Soon the two little ghosts brought a square table, put the table in the living room, and immediately went to get a chair and mahjong. It turned out that Bai Wuchang was fascinated by playing mahjong recently, and this was specially prepared for him.

Of course, it is not enough to play mahjong alone. Jinshu had no choice but to invite Wang Fan over to make fun of it. With the addition of the three of them, he could only play mahjong with three people.

Before Bai Wuchang came, Wang Fan was looking around and heard a voice outside talking.

"The incense is getting worse and worse now, and I can't charge a few dollars every day. I see, we are both almost starving to death, so how can we buy incense, candles, paper money? I'll spare it today. Pluto and the Tenth Palace Yanjun will not blame us!"

"It would be nice for the two of us to guard this dilapidated temple and prevent it from collapse. There is still money to buy incense, candles, and paper money to burn every day..."

Then he heard the sound of unlocking, and Wang Fan looked out from the window. Two monks, one old and one young, who looked a little sloppy, were opening a box of merit and counting money.

Wang Fan looked at it and found that there was actually money in the merit box, but not much, only a dozen pieces of paper money per piece. Two pieces were broken, and they probably couldn't use it. The two sloppy monks felt distressed.

"I only received fourteen dollars today, and there are two dollars left, but I can't use them. Amitabha, these people dare to deceive even the King of Hades and Yan. They are really bold and reckless. Beware of retribution."

"Oh, do we want both of us to go down the mountain to make a vegetarian food? This money cannot be maintained by one person at all. The incense is getting worse and worse, and this temple cannot be maintained..."

The two monks, one big and one small, lighted rare kerosene lamps, counting money under the lamp while complaining. It is estimated that this temple is too far from the village, so they don’t even pull the electricity. There is only kerosene lamps, and the conditions are quite difficult.

"Oh, Lord Wang Fan, long time no see. I heard Jin Shu say that I specially invited you to come together today. I dare not delay the road. I will come here quickly. Come on, let's play mahjong together!"

Bai Wuchang was very familiar with this place. Before the sound came, he came first. A white shadow flashed by. Bai Wuchang was holding a cage in his hand. There was actually a macaw inside, the parrot, long-tailed parakeet, with colorful feathers.

As soon as Bai Wuchang entered the hall, he handed the cage over the two little ghosts who were serving him, and then pulled Wang Fan down. The two monks in the temple felt that the kerosene lamp suddenly darkened, as if a gust of wind blew over, and they were all shocked.

I wondered in my heart whether I hadn't burned paper money recently and offended the Hades. If he was angry, he would not be able to afford it.

"I'd better take a little incense and candle from the box and burn it. I always feel it was gloomy just now!"

"Forget it, I'll keep the incense and candle for pilgrims to go up the mountain and take it out when I pay for it!"

After talking, the two of them did not burn paper money, but put out the candles together. They went to the mountain behind to rest, and they would think of this temple. Today, not only did Bai Wuchang come, but also a mortal.

The Jinshu on one side looked a little embarrassed. Although he was a ghost messenger, because he was a new ghost messenger, the temple with good incense had long been occupied by other ghost messengers with his own skills. It would be good if he could get such a dilapidated temple and enjoy the incense occasionally.

Now, except for the most valuable mobile phones configured in the Underworld, there is really nothing else. However, if a ghost servant like him in the human world, there will still be two little ghost servants under his command, which can be regarded as demonstrating the difference in identity.

He only felt that he was incomparable to Wang Fan. Not only did he sell everything in Sanjie Supermarket, but the environment inside was very good. He was in a dilapidated place and had nothing. The conditions were too poor, and he didn't even light incense!

Sad! Fortunately, Wang Fan did not look down on him, otherwise he would be even more inferior! People cannot compare with others, and ghosts cannot compare with ghosts!

Wang Fan also saw Jin Shu's embarrassment. He was very kind-hearted, but after a short time as a ghost mess, he must have some things he didn't know very well. The temple was not incense, but he had to find a way.

"Don't think too much. Brother, I'm still thinking about having a conversation with Brother Wang Fan. He is a big rich man, so he has to let him help us two poor people on the table!"

Bai Wuchang laughed, and he saw Jin Shu's embarrassment, but there was nothing he could do about this. Even if he was a ghost, he had to be lucky and smart. Not every ghost is able to do well.

"Come on, you are all here, let me shine brightly. Don't sigh at anything, come and play mahjong quickly!"

All the visitors were guests, but Jin Shu was very enthusiastic. He pulled the two of them to the table. Wang Fan was not very good at playing mahjong, because he used to have little rest at work, and with the addition of playing mahjong, he had no such conditions in Jiangcheng at that time.

When Wang Fan used to rent a house, if he was really bored, he would play games online or fight landlords, and get some fun online, and he would entertain himself alone.

But even though he rarely plays mahjong, it is like an old saying that he has never eaten pork and has always seen pigs walking, so he can do it with one lesson. He is very lucky, at least sometimes he can do bad cards!

"I just said, people can play mahjong, and Jinshu is worried that you can't do it. I said that winning money means winning money from people like you. Haha, Brother Wang Fan, after you paid the tuition and lost money, you naturally learned it quickly. This is very fun!"

Bai Wuchang was laughing haha. During this period, everyone in the underworld knew that Bai Wuchang was fascinated by playing mahjong. Even Jin Shu, who had just become a ghost messenger, knew about it.

"They all meet each other, it seems like a big beard!"

Wang Fan even doubted whether Jin Shu and Bai Wuchang were collectively letting go of water. How could he, a rookie, still be able to make a fool of himself?

"You can start the phoenix card with a new hand. Brother Wang Fan, your card is really good. I have to accept it!"

Bai Wuchang was amazed, but the three of them played cards, but they didn't play much. They all used monster coins. Wang Fan and Bai Wuchang were nothing, but the golden tree was a little painful, but it wouldn't work if they didn't do this. He still had something like Bai Wuchang asked for advice!

"Brother Bai has been a ghost servant for so many years. Look at the dilapidated temple of brothers, they are so poor that they are almost collapsed, and the two monks are almost starving to death. The worship is even more untimely. I haven't burned some paper money for me for several days. I wonder if you have any tricks, even for the sake of Lord Wang Fan, I will teach me one or two tricks!"

Jin Shu was treating Bai Wuchang like this, but in fact he wanted to give him some advice. He couldn't live this life like this. Without incense, he just relied on his little bit of death salary in the underworld, nothing was enough!"

Jin Shu looked at Bai Wuchang with a gaze, but Bai Wuchang was laughing all over his mouth, but he refused to say anything more. Seeing this, Wang Fan had to persuade Jin Shu to relax and not to worry about this matter.

They were playing mahjong on the table here, and the sound was rustling. The macaw in the cage on the other side was not safe. Wang Fan felt strange. How did Bai Wuchang catch a parrot? What's the matter?

"Brother Bai, where did you catch the parrot? Do you want to bring it back to the underworld?"

"Oh, this is when I was doing an errand in the human world, I saw a woman committing suicide by jumping into the water, and then unexpectedly his soul turned into a parrot. There were not many variations like the human world, so I planned to bring him back to the underworld!"

Bai Wuchang was talking casually while receiving the cards, but his words aroused Wang Fan's curiosity. After a person died, his soul turned into a parrot? It's really strange. Could it be that she was a parrot originally, and then reincarnated as a human being, and then became an original body after death?

Isn’t it said that if some people mistakenly enter the animal realm, they will be reincarnated and become animals, just like those pigs, horses, cattle and sheep? How can a person’s soul become an animal after death?

"There is such a strange thing? It turns out that the soul of a person will become an animal after his death. I really didn't know it before!"

Wang Fan took a card and said with a smile. Bai Wuchang played one by one over there. He immediately fell down the card and called Hu!

Bai Wuchang, on the other hand, looked regretful. He was playing a bad card that he had made and played one well. If he couldn't, he should play four of them first with Jinshu. Oh, hey, he's going to lose money now!

"Jin Shu, you are not honest. Didn't you say that Lord Wang Fan can't play mahjong? Look at him who won a lot of our monster coins tonight. Fortunately, he didn't play much today, otherwise we would have lost a lot!"

Bai Wuchang smiled bitterly. This mahjong is really amazing. Sometimes people who can play cards may not necessarily win money. The kind who can’t play cards, but has good luck, is enviable.

"Ahem, this is the one who wins more money and wins less money. Lord Wang Fan is so rich, he still has to beat us two poor people!"

Jin Shu also said with a smile. Today, because Wang Fan said that he could not play mahjong, the cards of the three people were very small, and each time they won and lost, they only had a few monster coins. This was barely acceptable to Jin Shu. So even if you lose a few dollars, it would make Lord Wang Fan and Bai Wuchang happy, he felt that it was very cost-effective!

"I have finished my errand this time. With Brother Wang here, I will stay for two more days. Brother Wang will come to play mahjong again tomorrow, but then I will call one more person to avoid three people playing. I will be too tired!"

Wang Fan won a few games in a row. Although he didn't have much money, he felt very happy when he saw Jin Shu and Bai Wuchang regretting and said that he was playing the wrong card. It turned out that playing mahjong was so fun.

"Okay, I go to work every day at 11 o'clock, so it's okay to come and play for a few hours every night. Oh, it's almost half past ten, I have to go back first today!"

When Wang Fan looked at the time on his phone, he was almost at work at Sanjie Supermarket. He had to leave immediately. Only the two of them were left, so he definitely couldn't play cards!

"Two sirs, why don't I play with you?"

Suddenly a very strange voice sounded, which surprised them who were about to end. Who was talking? (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!