Chapter 441: Deep Mansion (Twenty-nine)
Arhan's inability to fit in with others destined him to be neglected and isolated.
It happened that everyone had been busy for a long day and wanted to take a break, so they all followed Yu Huo's example and moved a small stool to sit in the corner of the warehouse.
Yu Huo sat down on the chair that Simpson had brought in early and asked lazily, "Why do you want to know about ancestral money?"
Simpson shrugged. "I found out about this from watching some short videos. I heard it's pretty weird, more effective than praying."
Yu Huo chuckled: "The Internet is so developed, you guys know all our little secrets."
Simpson also laughed and asked, "So why do you burn paper money for your ancestors? Will it really bring blessings?"
Yu Huo didn't answer directly, but said as if to reason with you, "You can change your thinking. Relatives in the other world are just like us. They also need to socialize and take care of things. Your ancestors are living comfortably in the underworld, so they have the time and connections to bless you with good fortune and good health."
Although Simpson didn't understand why it was so powerful, he was still a little skeptical and asked, "Will this work?"
The young man smiled inscrutablely and said, "Sincerity is the key to success."
"It sounds like a true story..." Tian Guihua curled her lips and said, "My ancestors must have been reincarnated long ago, otherwise why didn't I meet them in the dungeon?"
Yu Huo glanced at the other person and sighed, "Isn't it bad if we don't meet them? It means they didn't suffer much in their lives."
Tian Guihua's back stiffened for a moment, and she subconsciously looked outside the door. A woman in dark blue satin walked past the door gracefully. She was half a step behind Master Ding, with a smile on her face.
Although she was smiling, she only felt that the other person was pitiful.
Tian Guihua looked away, tilted her head to meet the young man's playful gaze, and asked, "Brother Yu, I used to think you were just very brave, but now I feel like you know a lot of things that we don't know."
Yu Huo tilted his head and asked knowingly, "For example?"
"Like the other world you mentioned?"
Tian Guihua is pretty, and her eyes are full of inquiry and are particularly focused.
Yu Huo was a person who valued appearance and was always patient with good-looking people. He half-closed his eyes and said lazily, "Smart, that's because I learned from Maoshan."
"Maoshan?" Dalia looked confused and muttered to herself, "Why does it sound so familiar?"
Tian Guihua heard this, put away the shock in her eyes, and explained to Dalia: "You don't understand Maoshan alone, but you must understand Maoshan Taoist priests, right?"
"Oh yes, I've heard of Maoshan Taoist priests!" Dalia's eyes lit up instantly. "Then can you catch ghosts?"
Yu Huo nodded in anticipation, then poured cold water on their surprised expressions: "But I can't catch ghosts in the dungeon."
Facing the puzzled looks of the crowd, Yu Huo pointed around and said, "The dungeon was formed because... the ghost domain. There are rules within the dungeon, so ghosts must abide by them. However, because of these rules, even if ghosts are liberated, the ghost domain will not disappear. Therefore, the only way for us to leave here is to successfully recreate the dungeon."
His words made everyone disappointed, but they were quickly helped out of this negative mood by the carefree Tian Guihua.
Tian Guihua grabbed Yu Huo and asked curiously, "Besides catching ghosts, what else can you do?"
Yu Huo thought for a moment: "Fortune telling?"
"Let me see!" Tian Guihua stretched out her hand.
Yu Huo snapped it open, frowned, took out a blank notebook and a carbon pen from his space package, and wrote two words in the center of the first line - character test.
Tian Guihua blinked her big eyes and took the notebook and pen handed to her: "Let me write?"
Yu Huo said "hmm", very coldly.
Tian Guihua looked at Simpson and Dalia, who also looked curious, and asked cautiously, "Just write it casually?"
Yu Huo hummed again and asked, "What do you want to calculate?"
Tian Guihua wrote the word "one" on the notebook and said in confusion, "Career."
Yu Huo took the carbon pen, glanced at the notebook, and said, "Your handwriting is not straight, it looks like a scalpel. You will work in medicine in the future."
Tian Guihua twitched her lips and suddenly felt that Yu Huo was a bit of a liar.
"Aren't you talking nonsense? You knew I studied nursing from the last dungeon!"
Yu Huo spread his hands: "Isn't your test about career?"
Tian Guihua frowned and added: "Or I should be more direct. Is there any possibility for me to get rich?"
As she said this, she tried to snatch the pen back.
Unexpectedly, the young man retracted his wrist and avoided her.
The next second, the pen suddenly fell in front of her and lifted her chin.
Tian Guihua looked at him with a puzzled look on her face. She didn't avoid him, but her words were a little unclear because she couldn't open her mouth. "What are you doing?"
Yu Huo held Tian Guihua's chin with his pen, examined her carefully for a moment, and finally concluded: "To be honest, this face of yours doesn't bring much fortune."
Tian Guihua's defense was broken: "You must be wrong!"
Yu Huo was not angry either, and changed the subject: "But there is always a way out. You will have good luck in love in the future. You can find a man to marry in the future. You can scold him more often. Maybe you can even hope that your husband will become a successful man."
This is good!
Isn’t it better to push others to work hard than to push yourself to work hard?
Upon hearing this, Simpson leaned forward with his handsome, deep face and asked, "Can you tell me about your marriage? Can you show me?"
Yu Huo turned his head following the sound, his fox eyes narrowed slightly because of uncertainty.
Simpson stared at his handsome profile and realized that he seemed to be too close.
But now, hiding behind, something feels strange.
But the young man in front of him had not realized it yet and was still moving closer thoughtfully, until he was so close that he seemed to be able to feel the other person's breath.
Suddenly, the young man leaned back in his chair and said, "You're a foreigner, I can't see it for sure. I can only see the Red Luan Star moving, and the rest... is not mentioned in the book~"
Yu Huohou spoke in a low voice. Facing three pairs of fixed eyes, in order to maintain his reputation as a traitor, he coughed lightly and handed the notebook and pen to Simpson: "Write a word."
Simpson: "..."
Let him, a Y countryman, write Chinese characters?
Seeing that Simpson had not put pen to paper yet, Yu Huo tapped the armrest of the chair impatiently with his fingers.
After the crisp jingle, Simpson looked up, meeting the young man's urging gaze, and asked, "Can you write in English?"
Yu Huo propped up his chin with one hand and asked, "What do you think?"
Simpson felt that it didn't work, so he copied the young man's first word exactly.
Uh...it can't be said to be copying, it should be said to be drawing!
Simpson finished drawing and shyly handed the notebook forward. Yu Huo looked at the word "test" and his eyebrows twitched slightly: "Ah, this..."
Simpson looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"
Yu Huo was just thinking about how to organize his words to tell the other party to stop, when he suddenly heard the dissatisfied shout of Manager Liu from outside the door.
"Where are the people? Where have they gone to slack off?"
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