Reincarnation of Terror: a Hundred Times Reward

The red-billed parrot whispered flatteringly.

Lin Chuan had already woken up, and it didn't dare to yell anymore to make Lin Chuan dissatisfied.

"Um."

Lin Chuan nodded and looked at the iron gate of the Baishidian.

In the eyes, a trace of spiritual power swims.

No evil spirit was found.

Instead, a subtle spiritual force can be felt.

Is it someone from the world of ghost exorcists and celestial masters again?

Lin Chuan frowned slightly, curious in his heart.

Today, who came to look for him again.

Thinking about it, he got up and went to open the iron door.

Outside the iron gate, Han Shan has been waiting for a long time.

"It turned out to be you, come in."

Seeing the visitor, Lin Chuan was not too surprised.

The only ones who knew of his existence were Changkong Daoist Master and Disciple and Han Shan.

Last time, he helped solve the death video incident.

He also received a gift of 20 million from the National Security Bureau.

It can be regarded as taking what they need, and there is no more communication other than that.

If Daoist Changkong came over, it might be difficult for Lin Chuan to guess the purpose.

But when Han Shan came over, he might have encountered a difficult problem again.

"thank you boss."

Han Shan greeted him respectfully, then followed Lin Chuan into the Baishidian.

Just went in.

The red-billed parrot began to shout loudly.

"Twenty-one stacks of ghost coins, plus ten yuan for more than one hundred yuan of ghost coins, and ingot candles are calculated by catty, thirty per catty, large quantities are preferred."

"There are also all kinds of liquor, incense, burnable paper clothes, paper shoes, and paper mobile phones and computers for ancestor worship."

These few words were what Lin Chuan taught last night.

"Boss, your parrot here is really smart."

Han Shan was slightly surprised.

It is said that a parrot learns the tongue, if people teach it what to say, it will only know what to say.

Even if the parrot itself doesn't even understand what it means.

However, an expert deserves to be an expert.

He has seen parrots in other people's homes, no matter how smart they are, they can only speak a few words.

And Gao Ren's parrot actually said dozens of words at once, without interruption, extremely fluent.

If not, see the parrot talking.

He really thought that the hermit had recruited a buddy.

Thinking about it, Han Shan walked in, looking at the funeral shop while walking.

The last time I came here was at night, so I didn't look carefully.

Looking at it now, the interior of this store is really ordinary and has nothing outstanding.

Who would have thought that such a small shop hides the top supreme ghost exorcist master in the country.

Moreover, he knew that Lin Chuan was a hermit and should not be disturbed.

Therefore, his report only wrote the content, but there was no detailed information about Lin Chuan.

Even in the headquarters, only a few high-level officials know where the Fushen is.

Confidential work, excellent job.

After walking inside, Han Shan looked around, and picked up a wad of 20 yuan coins.

"A wad of twenty yuan Ming coins, there are one hundred pieces, twenty yuan! Quack, twenty yuan!"

The sound of the parrot came immediately.

clatter……

Han Shan stopped in his tracks, with a hint of panic on his face.

He lowered his head and glanced at the ghost coins he was holding. It was indeed a stack of twenty yuan ghost coins.

Is it a coincidence?

Is this parrot learning the tongue, or does it really have a mind of its own?

How could he know what he was holding? !

Han Shan was full of doubts in his heart, and took out a stack of fifty yuan Ming coins from the Ming coin cabinet.

"A wad of fifty yuan Ming coins, one hundred pieces, is also twenty yuan!"

"The boss said, if you buy enough for a hundred yuan, you can get a 10% discount!"

The parrot kept making noises.

Hearing this, Han Shan froze for an instant, his expression becoming more frightened.

It really is true!

This parrot is not learning tongue.