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The ghost who fell to death: “…” It’s obvious that he has done these things many times!

Shi Yi hooked more than a dozen foreigners along the way before he caught a translator who could speak Chinese.

The foreign ghost was a middle-aged uncle with messy hair and dark circles under his eyes. He cursed as soon as he opened his mouth: "Oh shit! You are a devil!"

Of course Shi Yi would not spoil him. He would talk about his mother, father and ancestors every other sentence, and his organs were flying all over the place.

"..."

Xue Rang and the dead ghost both lowered their heads silently.

It would be fine if the foreigner didn’t understand, but he did.

"Fuck! You vicious woman!" He was so overwhelmed by the scolding that he rushed over to hit her, but the ghost-binding talisman entangled him, causing him to howl in pain. He could still hear Shi Yi swearing in his ears. He finally admitted defeat and said with tears in his eyes, "Oh! Stop scolding me, I was wrong...ah...stop scolding me!"

You can’t scold me, and you can’t beat me!

Shi Yi glanced at him and ended: "Looking at your face, you must have been infertile and had many children and grandchildren. I won't bother with you."

Xue Rang: “Puff!”

The ghost who fell to death: "Puff!"

The foreign ghost didn't react for a moment. When he finally reacted, he scratched his head in frustration: "I was wrong, I was really wrong... wuwuwu..."

Shi Yi felt good about scolding him and was too lazy to argue with him anymore.

She doesn't particularly like to swear, but if someone insists on arguing with her, she doesn't mind saying a few words.

In fact, swearing is the simplest thing. It is centered around parents, drawing a circle with eighteen generations of ancestors, and then using organs to embellish the language. It's just that most people are more cultured.

It is also a good choice to give up your qualities and let yourself go occasionally.

the other side.

When the master of Budd Temple was checking the fortunes of the sixth and seventh disciples, he immediately contacted the disciples guarding the east.

When the Eastern disciples received the call and heard the other party asking about the incident with the Sixth and Seventh Brothers, they shook their heads and denied it: "How is it possible? The Eastern Garden is a foreign restricted area. Who dares to come here? Except for the disciples of the Shi En Temple, no outsiders have come here!"

Upon learning that no outsiders had ever been to the holy garden, the master of Budd Temple was not relieved, but became even more uneasy.

He couldn't help but think of Shi Yi's ability. What if she could stop the good fortune of the sixth and seventh brothers from being absorbed across the ocean?

Isn't this too outrageous?

Even though he thought it was impossible, the master of Budd Temple learned his lesson and went to the Eastern Garden Holy Land in person.

Now Shi En Temple can't withstand any accidents.

The Pei family’s good fortune is their strong backing!

Everything went as expected.

The master of Budd Temple's attention was completely diverted.

*

Maria Sanatorium.

This can be considered as a "hideout" of Shi'en Temple.

They have invested in the nursing home, so they were able to build a private morgue in the basement.

Those who can stay in Maria Sanatorium are basically people with some financial strength.

Since the car Shi Yi was riding in was a luxury car, there were not many restrictions and he got in easily.

But after they got off the bus, they attracted a few glances because of their oriental looks and attire.

Shi Yi took Xue Rang and the dead ghost to a secluded corner and drew a talisman to make the foreign ghost appear.

The foreign ghost was shocked and said, "It's amazing, right?!"

The ghost who fell to death snorted: "What a fuss!"

When he went out today, Yi removed all the talismans visible to humans from his body.

"Joseph, you are going to be admitted to this nursing home today."

After Shi Yi finished speaking, he looked at Xue Rang and said, "Do you have any clothes? His clothes are too tattered."

Xue Rang reacted quickly and pulled out a set of paper clothes from his bag and handed it over.

From the moment Shi Yi approached the translator, he knew they were not going out shopping, but the direction was still a bit confusing.

Shi Yi drew a talisman, burned the paper clothes, and threw it on the foreign ghost.

Before the foreign ghost could react, he was wearing a brand new Chinese gown.

He spread his hands and turned into an emoticon: "God! This is unbelievable!"

The foreign ghost was a teacher before his death. He died of alcohol poisoning due to excessive drinking in middle age. After his death, he wandered in a daze, hanging out with some homeless ghosts, cursing this and that, and complaining about everything all the time.

Shi Yi was not only impressed by his ability to translate, but also by his suitable condition.

The ghost who fell to death curled his lips: "What a waste of clothes!"

Xue Rang also looked disgusted: "Uncle Ancestor, is this person reliable?"

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s reliable or not.”

Shi Yi looked around. Although there were some changes compared to Bai Pu's memory, the overall situation remained the same, so it was not a big problem.

She carried her handbag and walked into the hall gracefully.

The staff member took the initiative to ask: "This beautiful lady, please go to the front desk to register."

Shi Yi didn't say anything, but looked at the foreign ghost.

The foreign ghost translated while looking around excitedly.

He knew something about this sanatorium. The patients who could live in this sanatorium were all rich people.

Shi Yi smiled at the staff and turned to walk towards the front desk.

Xue Rang held his head high and chest puffed out. Although he couldn't speak foreign languages, he was full of confidence.

The ghost who fell to death floated behind Shi Yi, looking at the surrounding environment, and a sense of panic inexplicably rose in his heart.

The nurse at the front desk asked with a smile: "Excuse me, whose relative are you?"

Shi Yi raised his chin slightly towards the foreign ghost and said, "Apply for hospitalization."

The foreigner's eyes lit up and he started translating as if he had gotten a good deal. Taking advantage of the fact that Shi Yi couldn't understand, he boasted a lot and even told a lot of dirty jokes.

The nurse had a stiff expression and arranged for him to be admitted to the hospital with a murderous look on her face.

Shi Yi lowered his eyelids, listening to their conversation, feeling a little strange in his heart.

She was not fond of studying, at least that was the case in her previous life. She spent most of her time studying Taoism, but the words in their conversation appeared clearly in her mind.

But she was sure that she found it very obscure and couldn't read it.

At this moment, Xue Rang nudged Shi Yi with his shoulder and whispered, "Why do I feel like he didn't fart well?"

The dead ghost put his hands on his hips and put his head in front of the foreign ghost: "I advise you not to play tricks!"

The foreigner gave a wry smile.

Shi Yi raised his eyelids and said calmly, "Joseph is not feeling well. Sorry, nurse, I need a VIP ward."

Xue Rang glared at the foreigner.

At first glance, he doesn’t look like a good person!

Seeing that Shi Yi was so easy to fool, the foreigner finished translating excitedly, turned his head and said to her: "Oh, beautiful lady, please swipe your card?"

Shi Yi smiled, took out his bank card and handed it to the nurse.

The nurse glanced at the foreign ghost and shook her head speechlessly.

The foreigner just asked her for the wine and asked her to pay for it herself. He also told her that Shi Yi didn't understand foreign languages, so she could just pay without worry and he would translate it.

After completing the formalities.

The staff took them to the ward.

Shi Yi raised his eyes and his gaze fell on the familiar corridor in front of him, which appeared in Bai Pu's memory.

The VIP ward is in the same area, and Pei Laoba’s body was in the innermost room of the corridor.

The ghost who fell to death suddenly held his head with an expression of fear and horror: "Ahhh! Help! No no..."