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Chapter 103 Fruit Basket

The two middle-aged women were quite excited and suddenly came over to thank them.

Moting is sleeping in the morning.

Somewhat confused, he sat on the bed and looked at us.

The middle-aged woman said and handed over the fruit basket she was holding.

The older curly-haired lady spoke:

"Little brother, thank you for your advice. This is what we think."

"Yes, yes, little brother, please accept it."

I'm a little embarrassed, but it's actually just a matter of words.

He waved his hand:

"When the uncle left last night, I just vaguely heard something.

Sisters, you are too polite."

The two shook their heads:

"You're welcome, you're welcome, that's how it should be."

"Yes, my dad has worked hard all his life.

If little brother didn't remind us.

We just randomly put a shroud on Dad. He would definitely not be able to rest in peace if he went down.

After they get down, they will blame us.

It’s a little careful, little brother, you must accept it!”

"..."

The two eldest sisters said something to each other, but I really couldn't refuse.

Finally he nodded:

"Then I'm not welcome. Thank you two eldest sisters for your kindness."

After saying that, I took the two fruit baskets from their hands.

They are all fresh fruits in season. Although they are not worth a lot of money, they are also the other party's feelings.

In my heart, I am also happy.

It's really satisfying to use your ability to help others and be thanked by others.

As soon as I took the fruit basket, the younger red-haired sister tentatively said:

"Little brother, you, what do you do?

How could you hear what my dad said when he passed away?"

After saying that, the curly-haired lady next to me also widened her eyes and looked at me curiously.

I smiled lightly and said straightforwardly:

"Me! I work in a white shop, and I usually sell some incense, candles, paper money and so on. Now I am considered half a white man!"

As soon as these words came out, the two of them couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The curly-haired elder sister even exclaimed:

"That weirdo turned out to be Mr. Baishi."

I didn't deny it, I just smiled and nodded.

The curly-haired eldest sister and the red-haired eldest sister still looked a little surprised.

They kept looking at me, maybe in their perception.

Mr. Bai Shi is like my master, an old man in his sixties or seventies.

No matter how bad he is, he is still a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.

I look young and feel like I am only eighteen or nineteen years old, which really surprises them.

After being polite and thanking me, he also asked me for the business card of the shop.

Then he turned around and left.

After sending these two eldest sisters away, I told Mo Ting what happened this morning.

Mo Ting was very excited. The second grader was full of enthusiasm and kept talking about justice, messengers, incarnations, etc...

I ignored him and just helped Moting go through the discharge procedures.

There are two fruit baskets, Lao Mo and I happen to have one each.

Perhaps because of taking painkillers, Moting's ribs no longer hurt so much.

Walking and other things are basically not affected.

Just wear a splint and don't do strenuous exercise.

Other than that, it's not a big problem.

After leaving the hospital, I sent Mo Ting off first.

Then he took the fruit basket and went back to the rental house.

I went back to the house and took a shower. It was already noon.

I didn't have a good rest last night, I just feel tired now.

I didn’t want to eat lunch either, so I lay down and started to sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already six o'clock in the evening.

The time agreed with Master in the morning was eight o'clock in the evening.

I ate three bananas, put on my shoes, took my guy with me and went out again.

I went here tonight to deal with the more ferocious female ghost mentioned by Qingdai and put an end to all the troubles.

I would also like to gain experience and see what Master is capable of.

Although I have never seen it, I don’t know how ferocious the female ghost is.

But with Master and Taoist Priest Tang here tonight, I can't think of anything going wrong.

At the same time, see if you can grab Gui Shou and buy yourself more lamp oil.

This is my main goal right now.

We also had a bowl of noodles downstairs.

I sent a WeChat message to Mo Ting and took a ride directly to Nanshan Cemetery.

In the car, Moting replied to my message.

He said he was already in the car and should arrive before me or something.

When we went there last night, we were still a little nervous.

But today when we went there, we seemed very relaxed.

It feels like going to the theater or on vacation.

There is no sense of crisis or tension at all.

More than half an hour later, I arrived at the gate of Nanshan Cemetery.

The sky also darkened.

The entire cemetery was shrouded in darkness and eerie.

This isn't the first time I've been here.

So I feel much calmer than before.

I didn’t even feel that there was anything scary about this forest garden.

After getting off the car, I saw Mo Ting standing under the cemetery archway, smoking.

Mo Ting saw me getting out of the car and waved to me;

"Brother Qin!"

"Old Mo, do your bones still hurt?"

I said with a smile.

Mo Ting also smiled:

"A little bit, it's not a big problem."

After saying that, he handed me a cigarette.

I took it with a smile, lit it and took two puffs.

Neither of our masters arrived, so we could only wait at the door and chat for a few words.

About twenty minutes passed.

Two online taxis arrived one after the other.

Immediately afterwards, I saw two little old men walking out of two cars.

It is none other than my and Mo Ting’s master.

My master was wearing a gray tunic suit, holding his pipe in his mouth and carrying a sword pouch in his hand.

Master Mo Ting, on the other hand, is a bit high-profile.

Wearing a yellow Yin Yang Taoist robe, he also wore a yellow crown and held a big wine gourd.

Carrying a mahogany giant sword on his back, it was as wide as two palms and looked very outrageous.

As soon as the two people got out of the car, they looked at each other at the same time and spat on the ground in displeasure.

Finally, he came over to me and Mo Ting at the same time...


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