Without the annoying spirit ghost, Wu Yahuan felt very relaxed. In order to let Ding Fan have a better rest, he offered to go back to sleep.
Ding Fan also returned to the room, waiting for the results of Leng Ling'er's interrogation.
Leng Ling'er kept going in and out of two soul cards. She was very busy and excited. She hadn't been so serious for a long time. But the interrogation hadn't been completed for such a long time, which showed that the two spirit ghosts also had a tough mouth.
After a while, Ding Fan was about to fall asleep, and then Leng Ling'er floated over, lying next to him humanely, with his head on his arms, and told the preliminary confession of the two ghosts.
They are all disciples of Huang Xianren in Dongqing Mountain. In fact, Huang Yao has many disciples and he accepts them quite casually.
Mei'er, also known as Gu Chunmei, became a spirit ghost after jumping off a cliff precisely because she swallowed the level-up pill, and stayed with Huang Yao for a long time.
The cause of Luo Chenxing's death was that he accidentally swallowed a special elixir. Therefore, he became a spirit ghost after his death. By chance, he was promoted to a third-level spirit ghost ten years ago.
The place where the Yellow Demon lives is within the underground spring in Dongqingshan Mountain. There is a palace complex called Kuixian Palace.
Luo Chenxing and Meier left there long ago. They have three hiding places in Jingyang City, the Treasure Welfare Institute, the Underground Palace and the Night Paradise.
Zhen'ai Welfare Home is gone, and the underground palace has also canceled the level-breaking games. Ding Fan asked: "Did they tell you where the Night Paradise is?"
"In the basement of the Xintiandi Building, they followed the arrangements of the man named Gong Yuntian, and there were three perverted men. They had practiced sorcery and their bodies were very strong and almost invulnerable." Leng Ling'er said.
According to the controller, Gong Yuntian was just a messenger. The three perverted men were the slaves he had met before. This was just a small gang.
"Are there no other people or ghosts?" Ding Fan asked again.
"They said no, and their confessions were consistent. By the way, I met a man named Du Laoxie before, and I don't know where he went now." Leng Ling'er said.
"Lending life, do they understand?"
"I asked, and they all said they didn't know and had never been involved in this matter."
"The images of the two are used to invade dreams, do they know?"
"I haven't asked yet, let's talk about it tomorrow night!"
Leng Ling'er declined, wanting to keep an excuse to continue torturing these two annoying people when they were bored. Ding Fan was not in a hurry. He was very tired from working late tonight, so he simply went to bed.
Early the next morning, Ding Fan drove Wu Yahuan to work. The two separated in the elevator and went to different floors.
As soon as he got out of the elevator, Ding Fan saw a familiar figure, wearing a snow-white sportswear and long braids, with his back to this side, looking into the fashion department.
There was no surprise at all, the little devil came to work again!
Ding Fan leaned against the wall and moved his steps carefully, trying not to make any noise.
But Sikong Ye still sensed it, turned around suddenly, and immediately rushed towards Ding Fan, while shaking up the big braid on the back of his head.
Ding Fan laughed, he couldn't hit it, he just couldn't hit it. He was as fast as lightning, opened the door and entered the office quickly, and closed the door behind him.
Boom, boom, boom!
The sound of violent slamming on the door was heard. Ding Fan finally opened the door, fearing that it would be smashed by Sikong Ye.
Chi Li heard the sound and came out. When she saw it was Sikong Ye, she turned around and went back.
Mind your own business!
Chi Li is not stupid, she knows that the two of them are messing around, and everyone is well aware of Ding Fan's special favoritism towards Sikong Ye.
"Brother Fan, why don't you come to work?"
After entering the house, Sikong Ye clenched her fists and was quite dissatisfied. In her simple thinking, she thought that Ding Fan was deliberately avoiding her.
"Why don't you come now? I went to the countryside." Ding Fan said.
"What are you doing?"
"Let's see if we can find a wife."
"What a liar! Can you still count the vixens around you?"
"Keep your voice down, don't be so unruly." Ding Fan frowned and spread his hands and said, "I earned some hard-earned money from studying Feng Shui."
"Lie me, everyone knows that you are a billionaire now!" Sikong Ye snorted.
Who is so mean-mouthed? Ding Fan almost cursed, but saw Sikong Ye turn his fist into a small open palm, "Senior brothers and sisters, I will give you 10 million first for free."
The tone was so loud that Ding Fan shook his head like a rattle, "Yi Zi, don't listen to their nonsense. They invested in buying a piece of land, and I just meddle with it. The shares can't be turned into money."
"real?"
"It's absolutely true."
"This time I went out with my sister and almost died in the desert. It was not easy. Before I left, you promised to buy me a car." Sikong Ye retreated and settled for the next best thing.
"Hey, brother, is it easy to make some money?" Ding Fan sighed and asked, "What car do you want to buy?"
"It doesn't have to be too good, just something like Bai Yifei will do."
"It costs more than one million. You are just a security guard. Ye Zi, before you leave, we agreed to buy something more ordinary." Ding Fan's eyes widened.
"One moment, another moment!" Sikong Ye said proudly, "Don't try to lie to me, I already know it. You made five million in the ring. Yes, you didn't embarrass the teacher."
Encountering an upright person, Ding Fan sighed, there was really nothing he could do. Fortunately, the little devil didn't know Fuyunju yet. Otherwise, he would definitely occupy it by force, and then blast Wu Yahuan and Ye Ducking out, or just throw them out of the window.
"Okay, tell me your choice!" Ding Fan sighed.
"Hey, you've made your choice!"
Sikong Ye didn't look at Ding Fan's face, took out his mobile phone and sent the picture.
This is a pink Maserati, and it’s a limited edition priced at 1.3 million!
"Yi Zi, it's so luxurious. It's better than my car. In this way, I'll buy it for you if it's less than 300,000 yuan." Ding Fan waved his hand.
"Okay then, I'll come back when you figure it out."
Sikong Ye was about to leave with her hands behind her back. Ding Fan quickly stopped her and patiently persuaded her, "Zi Zi, it's not that I don't want to buy it for you, but if I know about it, I definitely won't agree."
"This is what she chose for me! If you don't believe it, look at our chat history, it was sent by her!"
Ding Fan was completely confused as to where the sun came from. Although his family was well-off, it was not enough to buy a million-dollar luxury car. What was wrong with my sister to spoil Sikong Ye like this?
"Brother Fan, you're busy, I'm leaving!" Sikong Ye waved again.
"Buy it, who's to say not to buy it!"
Ding Fan endured the deafening sound of heartbreak and transferred the money to Sikong Ye.
Sikong Ye laughed happily, patted Ding Fan on the shoulder with satisfaction, and said with a wink: "Brother, don't feel at a loss, I am going to marry you anyway. My car is not yours?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Ding Fan immediately straightened his face, "The relationship between you and me is a pure brother and sister."
"Hey, if you don't listen to my sister, just wait to be beaten!"
Sikong Ye walked away with his hands behind his back, like a victorious general. Naturally, he stopped going to work and walked around to pick up his car as if there was no one around.