Chapter 100 I can't sleep, so I'm looking for someone to talk to
The baby was crying and the adults were laughing. Fu Cancan rubbed her throbbing temples. She chose to ignore them and lowered her head to eat.

It has to be the three cup chicken made by her father, it’s so delicious!

After Yang Fan and the others left, Fu Cancan helped Fu Yonghui wash the dishes and clean the house. Then she took a shower, changed into pajamas, and fiddled with the new computer in the room. Aunt Zhang was still holding the injured child and comforting him.

When she had almost finished tinkering with it, she remembered her cell phone which she hadn't touched for a day.

"Mom, have you seen my phone?"

Aunt Zhang's eyes flashed with guilt, "Yangyang broke your phone during the day, and your dad sent it to the street to be repaired. It will take a few days to be fixed."

"Oh, okay."

This was not the first or second time that a cell phone was broken by a child. Fu Cancan did not suspect anything was wrong. She lectured the child and went back to the room.

Child: I feel inexplicably heavy on my back.

At ten o'clock, Fu Cancan lay down on the bed and began to sleep. She thought she would not be able to sleep tonight like she did in the past.

In fact, she fell asleep not long after she lay down and closed her eyes. While sleeping, she had an extremely real dream.

In the dream, she committed suicide after receiving a phone call from Xu Jiahao's family who blamed her.

After her death, her ghost wandered the world and watched her parents' hair turn white overnight.

Not only were the Xu family members not sad about her death, they also thought she was unlucky and went to her parents and sister to demand compensation.

The two families had a big fight, and during the argument, her sister accidentally injured Xu Jiahao. She was sued by the Xu family and sentenced to one year in prison. Her future was ruined and she lived a mediocre life.

The eldest daughter died, the second daughter was in jail, and her father was in a trance. He was hit by a truck while driving and died on the spot.

In a short period of time, her mother was the only one left in the huge house, living in pain.

In contrast, after Xu Jiahao recovered from his illness, he found a new girlfriend, got married and had children, and the family of three lived a happy life.

Her son was treated like a invisible person at home and was bullied by his stepmother and her children from time to time. His life was very difficult.

As a ghost, she could only watch and do nothing. She could only watch her loved ones suffer and the villains gloat.

Pain, resentment, regret, anger and all kinds of emotions intertwined in her chest. She screamed and struggled, feeling extremely painful.

If she were given another chance to choose, she would definitely kill the scumbag and his weird relatives, and would never choose to end her life easily!
"click"

A sound like breaking glass rang in her ears. Fu Cancan suddenly opened her eyes and it was already bright outside.

Looking at the sun slowly rising in the distance, she covered her still suffocating and painful heart with her hands, her eyes dazed. Was this really a dream?

The post station closes at four o'clock.

Yang Fan carried the little white tiger out of the warehouse and went to the living room next door.

She put the little white tiger on the sofa, which was sleeping soundly. When it felt something wrong under its body, it opened its eyes in a daze.

"Oh?" What are you doing sitting here instead of going to sleep?
"You go to sleep. I can't sleep and need someone to chat with." Yang Fan said.

The little white tiger looked at her blankly.

Yang Fan moved a stool and sat in the middle of the living room, facing the portrait of Yang Xiuwen hanging on the wall.

Draw talismans and set up formations.

It has been more than a month and this uncle hasn't come to pick up the express delivery. She has to ask him if he is not satisfied with what she burned for him.

Golden runes appeared beneath her feet, mysterious and powerful.

Time passed minute by minute, and no figure appeared in the talisman formation.

"Strange..." Yang Fan muttered to himself, "I clearly didn't reincarnate in the underworld, so why can't I call it back?"

Her necromancy spells never failed, unless the person had already been reincarnated.

With a wave of her hand, she removed the talisman formation, drew the talisman formation again, but still could not summon the talisman.

How come we can’t recruit anyone?

Yang Fan touched his chin and looked at the photo of Yang Xiuwen, lost in thought.

If Yang Xiuwen can't be summoned, then try something else. She took out her phone and searched it, then began to draw talismans and set up formations to summon spirits, but still found nothing.

This one doesn’t work, so try another one to draw talismans and set up formations to summon the spirits. If that doesn’t work, try another one.

After trying them one by one, she stopped believing and all of them were reincarnated.

The little white tiger on the stool looked at the golden light flashing towards her, and it was completely awakened from its sleepiness.

At this moment, in a majestic house somewhere in the underworld, a group of male ghosts sat in a circle, each with a tense and solemn expression.

If Yang Fan were here, she would definitely be able to recognize that these ghosts were the ones she wanted to recruit.

Suddenly, a little golden light appeared on one of the ghosts. Everyone looked as if they were facing a great enemy. They quickly made hand seals and used all their strength to stop the spread of that light.

All the ghosts breathed a sigh of relief after the faint light disappeared. But just as they took a breath, golden light appeared on another ghost.

Everyone then put their strength on the ghost to suppress the spread of the light until the golden light disappeared.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but another ghost's body lit up again.

Ghosts: Come again! Is this ever going to end?

They had no choice but to continue the previous operation, one by one appearing and restraining them one by one, and finally they stopped after everyone had been taken turns.

All the ghosts had their spiritual energy sucked out, and they all looked emaciated, and their voices were hoarse and unpleasant.

The oldest ghost turned his neck stiffly and looked at one of the ghosts with a slightly younger face, "Junior brother...you should go and get the package."

If Yang Fan happens again someday, they really won't be able to bear it.

The other ghosts also looked at him, with the same meaning in their eyes.

Yu Xiu shook his head fiercely, "I can't go. You know I can't keep secrets!"

If he went there, Yang Fan would definitely recognize him at a glance, and if he was asked anything, he would confess everything.

His words silenced the other ghosts. After all, this man's mouth was like a loud speaker and could not hide anything.

"Let's do this for now. She has tried to summon souls once, and if she fails, she will definitely think that we have all been reincarnated. She probably won't come again." said one of the ghosts.

The other ghosts also nodded in agreement, this was true.

"Let's go, I have reserved a booth at House, we have to go quickly."

"My poker friends are still waiting for me, so I have to leave quickly."

"..."

The ghosts dispersed and fell behind, and suddenly an idea popped into Yu Xiu's mind.

If Yang Fan fails to summon the souls, will he send express delivery to them all?

That shouldn’t be the case. Yang Fan didn’t seem to be that smart. He comforted himself in this way. Even if it was really sent, everyone could share the firepower together.

Thinking of this, he felt relieved. After walking out the door, he went straight to the Internet cafe to play games. If they were to die, they would die together.

Yang Fan really hasn't thought of the method of sending express delivery. She can't summon the soul, but she has connections in the underworld.

She can ask that person for some questions.

Continue to search on the phone, then draw talismans and set up a formation to summon the spirit.

Five o'clock in the morning is the time when most ghosts in the underworld get off work and rest.

After get off work, Qi Ming returned to the underworld mansion he had worked so hard for.

Take off your work clothes and put on your favorite doggie pajamas.

Make a cup of spiritual tea, place some fresh spiritual fruit, light some incense, turn on the recorder, listen to opera, sit cross-legged on the sofa, close your eyes, and start meditating.

With every breath, spiritual energy circulates around.

Time passed minute by minute, and suddenly, he seemed to realize something and opened his eyes.

Then, his original place disappeared.