Burning paper for grandpa, the underworld economy was ruined by me

The fat old man was rather obese, wearing a white button-down shirt, that kind of old-fashioned Tang suit, with some beards, and a pair of glasses, I don't know if they were reading glasses.

Black pants and black shoes.

The whole person's attire is quite simple.

When Hu Erhu saw him, he smiled and said, "You are nicknamed Zhugouyilong, brother Zhuge."

When these words fell, the fat, silver-haired old man's face stiffened immediately, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said, "I am not a dragon of pigs and dogs, I am a dragon of Zhuge."

Hu Erhu smiled, "Mr. Pig Dog Yilong, my Mandarin is not up to standard, please forgive me."

"Zhuge, Zhuge...do you know?"

The fat silver-haired old man said with some excitement.

He was a little choked up by Hu Erhu.

"Okay, Brother Zhugou, let's not worry about these details, I have already ordered the dishes, and you will remember to pay later."

The fat, silver-haired old man suddenly had an urge to press this skinny monkey-like person directly on the table, smashing his head with a bang bang bang.

Wan Jianghe looked at Hu Erhu speechlessly, and then said, "That pig and dog brother, are you our fan?"

"I'm not familiar with pigs and dogs, it's Zhuge, the two big brothers."

"Brother Zhugou, you are too polite. You are older than us, and you still call us brother. I am really embarrassed."

The fat silver-haired old man couldn't help being a little autistic at this moment.

He looked at the two people in front of him, especially Wan Jianghe, and his heart finally collapsed. After the collapse, he decided not to struggle anymore.

Useless……

"Okay, let's not talk about this, I came to you this time for an important matter."

"Brother Zhugou, when catching ghosts, will you pay the 50 in cash or online?"

Hu Erhu suddenly interrupted him and asked.

The fat silver-haired old man's face turned green immediately, and he had the urge to bite his tongue and kill himself.

"Erhu, let Brother Zhugou finish."

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, brother pig and dog."

The fat silver-haired old man adjusted his emotions now, he felt that his high blood pressure was about to rise.

This has encountered two strange things.

"I also watched your live broadcast last night. I know that you are going to catch the ghost in the basement. To tell you the truth, that ghost is not your opponent's."

When Wan Jianghe heard this, he immediately remembered what the woman said last night.

Thinking of this, Wan Jianghe probably knew that the two should be together.

At this time, Hu Erhu also had some sense of smell, and then said: "Brother Zhugou, you are not here to find us to catch ghosts, you are here to deceive our feelings."

"The waiter hurriedly served the food, we have to leave after eating."

Hu Erhu shouted towards the door.

The fat, silver-haired old man looked a little embarrassed, "Don't worry."

"We are not in a hurry, no matter what, you will pay for the meal."

Hu Erhu added.

"If you don't want to die, don't go to the basement. We have already checked that the evil ghost in the basement is at least a third-level ghost. I also watched your live broadcast last night. You are not an opponent. I advise you You better give up, lest you lose your life in vain."

Wan Jianghe glanced at the silver-fat old man and said, "Brother Zhugou, do you eat too much salt?"

"Ah, what do you mean, I didn't eat salt?"

"Then you don't care about the 'salty' thing."

Wan Jianghe scolded the fat silver-haired old man.

The fat silver-haired old man suddenly felt wronged, he came to save the life of the young man in front of him.

As a result, the young man in front of him didn't appreciate it at all.

If he hadn't been a person who cherishes talents, he would have left by now.

"me……"

"What are you? The food is here. Let's talk about it after dinner."

Neither Hu Erhu nor Wan Jianghe had breakfast.

This meeting was very hungry, and after the food was served, the two of them ate it very quickly.

Neither of them listened to what the fat, silver-haired old man said.

After eating, he burped, and Hu Erhu called the waiter and said, "Check out."

The waiter came in and asked, "Which gentleman will pay?"

"Brother Pig Dog."

Hu Erhu pointed at the fat old man.

Then he called Wan Jianghe and left.

The silver-haired fat old man looked at the backs of the two and felt that it was too difficult.

Today's young people have too much character.

"Mr. Pig Dog, how do you pay here?"

The waiter brought the fat silver-haired old man back to his senses.

He immediately shouted: "I am Zhuge, Zhuge, do you know?"

The waiter looked confused.

After the fat silver-haired old man settled the bill, he left the restaurant.

A black and low-key commercial vehicle was parked by the side of the road, and the fat, silver-haired old man sat in it. The beautiful woman driving the car asked, "Mr. Zhuge, how is the matter going?"

"The talk wasn't very good, the two of them were simply out of touch."

The woman's complexion changed slightly, but she didn't answer.

"Let's go, find a small noodle shop ahead, I'll have some noodles."

"Didn't you eat just now?" the woman said in amazement.

Speaking of this, the fat silver-haired old man felt bitter in his heart, and immediately said: "Don't ask, you will feel sad if you ask, hurry up and find a noodle shop, and I will fill it up."

"Okay, shall we still take care of this matter? Mr. Zhuge?"

"It's okay, we still have to take care of it. We can't just watch a talent being killed by a ghost like this. Now our association needs such young blood."

"But……"

"I know that these two people are a bit stubborn, especially like that skinny monkey with a glib tongue, so I plan to rescue them when they are in the most danger, and let them know what it means to be as tall as a mountain, and to understand Understand how to respect others."

After saying this, the fat silver-haired old man let out a long breath.

……

In the car, Hu Erhu said: "Brother Jianghe, I'm really sorry this time. I met people in a bad manner. I didn't expect to meet such a fat old man. It's really a dog meddling with a mouse."

"He's actually right."

Wan Jianghe said calmly.

When Hu Erhu heard this, his complexion changed drastically, and he immediately said: "Brother Jianghe, don't make such a joke, is there really a third-level evil spirit in the basement of the haunted house on Zhihe Road? If we go up tonight It’s gone, isn’t it that there is no return.”

"I don't know if you can come back after you go, but I can come back anyway."

When Hu Erhu heard this, he couldn't help rolling his eyes immediately, and said, "Brother Jiang He, don't make such jokes, it's frightening to death."

"Then are you going up tonight?"

Wan Jianghe asked.

Hu Erhu thought about it for a while, looking nervous, then gritted his teeth as if he had made up his mind and said, "Go, why not go, for the sake of my family, I must be there on time for this live broadcast tonight."