nal memory. Now she wouldn't have to go there and could still get so much compensation, she agreed without thinking about it.It's true that she'll take any money she can get, but if there's an easy wa...Fu Yonghui stood at the door watching Yang Fan leave. Thinking about what she was going to do next, his body trembled involuntarily.

Under Zhang's explanation, he knew Yang Fan could tell fortunes and exorcise ghosts, and also knew that the person who came to Li's house today was here to find Yang Fan to summon a ghost.

He was timid from a young age and wouldn't even dare to listen to horror stories.

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and he clutched Zhang's arm tightly.

"Daughter-in-law, how could Yang Fan, a young girl, be so bold" There was admiration in her voice.

"I don't know what these ghosts look like."

Although he is timid, he is also curious.

"What else could ghosts look like They'd definitely look human, right" Zhang's Aunt said with a disgusted expression, pushing him. "Alright, hurry up and don't just stand here. Go wash the bowl."

Fu Yonghui looked terrified and said, "You wash with me, just stand beside me and watch. I'm scared."

If Yang Fan can't control the ghost and it runs out, what should we do

"When I'm taking a bath and going to the bathroom later, you have to stay with me too."

Aunt Zhang : …

I should have known better than to tell him.

Wang Dequan had dinner at Old Li's house and, following Yang Fan's instructions, arrived at Yang Fan's house alone at 10:50.

He stood in the yard, nervously rubbing his hands, "Master, should I just wait here"

"You can go inside the house and move a stool outside to wait," Yang Fan pointed to the house and said, "If you feel cold, you can wait inside."

I'll just wait outside then.

He went into the room and moved a stool outside to sit on, waiting. His legs were not good and he couldn't stand for long.

"Alright, we'll know by eleven whether your wife and daughter can come see you."

Wang Dequan: "Good."

Yang Fan walked over and closed all the courtyards, then went into the house and walked to the next-door warehouse.

Wang Dequan didn't know how she summoned the spirit, so he sat in the courtyard as instructed and waited.

Looking at the empty yard, he took a few deep breaths, his hands on his lap, praying silently that they hadn't been reincarnated yet, that he could still see them one last time.

Time flew by, every second seemed like an hour. In just ten minutes, he felt like a century had passed.

Finally, 11 o'clock arrived.

"Click"

The quiet courtyard was suddenly disturbed by the sound of a door unlocking. Wang Dequan, following the noise, saw that the warehouse door of the nearby courier station was being slowly opened.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear a electronic sound.

Under his gaze, the roller shutter rose completely, revealing its full interior.

An empty warehouse, Yang Fan sat behind the counter at the entrance, with a computer beside him.

Wang Dequan's eyes were a little lost. Master, what are you doing

He was about to get up and ask the other person, but he saw Yang Fan drawing something in the air with his hand. Immediately after, he felt a warm wind blowing towards him.

In an instant, the scene before him changed. He froze halfway out of his seat, his pupils dilated, staring blankly at what was unfolding in front of him.

In the empty house, shelves were piled high with express packages. The "Blue Bird Express" sign on the door had somehow become "Huangquan Express." Where there was no one before, several "people" suddenly appeared, heading towards Yang Fan.

One woman in a patient's gown looked quite familiar to me.

Wang Dequan cautiously called out, "Pearl..."

The woman in the hospital gown froze at the sound of his voice, her body rigid. She slowly turned around, seemingly unable to believe what she was hearing.

The two locked eyes, Wang Zhēnzhū staring at the old man in the courtyard in disbelief. She instinctively opened her mouth to call out to him, but no sound came out. She ran excitedly towards him.

Seeing his own daughter, Wang Dequan's tears flowed down immediately, "Pearla..."

He trembled as he reached out, wanting to touch her, but hesitated. He was afraid that the person before him, like in the past, would only be an illusion.

Wang Zhēnzhū looked at him, tears streaming down her face, silently crying out: "Dad."

Other ghosts turned their eyes in that direction, as if it were strange to see a living person here besides the stationmaster.

Jian Xiangdi was touched to see them reunited, it was so good. At last, this aunt got to see her family again.

Liang Zi Shu walked into the station, and the computer prompted her that she had clocked in successfully.

Hearing the prompt tone, Jian Xiangdi also hurried inside and successfully checked in.

"Boss, are those her family members" Liang Zishu asked Yang Fan curiously.

Yang Fan gave a light "um" in response.

Liang Zishu wore an envious expression. “That’s great.”

Yang Fan glanced at her, "You can give me the contact information of the person you want to see, and I'll have them come see you."

"Really!" Liang Zishu abruptly raised his voice, "You really can make the person I want to see come see me!"

Jian Xiangdi looked at Yang Fan expectantly, could it really make the people they wanted to see come and see them!

Other ghosts heard Liang Zishou's voice and all turned their heads to look this way.

What They can let people who want to see them call them

Is that true

Yang Fan nodded. "Really, see once 100,000 yuan, when the time to let the person who came to see you pay the bill."

A talisman worth ten thousand pieces, no problem.

Liang Zi Shu: "..."

Once ten thousand!

It's probably best to forget it. Her friend is just a struggling salaryman who only earns five thousand a month, she doesn't have that much money to see her.

Jian Xiangdi instantly deflated. His mother couldn't come up with that much money to see him either.

Upon seeing my family members on Earth, they offered me ten thousand yuan!

The other ghosts were also scared off by this price. 100,000 yuan for a dead person That's not worth it at all.

But one, a young man with yellow hair who looked to be in his twenties, immediately had his eyes light up.

He opened his mouth to speak, but a voice beside him interrupted him.

"Master, why can't my daughter speak!"

Wang Dequan, with Wang Zhēnzhū's face full of anxiety, hurried to the doorway.

He just heard all these ghosts talking, why can't his daughter speak

Yang Fan's gaze shifted to Wang Zhuer. At a glance, he saw the problem. "Her tongue was cut out after she died. A curse was placed on her with dark magic, making her mute for all eternity."

This is why she ate so many spirit fruits, her soul recovered, but she still couldn't speak.

That bastard is so cruel! To make her a mute for all eternity!

Wang Zhēnhu's eyes flashed with intense hatred. Driven by hatred, her pupils gradually turned blood red, her nails grew longer, and a thick black mist surged around her.

Oh no! She's going to become a demon!

Other ghosts left far away at first.

Liang Zi Shu and Jian Xiang Di hid behind Yang Fan, "Oh my god, how did this ghost suddenly become an evil spirit"

The little white tiger Lao Hei, who had been lying at Yang Fan's feet, sensed something was wrong. He tightly hugged her legs with his four small paws.

Only Wang Dequan hadn't discovered the changes in his daughter. Hearing that his daughter was to be mute until life and death, he was distraught with worry.

"Master, could you please help my daughter!"

Yang Fan didn't answer him.

Seeing Wang Zhuerh about to become a demon, she calmly took out her thunderwood from the drawer and pointed it at her.

"Go back, or I'll make you die again."

Wang Zhēnzhū: …Okay, Master.

Her demonic path came to an abrupt and unceremonious end in less than half a minute.rode a shared bicycle to work every day. It was environmentally friendly, low-carbon, and good exercise.Today, he was no exception. He took out his phone and was about to scan the code when he, out o...