Chapter 120: Sycophants
The sun completely rose into the sky, Ge Yishan and Ye Yi walked out of the ghost house, and the media people waiting outside rushed up, vying for victory.
Ge Yishan looked like a man with a lofty face, and said: "There is no victory or defeat!" β
Then, he pointed to Sheng Changguo in the ruins and said, "We have all been deceived by him!" β
The reporters have always been flies who love to eat fishy smells, and when they heard this, they immediately divided half of them to take pictures around Sheng Changguo's corpse, and Ge Yishan and Ye Yi were even more surrounded by water.
"Can you explain what's going on?"
"May I ask who are the two ......?"
"Quiet!"
Ge Yishan waved his hand, and the doorman hurriedly went up to help push the reporters away, and said while pushing: "Everyone be quiet!" Be quiet! The master was subduing ghosts and eliminating evil all night yesterday, and he was very tired, so let it go! Give it all to me! β
When the reporters heard this, they hurriedly let Ge Yishan get out of the way, but in the blink of an eye, they surrounded Ye Yi again.
Ge Yishan now regards Ye Yi as his ancestor, how dare he let her get into trouble, and he arched his hand before the reporter opened his mouth and said: "You are wrong! Last night's battle was the credit of Uncle Shi, and I just helped one or two from the side......"
"Uncle Shi!"
The journalists' eyes lit up.
Ge Yishan touched his chin: "The specific situation, I will explain it to you in detail after I have asked the master!" Now give me all the way! Don't disturb Uncle Shi's old man's rest! β
Then he leaned at Ye Yi with a sycophant face: "Uncle Shi, please first-"
"Humph!"
Ye Yi pretended to be a master and snorted, those disciples and grandchildren of Ge Yishan were all sycophants, and they hurriedly followed the saddle and waited behind the horse, and even the famous and rich people who came up to ask about the battle last night did not give a trace of face.
However, the worse their attitude, the more humble those who come up.
It turns out that the feng shui industry should pay attention to three points of ability and seven points of scene. Ge Yishan has been in business for decades and has created the image of the first master, and now all of them are used to cushion Ye Yi, plus every thing Ye Yi has done since he came to HK as Yi Jianchen has unfathomable strength, even if he deliberately neglects the rich, the rich will only feel that the other party is a master, not only is he not angry, but he even takes it for granted.
Sir He also said to He Qianqian with an honor: "No wonder his dream interpretation technique is different from everyone else!" It turned out to be Master Ge's uncle, but fortunately I listened to his advice! β
He Qianqian bit her lip and said, "It's actually Uncle Shi, isn't that ......?"
"Don't think about it! He's a member of the Xuanmen, and it's impossible to talk to us in the first placeβhey! What are you stepping on me for! β
Before Xi Shiyuan finished speaking, he was stepped on by Xi Shilan.
Xi Shilan was speechless: Didn't you see that the little girls were about to cry!
In the midst of some noise, Ye Yi had already been sent into the extended version of the RV by Ge Yishan's master and apprentice, and he specially asked Elder Gong to help get two beautiful little girls to make pillows for him.
Ye Yi was speechless, drank the Coke in the Xiaoice box in the tanker, and fell asleep on the woman's legs.
The car drove out of the haunted house.
Seeing that the lively crowd gradually dispersed, the reporters were busy doing follow-up interviews, and no one noticed that someone lowered the curtains in an old Ou's building directly opposite the haunted house.
"Let's go!"
Zhan Haiting said softly.
Long Jingli, who was forced to stay up all night with him, heard these two words, and immediately picked them up from the corner, soaked them with full legs, and snatched the box in Zhan Haiting's hand: "Cousin, where are we going...... Give me all these things! I'll get it! β
Zhan Haiting gave him a blank look and walked out of the room.
A few burly men waiting outside put on their coats for Zhan Haiting, and the corner of their eyes glanced at Long Salute, who was also from Sijiu City but exuded the smell of sycophants all over his body: Long Shao, how did you learn so dog-legged and exaggerated without a teacher! It's bigger than the Ouchi manager!
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The "truth" of the haunted house soon fell into broad daylight.
"First of all, I want to tell you that the ghost house gambling contract is a trap set by me and my uncle! The goal is to lure the snake out of the hole!
After I saw the talisman jade Buddha that Uncle Yi gave to Jiang Lina, I realized that he was probably my fellow disciple, so I took the initiative to come to the door, and after some temptation of my own methods, I was sure that he was a closed disciple accepted by my ancestor before his death!
Uncle Shi was also honest with me, he said that he came to HK this time to clean up the door for Shimen!
That scum is none other than Sheng Cheong Guo, who lives in Mong Kok! And he has evidence to prove that the root of the haunted mansion is Shengchangguo!
For the sake of the master's plan, we deliberately did not recognize each other publicly, and also made a so-called ghost house gambling contract!
I even pretended to be a person of fame and fortune, and mortgaged my apprentice Ge Ming to Sheng Changguo in exchange for his trust, but in fact, the real purpose was to lead him into a trap and catch him all!
After entering the ghost house, Uncle Shi and I fought side by side to defend against the enemy, not only eradicating the evil hidden in the ghost house, but also getting rid of the scum of Shengchangguo!
It's a pity that my strength is not good, and I have dragged my uncle back several times, and it was not until after dawn that I took advantage of the moment when the yin and yang were declining and the yang was growing, and this villain was brought to justice!
That's the case......"
On the TV station, Ge Yishan simulated the scene at that time while talking, as if he had really experienced a life-and-death battle in the ghost house.
And his movie-like voice and color also made the audience stunned, covering their mouths or screaming from time to time.
Even Ye Yi, who was the person concerned, was excited when he heard it: this guy's eloquence is a waste not to write novels and make movies!
Of course, admiration is admiration, and after listening to Ge Yishan talk endlessly for an hour, Ye Yi still turned off the live broadcast of the news conference in a haze.
It's so good to blow!
She picked up the hot yogurt, took a sip, and looked at the man who was playing the piano in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the side of the hall: "Chu Tiankuo, what do you mean by leaving me here?" β
"I want to know how many faces you have, Young Master Yi, or Miss Ye!"
Chu Tiankuo raised his head, his elegant eyebrows and eyes exuding classical mystery.
"I don't understand what you're talking about?"
Ye Yi put down the yogurt, walked to Chu Tiankuo's side, and sat on the marble white piano cover: "Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you are a member of the Zhongyi Hall. β
"How dare I do whatever I want to Ge Yishan's uncle?"
Chu Tiankuo raised his head, and his eyes fell on Ye Yi's hand with the piano cover: "You have a very beautiful pair of hands, these hands are suitable for playing the piano, not for killing." β
"Speak as if you haven't killed anyone with your piano hand!"
Ye Yi looked at Chu Tiankuo provocatively: this man's whole body exuded the elegant taste of a famous disciple, but the depths of his eyes were precipitated with darkness deeper than the night.
Chu Tian paused for a moment, and then smiled.
"I'm sorry, I really haven't killed anyone, I have faintness, I can't help but feel dizzy and my blood pressure drops when I see blood, and I even have to be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment when I see blood. All along, I have left everything that may be bloody to someone else to do. β