The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

Two days later, Hua Wan returned to the villa with an ugly face.

Cheng Yuan was playing games with Song Miaomiao, and looked at her in astonishment, "Didn't you say you were going to buy a house? Why did you come back so soon? Are you looking forward to it?"

Hua Wan shook her head while changing her shoes, "No. Those agencies I contacted online yesterday, when we met today, they all said they wouldn't sell them to me." Dafeng Novels

"Not for sale?"

Cheng Yuan said in surprise.

"Why? Do you think you have too much money?"

Hua Wan looked around, but she didn't find Chu Luo's figure, so she ran to Cheng Yuan's side and lowered her voice, "I found friends I know well, and they said that it was explained from above, that it was pressure from the Chu family. No. Don’t let the house be sold to Miss.”

Cheng Yuan: "..."

She couldn't help but swear.

Seeing this, Hua Wan immediately covered Song Miaomiao, and said to her, "Miaomiao, be good! Go play by yourself."

Song Miaomiao nodded, and sat aside with a game controller, but her little ears were pricked up.

Cheng Yuan pushed her head, and took Hua Wan directly to a corner of the living room, "Are you sure it's the Chu family?"

Hua Wan: "If it's not the Chu family, who else could it be?"

Cheng Yuan let out a breath, "This morning I was trying to persuade Chu Luo not to care about people like Chu Ran. Ha... this Chu Ran... I really underestimated her face."

Hua Wan looked puzzled: "What should I do? How can I tell Miss about this?"

Cheng Yuan frowned, "Say it directly."

Hua Wan hesitated a little, "The Chu family has done a great job this time, I'm afraid Miss will be sad."

Cheng Yuan rolled her eyes, "Is the Chu family doing less of this kind of operation? If Chu Luo was really murderous, he would have committed suicide by jumping into the river."

Hua Wan: "..."

The two were discussing in low voices when Chu Luo came down from upstairs.

Hua Wan immediately stood up straight, "Miss."

Chu Luo hummed, and did not ask her why she came back so early, but said to them: "You were injured in the formation before, and I will take you to make up for it today?"

Jing Jiayan, who was coiled on the viewing tree in the courtyard, fell to the ground and turned into a human form, "Can I go too?"

Chu Luo nodded, "Tonight is the full moon, and the moonlight is clear. For you and Miaomiao and the others, it is an excellent day for practicing."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yuan grabbed Miao Miao, "Then what are you waiting for! Get ready now!"

Miaomiao was being held by the collar, her hands and feet were flapping in the air, "I don't want to practice, I haven't played the game yet."

Cheng Yuan slapped her butt a few times, "No, you must practice."

Song Miaomiao was cleaned up by Cheng Yuan, her mouth was pursed, she was pinched under her armpit in aggrieved way, and she went out with Chu Luo and the others.

Full moon, cemetery.

The most famous Lianhuashan cemetery in Jiangcheng was calculated by a Fengshui master, who said that it was buried in this cemetery and could protect future generations.

And this cemetery is called the lotus cemetery by the people of Jiangcheng because it is shaped like a lotus flower.

Under the cemetery, there is a wide road, and from time to time, a car with its headlights on will pass by quickly.

Hua Wan opened her backpack and propped up all the camping things.

Tents, foil carpets, portable lamps, small tables, small chairs, quilts, pillows...

Cheng Yuan's eyes widened slowly, and she circled around Hua Wan, "How did you take out so many things from the two suitcases?"

"We are here to practice, not to have a picnic."

Hua Wan sat on the small chair, swaying comfortably, "You practice your own, Miss and I need to rest!"

Cheng Yuan: "..."

Song Miaomiao pursed her mouth, her weird pupils showed grievances, and she was about to cry in the next second.

Cheng Yuan hugged Song Miaomiao, sat directly beside her, crossed her legs for Song Miaomiao, and taught her how to absorb the yin energy from the cemetery.

Song Miaomiao followed suit while sobbing.

Click, click, click...

Cheng Yuan couldn't bear to look back, and saw Hua Wan opening one snack bag after another, she took a deep breath, "Practice, you have to be quiet."

Hua Wan's face was calm, "Miss is very calm! You are restless."

Cheng Yuan: "..."

On the other side, Jing Jiayan, who had not crossed her legs for a while, stood up abruptly, sat directly next to Hua Wan, grabbed a bag of potato chips and ate them.

Hua Wan: "Are you not practicing?"

Jing Jiayan pursed her lips and smiled, "I won't practice anymore, anyway, my demon life is still long, so I can practice whenever I want."

Song Miaomiao said in a low voice: "My ghost life is also long, so I can practice at any time."

Cheng Yuan still kept her eyes closed, and said sternly, "No, I finally have a chance to practice. Do you know how many ghosts want this chance?"

Song Miaomiao was about to cry, "I don't want to. I'm that ghost who doesn't want a chance."

She sobbed and looked at the snacks filled with the whole foil camping blanket, as well as duck necks and duck wings...

"Woooooo, I don't want to practice or practice."

Cheng Yuan: "We are ghosts, it's useless to eat them."

"I want to eat, I just want to eat."

"Hua Wan, did you do it on purpose!" Cheng Yuan looked at Hua Wan angrily.

Hua Wan chuckled, "Miss didn't say that you are not allowed to bring these foods, look how calm Miss is."

She smiled provocatively, "Miss is still a person, you are already a ghost, and you still can't control yourself."

Cheng Yuan: "..."

She grabbed Song Miaomiao, "Miaomiao, we need to have a backbone."

Song Miaomiao felt wronged.

Half an hour later, Hua Wan, who was full of food and drink, stood up and moved her neck, "Miss, I'm going to the bathroom."

She took the flashlight and walked to the bathroom in the cemetery not far away.

The construction of the entire cemetery is very particular about Fengshui, and the location of the bathroom is a bit far from the best Fengshui level.

Hua Wan brushed her phone while walking, among the rustling wind, only the voice from her phone was particularly loud.

"Don't row so fast! I haven't finished it yet."

Suddenly a voice appeared in Hua Wan's ear.

Hua Wan raised her hand and continued to row, pretending she didn't hear it.

From the grass beside the road came the whining sound, half like a woman, half like a child crying.

"I'm so wronged to die!"

Hua Wan didn't even look at it, she just walked over.

There was a small voice of communication behind her, and Hua Wan secretly sneered in her heart.

After all, she traveled all over the country with the young lady. How could anyone who has seen it be frightened by these things.

The bathroom in the cemetery was very clean. Hua Wan entered the private room, and just as she took off her pants, she heard the sound of fingernails scratching the wall in the next cubicle.

Hua Wan: "Let me tell you first, I am a big one, and my stomach is not feeling well these days, and the smell must not be good."

There was a pause in the sound of scratching the wall next door, and then a few slow and stubborn scratches.

Hua Wan swiped her phone and said, "I'm about to start, make sure you're still by my side!"

Puff puff.

Accompanied by a few loud farts, the neighbor fell into silence for an instant.

Hua Wan stopped the fart sound playing on her phone, and continued to swipe her phone.

Finally, I was able to go to the bathroom safely.