I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

Warm sunlight shines through the windows into the spacious bedroom.

On the big bed, two delicate bodies, one on the left and one on the right, lay on Yang Shou's body.

It feels like a ghost pressing a bed.

However, it was the woman's strong and plump thighs that were pressing on her body.

Yang Shou is used to this.

After waking up, he was stunned for a while, and he casually pushed Reba Yang aside.

"I have already seen Reba's body, but the other one has not seen it yet."

"Waiting for reality."

"Hey, the sins of paper-made people have to be repaid by their bodies.

Turning his eyes away from the two bodies, his nose was getting hot again.

Yang Shou got up and got dressed, opened the door and went out.

The size of the villa is large, and the corridors are winding.

But within two steps, he smelled a faint fragrance.

"Smells good, looks like a good cook."

Smiling, Yang Shou walked all the way to the dining room, and saw Gao Minglan coming from the kitchen carrying the food.

"Ah, Brother Yang, did I wake you up?"

Gao Minglan put down the food, looking a little embarrassed.

This scene, even if the mobile phone sees it, it is estimated that it will be speechless.

The strange woman who once turned into a red dress in the abandoned school building has become gentle and virtuous now.

"Good wake up."

Yang Shou pulled up the chair and sat down, picked up the chopsticks and tasted a couple of mouthfuls, showing a satisfied expression.

"Compared to those two who can only warm the bed, you are much stronger."

In the world of Ping'an Community, Weird is no different from a living person, having a similar life.

Yang Shou naturally has the same emotions and needs as normal people.

How can there be a pretty cook who orders takeaway every day.

"Brother Yang." Gao Minglan pursed her lips, "Actually, I can also warm the bed."

"ah?"

Yang Shou stopped chewing and looked at Gao Minglan.

Then he saw the other party chuckle.

"Haha, I scared you, I was joking.

"You can't fit so many people in your bed."

is it just a joke

A little speechless, Yang Shou shook his head and continued to eat.

Gao Minglan didn't sit down, but just stood aside, watching quietly.

When Yang Shou needs a spoon or a tissue, she smiles and reaches out to give it out.

Although he didn't say anything, the warmth in his eyes seemed to say a lot.

After ten minutes passed, Yang Shou finally finished eating.

He had just stood up when Gao Minglan had already come to the table and cleaned up the dishes on the table.

"Actually, you don't have to

Yang Shou said with a sigh.

Gao Minglan raised her head and smiled.

"Without you, I would have lost my mind and become a strange red-clothed man who only knows how to kill.

"This is the kindness of life-saving, I must repay you."

"That's fine." Yang Shou nodded, turned and left, ready to go for a walk outside.

When he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered something and felt that it was necessary to talk to Gao Minglan.

Gao Minglan was standing by the table, staring at Yang Shou's back, seeing him suddenly turn around, a little flustered, she lowered her head and pretended to clean up seriously.

"Just these two days, I'm going to go see the real world."

"The place where I'm going to descend should be the headquarters of the Death Forum."

"That's the organization that Li Xiao belongs to."

"I'll help you kill him."

After hearing this name, Gao Minglan's white skirt suddenly turned without wind, and a few faint red streaks appeared faintly.

This is the person she hates the most, as long as she thinks about it, it will be difficult to suppress the power of Hong Yi.

But when she saw Yang Shou's gentle smile, she trembled in her heart, and soon calmed down again.

"Brother Yang, can I go with you?"

"I want to kill him with my own hands."

Yang Shou shook his head, "No, at least not now.

"That place is weird, I went by myself, and I'm not sure enough.

"That's why I didn't act immediately."

Gao Minglan said strangely:

"But brother Yang, didn't you just say that you would go in a few days?"

"Could it be that in just a few days, you will be sure?"

Showing a mysterious smile, Yang Shou chuckled and said:

"right."

"Brother Yang is waiting for my lucky star."

"When you see her, you will have greater confidence."

The lucky star that Yang Shou mentioned actually refers to Zhao Maimai.

After leaving Hongguang's homeland, he has collected enough skeletons of fierce gods to enter reality.

But in the face of the unknown situation, he felt that it would be better to be well prepared.

So he decided to wait another two days to see if Zhao Maimai would cook him something good again.

Even if not, it should be a two-day rest to calm down.

Time passed, the sun and the moon rotated.

first day.

the next day.

third day.

At night, Yang Shou stood in front of the window, thinking about how the moon in Ping'an District came to be.

Couldn't it be the eyes of some giant beast?

After thinking wildly for a while, he yawned and lay down on the bed.

Three days have passed.

Still haven't dreamed of Zhao Maimai.

Yang Shou has already figured it out, if there is no sign tonight, he will come directly to reality tomorrow.

The evil spirits in the dungeon are all waiting for his visit, so they can't waste time in the Ping An District.

After all, there are quite a lot of weirdness in the community, and it seems to be quite strong, but Yang Shou dare not absorb them.

I feel that these neighbors are not easy to mess with.

The night is getting darker.

Yang Shou's breath entered a calm state.

Dimly, I heard a little girl talking furtively.

"Brother Yang, I'm sorry, I haven't come to see you these days."

"It's all my mother's fault."

"Last time, she burned too many sacrifices and almost set the cemetery on fire.

"The grandfather who guarded the mausoleum was angry and refused to let us in.

"Today, I sneaked over from the outer wall of the cemetery."

"I also fell down."

"Ugh, my ass hurts."

In the gray world, Yang Shou was suspended in mid-air, looking at the scene below.

A delicate and naive girl grinned and rubbed her own buttocks.

"Brother Yang, that wall is really high."

"I can't bring you anything more."

"I promised to give you the figure, I will give it to you next time."

"Hey, but I have other gifts."

Zhao Maimai put down the backpack and took out the contents.

There are paper money (Qian Li Zhao), tin foil ingots, and several publications with colorful covers.

"This is.……………"

Yang Shou's eyes lit up.

He could tell it was a caricature.

Through Zhao Maimai's comics last time, he comprehended the world's abilities.

I don't know what kind of surprise this comic should give him.

"Brother Yang, I don't know if the money I burned for you is enough or not."

"However, the more money, the better."

"I'll bring it to you every time."

"Also, these are some of my favorite comics recently.

"I think you'll like it too."

"These are all burned to you."

"This is the best-looking book in my opinion."

"It's called One Punch Man or."

"Brother Yang, I realize that I almost forgot what you look like."

"If possible, you must entrust me with a dream."

"I really want to see you."

Consciousness gradually blurred.

Yang Shou fell into a deep sleep. .