Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

"Your son?" Fang Zhuo frowned, "Aren't you unmarried?"

The gazes from the two people opposite made Jiang Hao unable to lift his head, making him even more embarrassed.

"It's an illegitimate child."

Fang Zhuo's face was cold, he restrained the urge to beat someone up, "Did you kill him?"

"No." Jiang Hao hurriedly waved his hands, "He had a miscarriage, and it has nothing to do with me."

Shameless, such words can also be said.

"It doesn't matter why he pestered you." He must have done something dirty, Fang Zhuo stared at him, "You'd better tell the truth."

Jiang Hao kept silent.

After a few short contacts, he found that Chen Jiu was a relatively honest person, as long as he was unwilling to do it, it was useless to pay him.

If you tell the truth and get hated, things will only get worse.

Fang Zhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked the system, "Do you know what's going on?"

233 said, "This is part of the plot, you have to explore and verify it yourself."

Fang Zhuo, "Not even a little bit, third brother."

The last two words were so tiresome to shout, 233 couldn't stand it, without principle, "The child was forced to induce labor by Jiang Hao at 34 weeks."

At 34 weeks, the baby has already grown facial features and limbs, has life, and has developed well. After the operation, it should be alive...Jiang Hao, this is murder!

Scum, whoever helps someone like this is an idiot.

At this time, looking at the face in front of him again, Fang Zhuo only felt that he deserved it, "You have committed evil, you can't live."

Jiang Hao's face turned pale, Master Chen obviously knew something.

Seeing the young man turn and walk away, he chased after him in two or three steps.Before the hand touched the opponent's arm, it was separated by another hand.

Unwillingly, Jiang Hao stood where he was, staring at the buttocks of the car as it drove away.

After a while, he suddenly squatted on the ground, his heart was irritable, hated, resentful, and intense negative emotions stimulated the thing hidden in the bracelet.

"whee."

The familiar weird laughter made him tremble in fright, and then he felt his neck being strangled.

He glanced at the shade of the tree above his head, and hurriedly ran under the sun, but there was nothing he could do, even if the sun briefly drove the baby ghost away, he would still come out when he was in a shaded place, or when the sky was overcast and the sun was setting.

Thinking of what was in the mirror last night and the mess at home, Jiang Hao shuddered.

No, you can't die.

Seeing that his father is about to get all the shares, he will soon be the prince of the Jiang family. He doesn't want to die.

Jiang Hao quickly got into his red sports car and hit the accelerator hard.

Even if it is not the peak time of traffic flow at this moment, there are still many vehicles on the road.

The sports car ran through several red lights and competed with other cars, causing two small accidents along the way.

But chasing all the way, he never saw Jiang Luyan's Cayenne.

Jiang Hao called Fang Zhuo while driving, but he didn't turn on the phone, and then called Jiang Luyan.

He didn't realize that this was not Jiang Luyan's private number at all when he dialed the phone.

With a flick of his finger, he hung up the phone. Jiang Hao parked the car on the side of the road and called his secretary to check Jiang Luyan's other numbers.

Looking at the vehicles and pedestrians coming and going outside the window, he was inexplicably sad.

How did you get to this point?Oh, by the way, it started with getting to know Bai Jinshan.

Bai Jinshan really has two brushes, just messing around with a few objects, the feng shui of the house will undergo earth-shaking changes.

During that period of time, his luck improved a lot.

He sincerely regarded Bai Jinshan as a friend and a confidant, and even complained to him about the suspicious and depressed woman who committed suicide in his room.

Less than three days later, the house began to be haunted.

That dead bitch haunted him day and night, making him restless.

Thinking of that terrible time, Jiang Hao shuddered.

But the strange thing is that Bai Jinshan, as a confidant and friend, refused to help him, and instead asked him to find Chen Jiu.

And promised that as long as he went to find Chen Jiu, he would make a magic weapon for him.

With that thing, the fortune will be prosperous, and the purple air will come from the east.

Jiang Hao was so tempted that he didn't even ask what the magic weapon was, and immediately helped out.

The next day after the incident, when the two met, Bai Jinshan suddenly said that he was lucky to have a child, and the child should be quite old.

It's worth it!

He, Jiang Hao, is the future prince of the Jiang family. He will marry a wealthy daughter in the future. How could he let those women outside give birth to illegitimate children.

It was only after sending someone to investigate that he was pregnant with an old lover who had long since abandoned her. The other party tried to secretly give birth to a child and force him to marry.

After all, it was his own flesh and blood, and Jiang Hao had softened his heart before.

But when he thought of the benefits brought by the marriage, he stopped thinking about any affection.That day, the woman was dragged to the hospital and the child was forcibly aborted.

At that time, the child was 34 weeks old and had already formed.

He originally planned to buy a cemetery and bury the child, but Bai Jinshan suddenly called... and then there was something later.

"Hold!"

Thinking of these things, the fire in Jiang Hao's heart became more and more intense.

At the beginning, surnamed Bai promised again and again that the baby ghost was his blood relative, and he would never be harmed.

In the end, what a fucking beast!

Jiang Hao smashed the steering wheel several times, and roared loudly in the car to vent, "Bai Jinshan, don't let me find you, or I will find someone to kill you!"

Passers-by outside looked at him as if he was insane.

Jiang Hao glanced over and cursed angrily, "What are you looking at, you're looking for death!"

The passer-by was even more tempered than him, and replied, "I won't die if you die!"

Jiang Hao was so angry that he vomited blood, unbuckled his seat belt, and wanted to get out of the car, grab someone and beat him up.

At this moment, the mobile phone that was left on the passenger seat rang, and it was the assistant.

He reached for it, and the phone slipped out of his hand like a fish.

"Fuck you, you're all against me!" Jiang Hao was upset, leaning on the back of the co-pilot's seat, bending over to pick up his phone.

Suddenly, a shrill whistle sounded outside the car window.

Jiang Hao sat up holding the phone, and was instantly furious.

Ruo Da's heavy goods truck bumped into him.

When his eyes were blurred by blood, he heard giggling, innocent and weird.

-

Same as last time, the driver first sent Fang Zhuo to Wuming Temple.

The old man was still sitting on the threshold drinking, looking into the distance, a little more dignified than usual.

Fang Zhuo brought the wine he bought on the road to him, but the old man didn't pick it up. He looked past the cheap apprentice and looked at the car parked on the side of the road.

"Then who sent you back?" The old man frowned, a little dissatisfied.

When I arrived, I didn't come down to say hello, did I take him as an elder seriously.

Fang Zhuo stuffed the wine bottle into the old man's arms, "Mr. Jiang specially bought this wine for you."

When you unscrew the bottle cap as usual, it smells like banknotes.

"This wine is not cheap."

"It's okay." Fang Zhuo said in a subtle manner, pushing the old man into the Guanmen.

The wine came when he heard that he wanted to buy wine on the way, so Jiang Luyan deliberately asked the driver to go around and go to a private restaurant.

The owner of the private restaurant is a self-brewing enthusiast. There is a large wine cellar in the east of the yard, which is full of wine.

The age is low for three to five years, and the age is high for more than ten years.

Fang Zhuo thought at the time, if the old man could see this place with his own eyes, he would probably stay in it and refuse to come out.

The old man has a cold face and a warm heart, which is really easy to coax.

Treat him well, spend more time with him, and buy some good wine from time to time to be filial, and he will soften his heart and treat you as his own family.

The old man took a sip from the wine bottle, let out a "ha", then put the wine bottle aside, and looked up into the distance again.

"Tell me, what's the point of scrambling and snatching in life." He sighed, shook his head, and walked inside with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the old man's back, Fang Zhuo wondered, "Master, what happened to him?"

He was fine when he was holding the wine, but he became sentimental in a blink of an eye.

233 said, "It's probably because I'm getting older, so I'm expressing my feelings."

Fang Zhuo shook his head, "There must be something."

What he said just now clearly meant something.

What's more, the old man is a person who lives a transparent life, mourning the spring and autumn, and lamenting the world, which is completely unlike his usual style.

Fang Zhuo quickly followed and came to the small courtyard.

The door of the old man's room was wide open, and he was bending over to drag out his suitcase, then squatted down on the ground, rummaging through it.

Books, magical instruments, yellow paper, and even that precious piece of cinnabar were thrown on the ground.

"Are you looking for something?" Fang Zhuo squatted down and gathered the scattered things together.

The old man didn't raise his head, but continued to flip through, "I don't want those, you can pick them up."

"Master, you are joking." Fang Zhuo pouted, "These are all your treasures."

"Baby can I throw it on the ground?"

"Isn't it baby that you have hidden in the box for so many years?" The original owner has lived in this yard for 20 years, but he didn't find it.

The old man fell silent suddenly, rubbing an inkstone with his fingers.

Fang Zhuo clearly felt that the atmosphere between the two suddenly became heavy.

Then I heard the person on the opposite side say, "I planned to never touch these again in my life."

"If it wasn't for Chen Jiu's death, if it wasn't for someone like you, if it wasn't for what happened recently..." The old man drooped his eyelids, his voice was slightly hoarse, "These things should be buried in the ground with me when I die."

Fang Zhuo sat down cross-legged, "Why did you move here alone?"

He dared to bet a dollar that the old man's story must be very exciting.

"For the sake of being free and easy." The old man picked up a rag bag, which was filled with five emperors' money.

He raised his hand and threw it on Fang Zhuo, "Put it away."

Fang Zhuo weighed it, it was quite heavy.

The old man buried his head and continued, and found a simple small compass the size of a palm.

One end of the compass was covered with a red thread, and it was hanging on the old man's hand, dangling in the air.

"My master gave it to me. Be careful when using it. Don't blame me for being rude if you break it."

Fang Zhuo was nervous and flustered by this posture.

It's unlucky to say that the old man's nagging is like explaining the funeral.

He asked cautiously, "Master, are you all right?"

When the old man saw his nervous expression, he was furious, "Don't worry, I won't die."

Fang Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief and shut up.

"I can't see through your fate, and I can't predict whether your future will be bad or good. These things are here for you." The old man stopped suddenly, his eyes were dazed, "The magic world changed decades ago. Everyone is benefiting, and the righteous style of fighting for justice and killing ghosts and exorcising demons has long since disappeared."

He paused, looking at Fang Zhuo with worried eyes, "You are also unlucky, you have finally returned from the corpse, why did you pay back so much time."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

Master, I also want to know why it is such a coincidence.

He lowered his eyes to look at the small compass in his hand, and asked the system, "I have the most yin physique, and Jiang Luyan has the most yang physique. Is it really not your plan to travel through time?"

233 strongly denied, "Of course not!"

"How could it be such a coincidence?" Fang Zhuo didn't believe it. In the previous few worlds, he either happened to be a doctor or married a male wife. None of them were passers-by.

As long as you follow the original trajectory of the characters, you will definitely meet the hero.

Even once or twice, is it a coincidence so many times?It's really easy to be a father.

233,"It's such a coincidence."

Fang Zhuo nodded, "I hope what you said is true, otherwise, hehe."

twenty one,"……"

On the other side, the old man finally wiped out all the money in the house.

While Fang Zhuo was talking to the system, while tidying up, there was already a hill in front of him.

The old man stood up on his knees, "Take these things back and study them yourself, if you really don't understand, then ask me."

Fang Zhuo looked at the hill in front of him, his head grew big, "Understood, Master."

The old man waved away people, "Let's go, close the door for me."

There were too many piles of things on the ground, Fang Zhuo had to move them four times.

He categorized everything according to their functions, and picked one for each category to study. The magic weapon was fine, and the system could provide the method of use, but the content in the book was troublesome.

Fang Zhuo and the system stared at a line of ghost symbols for a long time, but couldn't figure out why.

I ran to the next door to see that the master was not there.

I had no choice but to return to the room dejectedly, propped my chin and stared dryly. After staring for a while, my hands started to itch and I took out my phone.

The first one on the call record is called Zuzu.

Fang Zhuo added WeChat according to the phone number, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind——

Fuck, the boss is really a fuwa, just add a WeChat, the blocked brain suddenly works.

Fang Zhuo, as if he hadn't eaten in a few lifetimes, continued to gnaw with his book in his arms. He worked so hard that he scared the old man who came back with vegetables.

Quickly called him out to cook and cook, so as not to spoil his mind.

What he didn't know was that the boss he had added to WeChat was staring at his phone anxiously, waiting for him to send his first WeChat message.

There are not many people in Jiang Luyan's WeChat, and they are all fairly close friends, but he never speaks on it, and never posts on Moments.

For the rest, it's a zombie number.

And today, the Zombie account is fraudulent.

Jiang Luyan:.

Even if it is an inconspicuous full stop, there are several likes below.

There is also a message asking him if his account has been hacked.

Jiang Luyan looked at the people who liked it, but there was no such gaudy profile picture of the young man.

He frowned, and snapped down his phone, feeling that he was quite childish now.

The secretary and a group of high-level executives stood aside and did not dare to show their anger. Seeing the boss like this, he should be worried about the company.

The person in charge of the finance department handed over the liquidation report, and stepped aside tremblingly, waiting for it to be issued.

Jiang Luyan looked at ten lines at a glance, focused on a few items of data, and then said, "In the past two days, Jiang's M&A team will come to negotiate, and each department will make a detailed report before getting off work today."

Is he really planning to quit?

Everyone's hearts were overwhelmed, but their faces were as quiet as chickens, and they nodded obediently.

Until the last person left the office, the young man still didn't send any news.

Jiang Luyan was so angry that he threw the phone into the drawer, turned on the computer and sent an email.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, a major event happened in the Jiang family.

Jiang Hao died in a car accident.

After being sent to the hospital, he was rescued for a full five hours, but he still failed to recover.

According to those who saw Jiang Hao for the last time in the hospital, the death condition was horrific and he was unwilling to close his eyes.

Jiang Hao's father, Jiang Laoer, saw that his son was dying, so he immediately invited a familiar master.

The master tried a few times, but it was useless. He sighed and said, "Young Master Ling's resentment is too deep to dissipate. These eyes can't be closed, so let's go into the coffin like this."

It was already the next morning when Fang Zhuo got the news.

When the phone rang, he had just stood up from the ground with his waist supported, and a few books piled on his lap fell to the ground.

He picked up the book, and got through the phone a second before he was hung up.

The mouse was screaming on the other side, "Boss, Jiang Hao died in a car accident."

Fang Zhuo's ignorant mind suddenly cleared up, "When?"

"The news said that the car accident happened at 7:58 am yesterday, and the time of death was at [-] pm."

It was eight o'clock in the morning, just shortly after they left the old house.

It was obviously not cold, but Fang Zhuo shivered.

I never thought that Jiang Hao would die so quickly, which shows how much the son he said hated him.

Fang Zhuo hung up the phone and stayed there for a while, something was gradually taking shape in his mind.

Seeing him not moving, 233 was a little worried, "What's wrong with you?"

Fang Zhuo said, "Among the books Master gave me yesterday, there is a book about raising ghosts and fighting ghosts."

He knelt down to find out the book, and turned a few pages back, which talked about how to raise baby ghosts and drive baby ghosts.

Fang Zhuo remembered the runes on Jiang Hao's bracelet, and compared them, they were exactly the same as those in the book.

Fuck, it was Jiang Hao who used baby ghosts to hurt him twice before?

But after thinking about it, I felt something was wrong, Jiang Hao didn't have such brutal ability.

He closed the book, a little angry, "It is Bai Jinshan who drives the baby ghost."

At the beginning of the baby ghost's growth, its strength was weak, so Bai Jinshan transferred the Yin energy of the baby ghost to the paper man, and then manipulated it secretly to achieve the purpose of attacking.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this was the case, Fang Zhuo was furious, "I didn't think it was a good thing when we met for the first time."

233 said, "According to the book, the infant ghost should have eaten Jiang Hao's soul by now, so it is considered an adult now."

"You're still a kid when you're an adult, what a fool."

Fang Zhuo's mouth was hard and his heart was very empty.

Before, Yinggui was still a little weak chicken, so he could almost kill him.Now that he is fully grown, he still has to be punished to death.

As long as he thinks of the stinky blood of the baby ghost and the suffocation feeling when he is strangled, Fang Zhuo's heart trembles.

He whispered, "Can I concentrate on being the big boss's stove, and stop going out of the plot?"

With his IQ, he might not be able to play with Bai Jinshan.

233, "If you retreat, you will end up dead."

Fang Zhuo thought about it for a while, that old bastard Bai Jinshan wouldn't let him go just because he flinched.

But why did he kill him?

Do you want to use his corpse to refine into a ghoul, or use his soul as the eye of some Yin-gathering formation?

No matter what it is, it must not be tolerated.

Fang Zhuo moved his neck while holding his hand, put his phone on his back, turned his head and started to clean up the life-saving guy, and didn't even look at it from the beginning to the end.

At this time, Jiang Luyan was sitting in the car, staring at the black screen of the mobile phone.

When the driver picked up the person before, he found that the boss was in a bad mood, and guessed that it might have something to do with Jiang Hao's death.

So along the way, he drove carefully, for fear of angering his boss and losing his job.

In the silent and terrifying atmosphere, an order suddenly came from behind.

"parking."

The driver straightened his back and turned his head, "Mr. Jiang, do you have any orders?"

Jiang Luyan looked stern. He suspected that there was something wrong with his WeChat and he could not receive messages. "You send me a WeChat, right now."

Driver, "Huh???"