Are there still people who are not afraid of people dying in their houses these days? You know, hanging in a house is a very bad omen.
Not to mention now, even in the future, houses where someone has died are difficult to sell, and this has led to the emergence of the profession of house cleaner.
It means staying in a house where someone has died for one night or a few days to prove that there is nothing unclean in the house, and then you can get a generous reward from the homeowner the next day.
Jia Zhang picked the wrong person. If it were someone else, they would really be afraid of this thing, but who is Li Qinghe? He has died once, how could he be afraid of this?
Not to mention whether there is a ghost or not, even if there is, what can it do to him?
With his physique, to put it in a mysterious way, his blood and qi are like wolf smoke, and his yang energy is like a furnace. In this soulless world, once a ghost gets a little close to him, it will be burned to ashes.
If Jia Zhang turned into a ghost and hung on the beam of his house, she would probably be burned to death as soon as she got close.
"I don't believe it unless you show it to me." Li Qinghe shook his head and looked at her expectantly.
Jia Zhang was at a loss and stood there not knowing what to do. She didn't really want to die, she just wanted to scare Li Qinghe.
Qin Huairu saw that the situation was awkward, so she rushed to save the situation, crying and hugging Jia Zhang, "Mom, you can't be so depressed. If anything happens to you, how will our family live? Li Qinghe, can't you just let us go? Can't I apologize to you on behalf of my mother-in-law?"
He Yuzhu saw that things had turned out like this, and Qin Huairu's tearful look really made him feel distressed. He pulled Li Qinghe and said, "Qinghe, let's just leave it at that. Don't bother with Aunt Jia. Come on, I'll buy you a couple of drinks."
"Okay." Li Qinghe gave him a cigarette, "I'll give you face and not bother with her."
Then he looked at Jia Zhang and said, "Next time if you have such a good thing, remember to tell me. My house is always open to you."
"Okay, okay, stop talking and let's go have a couple of drinks." He Yuzhu quickly pulled him into the house.
At this time, Jia Zhang stopped making a scene, lowered her head and said nothing, allowing Li Qinghe to leave.
She had tried every trick she could, but it had no effect on Li Qinghe. He was not even afraid of hanging himself in the house, and he led her out with expectation. What could she do? Could he really hang himself? She hadn't lived long enough.
After leaving the crowd, Li Qinghe held He Yuzhu and said, "I won't go to your house. I guess there's nothing good there. Let's go to my house. I have Fenjiu and chicken. I can borrow your cooking skills and have a good meal."
"Oh, it's all right, it's all right."
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