"You said it yourself. If they pluck your hair, doesn't it mean that the hair on your body is thicker there?"

"You are shameless and obscene!"

Those who were still angry would punch and kick me.

"Hey, we are in the Jiang Mansion. Can you restrain yourself? If we don't let them find any clues, we will waste all our efforts."

When Shang Ke gets angry, his breasts grow twice in size, making people jealous just to see them.

"Ahem, I'm not kidding you. What's wrong with you?"

"I'm talking about my hairs. They pricked my hairs and it always hurts!"

"Sister, it's your fault. It's not right for you to just talk about hair. Why are you talking about hair? There's so much room for imagination in this hair. You can't blame me."

"Zhang Erpi, please stop making excuses. It's because your thoughts are too dirty and dirty."

Seeing Shang Ke's excited look, I burst into laughter.

"You're still laughing, shut up!"

I raised my hands and said, "Okay, I won't laugh. Isn't it okay if I don't laugh?"

I vaguely heard someone talking behind the door.

"Did you see? This is a man who sold his girlfriend for a little money. How stupid is this girl? She was sold directly to the underworld and had to count the money."

"Isn't that true? I heard that she asked for 10 million for herself. Her people are dead. What can she do with this 10 million? Of course she wants it for this man."

"When we look for boyfriends in the future, we need to keep our eyes peeled."

"Yeah, it's not worth it to think about this girl. She's going to die soon and she can still laugh."

"Everyone has his own destiny, so let's not complain for her."

"Hey, let's go to work."

The two girls shook their heads and left.

It was already dark, so the housekeeper took Monk Ke and me to Jiang Qingshan’s yard.

An altar has been set up in the courtyard, and candles and incense are burning on the incense table.

A man is wearing a shaman costume and a sacred hat, holding a drum in his left hand and a mallet in his right hand, and chanting words.

I thought it was some kind of psychic, but it turned out to be a shaman.

There are very few shamans in our coastal areas, and most of them appear in the northeastern region.

Mrs. Jiang actually invited a shaman from the Northeast, and it seemed that she was very concerned about his son.

Another name for shamans in the Northeast is Tiao Da Shen.

While I was looking at the shaman, Shang Ke was taken to the room by two girls.

Then he was tied to the bed, the shaman sat cross-legged on the ground, yawned and started playing the drum.

Suddenly he jumped up from the ground, beating the drums and dancing, and singing words that I couldn't understand.

It really frightened me. It’s not the ghosts that scare you, but the people that scare you.

He suddenly trembled all over, his teeth gritted loudly, his eyes were closed tightly, and his whole body was shaking, feeling extremely painful.

Mrs. Jiang sat on the chair and looked with longing eyes, full of expectation.

I watched the shaman carefully from the sidelines, not knowing whether he was just pretending to be a ghost or if he was really having second thoughts.

Can you really be psychic?

The shaman worked very hard and jumped up and down in the yard for more than ten minutes, as if he was fighting an evil spirit and was sweating profusely.

The shaman suddenly shouted: "The road to the underworld has been opened, and all the imps have been killed to lead the way for the gods. What are your long-cherished wishes?"

At this time, Mrs. Jiang was helped up by the housekeeper and fell to her knees on the ground.

"Great Immortal, I have chosen a wife for my son Jiang Qingshan. I don't know if he is satisfied with it. Please take her down for a blind date."

"Giggle..."

The shaman chuckled, then trembled all over again.

"Give them their birthdays and horoscopes!"

"well!"

Mrs. Jiang obeyed the shaman's advice.

Immediately ask the housekeeper to burn the two yellow papers with the birth dates of Shang Ke and Jiang Qingshan.

The shaman jumped up and down again, then sat on the ground and began to mutter something.

But when he was chanting shamanistic texts, I somehow felt that this man's voice sounded familiar, but I just couldn't remember where I had heard it.

At this moment, Shang Ke in the room suddenly screamed and twitched on the bed.

The shaman managed to capture Shang Ke's soul twice.

The Jiang family seems to be accustomed to strange things. They have seen this kind of thing a lot, so they took emergency measures very well.

Tie Shang Ke tightly to the bed and put a handkerchief in her mouth so that she would not bite her tongue.

Shang Ke only convulsed for about two minutes and then fell into coma.

Shang Ke's soul looked dull, as if it was being pulled by something to the underworld.

I directly found a place where no one was around and followed Shang Ke.

When we came to the underworld, we found the place full of ghosts, desolate and overgrown with weeds. It seemed like this place was quite poor.

From time to time, the bones of some corpses would appear underfoot.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and several little ghosts rushed toward Shang Ke.

As a result, he was subdued by two female ghosts flying towards him.

These two female ghosts were wearing white robes and were very beautiful. Compared to the ghosts in the underworld, they were pretty.

"You dare to touch the Ghost King's woman, do you want to be wiped out in ashes?"

Several little ghosts were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy, and ran away like mice.

The two female ghosts supported Shang Ke and walked forward until a large luxurious villa appeared in front of them.

This villa is very luxurious, with five or six floors. The mansions of Yin Laogui and Bai Zhicheng are even smaller than the tip of his iceberg.

It seems that Jiang Qingshan is really a rich man among ghosts.

Next to the villa, there were many starving ghosts waiting for charity from the ghost king.

Shang Ke was taken to the villa, and I followed him in secretly.

It's so luxurious inside, just like a palace.

With marble floors, crystal chandeliers hanging on the shed, which are worth at least hundreds of thousands, and famous paintings and antiques that can be seen everywhere on the walls, it is not an exaggeration to say that Jiang Qingshan is the richest kid in the underworld.

The moment the door opened, I was stunned.

A group of little ghosts are holding a luxurious feast here, and Jiang Qingshan is standing among the ghosts, dancing enthusiastically.

He is handsome, tall and dressed in a knight's uniform. He has a very elegant temperament, just like a prince.

The Vienna Woods Waltz was playing in the hall, and Jiang Qingshan saw Shang Ke at a glance.

After a few turns, he came to Shang Ke.

He stretched out his hand and took Shang Ke step by step to bring her to the center of the hall.

He grabbed Shangke's small waist with his left hand and pushed hard, and his huge breasts pressed against Jiang Qingshan's body.

Jiang Qingshan glanced down, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

He grabbed Shang Ke's little hand with his right hand, and the two of them danced to the music.

I really didn't expect that Shang Ke could actually dance the waltz.

When the song ended, all the ghosts and ghosts present applauded Jiang Qingshan.

In fact, I don’t think his dancing is that good. These shady generals are all flatterers. Who made Jiang Jinshan rich?
Chapter completed!