Wanchou had not slept all night and did not dare to go out. He found two candlesticks from home from many years ago, inserted the candles on it, and placed them on the table. He watched helplessly, fearing that Ikki would go out to set fire if he was careless.

Fortunately, there was no movement from Guo Crooker. I thought it was safe. Xiao Tong and Lu Bu came back after playing outside for a long time. This time, the room in the field was much more lively.

Dou E was typing in front of the computer, Lu Bu sat on the sofa watching TV as usual, Liu Bei focused on studying the Three Kingdoms and studied the reasons for the failure of the late Shu Han Dynasty. Mount Tai was idle and went to sleep on the ceiling. The little boy was holding a wooden mouse and curled up pitifully in the corner of the wall and fell asleep, while Yihui hid in the candle in front of the category, unable to even see a shadow.

There is a room full of ghosts, supernatural, this is simply too supernatural. The scope has been written for several years, and I never dreamed that one day my family would be so supernatural...

Before I knew it, tiredness came, and the field was lying on the table. I wanted to rest for a while, but I fell asleep...

"The vast world is my love, and flowers are blooming at the foot of the endless green mountains..."

The cheerful ringtone of the cell phone, accompanied by a buzzing vibration, rang in Fengchou's ears. He raised his head in a daze and found that he had slept on the table all night. He took out his cell phone and saw that the number was Professor Qin.

What was this old man doing when he called? Wan Chou pressed to answer the call in confusion, and the old man's excited voice suddenly came.

"Xiao Fan, it's me, Uncle Qin. You left anxiously yesterday. I've thought about it and I have a question to ask you."

"Ah, Uncle Qin...you can ask if you have anything." Fan Chou wondered why this old man was so polite.

"That's right, Xiao Fan, the wooden product you brought yesterday. I thought later, when I twisted the clockwork, I didn't seem to feel the existence of the spring at all. What's going on?"

Fan Choxin said that thanks to the full monitoring process when Taishan was doing it yesterday, otherwise this question would not be answered.

"Uncle Qin, there is no spring at all. It is all made of wooden structures and pure mechanisms."

"Oh my God, is this true? This is the mechanism technique that my ancestors have long lost. Yesterday, my eyes were dizzy and the sky was dark. I really didn't see it clearly. Child, do you see if you can bring that baby again? I must see it clearly this time. Yesterday I said 200 yuan, which is really embarrassing. Now I solemnly promised that if it was a mechanism technique, I would be willing to pay 20,000 yuan!"

Wanchou breathed speechlessly from his nose, thinking that if you gave 20,000 directly yesterday, it would be fine, but now it is no longer possible. The clockwork rat is holding in the child's arms. If you want to come here, you must become a ghost.

"Uncle Qin, I'm really embarrassed to do this. I've given it to someone and can't give it to you."

The old man's voice suddenly became more anxious: "Did you give away someone? You actually give someone such a precious thing? Xiao Fan, in this way, I will add another 10,000 yuan to you, 30,000 yuan. This is the most money I can afford. I know if you get it outside, you may sell more, but I really like it very much. Yesterday I took it away, I took back yesterday's words and apologized to you, hoping that you can take it over, or I can go there now..."

When Wanchou heard the old man was really anxious, he smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Qin, this is the case. Yesterday you said that the thing was not worth much, and I didn't care. After I came back, I gave it to a child who had lost his parents' love since childhood. He liked that toy very much and was very happy. So, I want to say sorry to you. No matter how much money you have, you may not be able to buy the sincere joy of a child. I cannot take away what you love."

"Then... can you make one more?" The old man said with obvious disappointment, but he was still unwilling to give up.

When Wanchou heard this, he straightened his chest and said to the microphone: "Sorry, I never make a second item for the same item."

Hey, when you say this, why is it so happy? Only then did Feng Chou understand Taishan’s pride, what is awesome? It is really awesome to be able to directly reject someone so awesome. In the world, only my brother can do it. Why, ask me to do it? Sorry, don’t serve me!

After hanging up the phone, Fanchou felt that his waist was much straightened, but his heart was also very painful. The old man had already paid 30,000 yuan, 30,000 yuan. Fanchou turned his head and looked at the boy who was running around and having fun in the room. He looked at the 30,000 yuan in his hand. It was a wooden mouse, and his heart seemed to be bleeding. 30,000 yuan was twisted around by him...

Alas, that's fine. If the old man had taken a fancy to this clockwork rat yesterday afternoon, then the child must have been running around with the joyful guy at this moment, doing something harmful to others. How could he have such a happy smile now? After thinking about it, compared with 30,000, it seems that this is much more valuable.

Of course, before hanging up the phone just now, Feng Chou did not make Old Man Qin too embarrassed. He promised to deliver good things to him next time. Then the old man hung up the phone in a reluctance.

After pinching the remaining dozens of dollars in his pocket, Wanchou went out to buy breakfast. After coming back, a few people rushed up and drank soy milk happily like a family.

Of course, Wanchou also bought a large bundle of candles and tried to call Yihui for dinner, but Brother Hui didn't plan to pay attention to him at all, so he had to change the candles and ignore him.

Last night, Fanchou fell asleep accidentally. No one changed the candle for Yihui. Dou E was careful and changed it twice. When Fanchou heard it, he was filled with emotion. Why did it sound like getting up in the middle of the night to change the baby's diapers? Alas, Lu Bu is difficult to raise, and this immortal brother Hui is difficult to serve.

In the afternoon, I was lying on the bed, closing my eyes and resting. Guo Cuzi received a call from Guo Cuzi. Guo Cuzi said that the funeral had been completed successfully and there was no problem in the middle. However, just now, I saw the happy man yesterday and heard from the house of the house asking Guo Cuzi to hold another funeral...

Fan Chou sighed and said, "Okay, this is his life. At least it's over. Remember to turn around and transfer my money to your bank card. Send it to you later. If you have any business, call me..."

Finally, the dust settled, and Feng Chou breathed a sigh of relief. Although one more person died, there was nothing he could do. This is called fate. The King of Hell told you to die in the third update. Who dares to keep you until the fifth update? After that person is cremated...

Hum? Cremation? Cremation!

The crematorium refining furnace immediately flashed in Fangcho's mind. Damn, that big fire, I guarantee that Brother Hui would not want to come back if he went...

Fangchou was overjoyed by his sudden thoughts, and suddenly there was a burst of rapid footsteps outside, and a sound was screaming in the street.

"Not good, someone wants **..."

Fengchou was shocked, **? Alas, this is not a small hit!

He hurried to the table, picked up Yikyu's candlestick and rushed out. After running two steps, he felt that it was not suitable. He went out with the candle in broad daylight. Besides, it was easy to be blown out by the wind. After thinking about it, Wanchou grabbed the windproof lighter that he was not willing to use, lit it, and shouted at the candle: "Brother Hui is coming out quickly, I will take you to find the fire..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light flashed slightly. Fang Chou held the lighter and chased the crowd and ran out...

PS: It's so popular, this time it's so popular! Well, it's actually a little bit. Banxian's book "The Years When I Be an Underworld Official" has officially signed a traditional Chinese publishing contract with Taiwan Press today. It is expected to be launched after the New Year. However, it is not easy to buy in mainland China. However, Banxian is still very happy. Seeing his sweat and hard work become an exquisite physical book, I will celebrate it tomorrow. I hope everyone can also have a little fun with Banxian. Hehehe, low-key, and ask for votes and collection recommendations in Sanjiang. I hope everyone will continue to support Banxian, oh yes~~!

Also, today I updated late because I went to the hospital during the day. I was dizzy and headache recently, and my vision decreased. I looked at people's faces from five meters away. I couldn't see the price of the package even when I stood at the KFC counter. The reason was that it was cervical spondylosis. The reason was that I sat in front of the computer for a long time and wrote. I was surprised and very miserable. However, no matter what, Banxian must insist on making a promise and keep updating. That was the behavior of a deserter!
Chapter completed!