I am a funeral anchor, and the one who pays attention to the whole network is scared to death!

Are you all right?

Isn't this a waste of time and money?

So...the reason why you fake it is because you can't really do it?

But since it has been investigated by the Security Bureau, it is estimated that there will not be a few good days.

I hope your family can give you a good one.

You can’t spend this counterfeit banknote. If you choose to draw Mingbi, just draw more, and you will be able to use it sooner or later.

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan clicked on Follow, and then sent out a barrage.

[Changhong's one-stop service for funerals and burials followed the anchor. 】

[Brother Xing, Skynet is not missing, the security bureau has come to investigate, surrender yourself, by the way, our shop Qingte offers a one-stop funeral service, you can enjoy a [-]% discount if you book in advance, and you can bring your own coins. 】

These two messages popped up on the public screen, and the live broadcast instantly exploded.

[Brother, your partner has come to your door! 】

[Good guy, you support bringing your own coins, Brother Funeral, you are too messed up! 】

[Eh... Is it illegal to draw a picture?I didn't take it out to spend. 】

[It's hard to say, because Tiandi Bank doesn't have banknote inspection technology, so Lord Yan is angry. 】

[Yes, my brother works at Tiandi Bank, and he gave me a dream yesterday, saying that Judge Cui has already started to crack down on fake coins. 】

【Forehead?Don't be too ridiculous, anchor, run away! 】

[What the fuck, the death penalty has already been announced, just announce the recipe! 】

【…】

Netizens were doing all sorts of work, while Old Qiao was lowering his head and concentrating on typing the draft.

Zhang Fan was not in the mood to continue watching, and after a few seconds, swiped away from the live broadcast.

……

Soon, the time came to 06:30.

Zhang Fan dismissed the employees from work.

When he took it away, he took a special look at the check left by Zhu Zhuan's family.

30, unfortunately, Zhu Zhuan's funds have been frozen now.

According to the contract, if Mrs. Zhu wants to unilaterally break the contract, she only needs to pay a small amount.

"pity."

Shaking his head, Zhang Fan closed the store door and went home.

After returning home, Zhang Fan watched the short video for more than half an hour.

He couldn't find a suitable client in the same city, and it was difficult to complete the task on popular channels, so he chose to give up temporarily and contacted Zhu Zhuan's wife again.

After making a phone call, I found out that the body of Zhu Zhuan's family had been transported to Nanshan Yinsi, and a Buddhist funeral would be held tomorrow.

Regarding this, Zhang Fan could only express helplessness.

This thing doesn't seem to be going anywhere.

In order to complete the system tasks as soon as possible, Zhang Fan decided to use his account with 500 million fans to post a promotional event tomorrow.

After thinking it over, Zhang Fan clicked on the same city app, intending to see if there was a suitable house.

……

the other side.

Liu Jun and Li Shaohui were busy for several hours, but they couldn't find Gao Xiaochi's voice.

Because the reasons for his actions were far-fetched, and Wang Huo was less suspected, Xiao Shan only gave him authority, but no manpower support.

As for the colleague, the boss of Black and White Leasing has not recovered yet. He only remembers that Gao Xiaochi came to talk and the two quarreled a few times. I can't remember exactly what happened.

Before sunset, the two of them went to Nanshan Hermit Temple, where the monk said that they had reconciled with Gao Xiaochi and gave him a generous compensation.

At this time, the two sat in the car, a little helpless.

"Master, Zhang Fan has marked the criminal for us, why can't we find any evidence?" Li Shaohui asked in a low voice.

"Shouldn't be..."

Liu Jun frowned slightly, and said hesitantly, "Could it be that these few did not commit any illegal acts this time, but were simply predicted to die..."

"Could it be that we overlooked something?"

Li Shaohui murmured, and then clicked on Zhang Fan's homepage on his phone.

"Master, he followed another person!"

"Who?"

"Looks like a painter."

Liu Jun hurried over, and the two started researching under the newly followed account.

In the comment area of ​​Lao Qiao's latest work, the two saw a screenshot, which contained the barrage that Zhang Fan sent during the live broadcast.

After reading it, Liu Jun suddenly showed doubts and hesitated, "We... have found his criminal den?"

"Master, you don't even know, can I know?" Li Shaohui subconsciously said.

猫.!九"老?字'号.小'说?群!9?4",0'7.5"7,3.0?3.?编'码　　“嘶……我问问老胡他们。”

Dazed for a moment, Liu Jun took out his mobile phone and called his colleague.

"Drip drip..."

"Hey, Hu, there is an internet blogger in Nancheng who specializes in drawing banknotes, have you checked it?"

"..."

"No? Well, I'll ask the boss."

"Drip drip..."

"Director,..."

"I see……"

After making three or four phone calls in a row, Liu Jun came to a conclusion: They had never been to the place Zhang Fan mentioned.

"What do you mean..."

After thinking for a long time, Liu Jun couldn't think of a reason.

Seeing that it was getting late, I had no choice but to go home temporarily, and wait for some new clues to be found before I came out to investigate.

It was close to ten o'clock, and the two masters and apprentices returned home.

……

At eleven o'clock in Nancheng, a certain suburb, everything is completely silent.

Even the Nanshan Hidden Temple, which is full of incense, has closed its doors to thank visitors.

However, just behind the temple in the small woods.

With a bald head and full of exhaustion, he was carrying a large barrel of gasoline and staggering.

This is already the third barrel of gasoline he transported up the mountain.

At this moment, he was covered in scars and out of breath. His condition was even worse than in the afternoon.

Of course, this is not because of the tiredness of carrying gasoline, but for other reasons.

This person was Gao Xiaochi who was broadcasting live at the gate of the temple this afternoon.

This evening, he was beaten again and almost survived.

Originally, he didn't want to make things too extreme, so when the temple was about to close, he came again.

Unexpectedly, this time the temple was very straightforward and gave him 20 dollars directly.

This made Gao Xiaochi so happy that he took out half of it and went to his elder brother to pay back the loan.

Unexpectedly, the beautiful knife given by the bald donkey was found to be counterfeit on the spot, and none of them really existed.

"How dare you play me? Beat him!"

This sentence was the most gentle sentence Gao Xiaochi heard tonight.

After that, he became like this.

Fortunately, there is no hair, or there will be no hair left.

In short, this Nanshan Hidden Temple was a disaster for him!

At this time, Gao Xiaochi's anger and aggrieved values ​​are already full!

What can be tolerated and what cannot be tolerated, there is nothing that cannot be done!

Chapter 86

"You guys forced me!"

"Ah~"

Howling down the mountain, Gao Xiaochi started his revenge.

He first sneakily sprinkled gasoline all over the back wall, then took out a small inching water gun from his small backpack, poured gasoline into it, and then climbed up the tree with the little energy left, aiming at the backyard to 'attack' indiscriminately!

After doing this, Gao Xiaochi found the exposed water pipe from the back of the mountain.

After cutting it off, Gao Xiaochi inserted the broken end of the water pipe into a tank of oil drums.

Twenty minutes later, the bald man lit a cigarette with a face full of unwillingness.

"Hush...huh..."

After taking two puffs, Gao Xiaochi threw the cigarette butt in, and used a lighter to ignite the gasoline behind the wall.

After finishing these, Gao Xiaochi ran down the mountain without looking back.

Originally, the construction of the Nanshan Yin Temple mostly used wood, and under the action of gasoline, it quickly ignited.

Five minutes later, on the top of the mountain in the suburbs of Nancheng, the flames were overwhelming.

When the night watch monk discovered this phenomenon, he immediately exclaimed that it was on fire.

Since the nature of Nanshan Hermit Temple has changed long ago, there are seven out of ten monks staying in the temple.

The few remaining monks immediately called the fire department and put out the fire spontaneously.

However, it is difficult to quickly extinguish this kind of intentional arson with gasoline and water alone.

What's more serious is that the water pipe of the temple was cut off by some old sixth.

Seeing that there was no hope, the monks ran away without saying a word.

They're all contract workers, who the hell is going to work for you? !

In a blink of an eye, there was no one in the Nanshan Yin Temple, except for a cold corpse and the abbot who had already given up.

The corpse is that of Zhu Zhuan's family.

The abbot is an old monk with white eyebrows who is nearly a hundred years old. He is wearing a golden robe, sitting on the ground, reciting Buddhist scriptures, and waiting for the judgment of the Buddha.

He didn't expect that the successor he cultivated with all his heart would be this kind of person.

But there is a definite plan in the dark, and he never interfered.

It's too late to commit a heinous disaster now!

"Benefactor Zhu is innocent and shouldn't be tortured like this... That's great."

……

Three or ten minutes later, Nanshan Yinsi was already in flames.

Although the fire brigade arrived in time, it was difficult to restore the situation.