. She found out that her temper was getting worse and worse during this period of time. "In return, should you tell us what you are doing? dead?"
"How could he die? It was not suffocated to death by that Taoist priest!"
As soon as he finished saying this, Lu Man relentlessly flicked his finger at him, and a small drop of water fell on him instantly, causing a burst of white smoke to burn.
The ghost that had just died still felt pain, and the man jumped up with pain at the moment, and said "Ouch".
"Don't tell the truth!" Lu Man snorted, angrily.
At this moment, the man didn't dare to do it again. After he gave Lu Man a shivering look, he said, "Actually... I don't know what's going on."
"Just before that, someone found me and said that as long as I was willing to play the dead for a week, he would give us a million!"
"One million! So much money! Enough for my life!"