Zhang Chao ate a bowl of noodles and didn't even have the soup base left, and finally waited for Wang Changsheng, and he was going to look forward to it.

And after Wang Changsheng saw him, his face also showed an unbelievable expression, the yin qi on this buddy's face was even heavier, and this situation was clearly the rhythm of being entangled by evil ghosts, if it continued like this, his yang energy would have to be consumed, and he would inevitably die in the end.

"You can be counted, I have been waiting for you for a long time" Zhang Chao rubbed his face, and then asked anxiously: "You told me before that if you are in trouble, I will come to you quickly, right?"

"Hehe, what's the trouble lately?" Wang Changsheng sat opposite him and beckoned to the boss: "Put more coriander and chili peppers in a bowl of noodles, and then a stack of kimchi."

"I please, I please, it's all mine" Zhang Chao hurriedly summoned, and then asked impatiently: "What's going on, can you tell me?"

Wang Changsheng said lightly: "When I saw you on the first day, I felt that something was wrong with you, the yin qi on your body was very heavy, obviously you had something dirty on you, and now it's almost a month to pass, right?"

Zhang Chao's head was like a chicken pecking rice, and he nodded again and again and said: "Yes, yes, I have always encountered things about evil sects in the past two days."

"What's the matter, tell me about it" The face has not yet been born, Wang Changsheng asked with his legs crossed.

Zhang Chao thought about it and talked about the fact that he brought back the corpse of an old man in that nursing home more than a month ago, after all, he encountered a ghost hitting the wall at that time, and since then, he has been quite evil several times.

After Zhang Zhao finished speaking, Wang Changsheng was a little surprised when he heard it, it stands to reason that Zhang Chao should belong to the rhythm of being asked for his life, but the situation is not very similar, because the old man lives in a nursing home, although he is helpless and has no children, but that is his own problem, and he should not be angry.

And anger is the most fundamental reason for becoming a powerful ghost, this old man shouldn't be able to, he doesn't have any big grievances, and he wasn't killed, so he has no reason to harm people.

"What are your eight characters, report it to me, and I'll listen to it," Wang Changsheng asked. Each of us has a birthday since the time of birth, and when the emperor wants to ascend the throne, the national teacher has to calculate it, and the emperor's eight characters fit with which day before he can ascend the throne as the emperor.

Ordinary people will also let Mr. break to see if the day is suitable or not, the birthday of the eight characters in our country has a very important position, in general, if you can figure out your own eight characters, then you may be invincible in this life.

Whether it's a promotion or a fortune or something, if you study this and understand it, you will definitely be on the road from now on.

However, the eight characters are not particularly accurate, and it can be said that they can only see the surface, and the real master may be able to see your birth from your eight characters.

Zhang Chao hurriedly reported his eight characters to Wang Changsheng, and after listening to it, he pinched his fingers and frowned and said: "You have a light life, and the ghosts don't go around when they see it, if you don't change your name and surname, you should also be an emigrant two or three links, your eight characters are really not very good."

To put it simply, it is weighty, if it is explained in easy-to-understand words, that is, the life of a person with a heavy character is hard and good, while the life of a person with a light character is soft and the luck is also poor.

There is a song called the bone among the fortune tellers in the world, which is used to break the eight characters, which is very effective and accurate.

Zhang Chao listened too clearly, but felt that this didn't seem to be a good thing, so he asked worriedly, "What's going on?"

"Your eight characters are easy to attract ghosts, which may also have something to do with your profession, if I guess correctly, you probably work in a crematorium or a hospital, right?"

The small noodles came up, Wang Changsheng blew on the noodle bowl, and then ate it with a lot of heat, the other party's face and eight characters were already in his heart, in fact, it was easy to solve the problem.

"How did you know I was at the funeral home?" asked Zhang Chao in surprise.

Wang Changsheng smiled, looked at him and said: "These two places will have a big impact on you, to be honest, if you become a policeman or a soldier, if you don't work in a government department, it won't be enough."

Zhang Chao suddenly let out a long breath, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said: "Then you save me, to be honest, I feel that I am dying, especially this incident today, blood is dripping from the hearse, and no one else can see it, but I can feel it, and the feeling is very real, I have rubbed the blood on my hands, is this an illusion?"

"It's not an illusion, but it can be said to be so" Wang Changsheng thought for a while and said to him: "I will explain this matter to you, but you don't understand, forget it, I'll go over with you to eat a bowl of noodles later, and let's take a look at it on the spot."

"What field," Zhang Chao asked blankly.

"You crematorium!"

More than ten minutes later, Wang Changsheng finished eating noodles, and he went to the funeral home in Chongqing City with this Zhang Chao, and when he was outside the door, he took a closer look here, and found that there was no place to find evil things in this place, so he asked Zhang Chao to lead him to see the old man he pulled back a month ago.

Although this old man is a lonely old man, it is difficult to be cremated if he dies, because the first thing to confirm is whether the other party really has no relatives, and this old man still has a little salary to withdraw, so there must be an explanation for this money.

Therefore, in this case, it is impossible for the old man to be cremated in a month or so, at least until three months later, when all factors are determined.

The old man's body had been in the morgue all along, Zhang Chao led Wang Changsheng over, opened the cabinet, pulled the body out, and said, "That's it, take a look."

Wang Changsheng looked down at the old man's corpse, the other party died quite peacefully, he didn't suffer a crime before his death, there were no scars on his body, and he looked like he walked naturally when he was alive, but there was a little Wang Changsheng who saw it, and then frowned suspiciously.

That is, there was a breath of qi condensed on this old man's seal hall, which made his brain blacken.

It's a resentment.

Wang Changsheng frowned and asked, "How did this old man say he died before?"

"Cerebral hemorrhage, sudden, died before I could be rescued," Zhang Chao said.

"No, no, it's definitely not for this reason, his death shouldn't be so simple......"