Cloud ink looks up and down at Han Dacheng, reaches out his hand and touches Han Dacheng's soul body: "it tastes like soul inducing grass. Did you eat soul inducing grass before you died?"

Han Dacheng's face was muddled: "what's that?"

"It's Ganoderma lucidum." Brother Zhao put in a sentence outside the window: "it's still hundreds of years old, wild."

Han Dacheng suddenly realized: "yes, I did. I was not healthy when I was a child. At that time, my family was ok, so I bought this for me."

Because it was too expensive, he remembered even after so many years of death.

Yunmo nodded. It's no wonder that the hundred year old wild soul guiding grass can't be found. Eating it can strengthen the soul, but for other souls, especially the weaker ones, it can lead the soul instead. Because it's comfortable to stay around him, so it's gathered in the past.

However, this is not enough to make the soul out of the body.

"I don't have the patience to ask more when I finish at one time."

"Yes, my Lord, I said, I just want to see Tuan Tuan, so I learned the skills for so long. A few days ago, I finally learned to dream. I went into her dream to play with her. I knew that it was my first time to dream. If I didn't master the skills well, I just... Just..." Han Dacheng was ashamed.

Next to Han Yu and Xu Lili listen to this, simply do not know what to say.

How can there be such a confused father? However, Master Chu said that in order to protect Tuan Tuan, his father had to work hard to protect him. Thinking about this, they could not be angry, only could not laugh or cry.

Yun Mo shakes his head and falls into a dream. This is really the main point of cultivation. Lao Han's soul body falls into a dream too reluctantly. On the contrary, it disturbs Tuan Tuan's soul and makes her come out unconsciously.

"No sense of propriety." Cloud Mo cold face scolded a.

Han Dacheng's head is going through the floor.

"Hahaha, my Lord, Lao Han hasn't been honest. He's playing with his granddaughter and other things. He's sorry to tell you." Brother Zhao suddenly put in a word with a smile on his face.

Han Dacheng was flustered and waved his hand: "no, I don't have it."

At this time, Han Yu finally couldn't help it. He rushed over to Han Dacheng and said, "Dad, if you have something to say, just say it while Master Chu lets us see you. Otherwise, we will be scared to death when Master Chu leaves and you come here so many times."

Xu Lili also nodded: "we have nothing to do with you. Don't hurt us. We have to be 40 years old to have Tuan Tuan. If you make a mistake and kill her, what's the difference with killing us? Dad, we know you love Tuan Tuan, but if you have something to say, don't stammer. "

Looking at Han Dacheng's hesitation and concealment, they can't help but face the death of their father, who has been dead for more than ten years.

Han Dacheng was a little embarrassed and a little annoyed by them. He stood up and said to them: "it's not because you two don't burn paper for me. Do you know that life below is also about money. It's ok if you don't burn paper for me and your mother on New Year's day and Tomb Sweeping Day. I can't afford to live in the house below. Now I'm wandering everywhere.

I can live happily, and your mother can live with me like this. You two have no conscience. You inherit the incense. You inherit the incense for us. I've worked so hard to raise you. It's better not to raise you. I'm so angry. "

Han Yu

Xu Lili

After a long time, the two of them recovered and looked at each other. Han Yu said, "Dad, you didn't teach me to believe in science since I was a child. Don't be obsessed with the new and get rid of the four old feudalism. You also said that when you are old, you absolutely don't want us to burn paper for you. You should be firm in materialism. We... We do exactly what you told us."

"Poof." Big orange couldn't help laughing.

It turns out that this is self inflicted.

Cloud ink also did not resist to hook the corner of the mouth.

Han Dacheng's spirit was almost embarrassed to smoke. He became angry and said: "that was the time. Now the country has taken the Tomb Sweeping Day holiday, and the country has recognized it. Why don't you burn it for us? Why? "

Han Yu was helpless: "Dad, it's a small matter to burn paper. You're in Tuan Tuan's dream for this matter. If you have this request, you can give me a dream. Tuan Tuan is so small. What's the use of looking for her."

"Tuomeng, I've entrusted you several times. Have you heard that?" Not to mention that it's OK. When it comes to Han Dacheng's anger, his son is too obedient to be taught. He doesn't believe in the theory of strange power and chaos. The effect of daydream is nothing.

Han Yu

I think so.

Things clear, cloud ink lazy to listen to their family quarrel this, looked up and dropped a: "remember to play money." Then turn around and get ready to leave.

As a result, when I turned around, I found that there were almost dozens of undead people, old and young, kneeling behind her.

By the undead people kneel down, cloud ink has long been used to, toward the kneeling of a group of ghosts nodded, step away.

That kneeling in front of an old man, see this and fear and nervous toward cloud Mo banged a few heads, full face beg Ken mouth: "adult, adult, also ask adult help us."

As soon as he said this, a kind of ghost kneeling behind him also paid homage to the cloud: "please help us."

Cloud Mo steps out of the step to pause, what can let so many ghosts kneel to her for help at the same time, is there a devil to make trouble?

At the thought of possible ghosts, cloud ink instantly came to the spirit, face dignified: "say."

If there are ghosts, she can eat them.

Dozens of ghosts kneeling saw that yunmo was so easy to talk. They were surprised and happy to shirk responsibility for each other for a moment. At last, the old man who just opened his mouth said: "your honor, it's like this. We want to ask you to help us, give our children and grandchildren a dream, and let them burn some paper money for us."

The spirit of the cloud ink ready to catch ghosts to eat, half a day did not respond: "burning paper?"

"Yes, my Lord, you don't know that it's hard to live down now. We have to spend money on everything. We have stayed in the underworld for too long. The money we brought with us has already been used up. Our son and grandson don't remember to burn us some. They are poor."

"Yes, some of them believe in science and think that the underworld is nonsense. Some of them are lazy. They just burn something and finish it. But with the severe inflation these years, that little money is not enough."

"My Lord, we are miserable. If we want a house without a house to live in, if we want to eat or not, if we want to spend some money to find out when it's our turn to reincarnate, we can't pay any inquiry fee."