Miffel and Lang Zixuan were both surprised. When they were about to go in and knock down the tower to catch the ghost, Nazha did say this, saying that there was a reward of 50 million for entering the tower and catching the ghost king. However, the ghost king was not caught.
But every cent is worth it. It seems that Nazha is very generous!
Lang Zixuan asked: "What else did Master Nazha say?"
The officer said: "The National Master said that if Mr. Lang has rested well, he will invite you to the State Banquet Hotel for a banquet in the evening. We will send someone to pick up some masters later."
Lang Zixuan nodded: "You go back first, let's prepare!"
The officer saluted and went out. As soon as the door closed, Miffel flipped over with the check and laughed: "I didn't expect that I made a windfall, which can be enough for me to squander it for a while!"
Lang Zixuan said: "That person's money is used to eliminate disasters for others. If the ghost king defies heaven and will not be destroyed for a day, Nazha will have trouble sleeping and eating. You took more than 100 million, but you have to sacrifice your life for other people's money."
Miffel stopped her smile and said, "I only take 50 million."
Lang Zixuan said: "We in Maoshan have rules. We are not allowed to make money through magic. We don't want this money. If you want to take it, you can take it. If you don't want to take it, give it to others in exchange."
Miffel looked at the numbers above. Although she was not a money-loving person, she was overjoyed to get so much money all of a sudden. She said, "If you don't want me to have it, you earned it with all your efforts. Why do you give it back? Do you think I'm going to give it back?"
Is it that fool Lang Shuoyang?"
Lang Zixuan glared at her and said, "Go and see if that fool is awake. If not, we can go to the hospital."
Miffel wrapped her hands around her chest and said, "Let's go together, I'm afraid he hasn't recovered yet."
The two quietly came upstairs and took a look at the door. Lang Shuoyang was sitting on the bed, holding a pear ball in his hands and playing with it back and forth. The two looked at each other, shook their heads and said, "Let's go to the hospital!"
When they arrived at the largest hospital in Longcheng, they examined Lang Shuoyang from head to toe. Finally, the doctor said: "You two ladies, your friend is as strong as an ox, and there is nothing wrong with his body! However, the mental diagnosis will not be available until two weeks later."
As a result, everything is normal now and he can go back."
After leaving the hospital, Miffel asked Lang Shuoyang: "I'm a hot boy, are you pretending to be crazy? Don't let me know that you are pretending. If you let me know, you will definitely look better than you!"
Lang Zixuan looked at Lang Shuoyang's innocent face and said, "I hope he is pretending! If he is really mentally ill, it will be difficult to cure!"
Lang Shuoyang smiled and said: "I'm fine, what kind of mental illness did I have? By the way, where did Yi Nan go? That girl just doesn't listen to me. She always suspects that I'm having an affair with someone else, so she likes to run around. Longcheng is very chaotic now."
, let her come back quickly!"
Miffel and Lang Zixuan looked at each other, feeling sad.
After getting on the elevator, Lang Shuoyang suddenly raised his nose and sniffed the buttocks of a nurse in front of him, and said, "It's yin!"
The nurse turned back and glared at him.
Lang Zixuan quickly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, my brother loves to joke."
Lang Shuoyang said: "I'm not joking, she really has a yin energy. This woman must have slept with a ghost!" Then he stretched his neck to smell the female nurse's butt.
The female nurse was anxious, and turned around and slapped her, but Miffel grabbed her wrist and said, "Sister, don't be impulsive, be careful if you slip away." As she said that, with a slight push of her fingers, the nurse said, "Mom, don't be impulsive."
"Ah!" he shouted, causing the tray in one hand to fall with a "clatter". Just at this time, the elevator door opened, and the nurse quickly broke away from Miffel's hand, turned around and ran out without picking up the dropped things.
Lang Zixuan bent down to pick them up and saw that they were two blood bags containing very fresh blood.
Lang Zixuan frowned, glanced at the button the nurse pressed, and asked, "Where is the bottom floor?"
Miffel and Lang Shuoyang had come here to look for the body before. Thinking about it, they said, "The bottom floor is the morgue, the morgue. We have been here before, there is nothing else!"
"Sending blood to the morgue?" Lang Zixuan looked at Miffel in confusion, Miffel looked at Lang Shuoyang, and Lang Shuoyang said: "She must have been slept by a ghost!"
Lang Zixuan said: "Let's go and have a look."
When they reached the first floor, the three of them didn't go down. They sat on the fifth underground floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, a cold wind blew in, creating a gloomy atmosphere.
The three of them came down and walked along the corridor. Miffel was familiar with the road and brought Lang Zixuan to the door of the morgue.
The door of the morgue was still the same two iron doors with long strips of glass. Lang Zixuan lay on it and took a look. It was lit with incandescent lamps and was pale. The color inside was very plain and quiet.
Lang Zixuan bent her fingers and tapped it twice. After a while, an ugly old face was lying on the door. It was the same corpse-taker from before.
Lang Zixuan pointed to the door insert and motioned for the old man to open the door. The old man shook his head and waved his hand.
Miffel took out the 150 million check, stuck it on the window, and showed it to the old man. After looking at it for a long time, the old man spat on the window and turned to leave.
Lang Zixuan said: "He must think you are holding a ghost coin." After saying that, he took out a 100-yuan Long coin from his pocket, pasted it on the window, knocked on the window twice more, and the old man walked out a few steps.
I looked back, and when I saw one hundred dollars, my eyes suddenly lit up and I came back.
He looked at the banknote carefully, then shook the window with his hand to remove a small gap in the glass, then pointed at Lang Zixuan's money, and then pointed at the gap, meaning to ask Lang Zixuan to take the money out of the gap.
Stuff it in.
Miffel said: "It's over, this old man has gained wisdom after learning every step of the way. He was fooled by the hot boy last time, but this time he will not let go of the eagle when he sees the rabbit!"
Lang Zixuan smiled and said: "A hundred yuan tip is not much, so just give it." Then he stuffed it in.
The old man had borrowed money, looked carefully at the lamp and confirmed that it was real money. With a sly smile on his face, he put the money in his pocket, turned around and walked back.
Miffel was so angry that she slapped the window. The old man turned around, glared at Miffel, and raised his fist.
Miffel was so angry that she was about to kick the door. At this time, she heard the sound of "kick, kick, kick, kick" footsteps behind her. Miffy and Lang Zixuan looked back and saw Lang Shuoyang running over like a wild bull. The two of them quickly ducked, and Lang Shuoyang turned around.
With a sudden movement, his arm hit two iron doors, and the glass on the door suddenly shattered. The two iron doors flew out, taking the old man who was watching the corpse with him, flew seven or eight meters away, and fell to the ground. The old man was lying on the door.
Down below, they were crying for their father and mother, and yelling at each other.
Lang Shuoyang followed a somersault and turned in, jumping up and sniffing like a dog.