The Villain Has Blackened Again

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Chapter 507 shocked, a ghost of a mall

Shen Ruiyuan looked at the sparkling eyes of Xiaotoutou, his eyes were smiling, and she returned to her: "The ancest also likes the girl."

Then the two men went hand in hand to go shopping.

Although Shen Zongyao was in a dilemma, he still told Mr. Zhao about the price.

When Zhao always heard so much money, he was really flustered. At this time, he couldn’t care for his flustered. "Shen, how can you have so much money this time?"

Eighty million, I heard his liver hurt.

"Because this time the problem is more difficult. General Zhao, don't be stupid. This master is not everyone who can move, but it is a disaster. If you can't bear the child, you can't hold the wolf."

After he hesitated for a moment, Zhao agreed to bite his teeth. "Well, if you can solve the problem, it is worth spending so much money."

Shen Zongyao said: It’s not easy. Many of these businessmen are earning more and more tricks. If he had some friendship with the Zhao, he would not personally find his ancestors.

Seeing that the ancestors in the past had gone far, Shen Zongyao hurriedly ran a few steps to keep up.

In addition to this Shengtai Mall, there are many other high-end shopping malls on this street. Nanxun tried a lot of clothes.

The old ancestor only shook his head with a little nod, and Shen Zongyao knew which one needed to buy and did not need to buy it. As for the invisible Shen Guangyi, it became a small shackle for Nanzhao.

In a short while, Shen Guangyu’s hands were filled with big bags and completely turned into two small followers. His face was stinky and stinky.

Nanxun found that most of the clothes her ancestors chose for her were long-sleeved dresses, and the neckline was very high, almost packing people tightly.

"Old ancestors, these are enough to wear, don't buy any more, I will have to grow a long time." Nan Yan took the ancestors' arms and spoke.

Shen Ruiyuan sighed, Wen said: "Well, wait for the **** to grow taller, and the ancestors will bring you to buy."

"Well! My ancestors said yes, I don't want to rely on the skin." Nanxun scraped his small head and licked his arm, and he couldn't rely on it.

Shen Ruiyuan sighed in his heart: If there is no such thing in the future, what can I do with this girl?

Shen Zongyao looked at the grandfather and grandson in the back and grinned, and glanced at his little son.

It’s only been a few days, Shen Xiaorou’s gimmick is so close to his ancestors? The stupid boy who won’t come here, I don’t know how close it is to the ancestors.

After shopping around, Nanxun’s clothes and shoes and mobile phones were all bought, and the bank card was also set up.

Shen Guangkai transferred the money to her, and the empty Kali immediately added 300,000 yuan. Nanzhao took his own card and smashed two, and then to the ancestors: "Old ancestors, I have money in the card, after I can also buy things for my ancestors."

Shen Ruiyuan looked at her gently, and couldn't help but lick her little head. "Good."

Shen Zongyao behind him is amazed, and this flattering statement says that the flattery is just right. He listens to Shutan, not to mention the ancestor who likes this girl.

"Shen Zongyao." The ancestors who walked in front suddenly called him.

Shen Zongyao was shocked. "What happened to the ancestors?"

"You have to prepare a small bottle of old bull's tears, and you must have a bull for more than ten years."

When Shen Zongyao heard this, his eyes glanced. "Old ancestors, you are going to... well, I will be ready soon."

Nanxun heard that the cow’s tears had already guessed what the ancestors were doing. The ancestors told her that if the tears of the bulls were put on the eyelids, they could see things that they couldn't see at night, but when the bulls' tears on the eyelids were completely dried, the effect would be gone.

The commercial street at 11 o'clock in the middle of the night is not too busy, but the Shengtai Mall is located there in a cold and clear place, no one cares.

It was next to the fountain at the door. Some people took pictures and played, which was quite funny.

Shen Ruiyuan walked into the mall and several people followed.

Zhao couldn't help but touch his arm. He didn't know if he wore less at night, or he had a psychological effect. He felt that the mall was cold.

A gust of wind swept over and blown, Zhao always had some embarrassment.

How can there be wind in the good end of the mall?

At this time, Nanxun, who just entered the mall, looked straight ahead, and the calm expression was almost unstretched.

Lying in the trough!

A lot of ghosts!

In her opinion, it is not deserted, but lively, bustling... ghosts, floating from here to there, floating from there to here, is like a ghostly site!

Nanxun is very fortunate, these ghosts are only pale, and there is no such **** broken arm.

She clearly saw that when a few people entered the mall, these "shopping" ghosts brushed the pale and pale face to their side, and then turned their heads if nothing had happened.

Nan Xuan swallowed the throat and heard a ghostly spit from the nearest station: "Why are there any people coming here? I hate it."

Nanxun screamed in his heart, dare to love this place has been wrapped up by these ghosts?

"Shen Zongyao, put that thing on the eyelids, and put it on Shen Guangyu." Shen Ruiyuan said.

Shen Zongyao especially wanted to ask, "Can you not wipe it?" But he still smothered two drops from the bottle on the eyelids and handed the bottle to his son.

After he put on his tears, he was still mentally prepared to open his eyes, but he was scared enough.

God, how come so many souls here?

Shen Guangyan’s face also turned white.

He doesn't have yin and yang eyes. He usually can't see these dirty things. At most, he can sense it with some external force. This is the first time he has seen so many wandering souls. Most of them are pale and white, their expressions are stiff, or they have no expression.

When Zhao saw that a few people had wiped the liquid, he thought that it was a self-defense baby. He quickly squinted and asked, "Can you wipe me some?"

Shen Guangkai looked at him with a complex look. "Zhao Zong, I advise you not to -"

Nanxun suddenly interrupted Shen Guangyu and smiled and said: "Oh, this is a good thing. It takes a long time to maintain it, but this thing is too precious. Zhao always saves something."

Mr. Zhao quickly took the bottle from Shen Guangkai, carrying a few people and secretly smeared a few drops on his eyelids.

However, the next second he couldn't stand up softly, and a scream stuck in his throat, almost shouting out.

"Brother, you are bothered to support Zhao Zong."

Shen Guangyu: ...

Zhao was almost dragged away by Shen Guangyu.

Under the leadership of the ancestors, several people thoroughly saw the "live" of the mall. The original seven-story cinema was only twos and threes, but when they entered, they saw the seats in the theater. Full of "people."

These "people" look pale and blue, all looking at the big screen in the middle of the face.

When Nanxun approached, he heard the long-haired female ghost next to him: "No, I have someone in this seat? No, ah, people have been in the position for a long time."

The man next to him also curiously asked her: "Big sister, how did you die?"

At the next moment, the big sister squinted and changed her face. There was a **** hole on the forehead, and the bright red blood flowed out one by one. "Oh, that's it. I accidentally fell off the stairs and fell to death." ”

Nanxun: ...