After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me

Chapter 882 Superstitious Zhouzhou

When Garen woke up again, he was already on a plane. He was tightly bound and thrown on the ground, lying next to his already dead subordinates. Although he was still alive, in essence, he was no different from them. They were nothing more than checks for that little chubby girl to cash! Using people to exchange for money--aside from the bounty list, he'd never seen such an operation! How on earth did Ye Lingfeng raise such an odd daughter?

Luckily, Ye Lingfeng wasn't there to hear his thoughts, or else he'd probably get beaten up. His daughter wasn't "odd"--she was "spirited"! A scumbag like him wouldn't understand.@@@@

No matter what, his fate was sealed.

In the cockpit, Zhouzhou was resting her chubby face on her hands, worried about her own fate. She held her head with one hand, her round eyes scanning her surroundings cautiously, afraid that a lightning strike might come down at any moment. She turned to Lan Tian and said, "Brother, if I get struck by lightning later, don't bury me, okay? I'll still be alive. Just make sure to clean me up before taking me back so I don't scare my dad."

Hearing this, Lan Tian couldn't help but chuckle. "Why would you get struck by lightning?"

Ugh, he didn't get it.

Zhouzhou sighed heavily, feeling troubled. She looked down at Ancestral Master and said, "Ancestral Master, could you ask Uncle Heavenly Thunder to strike me after I've had my meal? My tummy's already flattened from hunger. If I get struck, and my fortune hair gets ruined, I won't have the heart to eat afterward."

Inside the statue, Ancestral Master crossed his legs and laughed at her misery. "I can't arrange that. Lightning strikes whenever it wants. It doesn't wait for a schedule."

That made sense.

Zhouzhou felt even worse, her chubby face filled with worry. Lan Tian, still puzzled, finally had a chance to ask, "Zhouzhou, who have you been talking to?"

She had been talking to the air constantly. Was this kid developing a split personality?

"Ancestral Master," Zhouzhou answered weakly, then took out a statue and handed it to him, too tired to explain further.

She wasn't in the mood to talk. She was scared.

Ancestral Master floated out of the statue, snapping his fingers in front of Lan Tian. Lan Tian blinked, and a moment later, a transparent figure appeared in front of him--an elderly man in a Taoist robe, white-haired and dignified, though the chicken leg in his hand made him look less serious. This must be the Ancestral Master Zhouzhou was talking about.

Ancestral Master eyed Lan Tian carefully, focusing on the Merits Light radiating from him. Suddenly, he leaned closer and said, "Young man, could you give me some of your merits? Don't worry, I'll give you something in return. You won't lose out."

Before Lan Tian could respond, Zhouzhou quickly grabbed Ancestral Master's arm and stuffed him back into the wooden statue.

Before leaving, Zhouzhou ran to the bodies of Garen's subordinates, giving them a cheerful farewell. "I'll be back to collect you soon."

Her gaze was like that of a butcher preparing to slaughter pigs!

Garen was furious, wishing he could bite his tongue and end it all. But Zhouzhou had already anticipated this and used a Body-Freezing Talisman to immobilize him. What if her dad still had questions for him? Alive, he might be worth more than dead. Even if he wasn't, they could always kill him later.

That part was easy.

The difficult part was whether Zhouzhou could save her fortune hair--and her bottom.

As soon as she got off the plane, Zhouzhou's eyes darted around, her small body crouching and tiptoeing, moving stealthily.

Seeing her like this, Lan Tian nearly burst out laughing again.

She hadn't been this scared when dealing with Garen and his gang!

Zhouzhou sighed heavily, "Brother, you don't understand."

"Big bad guys aren't nearly as scary as my dad."

She wasn't afraid of being punished, but of her father being angry. After all, he hadn't wanted her to leave, and she'd drugged him to do it.

If it were her, she'd be mad at herself too.

But since her dad wasn't in sight, maybe he was still asleep?

Thinking this, Zhouzhou let out a big sigh of relief.

At that moment, the car window next to her suddenly rolled down. A flawless, handsome profile appeared before her, freezing the chubby girl in her tracks. Her foot, half raised, hung in the air, unable to come down.

A cold voice sounded in her ear, "You're back."