Han Xiaoqi, the female ghost in the tablet, heard Liu Lang's full of promises, sighed softly, tactfully and melodiously, as if she didn't expect Liu Lang to agree so happily.

Liu Lang didn't want to agree so happily, but in order to make Han Xiaoqi feel relieved, he responded with one mouthful.

"Liu Lang, thank you!"

"Hey, it's okay, come again, why are you so polite to me? It's easy to catch ghosts for me now, it's okay, it's okay! ”

Liu Lang waved his hands indifferently, as if the forty-nine ghosts had already been taken into his pocket.

"......"

Han Xiaoqi was still thinking about something, and someone in the wreath shop suddenly shouted: "Hey, is there anyone?" ”

The voice sounded a little immature, it should be a child.

Liu Lang hurriedly said: "Xiaoqi, you can relax, there is my ronin Liu Zai, hehe, there is no problem." ”

finished, and without waiting for Han Xiaoqi to answer, Liu Lang ran directly towards the wreath shop in the front room.

The tablet moved slightly, and Han Xiaoqi's faint voice came out: "Hey, Liu Lang, why are you so good to me?" Is it worth it? ”

Whether it's worth it or not, Liu Lang really never thought about it. However, he promised Han Xiaoqi at the very beginning to break the curse of the Han family. This promise has always been kept in Liu Lang's heart.

Although Wu Banxian has disappeared strangely now, and there was no trace of a fight at the scene at that time, since Wu Banxian's other half of the "Bu" book may also be in Yanjing City.

In any case, there will always be an eyebrow in this matter, so it's a big deal to let the criminal police brigade help find it. And at that time, Feng Zhou also mentioned a mysterious organization, which seemed to be very good.

Since Liu Lang helped the criminal police brigade to kill the Yan Group, his heart seemed to suddenly surge into a group of pride.

No matter how difficult and dangerous it is, it's man-made!

Liu Lang ran to the wreath shop, looked up, and saw a four or five-year-old boy standing at the door. He looked nervously into the wreath shop.

The boy was wearing a purple coat, a black peaked cap, white and tender skin, and when he saw Liu Lang come out, his feet unconsciously took two steps back, and he seemed to be a little shy.

Liu Lang couldn't help but be a little curious. Xindao: This wreath shop has never been a child to buy anything, hehe, it's really strange today.

Since the visitor was a guest, Liu Lang didn't think much about it, smiled and beckoned to the boy: "Friend, what do you want to buy?" ”

The boy saw Liu Lang's kind expression, and his nervous face was also soothed. His eyes flickered, looking around the shelves.

The wreath shop not only sells wreath paper figures, but also some paper-tied things, and can also tie TVs, bicycles, and even cars and villas according to the needs of customers.

But Liu Lang has not been in the wreath shop during this time, and Chiba will not tie new things. Now the shelves and the house are all left by the previous flowers. There are also some that Han Meiza is.

The boy's eyes swept back and forth around the room twice, and he didn't seem to find anything he was thinking of, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "Uncle." Do you have a car here? ”

"Cars?"

Liu Lang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became puzzled. After thinking about it, he still turned out a paper car the size of a palm from the pile of wreaths.

The paper car was pierced by Liu Lang when he was idle in the past, and no one bought it when he was throwing it on the ground all the time.

Today, a boy suddenly bought a car, although Liu Lang was a little curious. But still holding the paper car and asking, "Friend, are you this thing?" ”

The boy's originally disappointed eyes immediately lit up, and he said again and again: "Well, uncle, this is it, I want to buy it, I want to buy it." ”

Then, the boy ran towards Liu Lang, and then snatched the car in Liu Lang's hand, raised his hand, put the money into a ball into Liu Lang's hand, and said with a smile: "Uncle, thank you, my mother is about to celebrate the holiday, let me buy whatever I want, I want a car for a long time." ”

At the end, the boy ran out of the wreath shop happily and jumping.

Liu Lang smiled, but there were some doubts in his heart: Why does this boy like paper cars? Hehe, his mother is really, why don't you just buy a plastic one?

Anyway, there wasn't much money, Liu Lang didn't take it to heart, he looked down at the money that the boy stuffed into his hand, and when he saw it, he was stunned again.

"Damn, why is it a stygian coin?"

Liu Lang's head buzzed, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Damn, a middle-aged old lady just played me, why do boys dare to play me now?"

Liu Lang was depressed now, although he didn't have much money, he was played twice in succession, and no one felt comfortable.

Looking at the messy wreath shop, Liu Lang suddenly became angry, sat down on the lazy chair, and thought to himself: Hmph, now someone dares to buy things with dark coins. Next time, whoever comes again will have to see clearly, if anyone dares to use the dark coin again, see that I don't break his dog's legs!

Liu Lang muttered to himself, wanting to clean up the wreath shop a little.

At this moment, a young man of about twenty years old walked straight in.

Liu Lang just sat up from the lazy chair, and before he could bend down, he glanced at the young man, and hurriedly stepped forward with a smile, "What do you need?" ”

The young man was good-looking, and on a hot day, he was wearing a navy blue robe from the Republic of China.

When Liu Lang saw the young man, he was stunned at first, and couldn't help frowning, thinking to himself: It's not easy, there are still people wearing this kind of clothes in this modern society, hehe, is it from the Academy of Opera?

The young man nodded slightly towards Liu Lang, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, giving people a very attractive and elegant atmosphere.

Liu Lang's heart moved, and his originally smiling expression instantly converged a lot, and he unconsciously bowed towards the young man and responded politely.

Yo, it's not easy, this person's scholarly temperament is so strong, it actually infected me.

Liu Lang's heart moved, and he asked again: "What do you need?" ”

The young man didn't answer, but looked around the whole wreath shop, and after looking around twice, he didn't seem to find what he was looking for, and his brow couldn't help but furrow slightly.

"Excuse me, don't you have any robes here?"

"Long, robes?"

Liu Lang was stunned for a moment, his two eyes unconsciously looked the young man up and down again, and asked suspiciously: "You, are you wearing this?" ”

"yes, I only brought one with me, I didn't change it, and I happened to be passing by here, so I wanted to buy one."

The young man didn't have any sense of pretentiousness when he spoke, as if this qiē was normal.

Liu Lang couldn't help but be even more strange, and hurriedly said: "No, no, I'm a wreath shop here, and I only sell things to the dead, and besides, your kind of robe has not been worn by anyone for nearly a hundred years." (To be continued~^~)