Shi Ran snorted: "That bastard stole my Netherworld Box. I have to settle this account with him."
After a pause, Shi Ran added: "And he also has a Lingxiao Mirror in his hand. With this thing in hand, my cultivation will definitely improve a lot."
"But Yang Xiaobao will definitely have difficulties if he has the Lingxiao Mirror in his hand."
Shi Ran smiled and said: "I don't know, so I have to come up with a way to subdue Yang Xiaobao."
"What can be done?"
Shi Ran thought for a moment and said, "If it doesn't work, we will find a way to open the door to hell."
Hearing Shi Ran's words, his apprentice was shocked.
"Master, is this okay? This is a big event that shakes the world!"
His face turned pale with excitement and fear.
A trace of madness flashed in Shi Ran's eyes.
"There is no other way, we can only do this." Shi Ran said, "If we want to defeat Yang Xiaobao, we can only do this."
"But how do you open the door to hell?"
Shi Ran sighed and said: "Tomorrow, we will return to the headquarters. There is a book in the headquarters that contains methods to open the door to hell."
"good."
Yang Xiaobao didn't know that the person who wanted to kill him was in the same hotel, and on the floor above him.
He returned to the room, looked in the mirror, and found several black fingerprints on his neck.
Seeing these handprints, Yang Xiaobao sighed.
I have to say that this female ghost is still very powerful. If it weren't for the Lingxiao Mirror, maybe he would have died today.
The next morning, Yang Xiaobao washed up, had a simple breakfast, and drove to pick up Luo Pingqiu.
Because of that kind of relationship, Yang Xiaobao and Luo Pingqiu felt deep in their hearts that their relationship was one step closer.
Luo Pingqiu was also very happy to see Yang Xiaobao.
However, when the two of them were on the road, they both talked about him, looking for something to talk about, and neither talked about what happened that night.
If we really don't talk about what happened that day in the future, it would be better to just let what happened that night become an erotic dream.
Yang Xiaobao thought this in his heart.
"Xiaobao, how do you feel about coming to the provincial capital this time?" Luo Pingqiu asked.
"No." Yang Xiaobao said with a smile, "Every time I come to the provincial capital, I encounter some troubles, and it's the same this time."
"You became famous at first." Luo Pingqiu said with a smile, "Except for being a ghost in Mr. Shao's family, many people know that you are a ghost. If you stay in the provincial capital, you might not be able to leave."
"Huh, not everyone can invite me." Yang Xiaobao took advantage of the situation and picked up the shelf.
The two people walked and chatted on the road, and soon arrived at Stone Town.
Yang Xiaobao sent Luo Pingqiu to school and returned home.
As soon as she entered the house, she saw Su Guihua sitting in the yard picking vegetables.
"Sister, I'm back."
Yang Xiaobao was very happy to see Su Guihua.
Su Guihua rolled her eyes at him and snorted: "I thought you felt comfortable playing outside and wouldn't come back."
Yang Xiaobao heard Su Guihua's tone and immediately knew that she was angry with him.
He came over with a smile on his face and said, "Sister, I went to the provincial capital to do business, not to play."
"Huh, you and Lin Yingwan haven't met yet?"
"We met." Yang Xiaobao replied honestly.
"Then you two didn't do that kind of thing?" Su Guihua asked.
Yang Xiaobao snorted and asked: "Sister, what is that thing you are talking about?"
"Yang Xiaobao, stop pretending to be confused, I don't know you yet!"
Su Guihua pouted and threw all the vegetables in her hands into the basin.
"Sister, I didn't expect you to be jealous." Yang Xiaobao smiled, "Don't you want to know what I did in the provincial capital this time?"
"What did you do?"
"Ghost hunting." Yang Xiaobao said, "The story is very interesting."
Su Guihua immediately asked curiously: "Tell me, what is going on."
Yang Xiaobao felt proud when he saw that he had changed the topic and successfully diverted Su Guihua's attention to other places.
He then told Su Guihua what he had done in the provincial capital these past few days.
After Su Guihua listened to Yang Xiaobao's account of the murder at the construction site, she became angry and cursed.
"Those bastards deserve to die!"
Then after listening to Yang Xiaobao's story about the ghost in Mr. Shao's house, he became sad again.
"Oh, the parents are irresponsible, and the unlucky one is the child. Such a lovely child died like this."
"Sister, you know I didn't go outside to play, right?" Yang Xiaobao asked with a smile.
"Humph, this doesn't mean that you and Lin Yingwan didn't do that kind of thing."
Having said that, his tone was obviously much more relaxed.
Yang Xiaobao chuckled and said, "How about you test it and see if I'm doing that kind of thing outside?"
"What do you mean?" Su Guihua looked at Yang Xiaobao warily.
Yang Xiaobao hugged Su Guihua and picked her up directly.
"Sister, what do you mean? You'll know if you check my inventory yourself!"
After speaking, Yang Xiaobao carried Su Guihua and walked towards the bedroom.
Su Guihua struggled, clenching her hands into fists and hitting Yang Xiaobao's chest.
"Yang Xiaobao, you bastard, you bastard, let me go quickly." Su Guihua shouted, "How bad it is for people to see you in broad daylight!"
But Yang Xiaobao smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have locked the courtyard door."
Not long after, Su Guihua's suppressed scream sounded in the room.
Yang Xiaobao has now completely let himself go. He feels that while he is alive, he should enjoy himself in time.
This change of thinking was caused by seeing too many dead people.
As long as he treats the women around him well, no one has the right to accuse him.
That night, Yang Xiaobao and Su Guihua didn't have dinner and just stayed in bed.
The next day, Yang Xiaobao came to the clinic. Not long after he sat down, several groups of people came.
There is no way, Yang Xiaobao is not here, and everyone has nowhere to go to see a doctor or get medicine.
The most important thing is that Yang Xiaobao has very good medical skills and everyone believes in him.
Yang Xiaobao was busy all day, and it wasn't until the afternoon that he had some time to rest.
Just when Yang Xiaobao was lying on the chair drinking tea, he heard a burst of chaotic footsteps.
"Is Mr. Yang here?" a voice asked.
When Yang Xiaobao heard this question, he was a little confused and didn't know who was looking for him.
After all, the person who calls himself sir must be a stranger.
"Who?"
As soon as Yang Xiaobao finished speaking, he saw two or three people walking into the clinic.
These people are all in their forties or fifties, with dark complexions. At first glance, they look like farmers who often work in the fields.
Yang Xiaobao looked familiar to them, but couldn't remember who they were.
"Are you guys?"
"We are from Beihe Village. Last time Mr. Yang went to our village to sign a land contract agreement, we saw it," one person said.
Yang Xiaobao then remembered that he was from Beihe Village, no wonder he looked so familiar.