Seeing that Mr. Zhao had been knocking on his mobile phone, I was even more irritable, so I reached out and asked him to show me. Mr. Zhao angrily asked what you could see, and I told him that I had sold mobile phones for several years, and I knew more than you, so Mr. Zhao handed me the phone. This is a Philips 9@9r model of mobile phone, it is the latest Philips mobile phone that year, this brand of mobile phone has no characteristics, there is only one, that is, ultra-long standby. Now many mobile phones are known as ultra-long standby, but they are all flickering, Philips is the real one, all the mobile phones with the words 9@9 in the model, the standby time has more than 20 days, even if the business people have more business, at least they can be used for seven or eight days, and they are not turned off day and night.

When I turned on the light, I saw that the outer screen of the phone was cracked, and the screen was not lit, but it seemed that the LCD screen was not broken. I opened the upper flap, held one hand on each hand, and quickly flipped it open and closed, like a robot. Mr. Zhao hurriedly reached out and grabbed it: "Hey, hey, are you repairing your phone or are you destroying it?" I dodged sideways, quickly flipped through it for more than 20 times, and then looked at the outer screen, the patterns displayed came and went, as if they were imaginary.

"Hey, you see there's a display—" I interrupted Mr. Zhao's words, and continued to flip through it quickly dozens of times, and then saw that the screen was displayed as before, with the year, month, day and current time on it. Mr. Zhao took the phone in surprise and asked what the reason was and why it could be repaired. I told him that all flip phones, the screen and the motherboard are connected by cables, not to mention falling, even if it is used normally, it will still have this problem after a year or two, because the plug is loose due to long-term use. Just now the mobile phone fell to the ground, is to loosen the cable, I quickly opened the buckle, is the easiest way to reset, although the success rate is very low, but if it really has an effect, it can be rescued, and then repaired if it is broken.

Mr. Zhao laughed: "That's right, that's right, you're doing me a great favor now, I'm so lucky, it seems that I have asked this little ghost, and I will definitely be able to make a fortune in the future!"

Seeing his happy appearance, I was really disgusted, so I got up and went out to the toilet to breathe by the way. Although this rustic wooden house in Azan Phhisit is old, the toilet is very clean and tidy, and after peeing, I heard someone come out, thinking that Mr. Zhao probably made a lot of money tonight, so he couldn't sleep. When I passed through the bedroom, I saw that Mr. Zhao had begun to snore, and when I came out of the house, I saw that the person was Kaohsiung, sitting in front of the stairs in front of the house and smoking.

I sat down next to Kaohsiung, and he asked, "Why don't you sleep for more than half an hour?" and I whispered what Mr. Zhao had just done.

Kaohsiung snorted with contempt: "This kind of person, his heart has been eaten up by dogs!" I asked him, how long does it usually take to raise a little ghost to fight back, Kaohsiung took a puff of cigar, and said that if you worship seriously and don't break the rules, it will definitely be fine for two or three years. You see that Cecilia Cheung has already invited a ghost boy from Thailand to return to Hong Kong, isn't it still safe now? It's just two bad movies.

"I'm really unwilling," I whispered, "if you really let someone like Mr. Zhao make a fortune and make a lot of money, then the conscience will really be eaten up by the dog." Kaohsiung asked me what I meant, I inadvertently looked back, the position where we were sitting was on the right side of the gate, and I could see the corner of the bed in the bedroom, and I saw Mr. Zhao lying on the bed, but his upper body was twisted over, in a very strange posture. I knew immediately that he was eavesdropping, that a professional liar like him fears that he would be deceived in the world, and at first I thought he was really asleep, but now it seems that I was still naïve.

I glanced at Kaohsiung, and he immediately nodded slightly. I didn't know what to say, so I had to keep silent, or let Kaohsiung get his head up. This old brother has experience, and sure enough, he said: "In less than half an hour, Azan Phishi can start to bless the little ghost boy, and then let it communicate with your customer, Mr. Zhao, and then you can worship normally." What kind of business is he doing, so mysterious?" he lowered his voice, I understood that this was to make a good show, and if he spoke loudly, Mr. Zhao's alertness was likely to be suspicious.

"I don't know, he only said that he was a trading company, who cares what he does, I just sell things, as long as the customer pays, I don't care if you are a human or a ghost!" I also lowered my voice, still worried about whether Mr. Zhao could arrive, if he couldn't hear it at all, wouldn't this play be in vain, it would be better to chat about something else.

Kaohsiung told me a lot about raising little ghosts, such as taboos, worship methods and rules, and finally he patted me on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you're satisfied!" After speaking, he got up and entered the house. I didn't understand what he meant, what did it mean to be satisfied? I didn't go to the massage parlor to kill the chicken.

I went back to bed and continued to sleep with Mr. Zhao, I was really sleepy, and I slept for half an hour until I was woken up by Mr. Zhao. Under the leadership of Kaohsiung, we came to the back of the wooden house, there is a vacant lot, the moon is hanging in the air, it should be almost the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, the moon is relatively round, and it is also very bright. Azan Phishi sat cross-legged on the ground, with the red cloth wrap in front of him. Kaohsiung asked Mr. Zhao to sit across from Azan Phisit, opened the red cloth bag, and began to chant mantras. A few minutes later, Azan grabbed Mr. Zhao's left palm with his hand, held a knife, and gently slashed his middle finger, causing blood to flow out.

Mr. Zhao subconsciously wanted to retract his hand, but Azan pulled his palm and let the blood drip on the little ghost. In this process, Azan Phishi was chanting mantras, did not stop, Mr. Zhao's breathing accelerated, Azan Phishi pressed the top of Mr. Zhao's head with his left hand, and suddenly Mr. Zhao exclaimed, looking at the little ghost boy in front of him, he seemed to be surprised.

I hurriedly took a closer look, and the little ghost boy was lying quietly on the ground, not moving. Of course it won't move, and it's not alive, but I don't know why Mr. Zhao is so stunned, his eyes are wide, what is there to see in this little ghost boy, you haven't seen it during the day.

While chanting the mantra, Azan Phishi covered Mr. Zhao's face with his left hand, and the blood in his left finger dripped more and more slowly, and finally it was gone, and it healed automatically. Azan Pishi took his hand away, Mr. Zhao's expression was still surprised, but it was not as exaggerated as just now, and his eyes were still looking at the little ghost boy, as if he had palpitations.

"You have successfully channeled with the ghost boy," Kaohsiung said, "Did you see the baby just now?" Mr. Zhao nodded again and again, saying that it was originally just a dry corpse of a little ghost, but suddenly it became a fresh fetus, I don't know if it was dead or alive, but it didn't move at all, its skin was pale, as if it had just died, but it didn't look like a hallucination.