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"No, money is not a problem! Please find one soon!" Zhen Dazhou said. He was associated with the underworld, and he was afraid of nothing. If he was, he wouldn't be doing illegal things like this! However, the more guilty things he did, the more he was afraid that supernatural beings would come to penalize them.
Hence, he worshipped numerous ghosts and fox spirits at home. However, he never imagined that what he was afraid of the most came for him as soon as he came to Songshan city!
He saw his son's crooked mouth and crippled leg, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for Zhen Yingjun, "Son, hurry up and beg the immortals to bless and protect you. Beg them to turn you back to normal again!"
"Okay, okay!!" Zhen Yingjun jumped and quickly prayed silently.
Zou Ruodi turned around and left the father and son's room. He didn't contact an 'immortal' first but called his son, Zou Ruoguang.
