As soon as Lao Mo's words fell, the expression on my face froze, and I had heard a little about the price of Huanghuali. This is still an antique from the Ming Dynasty, if I really sat down, I don't know if I pushed the pot to that female ghost, would Boss Sun believe it? Before I could figure it out, Lao Mo had already taken the lead in entering the depths of this room, and saw that there was another room door here, and after opening it, it was Boss Sun's resting place.

When I went in with my hind feet, Lao Mo had already taken out the purple-black incense just now, and not long after lighting it, Lao Mo was stunned in place. I saw that Changxiang's smoke was still the same as the situation just now, slowly drifting upward, looking like he hadn't found the slightest yin qi. However, Lao Mo was still a little unwilling, and continued to take the long incense stick and walk around the room.

I looked at Lao Mo's forehead at the door, and I couldn't help but say, "Grandpa Mo, could it be that Boss Sun made a mistake?" Otherwise, let's take him to the hospital, maybe the psychiatrist will say something different. When I was halfway through my talk, Lao Mo was already dead, and he suppressed the long incense while saying without looking back: "Now I'm also a little confused, let's wait until the evening to see."

I know Lao Mo's thoughts, Boss Sun's checks are all in his pocket, with Lao Mo's temperament, can you still spit out the meat in your mouth? Even if Boss Sun scares himself about this, there are no female ghosts at all, and Lao Mo can play a good show for Boss Sun to hunt ghosts for the sake of that check.

However, there is still a question in my heart that I have not figured out, looking at Boss Sun's posture of being weak when he sees the ancient painting, let Boss Sun stay here tonight, it is no different from asking for his life. After I explained the doubts in my heart to Lao Mo, Lao Mo smiled at me mysteriously and said, "You'll know later." Seeing that Lao Mo was still frowning one second, and smiling the next, I couldn't help but be curious.

After I couldn't find a clue in Boss Sun's room, Lao Mo didn't have the heart to stay here anymore, so he took me back into the elevator. The elevator door on the first floor had just opened, and before Lao Mo and I walked out, Boss Sun had already greeted him: "Daochang Mo, how is the situation now?" Do you want me to call someone over and help? At this time, Boss Sun was like a student who was about to announce his results, his face was full of anxiety and entanglement.

Lao Mo waved his hand at Boss Sun and said, "Boss Sun, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you call someone again, the yang energy in this room is better than the yin energy, and it will be difficult to let that female ghost appear when the time comes." Boss Sun nodded as if he didn't understand, I also know the purpose of what he wants to call people, he has been scared out of the shadows these days, if there are not more than a dozen people around him, he won't dare to stay in this villa.

If it weren't for the fact that there was Lao Mo, a master, in charge now, let alone staying in this villa until it was dark and the sun was faintly setting, he would have been unable to sit still. When Lao Mo mentioned the female ghost, he changed his words and continued: "Boss Sun, that female ghost's Tao is not shallow, and today I still need Boss Sun to come forward to lure it out."

"Huh? Mo Daochang, that female ghost is enough to digest for a lifetime just by looking at it, if I am asked to meet her again, I won't want to sleep peacefully for the rest of my life. As soon as Boss Sun heard Lao Mo's words, his face turned white at that time, and with his already pale complexion, now he doesn't need to wear makeup, and he can go directly to play Twilight.

Lao Mo didn't have the slightest mercy for Boss Sun's complaints, shook his head and said: "Boss Sun, I don't want to do this either, it's just that you and that female ghost have been together for so many days, if it weren't for your breath, she would definitely not show up." Lao Mo's words didn't sound wrong at first glance, but Boss Sun was still the same, which confirmed the common people's saying - the richer you are, the more afraid you are of death.

Just when I was worried that Boss Sun might be scared out of something if he continued like this, I was ready to comfort a few words. Boss Sun seemed to suddenly think of some life-saving straw, his eyes lit up, he grabbed Lao Mo's arm and said, "Daoist Mo, do you think this will work, I will donate another school to the children in the mountainous area...... Two, three!"

When Boss Sun said about the three institutes, Lao Mo suddenly sighed for no reason, and said with a look of compassion: "That's it, since that's the case, then I will give up a year of Yangshou as a ......" As soon as he heard that Lao Mo opened his mouth and lost a year's life, Boss Sun was also full of gratitude, and he was about to take out the checkbook to express his "gratitude": "Daochang Mo, this point of heart is a little bit I give you...... A little bit of heart for the children in the mountains. ”

Seeing that this trip has not yet come to fruition, Boss Sun has already written two checks, and I opened my mouth in surprise on the side, could it be that the money in this line is so easy to make? But after two hours, I didn't think so. After Lao Mo got the check, he didn't embarrass Boss Sun anymore, and after inquiring about Boss Sun's birthday, he asked Boss Sun for a piece of his hair, and then sent him away.

Seeing that Boss Sun's back disappeared completely, and now there are no outsiders, I couldn't help asking: "Grandpa Mo, it's not worth it to take a year's life for this money, otherwise we will return the money and find an easier job again?" As I spoke, Lao Mo was digging something into his satchel, and when I finished speaking, I saw him take out a glasses case.

Lao Mo put on his reading glasses, counted the zeros on the check issued to him by Boss Sun just now, and said: "Boy, you have a little conscience, but at my age, how many more years can I have?" Not to mention this money, I can't afford to add two zeros to the back. Lao Mo couldn't say it, but the speed of collecting the check was so fast that I just stretched out my head and glanced at it, and he put it away without seeing anything.

Complaining in my heart about an old wealth fan surnamed Mo, isn't it just a glance, and you can still see you as a zero? After Lao Mo collected the check, he took out the brush from his satchel from last night, as well as a few bare yellow talismans. casually found a table and sat down, and saw that the thumb of Lao Mo's left hand kept moving at different knuckles, as if he was calculating something. After about two or three minutes, Lao Mo stopped moving, grabbed the brush and dipped it in the container I had seen yesterday, and then took a yellow talisman to write and draw.