"There are two paths now. One is to become a wandering ghost. As time goes by, your soul will gradually dissipate and eventually your spirit will be scattered."
"One is to work with me and accumulate merits. Maybe you can enter the underworld and become a ghost messenger."
"But the process will be difficult and long, and the results may not be good."
"If you choose the latter, I'll arrange for you to appear in your family's dreams as a benefit."
As soon as Luo Fuxu opened his mouth, the unlucky guy started screaming.
"What else is there to choose from? Two, two, two, that's two. Honey, are you still short of someone? Can I do it?"
"I am very good and obedient. I was a three-good student in life and a three-good ghost in life."
"Whether it's running errands, delivering messages, or serving tea and water, I can do it."
Siming glanced at it and said, "It depends on your performance."
The unlucky guy grinned with joy. This means he agreed, right?
"I will definitely perform well, thank you, leader."
"Crack..." One of its legs was torn off and swallowed by the cotton jacket.
Mian'ao looked innocent, and Siming turned his head away and pretended not to see it.
Unlucky guy...
Silently running to the corner, retraining the legs.
This is its fate. It lies down and stops struggling.
Luo Fuxu felt a little sympathy for the unlucky guy and secretly thanked God that he had a good grandfather so that he would not be eaten easily.
The child probably doesn't know that it has already been eaten once.
"Thank you, Comrade Si. I'll choose number two. Thank you very much."
Sima Ming nodded. Anyone who is not stupid knows to choose two.
The rest of the things here are left to Zhao Guoyan.
Siming took the cotton jacket and the two ghosts back to the cleaning company.
The cotton-padded jacket stared at Siming, envious of the ghost in his scimitar.
Siming hehe...
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