Facing Xiaosun's problem, Cai Gen began to think about
Hmm? What kind of business? Exorcism or something like that? Xiao Sun still has supernatural powers? Can you tell it's unusual at a glance?
"Xiao Sun, can you see?"
After asking, Cai Gen immediately thought that the 72 changes were gone, but he might have inherited a keen eye. What couldn't he see?
Xiao Sun did not answer in a hurry, but looked at the fly and signaled that this was an ordinary person. Is it convenient to speak?
Cai Gen felt that it was better not to let the flies know too much. After all, his mouth was like a broken car. Who knows what he would say outside.
"Flies, it's on your shoulder. Grandma is still there. I don't know if I can help you, but you can't talk nonsense outside."
When I heard that there was someone on my shoulder, I was like a fly, without any hesitation.
Cai Gen was very satisfied with the cooperation of the flies and asked Xiao Sun directly,
"I seem to be able to see spiritual things, but I can't see this old lady. I can only see it through the reflection of the glass door. I don't know why?"
Xiao Sun walked to the glass door, touched it with his hand, and smiled,
"Third uncle, our glass door is a good thing, but we are just too lazy to work on it."
He came to Cai Gen again and whispered,
"The thing on Brother Fly's shoulder is not a spiritual thing. It's normal if you can't see it. The resentment is too heavy and it has become evil. If you wait for a while, Brother Fly will be struck by lightning when he goes out."
Cai Gen was very curious,
"Struck by lightning? Is it because you have done a lot of bad things?"
Xiao Sun was more curious about Cai Gen's question. Isn't Brother Fly his friend? Is he a bad friend? He shook his head.
"You can't be struck by lightning even if you do bad things. This evil will be struck by lightning, and Brother Fly will be struck to death by lightning if he is implicated."
Oh, so it turns out that this is a way of perishing together.
It seems that the fly is really hated by people. They always say that he was struck by lightning, but in the end he was actually struck by lightning. Does this count as a blessing on his part?
Starting from what happened with Tian Lingling, I have already confirmed that I have spoken out. I am no longer an ordinary person, but my self-understanding has not been improved yet.
Cai Gen thought to himself, let's help this grandson. He doesn't do things in an honest way, but he can be considered a friend for many years.
"Mom, can you come down and let us have a chat?"
Cai Gen said to Fly's shoulder. Fly didn't dare to move. He saw cold sweat flowing from the corners of his eyebrows into his eyes, and then he didn't dare to blink. It was very painful.
The old lady heard Cai Gen's words, but ignored him at all. She still sat on the fly's shoulder and stared at the fly viciously, as if to say, you can't do anything to me, I will die together with him.
Cai Gen really had nothing to do with the old lady who had decided to live privately. He looked at Xiao Sun and said,
"Xiao Sun, what can you do?"
Xiao Sun also looked helpless,
"Third uncle, if it was me 342 years ago, if I coughed, she would be gone. There is nothing I can do now."
Hey, if you have no choice, don’t brag about your past self and be humble.
Cai Gen said regretfully to Xiao Sun,
"Yesterday, there was a clerk from the underworld, Xie An, who was here, but it seems that he was silenced. If he is still here, there must be something to do."
When Cai Gen talked about Xie An'an, the door of the store was opened again, and Xie An'an and Xiao Qi walked in, but they didn't hold hands.
"Master Cai, are you calling me? I've been waiting at the door all day. It's really cold outside."
As he spoke, he rubbed his hands in a showy way, as if to show how cold it was outside, or to show off that he had two arms.
As a clerk in the underworld, are you afraid of the cold? Who are you showing this to? Is it for flies?
Xiao Qi is a good boy and shouted at Cai Gen,
"Hello Uncle Cai, I want to drink juice."
Well, drink up. Yesterday, I performed the play for myself. It was a pity that I had a second-hand fire extinguisher.
I really can’t understand these alien brain circuits. What does it mean to pretend to be dead yesterday and do it again today?
Cai Gen went to make a glass of juice. He didn't forget to train Xiao Sun and put it on the table for Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi immediately picked up the juice, said thank you and started drinking.
Cai Gen stared at Xie An'an,
"Lao Xie, are you waiting for tea? What should we do in this situation?"
Xie An'an also looked at Feifei's shoulder and understood what was going on at a glance. He said in that direction,
"Old lady, don't force me to do anything. Come down and talk to Master Cai."
The identity of the senior clerk in the underworld is still convincing. The old lady showed her figure, her expression showed fear and she was far away from Xie An'an.
As soon as Cai Gen saw that he had appeared, he could proceed to the next step. He found a dining table at the far end and asked the old lady and Fei Fei to sit down and start discussing.
Xiao Sun didn't go over and stared at Xie An'an,
"I've never seen you down there before. You're new here, right."
As a centuries-old spirit, Xie An was a little dazed when asked this question by an ordinary person, and nodded naturally.
"You started working down there more than 300 years ago, not too long ago. Who are you?"
Xiao Sun sighed, as if he had no interest in communicating with Xie An'an, but since he was here and was doing errands for Cai Gen, he could be regarded as a guest. He said perfunctorily,
"I'm a new waiter. You can call me Xiaosun, Grandpa Sun, or Grandpa Sun. You won't suffer any loss."
Chatting like this is very novel, and Xie An'an is not very used to it, but since he is Cai Gen's waiter and not an outsider, he doesn't dare to offend him, so he might as well choose something nice to say.
"Hello, Ancestor Sun, I am Xie An'an. You can call me Lao Xie or Xiao Xie. I am the senior clerk below."
Seeing that Xie An'an spoke well, Xiao Sun wanted to chat more.
"I haven't gone out for more than 30 years. Po Meng said she would lose weight last time. Has she succeeded now?"
That is Po Meng. At the most, she is the God of the Netherworld. At the most, she is a being on the same level as the King of Hell in the Tenth Palace. Who dares to touch the thickness of her waist? Who dares to ask her whether she has succeeded in losing weight?
Xie An An broke into a cold sweat and changed the topic,
"Grandpa Sun, are their talks going smoothly?"
When Xiao Sun heard this topic, he was very indifferent.
"Hey, whether it goes well or not, it's not my third uncle's fault. You are worried about performance, so why don't you go and help?"
Xie An didn't dare to participate even if he was beaten to death. Bai Wuchang had already given the order to die before he came here. The choice was entirely up to Cai Gen's own thoughts without any interference, otherwise his soul would be scattered and turned into farts.
This grandson is Cai Gen’s nephew? I’ve never heard of such a relative? Do you know Po Meng?
His identity is very suspicious. I must ask the leader when I go back this time. What does it mean that there is such a person beside Cai Gen?
However, the most important thing is to do your own thing well first. The leader's performance depends entirely on Cai Gen's mood.
He smiled coquettishly and pretended to be a carver next to Xiao Qi.
Xiao Sun didn't stay dumbfounded, he touched Xiao Qi's head, blinked, and went back to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Xiao Qi was touched for a while and felt terrified, as if she had been touched by something terrifying. Her cold body became even colder, her breath came out from her mouth, and her juice cup was covered with white frost.
This chapter has been completed!