Diao Fanshou let Wang Ling and Ye Qianfan into the room.
Ye Qianfan just stepped into the door and found that the room was full of paper figures and horses.
In the dimly lit night, coupled with the gloomy and cold surroundings, a glance at it was frightening.
Naturally, she did not dare Go in again.
"Aling, it's already so late.
We don't need to go in and do anything else.
We'd better act quickly."
Ye Qianfan said.
Wang Ling seemed to see the fear in Ye Qianfan's heart, patted her hand that was holding his arm tightly, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't worry."
Then, Wang Ling turned to Diao Fanshou and said, "Hey, Brother Diao, I will pay for letting you go out so late so that you won't run away in vain."
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Diao Fanshou said, "I'll take the key and leave."
Diao Fanshou ran upstairs, put on his clothes, took the keys, and ran downstairs again.
Wang Ling also poked his head to see if Miao Manni was also living here with Diao Fanshou, but he did not hear any second person's voice.
Diao Fanshou ran into the backyard from the side door and drove the hearse out.
There was barely room for three people in the front of the hearse, and there was a coffin-shaped rear compartment that could be sealed in the back, so the three of them could only sit in the front.
After Wang Ling and Ye Qianfan got into the car, Diao Fanshou started the car.
Ye Qianfan didn't want to be next to Diao Fanshou, so he sat on the right side of Wang Ling.
Diao Fanshou drove on the left and Wang Ling sat in the middle.
"Hey, how much does it cost to go to the funeral home?"
Ye Qianfan asked, tilting his head.
"Hey, little girl, what is money without money?"
Diao Fanshou said with a smile, "Brother Wang Ling and I are very destined.
We got along very well when we first met, and we went through adventures together, so don't talk about money." money.”
"How is that possible?"
Wang Ling said politely, "We are very sorry to let you come out in the middle of the night.
Besides, we have to go to a place like a funeral parlor, and we are already very grateful.
If you don't ask for money anymore, that's not okay. ” "It's okay, it's okay."
Diao Fanshou sneered, "Just give me whatever you want."
Ye Qianfan glanced at Wang Ling with a very strange expression.
Wang Ling somewhat understood what Ye Qianfan meant.
When they were in front of Diao Fanshou's house just now, Ye Qianfan asked Wang Ling if Diao Fanshou would get out of the car.
Wang Ling said that if Diao Fanshou refuses to leave, it means there is something wrong in his heart.
Now it seems that Wang Ling feels that Diao Fanshou is too eager to cooperate, which makes him feel that something is wrong.
This kind of excessive enthusiasm made Wang Ling feel that Diao Fanshou didn't seem to be innocent, but more like he was panicking or doing it deliberately.
Wang Ling remembered Mei Hexuan's comments about this man.
This guy is either really a cowardly and honest person, or he is a treacherous and evil person.
Wang Ling suddenly felt that asking Diao Fanshou to send them over for investigation was a stroke of genius, killing two birds with one stone.
On the one hand, he could investigate what he wanted to investigate overnight, and on the other hand, he could take the opportunity to observe Diao Fanshou's reaction.
Wang Ling was thinking about this, and chatted with Diao Fanshou on the way.
"Brother Diao, thank you so much for tonight."
Wang Ling said, "I really admire you and your sister-in-law."
"Ah" Diao Fanshou was puzzled, "Why do you admire us?"
"Of course I have to admire you."
Wang Ling said, "Actually, Brother Diao, you are absolutely right.
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Dealing with dead people is definitely not for the faint of heart.
We are all human beings.
Even if we have any special abilities, once there is any movement, , you are always scared.
Look at you, you often bring those people here at night without saying anything, and you also leave your sister-in-law alone at home.
It is really difficult for her.
My sister-in-law is also a bold person, otherwise, Aren’t you scared to be alone at home?”
"Uh, yes."
Diao Fanshou simply responded without a single word of explanation.
Wang Ling felt that Diao Fanshou's answer was too simple.
If he doesn't have anything to hide, why not take the opportunity to talk about his wife?
This made Wang Ling more and more suspicious that there was something wrong between Diao Fanshou and his wife.
Wang Ling was doing a stand-up comedy, and he talked a lot by himself on the road, but most of them were directed at Diao Fanshou's wife, Miao Manni.
However, this Diao Fanshou just kept silent to his wife, and just responded with a few casual remarks, perfunctory.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, Ye Qianfan shouted: “Oh, it’s so cold.”
Following Ye Qianfan's cry, Wang Ling also felt a sudden chill, and the direction of the attack was exactly Ye Qianfan's side.
Wang Ling's heart trembled and he turned his head hastily, frowning because he could clearly see a ghost smiling slightly at him right where Ye Qianfan was sitting.
"Eh?"
Wang Ling was secretly shocked, "If there is a ghost charm on Diao Fanshou's hearse, why can this ghost come in?"
Just when Wang Ling felt frightened, the ghost slowly raised his hand and greeted him.
Wang Ling recognized that the ghost was none other than Xing Chixin.
"What are you doing?"
Wang Ling stared at him, fearing that he would be detrimental to Ye Qianfan.
Xing Chixin did not answer, but still waved towards him.
"What can I do?
I'm cold."
Ye Qianfan trembled all over and leaned hard against Wang Ling.
Wang Ling could see clearly that all this was because the ghost Xing Chixin and Ye Qianfan were crowded together.
"Go away quickly" Wang Ling scolded seriously.
Xing Chixin's ghost was scolded by Wang Ling, and suddenly his head hit him.
The blood hole on his head gurgled out with blood and brain matter, leaving it on the car seat.
Wang Ling instinctively leaned towards Diao Fanshou and reached out to touch the blood on the car seat.
However, when his hand touched the car seat between him and Ye Qianfan, the seat was dry and there was nothing there.
No.
"Okay, you," Ye Qianfan said angrily, "I suddenly felt very cold, as if I was squeezing with you to keep warm.
Why are you talking so coldly?
I really don't know how to cherish this beauty."
Ye Qianfan got angry and turned away, looking out the window at the dark night.
Seeing that Xing Chixin's soul had left, Wang Ling took Ye Qianfan into his arms and coaxed: "I'm sorry, it's my fault."
It was still late summer, the ghost was gone, and Ye Qianfan soon stopped feeling cold.
She pushed Wang Ling's hand away and said angrily: "Who wants to listen to you?
I'm sorry and go away.
I'm not cold anymore."
Seeing that she was angry, Wang Ling had no choice but to lean into her ear and explain softly: "Don't be angry, I wasn't talking about you just now."
"You are obviously talking about me.
If you are not talking about me, who else can you talk about?"
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Ye Qianfan was still angry.
"You're talking about ghosts."
Wang Ling leaned his lips against Ye Qianfan's ears and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito's feet, "How could that cold air just now be so cold except for ghosts?"
As soon as Wang Ling finished speaking, Ye Qianfan screamed and plunged into his arms: