In a luxuriously decorated three-story white bungalow in Dongyao Village, Ma Xiulian, who was wearing a seductive pink dress, was wiping Li Jicai's head wound with a white cotton ball dipped in alcohol.

Under the influence of alcohol, dense beads of sweat appeared on Li Jicai's aching forehead, and he gritted his teeth angrily and said: "I, Li Jicai, came out to mix the construction site at the age of sixteen, and I have not seen many large and small scenes, but I, Li Jicai, have never suffered such a loss, I feel that the fortune teller is very eccentric, he should know some Taoist skills, otherwise how could he beat so many of my subordinates!"

After Ma Xiulian wiped Li Jicai's wound, she gently pressed Li Jicai's temple with her fair and slender hand and said: "Since we have offended the fortune teller, I am afraid that the fortune teller has a grudge because we smashed his stall, you won't understand the truth that Lao Li is bitten by a snake instead of dying, so let's just get rid of that fortune teller, so that we can not only avoid long nights and dreams, but also have this evil breath for Lao Li!"

"That fortune teller is so good, let's go to him for trouble now, isn't it idle and can't get along with ourselves!" Li Jicai took out a cigar and said with a depressed face.

Ma Xiulian was silent for a long time and then spoke: "Lao Li, I heard that there is a Wang Daxian in Huaiyang Village next door who knows how to drive away corpses and exorcise ghosts. ”

Li Jicai slowly spit out a puff of smoke and said: "Then Xiulian will do as you say, let's go to that Wang Daxian to help deal with that fortune teller!" Ma Xiulian said softly: "Lao Li, when are we leaving!"

Li Jicai took a deep sip of the cigar between his fingers and said, "You go and pour me a cup of tea, and I will go with you to find Wang Daxian after I finish the tea!"

"Then Lao Li, you rest here, I'll pour you tea!" Ma Xiulian swayed and poured a cup of tea for Li Jicai.

After Li Jicai drank tea, he looked at Ma Xiulian in a seductive pink dress and couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart, Li Jicai carried Ma Xiulian to the bed After the clouds and rain in Wushan, he took out a black suitcase containing about half a black suitcase of money from his safe, and drove a black BMW to drive Ma Xiulian in the direction of Huaiyang Village.

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In Yanghuai Village, in a dilapidated earthen house shrouded in gloomy cold air, you can vaguely see an old man with a gray face and messy hair chattering in a person, if you look closer, you can see that he is holding a clay pot covered with a yellow lid and a dark body, the old man seems to be talking to the clay pot, and the cold atmosphere around this clay pot is a little colder than the rest of the room.

The old man couldn't put it down and looked at the clay pot for a while, then put it under the bed, he took out a palm-sized, crystal clear rectangular box from his arms, the old man slowly pushed open the crystal lid of the box with an obsessive face, and a pocket woman with an extremely beautiful face appeared in front of him.

Just as the old man looked at the pocket-looking woman in the box with an intoxicated face, there was a sluggish knock on the dilapidated wooden door of his house, and the old man reluctantly glanced at the extremely beautiful pocket woman, and then he hurriedly pushed the lid of the crystal-like box up and walked towards the door of his yard.

After the old man opened the door of his house, Li Jicai and Ma Xiulian walked into his yard one after another, Ma Xiulian walked to the unkempt old man with a swaying posture, she said with a charming face: "Eh, isn't this Wang Daxian, I have long heard that Wang Daxian has the appearance of a fairy wind and bones, and now it is really worthy of the name!"

Wang Daxian faced the praise of Ma Xiulian with a mature appearance, he looked at Ma Xiulian's figure, and a trace of imperceptible cold light flashed in his eyes, and said: "You are here to beg me to do something for you today, tell me!"

Ma Xiulian pulled Li Jicai's arm and motioned for him to say, Li Jicai did not hesitate at all, he opened it in front of Wang Daxian with a black suitcase: "Wang Daxian, if you help me kill someone, the money in this suitcase will be yours!"

Wang Daxian was unmoved in the face of the red banknotes in the small black suitcase, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Ma Xiulian with a thin finger like a bamboo knot: "I want this woman, if you can give her to me, then I will help you settle the matter you said!"

Li Jicai saw that Wang Daxian in front of him made such a request, he was reluctant to give away the delicate beauty in front of him, Li Jicai directly closed the black suitcase and pulled Ma Xiulian's hand to leave.

Ma Xiulian broke free of Li Jicai's hand and said to Wang Daxian with a flattering face: "Wang Daxian, I look more stumbling, I know that there is a woman in our village who has big breasts and buttocks, but her figure is much better than mine, she is Shen Qinglian, the village flower of our Dongyao Village!"

Wang Daxian looked at the backs of the two and smiled coldly, he took out a copper bell from his hand as if he was playing a trick and shook it casually and said, "Then I will accept you first, and then I will accept Shen Qinglian!"

As Wang Daxian shook the copper bell in his hand, only to hear a squeak, the coffin lid of a big red coffin erected at the door of his house was lifted, and a miserable white palm with long nails stretched out of the coffin, and then a female ghost with a cape and a hideous and terrifying face slowly came out of the green coffin and appeared in front of Ma Xiulian and Li Jicai, Ma Xiulian was so frightened that after a piercing scream, she fainted directly to the ground, Li Jicai was also so frightened that he sat on the ground and broke out in a cold sweat, he trembled and crawled to Wang Daxian's side and hugged one of his legs with his hand, and said with a crying voice"Wang Daxian, I didn't mean to offend you, just let me live!"

Wang Daxian raised his leg and kicked Li Jicai aside, and he said to the red-clothed female ghost: "Little demon, he will hand it over to you!"

The female ghost in red swept directly to Li Jicai's side and grabbed him, the female ghost in red carried Li Jicai and then flew back into the coffin, and the big red coffin immediately closed automatically.

At this time, Wang Daxian looked at Ma Xiulian, he grabbed Ma Xiulian who fainted with one hand and lifted her in the air, Wang Daxian took out a bottle of turquoise liquid from his arms and slowly sprinkled it on Ma Xiulian, only to see a mist on her body, Ma Xiulian's body suddenly became only the size of a palm, Wang Daxian took out a small box with a crystal body from his arms and put the pocket-sized appearance of Ma Xiulian into it.