Showdown: Hanba is hiding in my house

Chapter 90 Reinforcement
"Brat, you're surfing the Internet again, why don't you go to school?!"

In the Internet cafe, an old man with crutches but in good spirits appeared in front of Shen Lang. Shen Lang was playing games enthusiastically: "I don't know you, who are you!"

"Are you looking for a beating?!" The old man grabbed Shen Lang's ear as he spoke.

Shen Lang immediately grabbed and leaned out, but was blocked by the old man with a cane. The old man sneered: "I taught you all your kung fu, and you still want to deal with me?"

Snapped!
Shen Lang was directly locked by a joint, pressed against the computer desk and unable to get up.

The network manager quickly said: "Mr. Shen, I didn't see it before. Your grandson stole his father's ID card to access the Internet. You should take it away quickly. Don't break our monitor like last time. This is a newly bought one." A batch of LCD screens are too expensive."

"Huh?" The old man glared at him, dragged his grandson to the outside of the Internet cafe.

The guests surfing the Internet all around also laughed. After all, it is rare for parents to arrest junior high school students, and it looks very enjoyable.

Shen Lang felt very embarrassed and came outside the Internet cafe. He tilted his head and stared at his grandfather matter-of-factly: "Why did you hit me in front of so many people?"

"Your teacher has found his home! You're so stupid!"

"I just don't learn your old skills, is it interesting to be with dead bodies every day?!" Shen Lang said loudly.

Mr. Shen glared angrily: "You are the only boy in our old Shen family. You don't inherit my skills. Are you trying to make the Southern School drive away the last generation of corpse artisans?"

"That has nothing to do with me, you forced my parents away, do you still want to force me away?" Shen Lang said.

As soon as these words came out, old man Shen's body shook for a while, his eyes immediately turned red, and he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Shen Lang realized that he had said the wrong thing: "Old man, what era are we in now? How much money can a corpse exterminator make? I might as well go to a technical school after graduating from junior high school and learn a craft. Besides, Now that they are all cremated, who would choose to have their bodies taken home for burial?"

"Are you really unwilling to learn the art of exorcism?" It was Mr. Shen who stared at his grandson.

Shen Lang clenched his fists tightly, and lowered his head: "Master, do you know... because we opened a paper doll shop, and since elementary school, other children have excluded me, calling me unlucky... I don't have many Friend, who would be friends with a man who deals with dead people?"

"You don't have to choose to chase away the mortician, but skipping classes and surfing the Internet is not an option." Old Man Shen said, with a lonely expression, he walked towards home.

When Shen Lang saw his old man's expression, he regretted it very much, feeling that he shouldn't have said those words.

But he also had a hard time apologizing.

Back in the shop, the old man continued to tie his paper figurines, even though no one came to buy paper figurines anymore.

Since Jiangcheng came up with new regulations, saying that things can no longer be burned randomly, funerals in many places have been simplified. Naturally, the paper maker business has also disappeared.

In the past, the old man could make a lot of money a month, but these days he is making less and less money.

And prices are getting higher and higher.

When Shen Lang returned to the shop, he helped the old man make paper figurines neatly. The old man smiled: "Boy, are you still angry?"

"Master, the price of pork has risen like this, and the price of many things has increased. Why are the prices of our paper figurines still the same as before?"

"The paper man is not only for money, but also for the memory of the dead." The old man glanced at his grandson and said.

Shen Lang was thoughtful and was about to say something, but at this moment he heard someone calling himself.

"Alang! Alang!"

The scenery in front of him changed immediately, and Shen Lang took a closer look and found that he was still under the tree, but when he touched his face, he was already in tears.

"You have been cursed by that Huang Daxian!" She Manman said, she was out of breath, and there was a large piece of residual tree roots on the ground.

Shen Lang realized that the moment he looked at Huang Daxian just now, he was actually trapped in his own memory.

Those are all real memories, and he still regrets the incident of surfing the Internet and contradicting the old man.

The feeling is that Huang Daxian used his own memories to control Shen Lang.

"My dear grandma!" Shen Lang was furious. After all, the things about grandpa in his memory are precious, and they are the treasures of his life, which are hard to find!
How could he not be angry if some evil spirit used this memory now?
Looking at the sealing pillars, two of the six pillars have already collapsed, and now Long Xueqi and the old beggar obviously still need some time to completely wipe out the old Huang Daxian.

Just when Shen Lang and the others were overwhelmed, a silver-haired woman suddenly broke into the battlefield. The silver-haired woman moved strangely. As soon as she came to the battlefield, she overturned a huge lynx.

The lynx rolled to the ground, in a panic, and tried to stand up several times, but was pressed down heavily.

Shen Lang thought it was some other zombie, but after a closer look, he discovered that it was Mai Meng!
Mai Meng was wearing a turban, trying to hide her face, but the evil wind blew her turban away.

A face as furry as a teddy appeared in front of everyone.

Just at this time, Mai Meng didn't intend to think about anything, she said: "Brother, left!"

Shen Lang suddenly looked to the left, and saw a lynx attacking him. He quickly rolled up the yin and yang lock, wrapped the lynx around its neck, and pulled it under his feet, pressing down on its neck with his knees .

The lynx struggled, but couldn't break free.

"Mengmeng." Shen Lang was overjoyed, the reason why he was happy was because Maimeng was able to come out.

But Mai Meng covered her face: "It's ugly, don't look..."

"What's the matter with this zombie?"

"It's Dumb Girl, it seems to have sensed my anxiety, and then...evolved." Mai Meng said.

"Can it still evolve?" Shen Lang was amazed, but he didn't ask further.

On Dashu's side, a crack appeared on the third stone tablet, and it seemed that he could not hold on anymore. At this time, the sloppy Taoist priest opened his nine palaces and tried to suppress it with Taoism.

"It's not good, it has absorbed too much Yin Qi, and it's almost... coming out soon!" The sloppy old man insisted through gritted teeth.

"Raoshengtian Clan Formation!" A voice shouted, appearing from a distance.

Everyone turned their heads, only to find that an old man with white beard and hair had appeared. The appearance of the old man made the sloppy Taoist elated: "Brother, you really came!"

"Aqiang, I guessed that you wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to get rid of the miasma in this misty mountain." The old man came in front of the sloppy Taoist priest, and the two brothers cast spells together, only to see the first crack that was about to crack. The three stone tablets actually began to repair themselves.

"Please perform magic tricks, old mother of Li Shan!" Another shout came.

(End of this chapter)