Meng Xingluan: "?"
She was busy running the Taoist temple every day, so why did she become passive and slow down?
The woman half-squinted her eyes, staring displeased at the sudden appearance of black and white.
Hei Wuchang added, "Master, didn't we agree to cooperate? You see, you haven't broadcast live for a long time, and now there is a long line of ghosts who are unwilling to reincarnate and have obsessions. It's very difficult for us to deal with!" "
There was a dark wind all around.
Meng Xingluan's waist-length black hair was messy, and a few strands of hair blocked her vision.
She stood up, raised her hands and tucked them behind her ears.
The fair and beautiful face was shrouded in indifference.
A cold voice sounded immediately, and his eyebrows were raised slightly.
"I also want to live broadcast, but there are always people who won't let me."
Bai Wuchang had a bad temper. He said: "Who won't let you live broadcast? Master, please let me know, and I will go and educate him now! Even Master dares to offend?! Are you tired of living?"
Meng Xingluan's presence undoubtedly reduced their workload.
Lonely ghosts with obsessions like that are the hardest to deal with.
If they were forcibly taken back to the underworld, they might cause big trouble, but if they were not taken away, would they just watch them turn into powerful ghosts and harm people?
In short, it is difficult to do ghost work these days.
Hei Wuchang from the side also helped: "Master, if you encounter this kind of problem, you can just call us. We can't delay your live broadcast to make a lot of money!"
This sentence sounds very false.
Delay her earning money?
I'm afraid she's afraid that if she doesn't broadcast live, it will accumulate workload and difficulty for them, right?
Meng Xingluan sees through it but doesn't say anything.
"You don't need to second-guess it, I already have a solution."
As soon as the words fell, a cold light flashed in the woman's eyes, and then she returned to calmness.
On New Year's Eve, Shu Liang knelt down and begged her.
Black and white Wuchang looked at each other, and both saw puzzled expressions on each other's faces.
After a few seconds, Hei Wuchang asked tentatively: "Master, you don't want to... kill someone, do you?"
"Does this look like that kind of person to me?"
Black and White Impermanence: So similar!
But on the surface, he shook his head again and again.
"Master, you look like a good person at first glance, how could you kill someone? You will go to jail for killing someone, right?"
"Uh-huh, at most, I'm half-dead and breathing a sigh of relief."
As soon as the words came out, Black and White Wuchang felt cold.
Master Meng, so terrifying!
He is worthy of being the only living person who can open the door to the underworld!
Those who don't have the foresight to offend her are simply asking for death.
The black and white impermanence left.
The cold wind dissipated, and the back mountain returned to silence again.
The flickering flames had been completely extinguished, leaving only sporadic flames flickering.
Meng Xingluan relit a stack of Ming coins.
This is burned to the impermanence of black and white.
Last time I agreed to pay for the hard work of finding someone.
Meng Xingluan left after all the coins in the plastic bag were burned.
As New Year's Eve approaches, the city center of Beijing is bustling with activity.
People were coming and going on the streets, and laughter lingered over the city.
At the end of the year, people who work outside the home go home to celebrate the New Year, and even the hostility online is much less.
Thanks to the banquet, Meng Xingluan was given new year's goods.
As soon as he arrived, the Huo family, Xia family, Wang family... and other wealthy families also came to send New Year gifts.
Suddenly the front yard of the Taoist temple was filled with valuable gifts.
Wang Tian directly and enthusiastically invited: "Sister Meng! Come home with us to celebrate the New Year this year! My parents also really want you to come!"
Huo Mingyue was not far behind, "Come to our Huo family! We won't visit relatives this year. If Sister Meng comes, we can still travel everywhere!"
Wu Yuan was more reserved than them, "Sister Meng, you can come to our house too."
Sheng Fan: "Sister Meng, grandma and the others miss you very much. They talk about you going back to Haicheng every day."
…
Xia Yu glanced at them.
"Senior sister is my senior sister. She should go home with me this year."
Several people started quarreling over where Meng Xingluan would spend the New Year.
Thank you banquet speech: "..."
This group of people is an eyesore.
And he has no emotional intelligence or vision at all.
Completely treating him like air.
The man's face was expressionless, and before he could speak, Meng Xingluan spoke.
"I already have arrangements for the Chinese New Year, so you don't have to argue."
The quarrel stopped immediately.
Everyone said "ah" in unison.
Xia Yu: "Senior sister, where are you going during the Chinese New Year? Aren't you in the capital?"
Xie Yanci also quietly pricked up his ears.
"It will be kept secret for now."
Meng Xingluan didn't tell anyone what she was going to do this time, including the thank-you speech.
None of them asked deeply, but they were just sorry.
"Sister Meng, you must come to our house next year!"
"You want to come to our house too!"
…
at the same time.
Haicheng.
The third year of high school is on half-month vacation, and they will go back to school to study after the Chinese New Year.
The entire apartment was empty and deserted.
There are only two people left in the family, Meng's mother and Meng Jin'an. In order to make money, Meng's father now leaves early and returns late.
The young man looked at the light dishes on the table with a gloomy expression, and sat there dryly holding his chopsticks.
Mother Meng has aged ten years. How can she still be as beautiful as before?
Neither mother nor son spoke.
In the end, it was Meng's mother who broke the deadlock.
"An'an, how are you studying? Are you sure you can get into college?"
Meng Jinan was last in his grade.
Even now it's too late to pick up the textbook.
Their class teacher said that at most he would get into a private college.
But after passing the exam, his family had no money to study for him.
Private tuition fees are very expensive. Even the most common private college tuition costs tens of thousands per year.
This is undoubtedly adding insult to injury for the current Meng family.
Meng Jinan answered vaguely, and then quickly changed the topic.
"How long will it take for sister to come back?"
"Yao Yao said she would come back with Yu Bai. An'an, don't be ignorant when the time comes. Now that your sister hasn't married into the Zhou family, you don't want to ask for money!"
Mother Meng couldn't help but give her son a warning.
Meng Jinan immediately retorted, "My sister is his fiancée, so why can't she give us money? If it weren't for Zhou Yubai's mother, how could our Meng family be in such a miserable state?!"
After the words fell, Meng's mother fell silent, her eyes couldn't help but turn red.
After a long while, she said: "An'an, your dad and I have already called Meng Xingluan, but she didn't answer and blocked us all. Do you think you should give her a call? Even before No matter how ugly things are, she is still related to us by blood. We owe her emotionally, but we still owe her materially!"
Meng Jinan's face turned even darker when he mentioned this.
He clenched his fists.
He asked in a dumb voice: "Mom, did she really spend our family's money?"
