Metaphysics crazily criticizes big boss, shocking the country by marrying a vegetative person

"You release his soul first." Nan Yiran pointed to the lying figure, "I'm carrying the body in the funeral parlor."

"it is good."

Previously, Tao Mengna resented that "I was carrying the corpse in the funeral home" for stealing the only thought Lu Ying left for her, scaring him to the point of leaving his body.

Naturally, living beings cannot compare with the abilities of undead, so Tao Mengna directly swallowed his soul into her body.

But looking at it now, if he hadn't greedily taken these jewelry and attracted Nan Yira, he would have been trapped in this morgue forever, which is considered a mistake.

Tao Mengna released the soul of "I am carrying the corpse in the funeral parlor", and Nan Yiran chanted the spell, and the soul returned to its place.

After this time, "I carry the corpse in the funeral parlor" will become seriously ill, and the medical expenses alone will consume all his savings, which can be regarded as punishment for his theft.

"Master, that's so fragrant..." Tao Mengna looked at Nan Yiran anxiously.

I had misunderstood my friend before, and she was already dead. I didn't want my friend to be harmed by a scumbag again.

"Fu Lu, call Uncle Gong, tell him about the matter, and ask him to check on it."

The third uncle is a professional policeman, not on the same level as the half-baked private detective Wang Manxiang found online.

Based on Third Uncle's ability, if he still couldn't find out the situation after knowing it, then his years of service as a police officer would have been in vain.

As long as Lu Ying is caught, Wang Manxiang will naturally be fine.

"Thank you, thank you." Tao Mengna cried.

The ghost couldn't cry except for the blood shed in extreme anger. He could only hear Tao Mengna crying.

"The incident has been resolved. You can go to the underworld and be reincarnated."

Tao Mengna shook her head: "I have missed the time for reincarnation, and the underworld will not want me."

"Fu Lu, Gong...Uncle Gong, work." Nan Yiran always felt that it was not good to call her uncle by his first name.

Fu Lu clasped his hands on his chest and left the matter to Gong Xian.

He is already a veteran at sending souls into the house, so he has to let Gong Xian, a weakling, practice.

Gong Xian didn't mind. It was his first time trying to send a wandering soul to the underworld, and he was very interested.

Reciting the incantation, the virtual door opens.

Two handsome guys with 190 and -pack abs came out and took Tao Mengna away.

Before leaving, Tao Mengna looked at Nan Yiran: "Master, can you please tell Manxiang for me that my parents and Tao Group will be entrusted to her in the future."

"No, you still have a chance to see her. You can tell her yourself then."

When Tao Mengna heard this, her eyes lit up, she thanked Nan Yiran again, and followed the two handsome guys into the Xumen.

"Xiaoran, can you please stop calling me Uncle Gong? It sounds awkward to me. Just call me by the same name as Fu Lu." Gong Xian said hurriedly after the Xumen closed.

Gong Xian was busy opening the virtual door just now, so Gong Xian didn't have time to talk about it.

Now that the matter was done, he remembered this matter. Everyone was about the same age. The master asked him to call her Xiaoran, which was already giving him face.

Now the master calls him uncle, how can he afford it?

Nan Yiran smiled slightly: "In terms of seniority, Fu Hengyu has to call you uncle. Naturally, I have to marry a chicken and follow the chicken, and marry a dog and follow the dog."

You can't call him uncle, and calling him brother-in-law doesn't mess up the seniority.

Gong Xian couldn't find the words to refute for a while.

Forget it, forget it, master, just call me whatever you like, as long as you agree.

It was already late at night when we left the funeral home.

Nan Yiran remembered the incident of taking the driver's license test and mentioned it to Fu Lu.

Fu Lu said it was no problem and he would arrange the best coach for her tomorrow.

Back home, Nan Yiran took out the Fengling and took a look. The Fengling was now light green and would not be used to pave the floor.

It looks like jadeite that has been pickled by profiteers and turned into grade A jadeite.

"Lao Ran, Lao Ran, my space is open!" Fengling shouted excitedly.

Nan Yiran's consciousness shifted and she saw a space of about two square meters opened in Fengling.

This is nothing compared to Fengling's infinite mustard space at its peak, but it is indeed of great use to Nan Yilan now.

Nan Yiran put Fengling on his hand, and then threw in a series of things such as the peach wood sword.

It’s great that I don’t have to carry a backpack anymore.

Opening the Doule platform, Nan Yiran found that her account had tens of thousands more, and some fans had confirmed receipt of the goods in advance.

She thought about it and donated half of the money to another orphanage.

Under her leadership, Chunfeng Welfare Home received various donations every day during this period.

There is too much money to spend, and there is no way to spend it all.

The dean hurriedly issued an announcement, asking everyone to stop donating to their welfare home and donate the money to those who need it more.

Nan Yira also found a new orphanage to donate to.

After putting on Fengling, Nan Yiran spread out the talisman paper and began to draw the talisman.

Ever since she knew that her spiritual power was used up, it could be replenished by Fu Hengyu's side and the upper limit could be increased. She decided to use all her spiritual power on drawing talismans every night before going to bed.

After a while of operation, Nan Yiran slumped down on the chair covered in sweat.

This time I drew one hundred and fifty talismans in one breath, and I really made progress.

According to this progress, it won't be long before we can start preparing to wake up Fu Hengyu.

Fu Hengyu complained quietly from the side: "She didn't even look at me when she came back." 】

Now Fu Hengyu wakes up every day and only thinks of one thing: when will she come back.

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Early in the morning, Fu Lu knocked on Nan Yira's door.

"Sister-in-law, let's go learn to drive."

I just said yesterday that I would learn to drive today. Fu Lu is so efficient.

only......

Nan Yiran glanced at him sideways: "Are you going to skip class again today?"

Fu Lu touched the tip of his nose and smiled: "Sister-in-law, I know how to take these classes. I promise you that I will not fail."

After taking a look at Fu Lu's face, he saw that his studies were going well and there were no problems.

Nan Yiran stopped caring and followed Fu Lu to the driving school.

After the coach watched in stunned silence as Nan Yira crashed the car into a tree for the tenth time, he swallowed, forced a smile on his face, and encouraged Nan Yira to keep working hard, it would definitely work.

The principal has already vaccinated him before. He is a member of the Fu family. If the coach car crashes into it casually, if one breaks down, then replace it with another one, as long as nothing happens to him.

In order to ensure that it is convenient for Nan Yiran to practice driving, the driving school has set aside a large area of ​​exclusive space for her to practice. She does not have to worry about hurting others with her collision method.

But the way she drives...

Just practicing driving at the training ground, the coach felt that his little heart couldn't bear it.

If you really want to drive on the road...

The coach started sweating on his forehead just thinking about it. He still wanted to save his life, but he didn't dare to persuade Nan Yiran to give up.

The coach wanted to cry a little bit.

As the instructor with the longest experience in the driving school and the most outstanding students, he can teach even sixty-year-old students. Why is this little girl who looks so smart so difficult to teach?

Looking at the coach car that she had hit, with holes everywhere and a dent in the hood, she finally understood why "Nan Yira" didn't have a driver's license.

Fu Lu watched from the side with horror. How could such a smart person like his sister-in-law find it so difficult to learn to drive?

After crashing the third car, Nan Yira counted his fingers and showed a wry smile.