Send Money to Grandpa, Invincible on Earth

The sudden voice made Han Shuo tremble and almost threw the jade pendant out.

Yupei can actually speak.

and.

The sound coming from inside.....

No way.........

This is too.....

In Han Shuo's mind, a series of terrifying thoughts flashed through in an instant...

At this time.

Yupei made a sound again.

Haha, good grandson, are you surprised, surprised, or happy?

Han Shuo: ...

Hey! Hey! I'm your grandfather Han Qiong, why don't you talk?

You have a yin and yang pendant, which is equivalent to a mobile phone and can connect the two worlds of yin and yang...

........

The more Han Shuo listened, the more horrified he felt, and he couldn't help shivering.

surprise?

Obviously frightened.

Grandpa, who has been dead for many years, actually called him from the underworld, can normal people be surprised...

TV doesn't dare to do this...

After half a sound.

Han Shuo calmed down and felt less frightened.

dare.

Courageously responded.

Grandpa, is it really you?

Little bastard, I haven't seen you for a few years. You can't even hear Grandpa's voice?

The sound is a little weird, but what...

That fart, if you dare to deny it, grandpa will come to find you......

Don't, you are my grandfather.

Haha, this is Grandpa's good grandson. I haven't seen you for so many years. Do you miss Grandpa? Do you want to come down and accompany Grandpa?

........

Han Shuo broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't want to die young, so he quickly changed the subject: Grandpa, how was your life there?

It's alright, grandpa started a business here. Now, there are not many employees, only seven or eighty thousand. Han Qiong said proudly.

five years ago.

After he died due to disaster relief, he went to the underworld for a while, but he did not reincarnate, but took refuge with a ghost king.

I used to hold a tree to enjoy the shade.

who knows.

The ghost king and another were killed when they were fighting for territory.

The tree fell and the monkeys were scattered.

When fleeing, in order to defend against the shadow soldiers.

then.

To win over a group of lonely and wild ghosts in a certain mountain to occupy the mountain as the king.

Today, there are 18 ghost generals and 70,000 Yin soldiers under his command, and he has given orders to one side, which can be regarded as a successful business.

The only thing Han Qiong can't worry about is his only grandson who is still in the world.

But yin and yang are separated, and there is no contact at all.

until not long ago.

When he attacked a mountain, he inadvertently obtained a strange object that can connect Yin and Yang, which is the [Yin and Yang Pei].

【Yin-yang pendant】contains a pair, one yin and one yang.

Han Shuo held the [Yang Pei] in his hand, and his side was the [Yin Pei].

With this thing, the separation of yin and yang is no longer a problem.

After figuring out how to use this thing.

He hurriedly used his mana to send [Yang Pei] to his burial place.

then

Do not hesitate to spend mana, keep asking Han Shuo to dream......

I see.

Han Shuo suddenly realized.

No wonder I had nightmares for weeks in a row, and it turned out that my grandfather did it... good thing.

In this world, there really is a netherworld, will there be a fairy heaven as well?

and.

Listening to what Grandpa said, he seems to be doing well over there...

If you were in the past?

Can also be a rich second generation.

at this time.

I can only accept the reality, and we have been chatting for a long time, and there is no way to not accept it.

The tension and fear in Han Shuo's heart gradually dissipated. He relaxed and asked casually, Grandpa, you now have 70,000 or 80,000 employees. Why do you keep asking me to burn money?

Stinky boy, do you think starting a business is so easy, although grandpa occupies a lot of territory here, but they are all poor, and he has raised so many ghost soldiers and ghosts, which costs a lot... .

As soon as Han Shuo understood, he quickly said, Don't worry, Grandpa, grandson will burn it for you immediately.

Don't worry, dear grandson, this thing is very particular. If you burn it randomly, Grandpa won't receive a dime.

what.

Han Shuo was shocked.

You mean, I burned so much for you in the past, and it was all in vain?

That's right.

Then what should I do to burn the paper money into your old man's hands?

Grandpa taught you...

End the call, it's already dark.

Han Shuo, exhausted and frightened, hurriedly washed and fell asleep.

this night.

Hard to get a good night's sleep.

Grandpa didn't look for him anymore.

The next morning.

Han Shuo pulled out the family's only means of transportation from the small warehouse, a Phoenix bicycle, and looked at the rusted chain.

He opened the oil packet in the crispy noodles he ate yesterday and dripped it.

so.

The chain is lubricated with oil and you can ride it and come to the lively market town.

Walk around the market town, and first sacrifice to the temple of the five internal organs.

Han Shuo found a shop with a one-stop shop, and went in to take a look.

ho.

Everything inside is complete.

Various wreaths.

And mansions made of paper and hemp stalks, sports cars, beautiful women, as well as TVs, refrigerators and other household appliances......

Han Shuo even saw a plane.

good guy.

Han Shuo called him a good guy.

I don't know what to do with this stuff...

Need something?

While Han Shuo was looking at the various sacrificial items placed on the ground, a little fat man with golden hair dyed in the flowing sea stepped forward and said enthusiastically, Our house is the number one funeral shop in Shibo Town, a century-old brand. , These on the ground are all made by the old master, the materials are solid, and the price is fair, the old man is not deceived, and it is good to use it......

Han Shuo turned his head to look, and found that this man looked familiar.

You, you are Chu...

I'm Chu Yun.

The little fat man was a little surprised, he looked at Han Shuo carefully, and suddenly exclaimed.

Han Shuo, why are you? When did you come back?

just came back.

Han Shuo smiled. He didn't expect to meet an old classmate here.

At first.

He was in high school in L City, and Chu Yun was in the same class as him.

Because they are both from Shibo Town, the relationship is not bad.

After graduating high school.

Han Shuo went to City C to study at university.

Chu Yun didn't do well in the test and went to a vocational school in L City, and the two cut off contact.

I haven't seen you for several years, Brother Han, where do you get rich now?

Chu Yun handed over a cigarette.

Eat a meal in City C.

City C is good, it's a big city, it's not like I guard this broken shop every day.

Han Shuo waved his hand to refuse the cigarettes, and asked casually, This store is opened by your family?

yes.

There was a trace of loneliness and helplessness on Chu Yun's face.

My grades are poor, I can't get into a good university, and I can't find a good job, so I can only go home and inherit my ancestral business.

The ancestry is good.

Han Shuo sighed secretly. Opening a funeral parlor to make money from the dead is much better than being a social animal.

After some chat.

Han Shuo went straight to the topic: Chu Yun, I'm going to buy some paper money for incense candles, and some cinnabar, do you have any in your family?

Cinnabar?

Chu Yun was stunned for a moment.

There are, but there are, but why are you buying this thing?

Except for some funeral supplies, this thing needs to be used. It doesn't seem to be of great use. You didn't come back to grab my business, right?

I didn't watch TV some time ago and described cinnabar as being so powerful. I want to buy something to play with. Han Shuo smiled lightly and explained it with a random reason.

Those are all lies.

Chu Yun didn't ask too much, and first took him to choose paper money.

Everything from the cheapest yellow paper to beautifully crafted coins.

How much is it?

Han Shuo asked, pointing to a bundle of 50 million dollar bills.

The paper money for grandpa can't be vague, buy the best one if you want.

One hundred sheets in a bundle, thirty yuan per bundle.

Okay, give me five bundles.

A bundle of 5 billion, just these five bundles of money, there are 10 billion.

Burn it for grandpa first.

Not enough to say.

Soon, Han Shuo bought incense paper money.

Chu Yun gave him a box of cinnabar for free.

This is my phone number, I'll be in touch frequently.

Han Shuo took the phone number, said goodbye to Chu Yun, went to the stationery store to buy a few brushes, bought some daily necessities, got on a bicycle, and returned home.