"Thank you, Master **......" Ouyang Wanping knelt down to Ding Ermiao and said:

"As long as Feng Qingyun's compensation is returned to my parents, I will go to the underworld to bring the case to justice."

Ding Ermiao nodded, indicating understanding. Ouyang Wanping was worried that Feng Qingyun would not believe what he said, and after he left, he would repay the debt again.

"Ouyang, I have no way to teach my son, I apologize to you!" Old man Feng stepped forward and said:

"However, the money Feng Qingyun owes you, I will definitely pay it back. In this case, if you believe me, leave your parents' information, and I will definitely collect this money as soon as possible and send it to your parents. You, this can go ......"

Ouyang Wanping looked at Ding Ermiao and didn't dare to answer.

"Mr. Feng is a benevolent elder, you can believe it." Ding Ermiao smiled and said, "Ouyang, you guys go." ”

Ouyang Wanping replied, negotiated the compensation with Old Man Feng, left the information of her parents, and then said goodbye.

Bang Bang ......

Before Nanmen left unharmed, there were two loud slaps on Feng Qingyun's face.

"Bold ghost, don't get out of here!" Wan Shugao pretended to be angry, and whistled the copper coin whip.

"Hehe, let's go, ......" The laughter gradually faded away, and there was no trace of Nanmen Wuxiao and Ouyang Wanping.

Wan Shugao accepted the copper coin whip and said, "Feng Qingyun, Ouyang Wanping, I have already sent you away." Now, what about our ghost hunting fees? ”

"How do you know that her name is Ouyang Wanping?" Feng Qingyun was stunned and asked.

Fang was in the Feng family, and no one called Ouyang Wanping's full name, they just called her Ouyang, or a female ghost. Now that Wan Shugao said Ouyang's full name, Feng Qingyun was naturally stunned, and his heart was suspicious.

"Uh......" Wan Shugao's eyes rolled and said:

"I'm a ghost-hunting mage, and my master is the famous god operator Li Qingdong. Don't say the name of a female ghost, even if it is the general trend of the world and the universe, as long as I pinch my fingers, it will be clear! ”

Ding Ermiao scolded Wanshu Gao Pig's Head in his heart, but on the surface, he had to echo and nodded again and again.

"So amazing?" Feng Qingyun scratched his head, half-convinced.

Old man Feng stepped forward and said, "Master Ding, Master Wan, it's getting late now, and I will send you to the hotel tomorrow for your hard work." ”

"It's okay, there's no hurry." Ding Ermiao nodded and smiled, and said goodbye with Wan Shugao.

After this toss, it was more than twelve o'clock at night.

Old man Feng wanted to arrange a vehicle to send Ding Ermiao and Wan Shugao back to the hotel.

But Ding Ermiao declined, and said: "It's not too far from here to the hotel, so I'll just walk over like this, and by the way, blow the wind to wake up and see the night view of the capital." ”

The old man Feng was no longer reluctant and sent out the door.

At night in the capital, the wind flickered like neon, and the smog was not as serious as imagined.

The two walked in the wind, striding forward, not hurrying or slow.

"Brother Ermiao, tomorrow we will get this huge amount of money, we can stay, right?" Wan Shugao asked.

Now, Ouyang Wanping's compensation is paid separately by the Feng family. Then the 1.5 million ghost hunting fee that Wan Shugao originally offered can naturally be left.

Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "This money is ours, of course we can stay." ”

"Brother Ermiao, what are you going to do with this money?" Wan Shu smiled and asked eagerly: "Anyway, you are destined to be poor, and you are destined to have no money to spare, so it is better to ......"

"Hehe, how to spend this money, I naturally have a plan." Ding Ermiao smiled and said:

"I've always wanted to open a bigger restaurant for Sister Ruping, so that she doesn't have to work so hard. Now that I have this money, I can make good on my promise. And Hongyu, who is my own sister, and I want to give her a dowry. So I plan to give Sister Ruping 500,000 and Hongyu 200,000. ”

Wan Shugao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then there are still 800,000." ”

"The 800,000 yuan, you call me back to Xuyun's account, it is considered to be handed over. After all, we are all in the same vein, and we always have to make a little contribution. Every time you eat and live there for nothing, are you embarrassed? ”

"Brother Ermiao, we don't keep anything for ourselves?" Wan Shugao suddenly became depressed, eager to roll and howl.

Ding Ermiao looked at Wan Shugao and sighed: "That's not good, I'll give you another 200,000!" ”

"Thank you, Brother Ermiao, you are my great benefactor and Xia Bing!" Wan Shugao was overjoyed and said, "In the future, I will reduce the pressure of the mortgage a lot." ”

"Wan Shugao, money is not a good thing, I take it too seriously, I'm really worried that you will go astray in the future." Ding Ermiao shook his head and smiled, and quickened his pace.

"Money is not everything, but without money, it is absolutely impossible......" Wan Shugao grinned and quickly followed.

Back at the hotel, wash up and rest.

Before going to sleep, Ding Ermiao pulled out 10,000 people again, staring at the sword body, in a daze.

The demon king fell asleep last night, what did he want to do?

Although the feeling of warmth in the dream is good, but after waking up, I always feel unsteady, sorry Ji Xiaoxiao!

People love ghosts, and they have always been despised by themselves. When Li Weinian fell in love with the female ghost Luzhu, how much was he scolded by himself?

But I didn't expect that I was actually occupied by the demon king Guo and fell into a dream and stole Yuanyang, this Nima is too bloody!

"Demon King, come out, let's have a good talk!" Ding Ermiao looked at the ten thousand people and said.

But after shouting a few words, there was no reaction at all from the 10,000 people who were killed, which made Ding Ermiao depressed.

"It's okay if you don't come out, but if you hear me, you might as well go back to sleep tonight, and we'll talk in our dreams." Ding Ermiao sighed, put the sword into the sheath, pressed the umbrella under the pillow, and began to sleep.

The night was silent, there was a soft click, and the ten thousand people were once again unsheathed, revealing the sword body of more than an inch.

Guo Zhanbi was dressed in white, floated out, stood silently by the bed for a long time, and then floated into Ding Ermiao's bed.

"Demon King, is that you?" Ding Ermiao only felt a chill around him, and was shocked in his heart, and asked.

"Why do you call me the Demon King? I have a name, my name is Guo Zhanbi. The demon king exhaled like an orchid and said faintly.

"Guo Zhanbi...... what do you want to do when you come into my dream?" Ding Ermiao looked at the demon king in front of him in his dream, and only felt that he was absolutely beautiful, and he didn't dare to force his eyes.

Guo Zhanbi sighed leisurely and said:

"You sealed me in your sword, and now, my soul has become one with the tendons of the sword, and I can no longer be separated. I came into your dream, just to tell you that in this life, I am your ten thousand beheaders, and you are my master. ”

Ding Ermiao was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said, "What do you mean by the tendons of the sword?" ”

"Isn't it strange that people have tendons, and so do swords?" Guo Zhanbi smiled and said:

"Originally, your 10,000 people cut the meridians but I was sealed in it, struggling and conflicting for a long time, and created the meridians of 10,000 people. Now the Ten Thousand Slash has merged with my soul. I am the soul of ten thousand people; Ten thousand people are my body. ”