According to Lao Mo, last night, his son Mo Sheng suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, and since then he has been in a trance, and he shouldn't be called by others. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He just kept hiding in the corner, shouting don't kill me, not me. It wasn't until dawn that he fell asleep in a daze, but when he woke up, he was like a fool, and he knew that he was in a daze without eating, drinking, or talking. Someone in the village said that he had fallen into an evil spirit, so he remembered that he had seen two people wearing Taoist robes from a distance at the door of Erli's house, and he came to find them after inquiring.

Qian Mixin happily agreed to him, saying that he was ready to prepare, and he would go to help see his son in the afternoon, but he was not allowed to make a noise. Lao Mo is also a good-looking person, probably thinking that this matter will affect the face of his family, so he naturally agreed very happily, and then was sent home by Qian Mixin.

Seeing Lao Mo discharged from the hospital through the window, Chang Sheng said uneasily: "Didn't you say that spirit hunters are only good at fighting? How dare you take this matter? If we can't cure it and make some problems, we will have to let people beat them to death! If we don't get it and go to prison again, it will be even worse!"

Qian Mixin looked unhappy, "Can you have a little confidence in me! Am I the kind of person who comes nonsense? Okay! I don't bother to explain more to you, and when I get to Lao Mo's house in a while, remember to call me 'Master'! Dare to call me a wrong word, so that you can't eat and walk around!"

Chang Sheng reluctantly "Hmm." "Yes.

Qian Mixin reminded: "Remember! The poor Dao method is called the lotus heart, and you ......" She pointed to Chang Sheng and thought for a while, "You are called poor!"

Chang Sheng was dissatisfied, "What? Poor? You think I'm not poor enough, do you?" I don't agree!"

"Protest is invalid! Get out of here, I'll pack up and we'll leave!"

“…… Do I need to change my robe?"

Qian Mi was furious, "You are stupid! Yesterday, that Feng'er let the goddess die, and the police guarding the scene are still guarding their house, if we wear a robe and go to Lao Mo's house again, we don't have to go in again! Idiot!"

Chang Sheng closed his mouth and silently exited the room.

The old Mo family's house is the most luxurious in the village, with a high-gate compound and a two-story small building inside. Although the shape is not elegant, but the benefits are obvious! As soon as he entered the hospital, Lao Mo's whole family came out to greet him, which made Chang Sheng very unhappy.

After briefly introducing each other, Qian Mixin went straight to the point and went into the house to see Mo Sheng's situation. As Lao Mo said, Mo Sheng ignored everyone's existence, and his eyes were dull and motionless in the corner, like a statue.

Qian Mi pretended to ask for Mo Sheng's eight characters, looked at his face and palmistry, and looked at his eyes carefully. Only then did he turn to Mo Sheng's parents and say, "Ling Lang Yintang is black, his mind is scattered, and his whole body exudes a thick yin qi, I think most of them are entangled by evil ghosts." ”

Hearing Qian Mixin say this, Chang Sheng took a closer look at Mo Sheng and found that there was really a layer of vague black gas on his body, but it was definitely not as exaggerated as Qian Mixin said, and it was so thick that it was obviously a quantity that could not be seen without looking carefully!

Mo Sheng's mother cried and begged Qian Mixin to save his son, while Lao Mo cursed on the side: "It must be the ghost of the second boy of the old Zhang family who is haunting our family, how many people are willing to kill Zhang Xiaoshan? Feng'er has been killed by him, and now he is here to harm us again, master! What do you say? As long as I can save my child, I am willing to spend as much money as I want!"

As soon as she heard Qian, Qian Mixin's eyes immediately lit up with gold, but fortunately, her expression was well controlled, so she was not seen. "Saving people is the duty of the poor, and it is naturally incumbent. But Ling Lang's situation is a bit complicated, and it's not easy to solve!"

Lao Mo thought that Qian Mixin was asking for money euphemistically, so he immediately asked his wife to bring 20,000 yuan. And Qian Mixin, the money fan, was stunned and endured and only took 10,000 yuan.

Qian Mixin explained: "Poor Dao collected 10,000 yuan in order to surpass Zhang Xiaoshan's ghost, but this still won't improve Ling Lang's situation much!"

The old man was puzzled and asked why.

Qian Mixin continued: "Because it was not Zhang Xiaoshan who hurt Ling Lang the most, but someone else...... This ghost is much more powerful than Zhang Xiaoshan, and has a deep relationship with Ling Lang. Ling Lang can be entangled by it, a large part of the reason is Ling Lang himself, if Ling Lang does not cooperate, Poor Dao will not be able to drive the other ghost away. ”

"Why is there another one?" What kind of evil has our family created...... That master, my son is like this now, and he can't cooperate!"

"This is not difficult!" As she spoke, Qian Mixin took out a paper talisman from her arms, bit her finger and swiped the blood along the talisman paper, and quickly pressed it on Mo Sheng's forehead. Chang Sheng saw the yin qi attached to Mo Sheng's body, and it was instantly dispelled and disappeared without a trace.

Mo Sheng's empty eyes instantly regained their vitality, looked at the people around him in confusion, and asked suspiciously: "Dad, Mom, what are you doing in my house? Who are these two?"

Lao Mo and his daughter-in-law saw that their son was finally sober, and immediately pulled their son, and the whole family knelt and kowtowed to Qian Mixin. Qian Mixin stopped: "Mr. Mo, I have already said that I can't cure Ling Lang at all, and I really can't afford such a big gift." If Poor Dao guesses well, Ling Lang may always be haunted by that powerful ghost in the future, and this kind of thing will happen from time to time in the future, if you want to solve it completely, it depends on whether Ling Lang himself is willing to cooperate. ”

Lao Mo pressed Mo Sheng's head and slammed it to the ground. "Cooperate, cooperate! We will definitely cooperate! Whatever the master wants to ask, as long as he can save Xiaosheng's life, we will cooperate with what he does. ”

Qian Mixin pinched Mo Sheng's chin, took off the talisman paper attached to his forehead, folded it and tied it with a red rope and hung it around Mo Sheng's neck. Mo Sheng really saw Qian Mixin's face clearly at this time, and couldn't help but be stunned, and his face flushed. Qian Mixin's face was displeased, but she endured it, seeing that Qian's face did not have a seizure, Qian Mixin walked to the window and looked up at the sky, and asked Lao Mo without looking back: "You asked Ling Lang what he had done?"

Old Mo Bugs asked Mo Sheng repeatedly.

Mo Sheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

Qian Mixin sighed and said, "That rune paper can be carried with you to keep you safe for three days." Then he turned around and flicked his sleeves to Chang Sheng and said, "Disciple, let's go!"

As soon as they heard Qian Mixin say to leave, Lao Mo and his wife immediately kowtowed like pounding garlic, begging Qian Mixin to save their family Mo Sheng.

Qian Mixin said coldly: "Although the old saying is that the body is the parent who suffers, but now it is the twenty-first century, everyone talks about human rights, since Ling Lang is bent on death, it will be useless to stay in the poor way." If the second elder is really eager to save his son, he should stop working on the poor body, and ask his son what he has done. He even let people die and turn into a terrible ghost, and they won't let him go! When you understand, come to the poor road again, and say goodbye!"