"When we went there, there were too many people in the hall to explain the signature, so I went directly to find the old monk." Xiaofu said casually: "He is not as difficult as you said."

"Xiao Fu, what did you say in your signature?" Zhang Tianyou suddenly asked.

When girls ask for a visa, they usually ask about marriage. When Zhang Tianyou asked, Xiao Fu couldn't help but blush and said shyly: "I won't tell you!"

This girl is like this now, she looks like a girl in her youth. No wonder she is already sixteen years old and will get married and have children in ancient times.

"Indi, didn't you go with me too? What sign did you ask for?" Shen Ziyu also asked with a little deeper meaning.

"I, I forgot." Nat Indi certainly understood what she meant, and also lowered his head shyly.

Seeing them like this, the fool knew what they were asking for, but no one just explained it thoroughly.

I thought I was leaving the day after tomorrow and I would go to see Liu Dali at night, hoping to help him solve the symptoms of writing at night.

After lunch, Zhang Tianyou led them around in Yichang, and at the same time inquired about the whereabouts of his uncle. Until dark, he could not find Zhou Tong.

Zhang Tianyou was so angry that he really wanted to leave him alone. This old man hasn't seen him for a long time since he came to Yichang. He always pretended to be mysterious in front of his own people.

He looked up and looked at the sky. It was already dark. Now go to the construction site to see Liu Dali first, and see if he can still write at night.

When I arrived at the construction site, I saw that the construction site was full of workers. Liu Dali stood in a car and said something loudly, because it was too far away and couldn't hear it clearly.

"What is Liu Dali doing? It's not a conference, right?" Pan Xiaona said while seeing so many people.

"Let's go, let's go over and take a look." Zhang Tianyou was also curious and led everyone over.

"I tell you, whoever brought the cutting machine to me quickly, I won't bother with him. If I find out, not only will I not be able to get the wages, but I will also pay two cutters for the money." Liu Dali shouted to everyone with a paper-wrapped horn.

It can be heard that it was like the tool from the construction site was lost, and Liu Dali was asking everyone loudly, but as he asked so loudly, even if the people in it were taken by him, he would not dare to admit it.

"Liu Dali!" At this moment, Pan Xiaona shouted.

Liu Dali was holding the paper horn and was about to shout again, but suddenly he heard someone calling him. He couldn't help but be stunned. He looked in the sound and found that it was Zhang Tianyou and the others. He quickly put down the horn and jumped out of the car.

"It turns out that Mr. Zhang is here, and he laughs when he sees it." Liu Dali jumped out of the car and quickly walked to Zhang Tianyou's face and smiled.

At this time, the workers discovered that Zhang Tianyou and the others were coming. Liu Dali shouted to the workers again: "It's all gone, it's time to have a meal."

When the workers heard this, they all went to have a meal.

"Brother Liu, where are you acting?" Zhang Tianyou asked in confusion.

"Hey, don't mention it, some trivial things on the construction site." Liu Dali sighed and said, "There are people on the construction site and they often throw things away. I'm throwing all the cutting machines today."

"If you lose it, just throw it away. Is it worth your noise?" Xiaofu said disdainfully.

Liu Dali looked at her and knew that she was Zhang Tianyou's friend. He didn't say anything. He rushed to Zhang Tianyou and said, "Mr. Zhang, let's talk in the room."

As he spoke, he brought Zhang Tianyou to his office. He hadn't come for a few days. The boy was much more comfortable. He built a few houses for himself, one of which he lived in and the other as offices.

After entering, Liu Dali hurriedly poured water for them until he finished his work. Liu Dali said, "Mr. Zhang, is there anything wrong with coming here tonight?"

"It's not for your business." Pan Xiaona gave him a blank look and said, "Zhang Tiansheng is leaving. You can't let you write every night, right?"

When Liu Dali heard this, he seemed very moved. He knew that Zhang Tianyou was a capable man invited by Qian Wanli for a lot of money. He did not expect that Zhang Tianyou would go to the construction site to treat his "illness" for himself.

"Zhang, Mr. Zhang, thank you so much." Liu Dali held Zhang Tianyou's hand and burst into tears, and was very grateful.

"Brother Liu, this is nothing. You have helped us a lot over so many days." Zhang Tianyou said politely: "How do you feel these two nights?"

Liu Dali smiled awkwardly: "Like the same as before, I can write every night."

Zhang Tianyou nodded. It seemed that his "illness" had not improved at all, but what was the root cause of his illness?

At this time, he opened his eyes and looked at Liu Dali again. He saw that there was no black fog on his body, and the construction site was very clean now. If this was the case, he shouldn't be able to write every night.

They wanted to see Liu Dali's symptoms again, so they let Liu Dali go to bed first. When they waited at around 11 o'clock in the evening, they saw that Liu Dali got up again and took a notebook in the house and wrote it. Although it was not easy to write, it was more than enough to write one book in one night.

Moreover, it is written in a crooked manner and is incomprehensible. Most of them are radicals, and many of the characters are like Japanese characters. Could it be that Liu Dali has brought Japanese ghosts to themselves?

They studied for a long time but couldn't figure out the reason. Even though Liu Dali's "disease" could not be cured for a while, they went back first. When they came back, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

As soon as I left the construction site, I had not traveled far, I saw a lot of fire on the road ahead. When I looked out through the window, I saw that there were many people burning paper on the road.

"What day is today? How come so many people come to burn paper?" Zhang Tianyou asked curiously.

"Yes, today is not Qingming Festival." Shen Ziyu also agreed.

"I don't know either, why don't we stop the car and ask," Pan Xiaona said.

Zhang Tianyou nodded, and the car stopped not far away. After everyone got out of the car, they walked forward to an old lady burning paper.

I saw the old lady with white hair kneeling on the ground, picking out paper money from the bag next to her.

"Grandma, what day is today? Why are there so many people burning paper?" Zhang Tianyou walked closer and asked softly.

"What day is it? Of course it is a day that will kill you." As he said that, he suddenly rushed towards Zhang Tianyou. Zhang Tianyou was startled and saw that the old lady's face was like a skeleton, which scared Zhang Tianyou so much that he hurriedly avoided.

At the same time, Xiao Fu raised her leg and kicked the old lady far away. The old lady screamed and suddenly turned into a black mist and disappeared.

Then, looking at other people who burn paper, the others were gone. No, to be precise, they should be the ghosts who burn paper.
Chapter completed!