"I have already asked the villager who delivered the food, and said that there is only one trip a day, and it is at 9 o'clock in the morning, so don't miss it, otherwise you will have to wait for tomorrow. Kaohsiung replied. I had already packed my backpack, and Kaohsiung said that he would go to say hello to Azan Pisit and leave, at which time, Mr. Zhao stopped him and said that he wanted to think about it.

Kaohsiung said: "Don't think about it, I'm just talking! I've never seen a person who plans to raise a little ghost for ten or eight years, people's fortune is limited, do you really want to overdraft all your wealth and fortune in the next life? Accumulate blessings for your next life, otherwise you will definitely be a beggar if you are born again!"

Mr. Zhao snorted: "In the next life, whether he is a human or a ghost, what does it have to do with me? He is a beggar, so his life is not good, and it has nothing to do with me, right?" Boss Gao and Boss Tian, I have already thought about it, and I will add another 15,000 to you, but you must guarantee that you must be able to make me worship safely for ten years. ”

"That's certainly fine," Kaohsiung replied, "as long as you don't break the rules." But in fact, I don't want you to stick gold leaf anymore, you will make a lot of money, and you will make a big splash, so you are not afraid that you will become a billionaire when the time comes, and there will be kidnappers who will target you?" Mr. Zhao laughed and said that I am really a billionaire and am afraid of this, and there are several bodyguards when I go out every day.

The two negotiated after two clicks, Kaohsiung went in to discuss with Azan Phisit again, and then pasted gold leaf in the evening.

At midnight, the three of us gathered behind the wooden house, the moon was full this night, Kaohsiung said that Mr. Zhao was lucky, today is the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, China and Southeast Asia commonly known as the Ghost Festival, is the day when the ghost door is opened. This night is the easiest time to communicate with the Yin Spirit, and this little ghost boy will definitely help you make a fortune at that time. Although Mr. Zhao didn't say anything, he nodded again and again, and it was estimated that his heart had already blossomed.

Azan Phishi recited the mantra, and put two more gold leafs on the little ghost's body, and then blessed it for half an hour. At the time of the blessing, the three of us all returned to the wooden house, although we overcharged the money, Kaohsiung did not show much enthusiasm to Mr. Zhao, and only threw down the sentence "Don't forget to give red envelopes when you make a fortune in the future" and left. I chatted with Mr. Zhao in the house for a long time, and I told him a lot of taboos about raising little ghosts, of course, they were all taught to me in Kaohsiung the night before yesterday.

"Not only fresh rice and raw meat, but also blood dripping on it every half month?" asked Mr. Zhao. I said it's not a difficult thing, half a month is a dozen drops of blood, not to mention drops, it's no problem for you to donate 100CC blood in half a month. Mr. Zhao said that it was, but he just felt that the method of worship was too awkward.

I said: "It's not awkward to raise cats and dogs, just feed them food and water, and from time to time you can take them out to walk around the community and compare with the neighbors' cats and dogs, but can cats and dogs help you make a fortune? If you dare to show the little ghost boy to the neighbors, you have to let the family call the police as mentally ill. Mr. Zhao nodded and said nothing.

That night I had a strange dream, I dreamed that I was walking at night, and a little baby boy came out of the woods, undressed, pestering me in front of and behind to prevent me from leaving. The baby boy was chubby, but his whole body was terrifyingly white, and his facial features were a little hideous, not as cute as a baby at all. I was scared and wanted to run away as soon as possible, not knowing when I would wake up, and it was already dawning. When I woke up, I felt a lot of headache and I felt uncomfortable all over.

After breakfast, I carefully wrapped the little ghost boy again, put it in my backpack, said goodbye to Azan Phishi, and stood guard next to the railway station around nine o'clock. Tengchai is only a county in Thailand, and the remote population is also small, and this railway station is basically a sign next to the railway, and passengers will wait here on time. After a while, the train came and slowly stopped near the sign, with the words S.R.T. printed on the front of the car, orange and yellow, looking half-new, older than the locomotive we had come before.

Because I was uncomfortable after coming into contact with the Yin Spirit before, I didn't really want to carry this backpack with a little ghost boy, I looked at Kaohsiung, he was smoking leisurely, I think it was impossible for him to carry it, in his eyes, I was at most an assistant, I was still a small follower, how could there be a follower to let the boss carry things? and I couldn't let Mr. Zhao carry it, in case he ran away, I had to force myself to come.

All the way back to Bangkok from Tengchai, it was late in the evening, and when I was looking for a taxi, a yellow dog on the side of the road kept barking at me, and my eyes were fierce, and I was so scared that I hid. Kaohsiung glared back at the dog, Mr. Zhao bent down, and the yellow dog ran away. "Dogs are afraid to bend over, and they will try everything!" Mr. Zhao said with a smile.

"Isn't this dog suffering from rabies?" I asked.

Kaohsiung said: "It's not at you, it's at the ghost boy in your backpack!" Mr. Zhao and I were surprised, Kaohsiung said that this is normal, there are extremely yin things in it, and the yin qi is very heavy, and animals are much more sensitive than humans in this regard, so they can sense it, and we understand.

Back at Huang Chengcheng's jewelry store, he stood at the door of the store early to greet him, and it seemed that he had calculated the departure time of the train. In the dormitory where I lived before, Wu Di helped me take out the little ghost boy from my backpack and put it on the table, and Kaohsiung urged Mr. Zhao to go to the bank to withdraw money, with Huang Chengcheng as a bodyguard. But Mr. Zhao didn't agree, and insisted that I take the ghost boy with him.

Kaohsiung and I both understand that he is afraid that the little ghost boy will be transferred by us, and he is really doing it step by step. I put away the ghost boy again, accompanied Mr. Zhao to the nearby Bank of China with Wu Di, took out another 150,000 baht from the ATM, returned to the dormitory, and officially handed over the key to the safe to Huang Chengcheng, took back the deposit of 50,000 baht, and paid me a total of 190,000 baht after deducting my travel expenses from Beijing to Thailand.

After counting the money, Kaohsiung said: "It's really troublesome, I have to go to Dengchai again tomorrow and pay 150,000 baht to Azan Pishit, and the two of them will earn this money after running before and after!"

"You two are only busy for three days, and you can earn 5,000 yuan each, which is good. Mr. Zhao smiled. I glanced at him and said that you can earn tens of thousands of yuan by answering a few phone calls at night, and the two of us are not very miserable in comparison.

Huang Chengcheng said: "You don't have to fight, I have to keep the deposit for you, and I have to make a guarantee between the two parties, but I can only get a storage fee of 2,000 baht, which is equivalent to 100 yuan, and my reputation is only worth 100 yuan?