Chapter 170: I don't want to work hard
Carrying a large bag and a small bag to the rooftop on the top floor, the two of them just put down their things when the landlady heard the news.
"Master, I'm in a hurry, you're finally here."
"Donor, the poor monk told you before, in order to avoid hurting the innocent, before twelve o'clock tonight, all the residents in the building must be evacuated, I don't know if you have notified?" In front of outsiders, and in the case of not raising the bar with Uncle Feng, Jing Yuan is still very serious.
It's just that the appearance is a bit fierce.
"I want to evacuate, but someone has to disperse me, and those people have already moved out when they heard that there are ghosts in the building."
The landlady complained, and said politely to Jing Yuan: "Master, please leave this matter to you, if the building is empty for a few more months, I can only go back to the countryside to raise fish." β
After saying that, the landlady thought of something and added: "There is a family that has moved in today, it is the dance lady of the four nightclubs, I have asked, they will not be back before twelve o'clock." β
"In that case, there is nothing wrong with the poor monk."
Jing Yuan nodded, reassuring the landlady that he had made all preparations tonight and would not let go of any ghosts that slipped through the net.
As he spoke, he began to prepare for the Great Soul Summoning Array, and Liao Wenjie took the initiative to help, and was very interested in this ghost summoning formation.
The landlady wanted to leave, but at first glance at Liao Wenjie's appearance, her eyes immediately lit up, and she took out a business card and stepped forward: "Oh, this pretty boy, look at your talent, you can eat with your face, but you give the master a hard time, it's a pity." β
βοΌοΌοΌβ
"This is my business card, you put it away, if you feel tired one day, call me." The landlady threw out a coquettish glance that had expired for thirty years, and limped out of the top floor.
It is estimated that I originally wanted to swing, but my figure was out of shape, and it was very spicy to look at.
Liao Wenjie: (λβΈλ)
He probably understood that the landlady was about fifty years old and had an apartment building, which was not bad for money......
If it is not bad, this fang must be good at the artifact - I don't want to work hard.
"Alas, it's different if people are handsome, like me, no one gives them a business card." Jing Yuan sighed and pounded his chest, as if he had been wronged too much.
"Master Jingyuan wants it, I can give you the business card, why bother with that yin and yang weirdness!"
"Ajie, you think too much, not to mention that I am a monk with four empty eyes, even if I am not, I am embarrassed to let you cut your love!"
ββ¦β¦β
If I hadn't seen your face collecting money with my own eyes, I would have believed it.
Liao Wenjie despised it in his heart, and put his business card in his pocket, the landlady could afford to look up to herself, not that he blew it, even if he didn't want to work hard, there was Tang Judy waiting to take over.
As for this business card, it may be useful to keep it, maybe one day Zhou Xingxing won't want to work hard.
Ten minutes later, Jing Yuan arranged the Soul Conjuring Array, Liao Wenjie lost interest after a few glances, regretted giving three copper coins, and was glad that he didn't take out the money sword directly.
At the time of the first month, the moonlight of the entire building gathers here, and then seals the surrounding area with Buddhist flags and charms, tempting ghosts to throw themselves into the net.
In line with the principle that all the money has been paid and everyone has come, Liao Wenjie wrote down the layout of the Spirit Gathering Array, turned around and walked downstairs.
"Applejack, where are you going?"
"I'll go out and have a look, lest there be any idlers in the building."
"Well, remember not to go to the basement level, where the yin qi is extremely heavy, and when all the ghosts are done, let's find out."
"Understood."
Liao Wenjie made an OK gesture and inspected floor by floor from the seventh floor, saying that it was the Maple Grove Building, which was actually a hollow-shaped apartment building, which had been around for some years.
The landlady was right when she said that there was no one in the building, and even if there were, they were moving.
Liao Wenjie showed his police ID card, and upon questioning, he learned that the building had been haunted since two or three months ago. At first, it was just the light bulbs flickering on and off and the doors were windless, but later, the elevators stopped at no end and the lights in the hallway turned blood-red at night.
After that, the residents couldn't stand it anymore, and they always felt that someone was blowing wind on their necks behind them, or else, they felt that there was someone in the cabinet.
There are also several residents who said that their wives have unprovoked sleep disorders, and their bodies cannot move when they are half asleep and half awake, just like a ghost pressing the bed.
Of course, there were a few male occupants who were also disturbed.
The most miserable family, the wife and ghost pressed the bed in the first half of the night, and the husband pressed the bed in the second half of the night, and moved away directly the next morning.
Walking to the fifth floor, all the houses are empty, only one resident is noisy, and the smell of hot pot can be smelled clearly through the door.
There are really people who are not afraid of death!
Liao Wenjie banged on the door, and after opening the door, he saw the four women in the living room, and immediately raised his eyebrows, yes, the landlady said that the dance lady who just moved to the four nightclubs today.
It should be these four.
It's a pity that the conditions are not bad, and he said that he was short of money, and his company still lacked a few office clerks.
"Pretty Boy...... Hey, it turned out to be Sir, is there something wrong so late? β
Seeing Liao Wenjie's appearance clearly, the woman who opened the door was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the document on his chest, and was stunned again.
"This building is going to be closed tonight, I asked the landlady, you go to work early after eating, remember not to come back before twelve o'clock."
"Okay, sir, go slowly."
Seeing Liao Wenjie away, the four women sat down and chattered.
"What's going on, there are other cases to be investigated in this building?"
"I don't know, I thought he was sent by his superiors to investigate the counterfeit banknote board case with us, but it's a pity ......"
"Why are you so sorry, do you have a crush on someone?"
"It must be, her face is full of spring, and it is more appropriate to replace 'look' with 'think'."
"That's right, that's what I thought, when I go back to the police station tomorrow, I'll check his identity and make a perfect encounter."
"Don't be stupid, just listen to what he just said, you know that people think you are a chicken dancer."
"Undercover, don't be cold, just explain it clearly......"
"Don't talk nonsense, go to the nightclub after eating, and strive to meet tonight, and get the stolen goods and catch all the other side."
β¦β¦
After patrolling from top to bottom on the seventh floor, Liao Wenjie went out to buy two fried noodles, and when he returned, he confirmed that the four dance ladies had left, and then returned to the top balcony with peace of mind.
"Applejack, why are you so polite, and you even bought a late-night snack, I'm embarrassed."
Jing Yuan raised his hand to take it, but was blocked by Liao Wenjie with one hand.
"Master, you misunderstood, these two fried noodles have tenderloin added to them, you are a monk, you can't eat meat."
"And you're going to buy two more?"
"It's a lot of food!"
ββ¦β¦β
Under the gaze of the black line on Jing Chengcheng's face, Liao Wenjie hissed and ate with a mouth full of oil, and in a fit of anger, he threw down his Zen stick and ran downstairs, but in half an hour, he returned with a few tools and put together a vegetarian hot pot in front of Liao Wenjie.
This monk, no wonder he raises the bar with Uncle Nine all day long, and the eye of the needle is only the tip of the heart.
At eleven o'clock, Jing Yuan was full, seeing Liao Wenjie meditating cross-legged, unwilling to admit defeat, put away the hot pot equipment, meditated and chanted and waited for the moon to be right.
The two of them didn't say a word, only the yellow banner with the word 'Buddha' written on it moved with the wind.
At this time, four undercover female police officers appeared on the first floor, accompanied by a big man with a meaty face.
The four of them went undercover and met with Dasha, the contact of the counterfeit money organization, in a nightclub, and the latter was suspicious of their identities, and did not agree to pay for them with one hand and deliver them with the other, and if they were not allowed to inspect the goods first, the transaction would be canceled immediately.
"What should I do, that pretty boy just said that the building will be closed tonight, and there won't be a problem bringing people back, right?"
"I can only take one step at a time, and I hope his case has been investigated."
"Hey, what are you two mothers-in-law talking about?"
"We are afraid that you will not be honest, after all, you are a big man, we are four little women, if you want to be bad, don't we call the heavens and the earth not spiritual?"
"Hahaha, what's there to be afraid of, Hong Kong Island is a place where the rule of law is spoken, so it's good if you call the police."
ββ¦β¦β
The four of them were speechless, only the wrong name, no wrong nickname, not false at all.
β¦β¦
Boom! Boom! Knock ββββ
Four women and one man walked into the elevator, and the second the two metal doors closed, the bell rang on time.
At midnight, the moon is rising, and the fierce ghosts are out of the cage.
In an instant, the wind was blowing in the building, and the ghost door of the warehouse on the basement floor slowly opened, and the shadow of black pressure filled with the cold air, surging towards the top floor from the bottom to the top.
"Master Jingyuan, the group of ghosts is pouring out, am I pressing the formation for you, or will the two of us fight together, and see who is more efficient?"
Liao Wenjie took the opportunity to say: "It's better to add a lottery, this is more interesting, I bet thirty-six copper coins, your words...... Just the string of Buddha beads on the chest, just thirty-six, and I won't take advantage of you. β
"Applejack, you're not a monk, what do you want me to wear beads on my chest...... Wait, why do you still have so many copper coins? Jing Yuan was surprised, is the innate copper coin already rotten on the street?
"To tell you the truth, I still have some money left, just thirty-six copper coins. That is, you, other people, such as Uncle Feng or something, I won't tell him! β
Liao Wenjie calmly explained and continued: "How about it, do you want to have a hand, the victory or defeat depends on your ability, whoever catches more ghosts tonight will win." β
"Forget it, you have that little bit of money, how can I be embarrassed to take advantage of you."
Jing Yuan believed it was true, and shook his head: "Greed is not enough to swallow elephants, persuade people not to be greedy, you will tempt me with less copper coins in the future." β
"Okay then, I'll press the formation for you first, and if it doesn't work, you'll squeak."
"Joke, I've subdued demons and subdued demons for many years, and there has never been a time when I can't do it." Jing Yuan sneered, when he debuted, Liao Wenjie was still wearing open crotch pants!
As the two were talking, the door of the corridor slammed open, and the yin wind hit them, covering the entire rooftop in an instant.
Liao Wenjie nodded with his fingertips, opened his yin and yang eyes, and saw that in the gray mist, a black shadow crowded out of the corridor, as if a market was opened in the underworld, and the number was incredible.
"Master Jingyuan, tonight is not the Midyear Festival, and the number of ghosts seems to be a bit exceeded."
"Most of them are wandering ghosts, wait until I arrest them all, and then find out why they got together to make trouble."
Jing Yuan stepped forward with a Zen staff in his hand, and the golden Zen staff bloomed with golden light, dispelling the ghost energy, while waving the monk's robe and robe, the wind howled in his palm, and knocked the ghosts to the ground.
Liao Wenjie saw it very clearly, Jing Yuan's slap fell, and the ghost thing was like being drunk, lying on his stomach softly, dying and being slaughtered.
"I can't bear it, and I dare to learn from others to come out and make trouble......"