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Jiang Fei had a headache about this answer. Xiaoqian was so awesome. He directly snatched someone's car, but this also proved that Xiaoqian was awesome. He wandered around the road of the underworld, wandered around the Naihe Bridge, and even snatched someone's car. He didn't dare to care about it.

"Do you know the address of that store?" Jiang Fei thought, since the old man was dead, his skills should still be there and would not be lost.

After Xiaoqian told Jiang Fei the address, he drove to the shop called Tong Youming.

The store was very dark, with dark candles burning there, and a trace of fragrance was burning in the center, which looked very attractive.

"Sir, do you buy something?" A young man walked out, wearing a Tang suit, and was tied with a paper man.

Jiang Fei narrowed his eyes and glanced carefully. The man had no spiritual power on his body, just like an ordinary person, but the paper man in his hand had a trace of spiritual power. To be precise, it should be ghost power.

It seems that this person should have received the true teaching and can create a paper man who can communicate yin and yang. If this gorgeous woman burns, she will become a maid in the underworld and act as a little maid.

"Are you Mr. Dong's son?" Jiang Fei asked.

The man's eyelids moved slightly, stopped the movement in his hand, looked up and asked, "You know your father."

When Jiang Fei heard this, he was right and called out, "I heard that Mr. Dong had a better paper man, so I'm going to buy some."

"Oh, it's a pity that my father has passed away." The man replied.

Jiang Fei said: "I don't know if Brother Dong has the skills like your father. I just happen to have a job I want you to take on."

"What do you want to pierce?"

"Aston Martin." Jiang Fei said with his lips curled up.

Brother Dong frowned slightly and said, "I can't prick that thing. I don't have enough strength, so I can only prick these gadgets."

"Can't you think of a solution?" Jiang Fei asked back.

Brother Dong picked up the paper man and continued to tie it up, saying, "Branding paper is not my job. I have my own job. This is just my father's last wish. That's why I occasionally come to tick some when someone needs it."

Think about it, many industries in China are now desolate. After all, these ancestral crafts seem useless now. If Brother Dong lives on this paper money shop, it would probably be a problem for food and clothing.

"But I know someone who is very skilled, but she is not in Shangning usually. This is her address, so you can try your luck." Brother Dong pointed another way to Jiang Fei and asked him to find it by himself.

Jiang Fei followed the address and found that the address was actually a funeral home. I'll leave. This craftsman actually works in the funeral home. It seems that this piece of paper can't make much money.

After arriving at the funeral home, Jiang Fei walked into the staff dormitory, which was still a separate dormitory, looking a little gloomy.

Jiang Fei knocked on the door, and a cold "Please enter" came from inside, then he pushed the door and walked in.

I saw a cold and frosty man who was fiddling with a paper-made villa in his hand. It was extremely exquisite, decent and full of spiritual power.

"Ruomeng!" Jiang Fei exclaimed, unable to believe everything in front of him. This man who was building a villa was actually the corpse-driven girl he saw in Xiangxi, Wen Ruomeng.

Wen Ruomeng also heard Jiang Fei's voice, raised her head, and after seeing him, a hint of surprise flashed across her face, saying, "Why are you here?"

"I want to ask you, why are you here?" Jiang Fei asked back.

It turned out that after the Thunder Fire was transferred to Shangning, she brought Wen Ruomeng over. After all, her forensic skills are excellent, but forensic is also a jian for this girl. She really has many professions, such as driving corpses, forensic doctors, tidying paper, funeral beauty, etc. In short, they are all related to dead corpses.

Now she just goes wherever she needs to go. If she has corpses, she will go back to Xiangxi. If the police station needs to be a forensic doctor, she will go to the funeral management work. In an instant, she will make paper.

Thinking about this girl holding multiple jobs, no wonder she once said that she had no home, only so many jobs, no place to live, and buying a house is useless.

"So, will you kill Aston Martin? It's the kind that can open in the underworld." Jiang Fei asked the main point at this moment.

Wen Ruomeng nodded and said, "Yes, but this is very energy-consuming and the price is not cheap."

Jiang Fei thought it was not cheap, and even a few thousand was considered expensive. As a result, after hearing the price, his chin was shocked.

"How many, 200,000!" Jiang Fei opened his mouth and said, "It's so expensive, can it be cheaper?"

Wen Ruomeng still said coldly: "This is already a friendship price. Do you think it's easy to make paper? I have been studying for many years and it's no different price!"

This technology of communicating yin and yang is naturally not cheap.

Jiang Fei thought about it and agreed. After giving the style to Wen Ruomeng, the girl went to make paper.

She kept tying paper all morning, and Jiang Fei was watching from the side. I have to say that this really requires craftsmanship. It was only after dawn to dark at night that it was barely finished.

"Thank you." After Jiang Fei paid, he lit it directly in the funeral home and burned the car.

The black smoke rolled, and Xiaoqian seemed to feel the existence of the car and emerged, looking at her new car with satisfaction.

"Evil ghost, you actually dare to commit murder in this way." Wen Ruomeng saw Xiaoqian and felt her strong ghost aura, she immediately took out a talisman and shot towards Xiaoqian with a whoosh.

Bang!

Xiaoqian was appreciating her new car with satisfaction, but did not notice these things. She was directly on the back of the talisman and started to burn after brushing it.

"You little girl is so unreasonable. You just bought the new clothes for me. You just burned them to see if I don't deal with you." Xiaoqian was extremely angry, turned around and a spate of ghost energy emerged, attacking Wen Ruomeng.

Wen Ruomeng didn't give in too much. She held the purple flame lamp in Changming, and balls of purple flames shot out, fighting with Xiaoqian.

Exorcizing ghosts and catching corpses was her job. When she saw Xiaoqian's strong ghost aura, she wanted to kill many people, so she planned to do her best.

"Don't hit, don't hit, they are all my own people. Oh my go, I almost burned my butt."

Jiang Fei was stunned when he saw this scene. He started to do it without saying a word. What was going on?

"Don't hit, Sister Qian, stop first, she is no match for you, she is more hurting than to hurt her."

Xiaoqian's cultivation over the past few hundred years has not been vain. She has gained the upper hand in a blink of an eye, and Wen Ruomeng has been suppressed and beaten.
Chapter completed!