My magic stick is going to heaven!

Hearing this, Wen Changlang nodded like a pounding garlic, and echoed:

"That's right, that's right! The governor's appearance is such a gentle scum, how could he fall in love with that Zhou Yunwan!"

Mr. Shang tilted his head, a little puzzled: "Then tell me, what kind of people can he like?"

Wen Changlang made a cut, and confidently put his hands on his hips:

"Of course I am. Beauty and wisdom coexist, capable and housekeeping!"

Old Master Shang spat at him: "Nonsense!"

Shang Yanzhou sat beside him, unable to insert a word, and finally he could only turn his head and tell the housekeeper:

"Housekeeper, tell Grandpa for me later, I'm leaving first."

After finishing speaking, he stood up straight and walked out. From the back of leaving, the butler seemed to see the desolation. Since he had a younger brother, his grandson was no longer important. . .

By the time Wen Changlang finished chatting with Mr. Shang, Shang Yanzhou was already sitting in the study, reading a book carefully.

Wen Changlang looked around, and asked the housekeeper puzzledly:

"Where is the governor? Where is my governor?"

The butler gave him an annoyed gouged look, then bowed his waist and said to Mr. Shang:

"The young master asked me to tell you that he went back first."

Mr. Shang nodded indifferently, then waved to Wen Changlang, and said, "Go back when you go back, little brother, come on, you can chat with me again."

It wasn't until late in the evening that Wen Changlang came out of the Shang Mansion. He rejected the housekeeper's proposal to ask the driver to deliver it, and called a rickshaw by himself, and wandered to the hospital where Zhou Yunwan committed suicide.

There should still be some things in this hospital, which he hadn't found that day, and now he just has time to go up and have a look.

Arriving at the eighth floor, the place has been cordoned off and no one is allowed to enter. Wen Changlang walked back and forth in the corridor several times, and finally turned around and passed another staircase. The night gradually fell, and it was already gloomy Today's hospitals are even more grim.

However, this was a perfect opportunity for Wen Changlang. With a single glance, he saw the young spirit from that day again.

The young spirit also saw him, and before he could run away, Wen Changlang took him back with a spell, and knocked him on the top of his head. Wen Changlang's smile was more piercing than the paleness of the young spirit's face:

"Little devil, do you know who I am? Huh?"

You Ling's face became even paler, and his tongue was so tense:

"Know...know, you are...a master."

"Well, it's good to know, and I won't do anything to you, I just want to ask you something, how is it?"

"well!"

Nodding, Wen Changlang pulled the young spirit to sit on the stairs and asked:

"How long have you been wandering in this hospital?"

Hearing this, the young spirit lowered his head in despair, and whispered:

"I don't know how long it's been. Anyway, I'm in this hospital and I can't get out. I play with other uncles and aunts every day. However, many of them have gone to reincarnate. I don't know how to get there."

Oh, so that's the case, Wen Changlang nodded suddenly, it turned out to be the Earth Binding Spirit trapped in the hospital.

After a while, Wen Changlang asked again:

"You saw what happened that night, right? Tell me, if you behave well, I can help you reincarnate,"

"Really...really?!"

Looking into the hope in the young spirit's eyes, Wen Changlang nodded heavily, and said:

"Yes, my young master keeps his word!"

"Good! I said!"