At more than ten o'clock in the morning, Zhao Yang and Mo Chengxian took a passenger plane to P City.

"Xiao Yang, let's go, let's go out. I told Lao Luo, he has someone to come to pick him up, let's just go to his side later. ”

Mo Chengxian turned his head sideways and said to Zhao Yang next to him. The old Luo in his mouth is his friend.

"Well, good!" Zhao Yang smiled and nodded, and then walked out of the airport with Mo Chengxian.

The two of them just walked to the exit of the airport and watched for a while, and after a while, a middle-aged man in a suit who was nearly forty years old walked over, stretched out his hand to Mo Chengxian with a smile, and said, "Mr. Mo, hello." Mr. Luo ordered me to come and pick you up. ”

At this time, Mo Chengxian also saw the middle-aged man, and he couldn't help but show a smile on his face, stretched out his hand to shake the other party, and said, "Lao Liang, it's you." I thought Lao Luo would call someone to take the opportunity. ”

Obviously, Mo Chengxian and this middle-aged man also know each other. In fact, this Lao Liang is Mo Chengxian's friend's opportunistic and personal bodyguard.

"Come, Lao Liang, let me introduce you, this is my nephew Zhao Yang. Just call him Xiao Yang. Mo Chengxian pulled Zhao Yang again and introduced with a smile.

"Hehe, hello!"

Hearing this, Lao Liang also looked at Zhao Yang and stretched out his hand.

"Hello!"

Zhao Yang smiled and shook it.

After a period of greetings, Mo Chengxian and Zhao Yang followed Lao Liang into the car he drove, and Lao Liang drove him out of the airport.

"That's right, Lao Liang. How is Yixuan's situation now? ”

Sitting in the car, Mo Chengxian suddenly opened his mouth and asked Lao Liang, who was driving in front. The 'Yixuan' in his mouth is his friend's daughter.

Lao Liang, who was driving the car, couldn't help but glance at Mo Chengxian from the rearview mirror when he heard this, and said with a slightly heavy face: "Miss's condition is not very good, especially in the past few days, my body has been particularly cold. Every day, except for a few hours at noon, when I don't get sick, I shiver with cold intermittently every other time. Especially in the early hours of the night, the young lady's body was almost frozen, even if the heating was turned on in the room and covered with several layers of quilts, it was useless......"

After a pause, Lao Liang continued: "But yesterday, Mr. Luo was introduced by an acquaintance and found a Taoist priest who claimed to be a real person, and after the Taoist priest saw Miss's situation, he said that Miss was possessed by resentful ghosts, so she would get chills especially when the yin qi aggravated at night. Only at noon every day when the yang energy is strong can the resentful ghost be suppressed. ”

"Just now, when Mr. Luo asked me to come and pick you up, that real person was asking Mr. Luo to prepare all kinds of materials for him. said that he wanted to exorcise ghosts and evil spirits for Miss, and said that as long as the resentful ghost possessed by Miss and the evil spirit in her body were expelled, Miss's illness would naturally recover......"

Hearing Lao Liang explain the general situation, Mo Chengxian couldn't help but look at Zhao Yang beside him, with a little inquiry.

Seeing this, Zhao Yang nodded slightly. said: "According to the situation of the young lady that Uncle Liang just said, there is indeed a certain possibility that it is due to ghosts and evil factors. But...... I'll have to see the lady for myself to be sure. ”

See Zhao Yang say this. Mo Chengxian nodded slightly. Then. Lao Liang, who was driving in front, heard Zhao Yang's words, but he was a little surprised and glanced at Zhao Yang through the rearview mirror.

"Mr. Mo, this nephew of yours ......" Lao Liang couldn't help but ask with some curiosity.

At this time, Mo Chengxian smiled slightly and said, "My nephew has some family studies, and he also has certain attainments and research in this area. In addition, my nephew also has some insight into all kinds of strange and incurable diseases, so this time I took advantage of his free time. A few days ago, I heard Lao Luo talk about Yixuan's situation, so I called him over, and wanted him to show Yixuan if he could cure Yixuan's illness. ”

Heard Mo Chengxian say this. The old Liang couldn't help but nodded, and didn't say anything more, just continued to drive his own car.

After about half an hour, Lao Liang drove the car into a rather luxurious high-end villa area. After a while, he stopped in front of a four-story villa.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Zhao, you two go in on your own. Mr. Luo is at home, and I will park the car in the garage first. Lao Liang said to Mo Chengxian and Zhao Yang.

"Well, good!" Mo Chengxian nodded, he didn't come here once or twice, he was very familiar.

At that moment, Mo Chengxian said to Zhao Yang: "Xiao Yang, let's go, let's go in." ”

"Well, good!" Zhao Yang nodded in response, and followed Mo Chengxian into the villa.

Walking into the door of the villa, in front of the house is a large and spacious green grass, very well repaired, and there is a small private swimming pool on one side, surrounded by vigorous green pines and cypresses, and rockeries towering, surrounded by small pools, and fountains of water. The environment is very haode, and the surrounding air is also very good, very fresh and pleasant.

The door of the villa was open, and there were faint noises coming from inside, and the smell of candles and incense wafting faintly in the air, which somewhat destroyed the elegant and quiet environment around the villa.

"Uncle Mo, what does this friend of yours do? Just now I heard that old Liang call something 'Mr. Luo and Mr. Luo'. If you can afford to live in a villa of this grade, you want to be worth a lot, right? Zhao Yang looked at the villa that was very stylishly decorated and very luxurious, and couldn't help but smile and ask.

Mo Chengxian glanced back at Zhao Yang, and said with a smile: "Have you heard of the 'Roche Group'?" That's my friend's business, which focuses on real estate, electronics, cosmetics, daily necessities, restaurants, hotels, etc. Although it is not listed, the group's assets should be around thirty or four billion. ”

Zhao Yang nodded knowingly when he heard this, "I see." He is really a rich and noble man. ”

"Let's go, Uncle Mo, let's go in first and see what kind of fame is going on there. The smell of candles and incense was in the air, and it looked like something was being done. ”

Mo Chengxian also nodded when he heard this, and responded: "Okay!" Let's go inside. ”

At that moment, the two of them stepped into the open door of the villa.

Walking into the villa, Zhao Yang saw that all the furniture in the spacious hall had been moved to the corner.

In the middle of the hall, a Dharma platform was set up, and a candle and incense burner were placed on the Dharma platform. There were also a lot of messy offerings and the like.

Incense was burning in the incense burner at the moment, and wisps of green smoke were wafting from the huge living room. There are also all kinds of cinnabar yellow paper talismans around the altar, which looks a little bit of gloomy feeling, completely destroying the magnificence of the hall.

In front of the altar, there was a wooden bed, and a girl who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old was curled up on her side.

It's just that. Rao was like this, but the girl was still trembling for a while, her pale face was obviously a little cyan, and her purple lips trembled slightly. The slender plain hand pinched the upper edge of the quilt tightly, and from the exposed part of the fingers. It was also white and blue, and her fingers were pinched very hard.

The most surprising thing. It's even unbelievable. There was a thin layer of white frost condensed on the girl's eyebrows.

It's a July day, and the frost can still be condensed on the body, which shows how cold the girl's body is!

The chill in her body made the girl's green and pale face show a bit of pain. However, she seemed to have long been accustomed to such cold torture, and although her face was painful, it was relatively calm.

It's just that the girl's hands are as black as ink. The star-like eyes looked fixedly at the Taoist priest who was constantly dancing around her and the Dharma platform, and kept chanting words in his mouth, and there was a faint look of panic in the depths of his eyes.

The Taoist priest was wearing a bright yellow yin and yang gossip robe, and his hair was bunned. The beard and hair are all white, holding a peachwood sword, stepping on Yu steps, looking like a fairy wind bone.

The peachwood sword in his hand stabbed or swung at the girl lying on the wooden bed from time to time, and the screaming sound of the peachwood sword swept through the sky made the girl frightened, looking at the movements of the old Taoist, whenever the old Taoist stabbed her with a sword, he couldn't help but subconsciously close his eyes, as if he was afraid that he would really be stabbed by the old Tao.

And the old man did seem to have a bit of a noble demeanor, with a solemn expression, solemn eyebrows, and a righteous look, every time he stabbed at the girl on the bed, when he swung his sword, the mahogany sword seemed to be flushed with a touch of red, like the blood of something.

As soon as his fingers swiped the peachwood sword, the wisps of red blood disappeared, not even touching his fingers.

In addition to the old Taoist, next to the wooden bed of the girl next to him, there was a young Taoist priest in his twenties who was constantly burning paper money into a paper incinerator, and his mouth was still chanting a strange and difficult syllable, which seemed to be some kind of incantation.

Next to the altar and the wooden bed, a couple in their forties were holding hands with each other, their eyes were staring closely at the girl on the wooden bed, both of them were full of worry and nervousness, it seemed that the couple should be the parents of the girl on the wooden bed.

The middle-aged woman seemed to be muttering something in her mouth, probably begging for blessings from the ancestral gods and the like to bless her daughter.

In addition to the couple, there were a lot of people around, and it seemed that most of them should be relatives and friends. In addition to looking at the girl on the wooden bed with some concern, everyone was also very curious about the old Taoist priest who was doing 'magic things' to exorcise ghosts and kill ghosts.

Looking at him, his eyes were full of a kind of surprise and inexplicable respect. Didn't you see that every time the old Taoist stabbed 'Yixuan's body, there would be blood on the peachwood sword? It must have been the blood that flowed from the resentful ghost that possessed 'Yixuan' after being stabbed.

Otherwise, how could that blood be wiped by the real person's fingers and disappear, without even a trace on his hands?

Moreover, didn't you see that the real person's fingers moved, and the stack of rune papers placed on the edge of the Dharma platform flew into his hand on its own, and spontaneously ignited in mid-air without fire?

This real person must be a master with real mana! (To be continued......)