Hearing this, Mougins frowned slightly, and then said, "Old man! You are invited to the inside first, and many people outside are watching! Let's talk inside!"

The old man looked back and saw that the door was full of people watching the excitement, and from time to time some gossip weekly reporters took pictures with cameras, hesitated, nodded and said, "Okay! Let's talk about it inside. ”

Under the guidance of Mougins, several people came to the hall and sat down, and after taking their seats, the old man looked around and said, "This gentleman! Please ask the master to come out and meet him! There are some things I want to talk to him about in person. ”

"Good! Wait a minute!" Mu Ran answered, then stood up, walked to the room of the Yimei Daoist, and buckled the door: "Uncle Nine!" Guests are coming!"

After a while, the door was opened, and I saw that Yimei Daoren was already dressed in ordinary clothes, looking at the sleepy-eyed and misty appearance, he didn't need to think about it to know that he had just woken up, thinking that it was the events of last night that made him tired.

"Uncle Nine! This old gentleman wants to talk to you alone!" Mu Ran smiled, pointed to the old man behind him who was looking at the Taoist with a brow, and whispered.

Hearing this, Yimei Daoist frowned, glanced at the old man, and then looked at Mu Ran and said, "Just let him talk to you!" As he spoke, the man walked up to the old man.

When the old man saw Yimei Daoist coming out, he quickly stood up: "Hello! You're the master of the eyebrows, aren't you?"

"Hmmm! Sir, you don't look very good, but someone in the family has passed away?" Seeing the old man's haggard appearance, Yimei Daoist squinted his eyes and said.

Hearing the words of the Yimei Daoist, the old man showed a surprised expression: "You...... How did you...... How do you know?"

As soon as the Daoist opened his mouth, the old man was really shocked, and even felt incredible.

"Huh! Sir, why do you force the people who have gone to stay?" Yimei Daoist smiled faintly, sat down, looked at the old man, and said slowly.

"You guys go out first! I'll talk to the master!" The old man's face changed immediately, his body trembled slightly, as if he was very excited, he turned his head and said to a few bodyguards who did not leave him.

Hearing the old man's words, the cold-faced bodyguards showed embarrassed looks on their faces, and the old man frowned and said sharply: "Get out!" I'm going to talk to the master! Is there anything else I can do here?"

Seeing the old man's anger, several bodyguards glanced at each other, then glanced at Blade, Mougins and the others, and then exited the room in unison.

"Master...... There's something I'd like to ask about this?" The old man looked at Mougins and Blade.

"Say it! They're not going to talk nonsense!" Yimei Daoist smiled, looked at Blade and Mougin, and spoke.

The old man nodded, and then told his own story, and when he heard the inconspicuous old man in front of him say his name, Mu Ran couldn't help but show surprise.

For the name of this old man, Mougins can be said to be like thunder, it turns out that this old man is called Liao Yihua, is a real estate tycoon in Xiangjiang, and is one of the top ten richest people in Xiangjiang, this Liao Yihua is also a legend, he does not know a big word, but he is from a construction site contractor to the chairman of the largest real estate company in Hong Kong today, it is conceivable that this person's courage and luck can be called against the sky.

And the main reason why Liao Yihua came here today is because of his son, and although he has a big family, he has only one son, for this son, Liao Yihua can be said to be regarded as a treasure in his hand.

But Liao Yihua seems to be destined, his wife died of a sudden cerebral thrombosis a few years ago, and the only son who was well cared for was also killed by an unexpected car accident three months ago.

Liao Yihua couldn't get out of the shadow of losing his son, and even took an extreme act, even disposing of his son's body and keeping it at home, but even so, Liao Yihua still couldn't get out of the pain of losing his son.

What makes Liao Yihua most distressed is that since his son passed away, Liao Yihua has been unable to sleep every night, and when he falls asleep, his mind is full of his son's fleshy body and face.

Liao Yihua was originally from the bottom, and the environment made him believe in ghosts and gods very much, in the past few months, Liao Yihua has traveled all over the country, just to find someone who can let him see his son's ghost, he spent a lot of money, but until now, he has not found a real master, every time he invites someone is a sworn guarantee, but in the end it still disappointed him.

Just when Liao Yihua was about to give up, he suddenly learned that a mysterious Taoist priest lived in the most famous ghost mansion in Xiangjiang, Liao Yihua seemed to see hope, and his intuition told him that this might be the master who allowed him to meet his son.

As he spoke, Liao Yihua burst into tears, looking at the old man's extremely sad appearance, Mu Ran on the side couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Poor man!" Mu Ran couldn't help but sigh in his heart, in Liao Yihua's body, Mu Ran seemed to see the shadow of his father Mu Zhaoping.

"Hey! Why should those who have gone stay behind? Dust to dust, dust to earth, he does not enter the earth, how can you be at peace?" Yimei Daoren sighed, looked at Liao Yihua with a look of vicissitudes and said.

"Master! I'm here to ...... I just want to meet my son, have a few words with him, and let you help my son choose a place to sleep!" Liao Yihua took a deep breath, looked at the Taoist with a straight eyebrow and said.

Seeing the deep look on the face of the Yimei Daoist, Liao Yihua hurriedly continued: "Master! I know you have what it takes! I hope you give me a chance at my age! I just want to see my son before I die! Definitely not a problem in terms of money!" As he spoke, a look of grief appeared on Liao Yihua's face again.

"It's not a matter of money or not? People and ghosts have different paths! Why force it? Besides, how do you know I have this ability?" Yimei Daoist stood up and said with a sigh.

"Intuition! And I have heard a lot of rumors about the master, and the person who can live in this "Nangutai" for two days and two nights without any damage is probably the master! Guru! I hope you will help the old man with this wish! I just want to see my son one last time, I just want to have a word with him!" As he spoke, Liao Yihua stood up tremblingly, and then bent down to kowtow to Yimei Daoren.

"Uncle Nine! Just promise him!" Seeing Liao Yihua's grief-stricken appearance, Mu Ran couldn't help but speak.

Seeing that Mu Ran spoke, Yimei Daoist didn't say anything, nodded and said to Liao Yihua: "It's okay to see your son!" But let his body be buried in the ground! Otherwise, there will be a lot of unforeseen trouble. ”

"Good! Good! Good! As long as the master agrees, I can do whatever he wants!" Liao Yihua nodded in agreement when he saw Yimei Daoren, and hurriedly promised.

"Thank you, little brother!" Liao Yihua is such a person, his skills in observing words and emotions are extremely in place, how can he not see that the reason why Yimei Dao people will agree to his request is all because Mu Ran opened his mouth, and at the same time, he also doubted Mu Ran's identity in his heart.

"Are you going to be buried or cremated?" Yimei Daoren sat down again, looked at Liao Yihua and asked.

"Burial!" Without any hesitation, Liao Yihua replied decisively that Liao Yihua was extremely conservative, and it was natural for him to choose burial.

"Then I'll help you find a tomb tomorrow! But you have no children now...... What if you want that feng shui treasure?" Yimei Daoist hesitated for a moment and said.

"Master! I...... I should...... There should be a daughter...... It's just me...... I don't know if she's alive now!" Liao Yihua said hesitantly.

Hearing this, Yimei nodded and said, "You give me your birthday!" I'll take a look!"

Liao Yihua hurriedly reported his birthday to Yimei Daoren, and after pinching his fingers and calculating, Yimei Daoist smiled faintly and said, "You do have a daughter!" It's just ......"

"Is she dead or alive now?" Hearing this, Liao Yihua hurriedly asked.

"Not dead! But I'm afraid I won't want to see you in this life!" Yimei Daoist glanced at Liao Yihua deeply and spoke.

Hearing Yimei's words, Liao Yihua's body trembled involuntarily, and his face became extremely ugly, but he didn't say anything.

For this daughter, Liao Yihua can be said to be about to forget, Liao Yihua's thinking is extreme, and the vice of patriarchy is especially obvious in him, speaking of this daughter, Liao Yihua can't help but feel a little guilty when he thinks about it now, because he has never fulfilled the responsibility of a father.

At that time, Liao Yihua was young and frivolous, and he also liked to mess with flowers and grass, plus he had a successful career, and he also learned that some people maintained a second wife outside, and this daughter who had never met was born to the woman who Liao Yihua maintained back then, and later when the daughter was born, Liao Yihua broke off contact with that woman, and he had not inquired about the whereabouts of the woman and his daughter for so many years.

"Mr. Liao, let's talk business! Although the master promised you, this money is indispensable! What does the old gentleman think?" Mu Ran saw that after Liao Yihua and Yimei Daoren finished discussing, he spoke.

Immediately, Mougins discussed with Liao Yihua about the price, maybe Liao Yihua saw through the world, or maybe he was old and didn't care much about money, when Mougins quoted a sky-high price, the other party didn't even think about it, so he agreed.

Liao Yihua saw that it was not early, so he immediately asked the Taoist again, and after agreeing to see the tomb tomorrow, he led a few bodyguards to leave.