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The weather in Hainan is particularly hot, and it's still hot and humid.

The scorching sun was in the sky, but when Ou Shiman walked into Ansage's mansion, he felt that streams of yin qi rushed straight to his head from the soles of his feet.

In his home, all the windows were sealed.

Not a shred of sunlight shines in.

In the middle of the living room, a huge stone statue of a colorful demon was parked, and Osman didn't know what it was.

Everywhere you can see are some classical bottles and jars, as well as yellow paper with all kinds of strange characters written in cinnabar.

The door of Ansage's mansion was open, and Osman pushed the door in after ringing the doorbell many times and no one paid attention to it.

The double-storey villa was made to look like this, which also made Ou Shiman secretly cry waste in his heart.

After strolling around the hall for a while, Ou Shiman suddenly felt that two white shadows flashed.

Then, it was as if his legs had taken root, and he couldn't move a step.

At this time, a scrawny old man walked down from the second floor.

To say that he is skinny is already a compliment to him.

This Ansage master looks like a living skeleton.

The whole body, not even a little bit of flesh, the skin attached to the bones is almost transparent, and the blood vessels inside can be seen clearly.

Every time Osman saw the appearance of this Ansage master, he would get goosebumps.

"Ah!!!h

Ou Shiman suddenly cried out in pain, she felt that her immovable legs seemed to be burning herself with two soldering irons.

Today, she was not wearing stockings, and on her white calves, four very small black palm prints suddenly appeared.

"Hey, hey, hey~~~~~"

A burst of eerie childlike laughter scared Osman so much that he wanted to cry.

At this time, Ansage had already walked in front of her and looked at her coldly.

"Master, save me!" said Osh with tears in her eyes.

This kind of pitiful appearance, if you were a normal man, you would definitely feel a sense of pity, but unfortunately, the man in front of him is not an ordinary person.

Ansage reached for Osman's waist and ripped her skirt off.

On a pair of white and slender thighs, with a plump and upright ass, a sanitary napkin is hidden under the red lace ~ silk underwear ~ pants.

Ou Shiman was a little stunned, in her impression, this Ansage seems to be not close to women?

Why did he pull his skirt as soon as he came here today?

"Master, you ...... You ......" Osman stammered speechless.

The situation is too weird, now she can't move, if this Ansage wants to have a relationship with herself, Osman has no ability to resist at all.

Don't look at the other party as a dry and thin old man, but his ability is sky-high. Almost all of China's celebrities who want to raise a ghost will think of him as soon as possible.

Knowing that it was useless for him to resist, Ou Shiman had no choice but to squeeze out a smile and make a flattering look.

However, the thought that this thin old man, who looked like a skeleton, would lie on his young flesh and touch him like a pig in the future, made her sick to her stomach.

The light in Ansage's eyes flickered, staring at Osman's lower body tightly and unwavering.

Ou Shiman, who had already accepted his fate, simply did not hide it, took away his hands, and let Ansage look at it.

After a while, Ansage reached out with a dry hand and ripped off her sanitary napkin in the forbidden place.

There is a large blood stain on it, which means that Ou Shiman has come to the eldest aunt today.

I thought he would go further, but Ansage carried the sanitary napkin, handed it to Ou Shiman, and said in his hoarse voice: "First, incense should be applied every day, fruits should be changed once a week, the oil lamp should be turned off at one o'clock on Monday, and it will be extinguished on Friday night, and the oil lamp should not be without oil." Second, sprinkle water on the floor every day to increase the humidity in the room so that the imp can live more comfortably. Third ......"

Ansaqi's face came up, looked at Ou Shiman faintly, and then said: "Third, if a woman has a period, she must not enter a room with a ghost, otherwise she will be attacked by a ghost." Haven't I told you these three most basic principles of raising little ghosts many times?"

It was only at this time that Osman understood Ansage's intentions.

Thinking about what he looks like now, Ou Shiman was afraid for a while.

Needless to say, what is attached to my feet now must be the little ghost in this house.

After Ansage muttered a spell that Osman didn't understand, his feet, which had been unable to move, were finally able to move.

"It's good that I'm here today, otherwise, I don't know how you died. Ansacchi took the pad and went outside the door and threw it in the trash.

Osman lifted her skirt and looked at Ansage embarrassedly.

"Come to me, is there anyone who wants to invite the little ghost?" Ansage said, sitting in a mahogany chair with his eyes closed.

If he hadn't been talking, Osman would have thought that what was sitting in front of him was a dried corpse.

"Master, it's my family Du Ze who wants to raise a little ghost to go back. Recently, there are a few people who don't have long eyes, which angered him. Ou Shiman said truthfully.

Ansage didn't even think about it, and asked directly: "Did you bring the money?"

Ou Shiman breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the other party asked for money, it would be easy to do. Sometimes, what money can do is really not a big deal. If Ansage looks down on Du Ze as a little star and refuses to give him a little ghost, it means that no matter how much money he brings, it is useless.

Ansage has long passed the realm of greed for money. As long as he sends a sentence to the top celebrities in the ghost circle, how much money he wants, the other party has to give him how much money.

You must know that every imp he releases has a handle in his hand. It can be said that as long as those celebrities invite a little ghost from him, they are equivalent to giving him their lives.

Du Ze's little money, that little reputation, can Ansage see it?

He just wants to continue his business of raising imps. In addition, he and Ou Shiman do have a bit of a friendship, and it is reasonable to sell her a little ghost.

After that, Ou Shiman paid the money, got a Buddha statue of the golden boy, and listened carefully to Ansaqi's explanation of his taboos for raising little ghosts and how to control the little ghosts, Ou Shiman carefully carried the golden boy and quickly left the gloomy mansion of Ansage.

After she left, Ansage's figure in the mahogany chair gradually became transparent.

Around him, white babies were looking at him and smiling stupidly.

If Ou Shiman was still there, she would definitely cry out in fright when she saw this scene.

I don't know if this Ansage is a human or a ghost......