Chapter 754 Crushed To Death By Money


    In the car, Lilly continued to ask questions.


    The rich spirit resentfully rubbed his head and said, "Actually, it''s not a big deal. I just got crushed by


    money."


    "Wow!" How much money is that? "Did you put so much money at home?" Lilly was puzzled.


    The rich spirit said, "I am the president of a foreign tradepany. We earned a lot through foreign


    trading. We got a lot of business and have to move fast to seize the opportunity. I was leading a team


    at that time. We worked hard and became thergest domestic tradingpany."


    The rich spirit had always been able to predict business opportunities in advance. He had strong


    leadership ability too. Naturally, thepany grew bigger and bigger.


    Lilly nodded, "Then, how did you get crushed by money?" She is really curious.


    Rich ghost sighed, "This had to do with one of our trucks… I got a truck when I started my business. I


    used all my money to buy the truck. I drove it to deliver goods back and forth. My trip would be smooth


    sailing whenever I drove the truck. It’s different from other trucks. When I earned my first bucket of


    gold, I worshipped my truck."


    Lilly asked, "Is there anything to do with the truck?"


    The rich spirit continued, "Our business is getting bigger and bigger, my truck is certainly not enough


    for the goods. So, I changed my truck to a bigger one. The first truck has been idle in the warehouse. I


    would still worship my original truck once a year because I’m superstitious. I’m afraid something bad


    would happen if I used other trucks. I wanted to treat my employees after a year of busy work. I


    nned to give every one of them at least 50 thousand dors in cash. The employees in higher


    positions would get more."


    "I realized that the truck I originally drove is the best to transport the money. That day, there was still


    room in the middle and I sat in the back. Seeing all the money made me happy. I fell asleep and leaned


    my head on the pile of money. There was an ident suddenly, the truck collided with the car in front.


    When the driver pulled the brake, the bags of money fell on top of me. I couldn’t breathe at all. My


    driver was arguing with the other driver. It took him two minutes before he remembered me."


    The rich spirit sighed, "I got crushed by money like that."


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    It was an odd ident. It was surprising that someone was crushed to death by money.


    "I don''t know what happened after I died, but I''m always trapped in the van."


    The harem ghost was puzzled, " Did the truck be a spirit too? Did it me you for ignoring it


    during your sessful days?"


    Lilly thought about it and said, "I don''t think so, maybe the truck felt that it didn''t protect its owner.


    That’s why it wanted to be with you."


    The rich spirit murmured, "Is that so…"


    Lilly, "Hmm, it’s a spiritual car."


    Back at Crawford’s Mansion, the rich spirit was still silent, allowing Lilly to hold him like a balloon.


    When Lilly was about to put him into the jar of souls gourd she suddenly asked, "By the way, were you


    with Master Ernest previously?


    The rich spirit subconsciously nodded his head.


    Lilly asked again, "Then do you know where he is?" She didn''t have much hope.


    The rich spirit said, "He doesn''t let us know where he lives. He keeps us locked up every time he


    <pes and goes. But, I know his three hiding ces…"