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

Who cares, as long as Wan Jianghe comes.

"Brother Jianghe, do you want to record a video together?"

Wan Jianghe looked down at the phone for a while now, and found that the self in the phone was about to turn into a snake face, and he really couldn't bear it.

"Forget it, come by yourself."

Hu Erhu laughed and said, "Brother Jianghe, you are just too thin-skinned to let go. As self-media, we have to be bold, open, and be different."

"Family, at ten o'clock tonight, what kind of truth is hidden in the mysterious Eleventh Middle School, and where have all the students who disappeared that year gone? At ten o'clock tonight, I will join Master Jiang He Decipher it for the family members, see you there..."

After recording the video, Hu Erhu sent it out.

"My handsome face will definitely attract more and more fans."

He put down his phone and said to Wan Jianghe, "Brother Jianghe, let's get ready and set off later."

"By the way, Erhu, get me some shells for the howitzer before, and my plane, have you done it yet?"

Wan Jianghe reminded.

"Brother Jianghe, are you serious? This thing is so interesting, and you still come to buy it. Could it be that your great-grandfather ran out of cannonballs over there, so he entrusted you with a dream to make more?"

"No, you're wrong. It's not a dream, but call me and ask me to get some more shells."

What Wan Jianghe said was serious.

Hu Erhu was dumbfounded, but he didn't take it seriously, and asked casually, "How many shells do you need?"

"Let's start with two thousand rounds. The speed should be fast. It's best to fix it for me in two days."

"No problem, when the time comes to withdraw the money, just give me an extra copy."

"it is good."

Wan Jianghe said lightly.

Seeing that Wan Jianghe agreed so readily, Hu Erhu still thought in his heart, since Wan Jianghe's live broadcast of catching ghosts, he must have been under too much pressure and had some hallucinations, right?
Do you want to find time to find a psychiatrist for Wan Jianghe?

Wan Jianghe's eyes fell on Hu Erhu, and found that this guy's eyes were a bit wretched, so he couldn't help but said, "Erhu, I'll take my mobile phone tonight, and you will be the anchor."

"Fuck, Brother Jianghe, don't make such jokes, I'm afraid..."

"I'm afraid, just put away your wretched gaze and hurry up and let me handle the matter."

After Wan Jianghe finished speaking, his cell phone rang suddenly. Seeing that the call was from an unknown number, Wan Jianghe pressed the answer button, and an extremely excited voice came from the other side: "Master Jianghe, ah..., you are really good tonight. I want to go to Eleventh Middle School, you are too good."

Wan Jianghe was absent-minded for a few seconds. After thinking about it for a while, he realized that the call was probably from the little girl.

"Little sister, give me a call, and I'll talk to Brother Jiang He."

"Okay, Master Jiang He, my sister will tell you."

"Ah."

"Brother Jiang He, I'm really sorry, my sister peeked at your phone and found out your number, causing you trouble, I..."

"It's all right, Joe."

"Then you pay attention to safety, please pay attention to safety."

"I will."

After Wan Jianghe finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Hu Erhu looked at Wan Jianghe and said, "Brother Jianghe, look at your eyes, are you in love?"

"You are so powerful, I will set up a street stall for you tomorrow, can you tell your fortune?"

"You, okay, I won't say anything, I'll go and read the messages from my family first."

Hu Erhu logged into his account and found that the video had received almost 20 likes since it was posted, and there were also many comments.

"Exciting, I finally went to Eleven Middle School tonight. I always wanted to know what happened in that school? Master Jianghe yyds."

"Fuck, is this video about a thin monkey? Could it be that he just came back from Thailand?"

"It's really like, Master Jiang He, you must stay away from Skinny Monkey, I feel that Skinny Monkey's orientation is abnormal."

"The skinny monkey has such a beautiful face, it's really shameless."

"Eleventh Middle School is still my alma mater. I hope the truth will come to light soon. It has been ten years..."

Many complained about the thin monkey, and many wanted to know the truth back then.

Private messages also exploded.

At this moment, Hu Erhu received another private message, "Brother, don't you think about the live broadcast of selling alcohol? Ours is a brand new way of thinking. Wine is strong and timid. There must be many people watching your live broadcast. Everyone watching, must be a little scared, what are you doing if you are scared? It must be drinking, as long as you drink, you must be more courageous, and you can continue to watch your live broadcast, don’t you think?”

When Erhu saw that the person who sent the private message was the Pan Ga Group, he said to Wan Jianghe, "Brother Jianghe, he's looking for us again."

"Pull black."

Wan Jianghe said lightly.

"Hey, Dama Monkey also sent a private message, saying that he will jointly promote a car with us, leather seats, legendary headlights, boss impressions, and give you the enjoyment of a king..."

"If you refuse them all, we will broadcast live to catch ghosts and do nothing else."

Wan Jianghe said lightly.

"I like this big horse monkey. I often bring fans to buy luxury cars at a low price. We can also ask her to buy them at any time. I can buy a BMW for 3 yuan, and a Mercedes-Benz for 1 yuan."

"Shut up and stop rambling."

Wan Jianghe said.

It's almost nine o'clock now.

"Let's have a supper before going. Anyway, it's about half an hour's drive from Eleven Middle School."

Hu Erhu said.

"okay."

Ever since Wan Jianghe's physical hardness has entered the level of "every day wear", his appetite has also been greatly improved.

After eating a simple supper, the time came to around 09:30 in the evening, Wan Jianghe drove, and Hu Erhu turned on the live broadcast software.

"Family, family, I miss you to death..."

The moment it was opened, thousands of people flooded into the live broadcast room, and in less than a minute, 1 people were online...

10 minutes, 20 people...

And the number is still rising.

Hu Erhu couldn't even see the barrage.

The closer to the Eleventh Middle School, the most people watched the live broadcast. When it was close to ten o'clock, the number of people online directly exceeded 200 million...

Two million people were online at the same time, watching Wan Jianghe catch ghosts live.

What a huge number.

At the same time, the number of fans is rising one after another, breaking through 500 million and approaching 600 million.

"Skinny monkey, shemale."

"+1"

"+1111"

"+111111"

There are more than 1 people who say the same thing.

Hu Erhu's face turned green, and he immediately adjusted his beauty back to the normal range.

"Family, don't wrong me, I'm really a good man, a real iron-blooded man."

After he finished speaking, he even started to sing "Hot-Blooded Man"...

The singing is simple.

Immediately, I brushed the words shut up, and it reached [-]+ again.

After he shut up, the two arrived at the gate of Eleventh Middle School.