Yang Lanlan's shadow of men in her heart is decreasing, which does not mean that it is completely eliminated.
Now there is a place to go, and there is only a sensible little girl's house.
There are no special people, and there are no men.
For her, it couldn't be better.
"Sister Lan Lan, you, don't think about it anymore?"
"Don't think about it.
With Zhang Chen as a companion, I am the most suitable.
"The two of them are, in a way, the same kind of people.
A fatherless and motherless, lonely and miserable.
A person who has a father and a mother equals nothing.
It is also adrift and hidden in the city.
Therefore, as soon as Yang Lanlan heard it, she knew that she didn't need to think about it.
"Okay, then I'll talk to Zhang Chen."
"Hmm."
Yang Lanlan's face was also cheerful.
Half of the problem was solved, and she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Zhang Chen began to resist a little, because she was not very familiar, and she was very wary of strangers.
However, she believes in Mao Xiaoyu and Luo Bo.
They're good people, and their friends aren't much worse.
What's more, Mao Xiaoyu repeatedly promised that she would go to see her from time to time, and she could also come to Zhuangyuan Lane with Yang Lanlan to play for a few days and stay for a few days.
The Immortal Pawn Shop is very leisurely, but it also needs to be watched.
Mao Xiaoyu is a buddy, and he is destined not to stay by Zhang Chen's side for a long time.
And Yang Lanlan just happened to resign, alone, and the conditions were perfect.
After trying to get along for a few hours, Zhang Chen nodded in agreement.
Back at Zhuangyuan Lane, it was already the beginning of the lights, and the night was low.
The banks of the Dongjiang River are crowded with people and laughter.
There are also street lights in Zhuangyuan Lane, but the light is very dim, and from a distance, it looks like a ghost movie scene.
"Boss, why is this place called Zhuangyuan Lane?
Have you been a champion before?
” "Yes."
"Where's the Champion Mansion?"
Luo Bo looked at the dim and dark Zhuangyuan Lane with his hands behind his back: "It has long been demolished and burned as firewood." ” Blowing the evening breeze by the river, Mao Xiaoyu was in a good mood, and talked a lot: "Boss, how many years have you lived in Zhuangyuan Lane?"
” "Hundreds of years."
"Has it changed a lot in hundreds of years?"
"Huh?
Not big, not too small. ” Mao Xiaoyu lowered his voice: "During the ten years of turmoil, Zhuangyuan Lane has not been affected, right?"
” "A little, but not much."
Luo Bo was proud: "Isn't this me?"
” "Okay, old branch, then I still have a question.
Why are you staying in this place?
Even if it's the junction of yin and yang, you don't have to work so yourself, right?
” The location of Zhuangyuan Lane is good, but in the end it is just an old alley, and the immortal pawn shop has no money to roll in.
"Because ......"
Luo Bo glanced at her and smiled: "Because I am willing." ” I'm happy to buy it!
Mao Xiaoyu dispelled her curiosity, shut up and didn't ask any more, and quickened her pace towards the pawn shop.
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The pawn shop was pitch black, and the doors were locked.
"Peanuts!"
Mao Xiaoyu was a little anxious, so she hurriedly opened the door and called loudly.
Luo Bo then said: "Don't worry, Peanut is fine." ” "Peanuts, peanuts ......"
Mao Xiaoyu glanced back at him, still calling loudly.
"Mom!"
Peanut rushed out of the stairs and pounced in surprise: "Mom, you're back." ” Mao Xiaoyu hugged him steadily, and smiled: "Peanut, mom is back."
Let mom see, have you lost weight in the past few days?
” Peanut jumped in a circle, proud: "Mom, I seem to be still fat." ” "Well, it's a little bit of meat.
It's cuter.
Mao Xiaoyu pinched him and was concerned: "Is the store okay?"
” "It's okay."
Mao Xiaoyu asked again: "Have you eaten?"
” "I've eaten it.
My uncle bought me a microwave and taught me how to cook hot food, and then there were a lot of half-finished cooked food in the refrigerator, and Mom, I can take care of myself. ” Mao Xiaoyu hugged him distressedly: "It's hard for my peanuts."
In the future, Mom will never leave you behind. ” "It's okay, Mom.
I'm really going to take care of myself.
Peanut also asked in turn: "How is the young lady?"
” "Alas, it's hard to put into words."
Peanut clapped his hands: "I want to listen, I want to listen." ” "Okay, let's go upstairs and talk about it."
Mao Xiaoyu felt guilty about peanuts and agreed.
Luo Bo stayed downstairs, turned on the air conditioner, and looked through the ledger.
He is an unobtrusive pawn shop, and the things that the living can pawn are limited, and it is not a busy city, so it is naturally deserted.
But the nearby demons and monsters come over from time to time to pawn things in exchange for the most needed supplies.
No, this made Luo Bo turn to a job that was about to expire.
A hundred years ago, the ghost of the Soul Division was a pen here, and the pen recorded by the Jewish Soul Division was used by no one in the mortal world, and there were many Soul Division, so he should be here in exchange for some pocket money.
After midnight, the ghost officer came.
It's an old ghost, with an old dragon clock, green eyes, and a very energetic look.
"Lao Luo, I'll redeem you."
"I thought you forgot, and I was about to ask a wanderer to remind you."
Luo Portyi also made a cup of tea and pushed it to him: "Taste, the best Longjing that is rare in the world." ” "Longjing, is it still the best?"
The ghost official didn't believe it: "Where did you get it?"
” "You don't have to worry about that.
Why, ask so clearly, afraid that I will poison you?
” The ghost officer was embarrassed: "Of course not."
I can't trust others, I can't trust you?
” It took a sip and smacked its mouth: "Well, it's Longjing, but it's not the best." ” "Hey, you can still taste the taste?"
"Nonsense is not.
I just taste the hobby of tea, even if I am a ghost, TOEFL, and from time to time I can taste the good tea brought by mortals, and my taste will not fade. ” Luo Bo smiled and nodded: "I see."
Mortals burn good tea, can you still get a piece of the pie?
” The ghost official's eyebrows and eyes jumped together, and he said, "Who made our Soul Division the oil and water department?"
” There are the most unjust souls, and they are also the most numerous and complicated.
If you go through the procedure or something in a lawsuit, you can't get around the Soul Division.
Therefore, the souls often dream of their family and friends in the world, and at the same time they will bring good wine and tea to open up the door of the ghosts.
Luo Bo smiled and nodded, understanding.
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"My pen is still there, right?"
"It's here, it's well kept."
Luo Bo took out a long and narrow box.
It's not a paper box or a gold box, it's a jade box.
Heavy and bright luster.
When it was opened, there was a brush lying inside.
At first glance, it's nothing unusual, and up close, it's not surprising.
This pen, as long as it is in the hands of the ghost officials, is magical.
After verifying that it was correct, the ghost official was right: "Say it."
What do I need to do?
” This was agreed upon by them a hundred years ago.
He pawned the pen, and got a large amount of pocket money.
On the day of redemption, if the pen is intact, he does not have to pay the custody fee.
Luo Bo can make a request to him.
As long as it's not too excessive, it's fine.
"Refreshing.
I just like to deal with cheerful people.
Luo Bo clapped his palm.
The ghost official corrected seriously: "It's a ghost, a refreshing ghost." ” Luo Bo smiled, and immediately straightened out: "I want to ask you to help me inquire about a person's past life, all the way back to the previous life of a thousand years.
No matter in this life. ” "Who?"
"Mao Xiaoyu."