A noisy cell phone ringing suddenly woke up Zhang Fan from his sleep.
"Who are you, staying up in the middle of the night, why are you going crazy, disturbing my sweet dream?" Zhang Fan cursed, touched his phone, and looked at it.
As soon as he sent Sandman away, Zhang Fan's dream changed. There were golden apples all over the floor. Just as he was about to step forward and pick up a few, he was woken up by the damn cell phone ringtone.
When he saw that the caller was Jia Bao, Zhang Fan's memory came to mind.
"Damn it, how could I forget this whole thing!" Zhang Fan slapped his forehead and finally remembered that he had forgotten something.
When he was at the transfer station, he communicated with Jia Bao through the survivor chat box, and promised to join him tonight to help him subdue a terrifying red-clothed ghost.
That's good. After being tortured by Gao Daqiang like this, he immediately forgot about it.
"It's already 23:18 now. I definitely can't make it so late. Forget it, forget it, I won't go. I'll apologize to him later." Zhang Fan looked at the time and found that it was already very late. In addition, he was sleepy and tired and didn't want to move at all, so he gave up the idea of supporting Jia Bao.
"I, Mr. Zhang, will break my promise once today. Well... forget it, I'm used to it. After all, this Jia Bao and I are not relatives. We sleep and sleep..."
Zhang Fan hung up the call without thinking, threw the phone aside, and continued to sleep.
He is going to pick up golden apples in his dream, and he should be able to pick them up this time...
But not long after closing his eyes, Jia Bao's phone call came again.
"Hey - Damn, it's not over, is it?" Zhang Fan was furious and was about to turn off the phone, but then he thought, if he turned off the phone like this, it would not be righteous enough. After all, it was his fault for breach of contract and breach of trust, so he had better tell Jia Bao. It's better to be clear, otherwise this guy will still keep calling.
If the noise made him impatient, Zhang Fan felt that he would not be able to help but fly over and kill him.
Speaking of this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but think of someone.
A damn guy.
The grandson teased Feng Hui before.
Recently, he has become more and more angry as he thinks about it. If the grandson is still alive, Zhang Fan thinks that he will be struck to death by lightning.
"What's wrong?!" Zhang Fan still answered the phone.
"Brother, it's great, you finally got through. It's great, my master, my ancestor, I beg you to come here quickly, I can't hold on anymore."
Jia Bao cried loudly, his voice full of fear and excitement.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan frowned, what was going on.
Could it be that something happened to Jia Bao?
Zhang Fan touched his chin, walked down the sofa unhurriedly, got himself a glass of hot water, and asked casually: "What's the matter? Tell me slowly. I'm listening to you."
"Slow...slow...huhuhu~"
"Can't slow down!!"
Jia Bao on the other end of the phone was out of breath, as if he might die at any moment.
"Help me! Help me!!"
"Come and save me, Uncle Zhang Fan. If you can come and save me, I can promise you anything." Jia Bao cried desperately.
"What?" Zhang Fan scratched his ear nonchalantly.
"I'm being chased by a red-clothed fierce ghost who owns the ghost realm. We can't fight at all. Please come and save me once. As long as you save me, I'll kowtow to you, treat you as your grandson, and give you a lot of money."
Jia Bao shouted desperately.
"ah?"
Zhang Fan pretended to be surprised, took a sip of hot water, yawned and asked, "The red-clothed ghost who owns the ghost realm? I can't beat him either!"
"If nothing happens, I will die."
The red-clothed fierce ghost who owns the Ghost Realm is very difficult to deal with, and he might end up in a tough fight.
Zhang Fan felt that there was no need to take risks for such a person he was not very familiar with. Wouldn't it be nice for him to just stay at home quietly?
Although he is not afraid.
But there is really no need to take action for someone you are not familiar with.
"I'm going to bed." Zhang Fan was about to hang up the phone.
"Don't hang up the phone, or I'll really be dead."
"Brother, no no no ancestor, as long as you save me, I can give you my most important amulet."
Jiabao cried in despair.
"I don't lack amulets now..." Zhang Fan refused.
"This amulet I gave you will allow you to locate the scariest and most powerful red-clothed ghost, bar none!!!"
"The most powerful red-clothed devil, the strongest... the strongest... none of them!!!!"
Jia Bao went completely crazy and desperately threw out all the information he could use, hoping that Zhang Fan would save his life.
"oh?"
Hearing this, Zhang Fan became interested.
Can the red-clothed fierce ghost be the strongest?
This is interesting.
How strong can this be?
Is it possible to go up to the sky and stand side by side with the sun, or go down to the sea to catch giant turtles?
"Tell me about it in detail. If you can convince me, I will go and save you." Zhang Fan said with a smile.
"Okay, okay, ancestor, I'm telling you, but you have to act quickly. The red ghost behind is getting closer and closer. I can feel that I am about to die." Jia Bao made an unpleasant cry.
"I drew this amulet through the lottery wheel. It took me ten draws to successfully collect all the accessories of this amulet, and I finally located the information about the strongest red ghost. But my strength is too weak. There is no way to contact them at all, so we came to Dazhe City to subdue the red-clothed ghosts."
"I really didn't lie to you, I swear to God!!!"
"I can't believe your one-sided words..." Zhang Fan refused again and did not listen to Jia Bao's words.
Who can't brag?
Young Master, I am still the leader of the Druid, the invincible rake of the bear, and the personal abductor of Julian.
The maze manager is still my sister.
What you said is so funny.
"I will give you 10 million yuan, plus two more Hades candles. I can give you all my amulets, as long as you can save me... I will promise you anything, and I will even give you Can I introduce you to my cousin who is divorced and has a child?"
Jia Bao begged desperately, hoping that Zhang Fan could save his life.
"Quickly pull her down. Why do I know your divorced cousin?"
"Goodbye, friend, you'd better go in peace. When you die, I'll burn more paper for you later." Zhang Fan's finger got closer and closer to the phone hang-up button.
"Don't worry, if you can save my life, I can even tell you... how to communicate with those trapped deep in the maze of hell, how to communicate with those survivors who cannot return to the human world... "
Jia Bao told all the secrets he knew in his heart.
