Chapter 1797 Little Ghost

Chapter 1796

Master Na Ming snorted, "Don't play sloppy eyes on me, do you think I don't know? Someone talked to you today and asked you some questions, right?"

Mr. Han nodded: "Indeed, because my steamed buns are so good, someone asked me a few questions."

"What did you say, tell the truth!"

Han Laodao: "Someone asked me how the steamed stuffed buns are made so delicious, and I told her that it's a secret recipe handed down from the ancestors, that's all."

"Really? How did I hear that those people asked more than that?"

"More than that? What else is there? I'm sorry I'm old and I can't remember clearly. Wouldn't Master Ruoming remind me?"

"Did that person say that the steamed buns you make taste very special, similar to those made by her relatives?"

Mr. Han made a sudden realization expression: "Oh, yes, it seems that's the question."

"How did you answer?"

"She said that my craftsmanship was very similar to her grandfather's. I thought it was funny at the time. There are many people who can make sweet-scented osmanthus sugar buns. She must have seen the old man and thought of her dead grandfather. !"

"Really?" The man's voice was full of doubt.

Mr. Han shrugged: "If Master Ming doesn't believe me, I can't help it. You can let the person who secretly watched me come out and confront me face to face, and let him identify whether I have said a lie."

The black shadow was silent for a while, and finally said: "Trust you one more time for now, you remember for me, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't do what you shouldn't do, understand?"

Mr. Han nodded quickly: "Understood, old man, I have stayed here in Wangchuan Valley for hundreds of years, don't I even understand this bit of rules?"

Sombra nodded in satisfaction. Turning around and walking towards the door, the people who had been standing outside the door watching the show rushed to make way sideways, while holding their breath, so as not to be discovered by the mysterious black shadow.

When the black shadow turned around, his pale and terrifying face was revealed.

As the saying goes, appearances are born from the heart, it is obvious that this person has evil thoughts, which is why he has such a sinister face.

The black shadow disappeared before the eyes of the three of them in the blink of an eye. They were about to enter the house, but from the corner of their eyes, they caught a glimpse of a shadow flashing into the house through the window.

Just listen to Han Laodao: "You little devil, if you don't leave the door, you have to go through the window. I will stick a talisman on the window another day, and see how you go."

That shadow finally revealed its real body when Mr. Han's words fell, it was actually a kid with the appearance of a boy.

The little ghost said: "Can you get the talisman just by relying on you? Stop bragging!"

Old Han snorted, "Little brat, don't underestimate me. I was so powerful back then. A brat like you is not even worthy of carrying the old man's shoes."

The little ghost looked contemptuous, and snorted: "Come on, it sounds like you are so powerful. You are so powerful, how could you be imprisoned here by Lord Ming? Give him money to be a slave for nothing, and get beaten up by him from time to time, see You are so injured that it is difficult to walk, so what are you talking about, who are you bluffing?"

Mr. Han blinked, smiled and said: "I really didn't see it, you little guy has a bit of conscience, and you know how to love me!"

The little ghost poohed: "Who cares about you, I'm just telling the truth. Although I didn't tell Mr. Ming the truth about today's matter, I just don't want you to be beaten up again by Mr. Ming, lest I have to serve you."

Mr. Han nodded, and said to the little ghost, "Thank you anyway, there is still some food in the kitchen, you can get it yourself, I'm tired, I'm going to rest."