Chapter Eighty-Four: Possession of Resentful Spirits (Two More Votes)
At this time, two bodyguards had already come to Steward Li, and one of them kicked Steward Li's thigh.
"Mr. Zhao, help!"
"Click"
"Ahh
Steward Li immediately begged for mercy, but the bodyguard kicked him on the thigh mercilessly, and suddenly there was a sound of broken bones, followed by Steward Li's screams.
Mr. Zhao ignored Steward Li's pleas for mercy, but shouted at the bodyguards.
The two bodyguards were ruthless, not only discounting Steward Li's two legs, but also spitting blood at his mouth.
It wasn't until Steward Li couldn't scream anymore that the two bodyguards stopped.
"Throw it out!"
Mr. Zhao glanced at Steward Li in disgust and ordered the two bodyguards.
"Master Ye!"
Mr. Zhao smiled at Ye Zhengyang and said, "Are you still satisfied with this solution?" ”
For Mr. Zhao's ruthlessness, Ye Zhengyang can be regarded as a teacher.
No matter how you say it, Steward Li is also heartfelt to Mr. Zhao, and he turned his face ruthlessly for Ye Zhengyang's words, and almost beat him half to death.
Seeing that Ye Zhengyang never spoke, Mr. Zhao was in a hurry, hurriedly took out the checkbook, wrote a cash check for 50 million, and handed it over with a long wooden box.
"Master Ye!"
Mr. Zhao said: "I know you need old ginseng. ”
"This is the 500-year-old mountain ginseng I asked someone to find, and I will give it to you!"
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Ye Zhengyang's heart moved, I dropped obediently, where did I find the five-hundred-year-old mountain ginseng?
Ye Zhengyang put away the check, then opened the wooden box, and immediately saw an old ginseng two feet long, golden in color, and full of beards.
This is indeed the old ginseng, but it is not 500 years, but more than 500 years, and it has been almost 600 years.
"What a treasure!"
Ye Zhengyang exclaimed in his heart, and quietly put away the old ginseng.
"For Mr. Zhao's sake, I'll go with you!"
After Ye Zhengyang finished speaking, he walked out.
"Thank you, Master Ye!"
Mr. Zhao was immediately overjoyed, and then said goodbye to Fang Hao and chased after Ye Zhengyang.
Ye Zhengyang and Mr. Zhao got into the top Bentley car brought by Mr. Zhao, and drove all the way to the west, towards Mr. Zhao's villa.
On the way, Mr. Zhao complained to Ye Zhengyang.
In the past few days, Mr. Zhao has fallen into blood mold, and he feels weak at night, originally thinking that it was caused by overwork.
But he didn't expect a child to keep shouting in his ear in the middle of the night: "Daddy hug, I'm so cold!" ”
When Mr. Zhao opened his eyes, he couldn't see anything, thinking that he was having a nightmare.
But even her little lover was in the same situation as him, and he felt that someone called him mother.
At this time, Mr. Zhao's little lover was already so frightened that he was about to have a nervous breakdown, and he hid in the room alone and didn't go anywhere.
If it weren't for inviting Ye Zhengyang, even Mr. Zhao wouldn't have gone out.
Ye Zhengyang stared at Mr. Zhao for a long time, and finally shook his head and said: "It's really a sin, you two have harmed two young lives for no reason, and you are already full of resentment, and you will be tortured to death by them tonight at the latest." ”
"Especially you, you are also burdened with human life, and you are already full of resentment, not only infant spirits, but also resentful spirits, and the end is destined to be extremely miserable."
Hearing Ye Zhengyang's words, Mr. Zhao trembled with fright, grabbed Ye Zhengyang's hand and prayed: "Master Ye, please save me!" ”
"As long as you can save me, you can let me do anything."
Ye Zhengyang closed his eyes and said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Heavenly Dao Cycle, retribution is not happy." ”
"Sow melons and get melons, sow beans and get beans, the cause of the past life, the fruit of this life, the cause of this life, and the fruit of the next life."
"What you do will damage your yin virtue, and after you die, you will definitely enter the eighteenth layer of hell, endure endless torture, and become an animal in the next life."
Hearing this, Mr. Zhao was shocked, his face was as pale as paper, and he immediately knelt down and said to Ye Zhengyang: "Please also ask the master to save me!" ”
Ye Zhengyang sighed and said: "Let people save each other, you must first save yourself, and when you get through this catastrophe, you need to do more good deeds and accumulate yin virtue." ”
"If you do more good deeds, you will be able to atone for the sins you have committed, and you will be blessed in the next life."
"I can save you this time, and next time I won't have such good luck!"
After listening to Ye Zhengyang's words, Mr. Zhao was immediately grateful, and said, "Thank you master for your guidance, I have been taught!" ”
"Crunch"
At this time, the car also stopped in front of Mr. Zhao's villa.
Ye Zhengyang got out of the car and entered a tree-lined path, and at the end of the path was a four-story villa with red bricks and green tiles.
It was noon, but the sky over the villa was cloudy, and the gloomy air covered almost the entire villa.
Ye Zhengyang shook his head and said, "It seems that this Mr. Zhao's sin is not an ordinary heavy!" ”
"Mr. Zhao!"
Ye Zhengyang turned his head and said to Mr. Zhao, who had been wiping sweat next to him: "Are you still in arrears of migrant workers' wages, and you have also made a few lives?" ”
Mr. Zhao said in a panic: "The master is really like a god, but there is such a thing." ”
"But these are all made up by Zheng Guangjun's bastard!"
Ye Zhengyang shook his head and said: "The resentment above your villa is condensed and does not disperse, covering the sky and the sun, not only from the resentment, but also from the resentment of those who are oppressed by you, if you don't resolve those resentments as soon as possible, it will definitely cause trouble." ”
"Even if you are given a baby spirit, you will not die well."
Hearing this, Mr. Zhao asked with a sad face: "Master, how can I resolve those grievances?" ”
"It's all Zheng Guangjun's bastard, and it's not shallow to hurt me!"
Ye Zhengyang shook his head and said, "What should I do, don't you count it in your heart?" ”
Ye Zhengyang said and walked into the villa.
In the villa, in Mr. Zhao's bedroom, the curtains were not opened, Mr. Zhao's little lover, who was also the flaming red lips, was hiding in the corner, his face was pale, his lips were purple, his eyes were full of fear, and from time to time there was a hint of coldness.
"Ahh
Seeing the door open and a glimmer of light coming in, Flaming Red Lips hurriedly covered her face and screamed, "Don't come in!" ”
"Baby!"
Mr. Zhao went in, hugged his flaming red lips and said, "Don't be afraid, it's me back!" ”
But the flaming red lips were still trembling, and they kept shivering.
"Master, what's wrong with her?"
Mr. Zhao looked at Ye Zhengyang for help.
Ye Zhengyang glanced at the flaming red lips lightly, and said: "She is not only entangled by the infant spirit, but also possessed by the resentful spirit, and the situation is much more serious than yours!" ”
Mr. Zhao hurriedly prayed: "Master, save her!" ”
"Get out of the way!"
Ye Zhengyang pinched it with one hand and pressed it down on the flaming red lips Yin Tang.
"Ahh
The flaming red lips immediately screamed, and a large amount of yin qi came out of their bodies.
The flaming red lips looked hideous, glared at Ye Zhengyang, and let out a man's voice: "Stinky Taoist, who told you to meddle in your affairs?" ”
Ye Zhengyang pressed the forehead of the flaming red lips and said, "You come out of her body first, if you have any grievances, the poor way will call the shots for you." ”
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