Chapter 39

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Cai Gen didn't stand there dumbly. When smoke came out of Xie An's mouth, he ran to the door and picked up the dry powder fire extinguisher.

Because it had never been used before, I spent a long time researching before I found the pull ring. A burst of white smoke sprayed towards Xie An'an and Xiao Qi, but it was of no use. Xie An'an and Xiao Qi were not entities at all. It seemed that their souls were burning.

Smoke can't do anything.

After Xie An'an saw that Xiao Qi was also burning up, he knew it was too late and stopped struggling. He held his son's hand tightly and was speechless. He could only stare at his son, as if he couldn't see enough.

Xiao Qi has always shown a calmness that does not suit his age. Although he was a child when he died, he has been in the underworld for hundreds of years. He and Xie An have been holding hands for almost a hundred years. They have seen a lot, what?

I don’t understand. Dad is being used as a pawn for others. Once his role has been fulfilled and his mouth is silenced, can he still run away?

Dad knew it, and he knew it too, so where could he run to? Xiao Xiao was an ant in Xie An's eyes, and Xie An's was even worse than an ant in the eyes of big shots.

It's good to just hold hands like this and turn into shit. My dad has been like a demon for more than a hundred years. He always wants to reincarnate himself and his brothers without suffering. What's so good about being a human being? Having a dad

Wouldn't it be nice to accompany me and live my life as a happy little soul? Dad can't understand where he is, where is his paradise.

Xie An'an looked at his son with firm eyes and was very pleased. In Xiaoqi's eyes, he was a good father, and his heart could be at ease.

The fire of the soul burned quickly. Before Cai Gen finished spraying the can of dry powder, Xie and his son burned it out without leaving any trace, just like the fat man from the land.

Cai Gen put the fire extinguisher back and looked at the empty seats and a juice cup and tea cup in front of the seats, feeling uncomfortable.

If it wasn't obvious that this was a murderous act, Cai Gen would have wasted 40 years of his life and watched so many American TV series. The technique was very clumsy and tried to cover up. Xie An'an had already said everything that needed to be said, so why did he burn him to death?

I don’t know if it’s the one below or the one above. Do they not watch American TV series?

The last sentence, if the life wheel seems to be out of order, something must have happened. This method is clumsy, and the time node control is so rough, ugh!

As for what happened, does it have anything to do with me? How cute is Xiao Qi?

I returned to the kitchen, took out a rag, and started to wipe off the powder. A second-hand fire extinguisher cost 75 yuan each. Although it was expired, it was so powerful that it sprayed all over the house. It was almost 12 o'clock after a thorough cleaning.

I was distracted by work, and once I calmed down, I started to concentrate again. I lay down at the bar, lit a cigarette, and started analyzing, analyzing randomly.

The thing is probably like this. I may not have been a donkey or a primitive man in my previous life. I was a magic lamp. It was originally blocked, but the Xiaoxiao Hanging Dead Spirit opened it by chance. Then when the outside world rubbed it, I felt like a god.

Xie An'an and his son are considered advanced soy sauce makers. After playing their role as a starting point, they went home to get soy sauce and eat dumplings.

The enemy's creditor probably didn't answer the question correctly. No one took it, but sent it to me. This is a difficult thing to understand.

In summary, my peaceful days in the future may be coming to an end, and I may not be required to sing in any drama in the future.

There are so many people looking for me and so many things, why does no one give me money?

The land lords have all come out. They are gods. They didn’t even mention money.

Hey, could it be that my predecessor was a poor god?

He turned around and looked at the two gods of wealth on the bar, wondering if he should pray, after all, he had just burned a landowner to death.

Although it was burned by Suiren, he is the source. Will this violate some laws of heaven or something?

This is the key point. He just hung up before asking Xie for his uneasiness. He was so worried and anxious. Will there be soldiers and gods from heaven to catch him?

Cai Gen was completely confused at this moment. The series of strange things finally broke Cai Gen's nerves.

If he couldn't figure it out, he might as well go to bed. Cai Gen knew that the glass door of his store could block spiritual objects, so he carefully locked the glass door before going to bed.

I didn't do any more work at night and slept until dawn. Since it was the weekend, I didn't need to make breakfast. Even if I woke up, I would wander around in bed and not get up.

There was a knock on the door. Cai Gen got up and saw that it was a fly. He looked at the time again and saw that it was only after 8 o'clock. There was no breakfast today. Why did he come so early?

I opened the door and turned around to wash up. After entering the house, I quickly got into working mode, found a dining table, and started making phone calls.

Cai Gen brushed his teeth and listened. It turned out to be a debt collection call, asking about interest payments, principal due, and car mortgages.

Go back to the hall, light a cigarette, sit across from the fly, and watch him busy.

The call was finally finished, and Fei Fei took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table and said mysteriously,

"Lao Gen, a high school student jumped off the building last night, did you know?"

Huh? Is the information so well-informed? Did he know about what happened around 10 o'clock last night so early in the morning? Cai Gen answered unequivocally,

"Well, how did you know?"

The fly looked regretful and said,

"My shoulders have been hurting lately, and they hurt at night. I went to get a massage next to your shop yesterday. When I came out to check, they had already taken me away and I didn't see her."

The fun is free, so it’s a pity that you didn’t see it, right? Cai Gen wanted to say, the high school students who jumped off the building came to my place, it’s not nice to see. If you’re interested, we can wait together in the evening.

But a fly's mouth doesn't have a door opener. If the spirit in my shop is told to leave, I will stop doing business. It doesn't matter.

"You jumped off the building and died. How pitiful. What's so good about it? You were too idle."

The fly may not have heard the word "pity" and is still gossiping,

"I came over just now, and the entrance to the high school was surrounded by people. It seemed that the parents of the high school student were burning paper at the door. I heard that the head teacher forced him to die because he was dating someone."

Isn’t this cause of death a little unworthy? They are all high school students, so they are forced to die by having sex? Cai Gen doesn’t believe it.

"Speak with some virtue and stop talking nonsense."

Seeing Cai Gen not believe it, the fly's well-informed special system was questioned, and he was a little excited.

"I lied to you. I am a grandson. Just now, at the gate of the high school, the high school student who jumped off the building was still kowtowing, but he was frightened away by the little girl's mother after being scratched."

This situation is quite special. I originally thought it was due to the high pressure of study, but it turned out to be because of love?

Cai Gen's curiosity about this matter was exhausted. No matter what kind of love, it was wrong to abandon his parents and jump off the building.

"Children today, has the school given any explanation?"

Hey, before the fly said anything, he sighed first. It seemed that in his values, such a thing was a bit out of line.

"What the hell, the school said weekends are off and students come to study by themselves. If something happens, it has nothing to do with the school. It's a bit bullying."

It's a bit bullying, but what can be done?

At this time, the bell on the door rang, indicating that a guest was coming.


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