My little mom is the richest man

Mu Qiu nodded and didn't say anything, then Old Tao Chen continued to get busy.

He first took out a few pieces of paper money and sprinkled it around the incense ash, then took out three sticks of incense to light it, and stood outside the circle.

When Mu Qiu saw this scene, his eyes widened, because they were on the cement road, the incense could not be inserted into the cement ground at all, that is to say, the three sticks of incense stood directly on the cement ground.

This made him look a little bit more admiration in his eyes when he looked at Chen Lao Dao. It seems that Chen Lao Dao is really good, and there are definitely two brushes, and they are not fooling people by hearsay!

After it was done, Old Chen grabbed Mu Qiu, took Mu Qiuyue into the incense ash circle with a light leap, and the two of them did not touch the incense ash circle at all.

"Close your eyes! When will I ask you to open it? Are you opening it!"

Old Chen said in Mu Qiu's ear, and Mu Qiu closed his eyes hurriedly.

Not long after closing his eyes, Mu Qiu felt that her body was floating, drifting, drifting, floating into the distance.

"You can open your eyes!" Hearing Old Chen's voice again, he opened his eyes hurriedly.

After opening his eyes, he went to look at his body the first thing, and he found that he was lurking in the air like a ghost.

He stared at Chen Lao Dao with wide eyes, wanting to ask what was going on, but thinking of Chen Lao Dao's advice, he could only give him a look.

Old Chen understood what he meant, but patted him gently on the shoulder to make him not think about it.

Without thinking about it, Mu Qiu looked at the scene in front of him. There was a quaint building in front of him. People who didn't know thought he had passed through that dynasty!

There are a lot of wandering spirits floating on the road, and various vendors on both sides of the road sell them. Except for the difference in buildings and tourists, it is really no different from above.

Chen Lao Dao patted him, motioned him to follow him closely, and Mu Qiu floated and followed Chen Lao Dao all the way forward.

Under the leadership of Chen Lao Dao, the two people came to a pavilion all the way. Chen Lao Dao patted Mu Qiu and said, "You wait for me here, don't disturb me for a while and I will come out and call you."

After speaking, Old Chen entered into the pavilion, leaving Mu Qiu staring at the same place.

Faced with this kind of thing, Mu Qiu was a little dissatisfied, and couldn't help but muttered, "Who, who clearly asked me to come with her, but now he threw me here, and I don't know what he is going to do?"

No matter how much I said in my heart, Chen Old Dao couldn't hear it, and it was useless. Mu Qiu curled his lips and began to look at the surrounding scenery.

Suddenly a noisy voice came, and he hesitated for a while, drifting towards the voice.

Not long after drifting out, Mu Qiu saw a subway chain in the hands of a man with a bull's head, and the other end of the chain fell on the ground. Mu Qiu was shocked, and his face turned pale.

Niutou's complexion was flushed, and it was obvious that he was drinking too much.

"You Poppi, you dare to harm your grandfather Niu, you see, I won't catch you and put you in eighteen hells."

Niutou said angrily, dragging the chain as if to grab something, but because of drunkenness, it was impossible to get rid of it.

At this moment, Mu Qiu suddenly noticed that a fierce soul was coming towards him.