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Chapter 1942 A flash of inspiration

In fact, the old lady’s own problems are easy to fix. Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem at all.

The old man wants to see a doctor, so Wang Zan just gives it a lot of money. He can't find a good hospital and a doctor, so he is responsible for tying and contacting him.

Only behind, how can I let my daughter stay with her until death? It seems a little difficult. If this woman had just passed away and had not yet passed the first seven, it would be easy. Just leave her soul behind. There are so many lonely ghosts in the world, and this one is not bad.

But now the other party is already in the underworld, and the two of them can only meet and contact each other by blindly letting her live on the old lady. However, as the old lady's body grows, she can't withstand such heavy yin energy at all.

After drinking some wine in the evening, I didn’t think of a way. The next day, Wang Zan and Er Xiao went to the wreath shop again. Wang Zan was still thinking about it at this time.

In the afternoon, the grandma came to the store at the same point and bought ten bundles of paper money to leave. The other party seemed to have not recognized him after seeing him. After all, the one who actually talked to Wang Zan last night was her daughter, and the old lady might have forgotten it long ago.

Wang Zan rubbed his face and said, "I'm a little angry, but I didn't expect that, how should I talk to her tonight?"

"Haha, if it really doesn't work, just squat outside the old lady's alley. If you come, just intercept one?" Er Novel said.

Wang Zan glanced at him and said, "I don't have the time to wait for the rabbit. Besides, the person who intercepts Hu must go to the land temple in Chongming. I'm just figuring out the flowers for people. I can't write Bai Pu's name on the merit book. Don't give me bad ideas there."

While the two were chatting, a truck was parked outside the store, and a store looked outside, then said to the second novel: "Boss, it's the delivery guy, let's go out to pick it up."

"Well, go ahead, remove the things and leave some downstairs, and put the rest in the warehouse upstairs." Erxiao gave an order, then came to the counter to collect the purchase money.

Wang Zan turned his head and looked out, and saw two clerks moving downwards to burn paper, ingots, money, paper men, etc.

More than ten minutes later, a bunch of goods were moved in from the store. Second Xiao and the clerk counted. Wang Zan sat aside and looked at him bored for a long time, and his eyes fell on the pile of paper people standing by the wall.

"This thing..." Wang Zan stood up and walked to the corner of the wall. After taking a look, his eyes gradually lit up.

A vague thought gradually took shape in his head.

That night, Wang Zan went to the old lady's house again, but this time he didn't say much to the other party, just told her, don't come here tomorrow night, you are waiting for me at the other end of the Naihe Bridge in the underworld, at the end of the Huangquan Road, and I will meet you at that time.

Wang Zan wanted to go to the underworld to talk to the other party, so that the words would be more convincing, because Wang Zan could go to the underworld and clearly showed his strength.

One day later, Wang Zan flew directly from Shanghai to the airport more than 200 kilometers away from Chaoge in the morning. After getting off the plane, he took a taxi and went to Wangcun's home.

Nowadays are not ups and downs, and they are not in line with the festivals opened by the Ghost Gate. It would be very difficult for Wang Zan to go to the underworld, unless he ran to Fengdu. Fortunately, there is a Ghost Gate in the tomb of the ancestors in the backyard of Wangcun's home that can be opened at any time.

When he got home, Wang Zan first bought two bottles of good wine and some cooked food outside before going back. The old man Wang Xianzhi has no hobbies on weekdays, and at most he can only drink a few sips. As for other elderly people, they basically have no interest.

Seeing Wang Zan come back, Wang Xianzhi's old face showed a rare smile. Wang Zan said softly: "Grandpa, cook two less dishes tonight, and my grandson will drink some with you."

"good……"

At dinner, Wang Zan and Wang Xianzhi drank to each other. The two of them were just gossiping. He mainly told the old man about his experiences during this period. Wang Xianzhi listened a lot and would occasionally interject a few words. The rest was that he was drinking.

Wang Zan didn't dare to drink too much because he was going to the underworld. After drinking half a pound, he stopped just after feeling a little drunk. If he ran to the underworld in a misunderstanding, it would be bad if he did something happen again.

Although the Wang family has a good relationship with the underworld now, if you can save some trouble, be honest.

At midnight, Wang Xianzhi was already asleep. The old man didn't care about why he wanted to go to the underworld. As for worrying, it would be even more impossible.

Wang Zan walked into the ghost gate in the tomb, and the next moment he appeared in the underworld, and then walked up the Forget River to the end of the Naihe Bridge.

Wang Zan saw a group of dead souls lined up to the bridge, surrounded by guarding ghost soldiers, and Meng Po was carrying soup on the bridge. All of this seemed to have not changed much from the last few times he came to the underworld. The world was almost always the same.

Wang Zanqiao waited for about half an hour, and then saw a woman floating over. After waiting for the other party to approach, the woman's eyes suddenly became surprised, with obvious incredibleness.

This woman is in her twenties, she is very thin and has a pretty appearance, and is quite gentle like a southern girl.

This is the old lady's daughter who died early. She didn't seem to expect that Wang Zan said last night that she would come to the underworld today to see her, and the person would really come over.

"Who are you..."

Wang Zan said: "What am I doing? You don't have to worry too much. In short, I have no malicious intentions towards you and your mother. Otherwise, I wouldn't have made a special venture to see you in the underworld. I just want you to see my sincerity."

"Then what do you want? Since you can come to the underworld, you obviously have much more skills than me. I don't think you have anything that I can help." The woman was quite surprised. Wang Zan was able to freely travel between the underworld and the living world. This skill was definitely small, and she would not think that the other party was asking her for divination.
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