After seeing this result, Lao Mo hurriedly extinguished his long incense, and wrapped it in oiled paper again with great pity. Boss Sun, like me, has seen Lao Mo's movements half-understood, although they all know that there must be some mystery in that white smoke, but I can't say what the specific use is. After Lao Mo put away his incense again, he said to us: "It's strange, it shouldn't be like this."

Boss Sun and I glanced at each other, and we both saw helplessness in each other's eyes, shouldn't it be like this, what should it be? I complained in my heart about when Lao Mo, the stinky problem that makes people anxious, will be changed, and then I asked: "Grandpa Mo, what is wrong with you." Lao Mo glanced up at me, then at Boss Sun, shook his head and said, "Now the yang energy is too strong, and I won't know until the evening......"

I don't care if I have to wait, but Boss Sun can't sit still, originally he wanted to find an excuse to leave, but Lao Mo had already expected this situation, and let Boss Sun settle down in one sentence: "Boss Sun, this female ghost is coming at you, if you run away, she won't show up, can we afford to drag you out?" You'll have to think twice. ”

We had been soaking in Boss Sun's villa that afternoon, and if it weren't for something else at night, I would have wanted to swim twice in Boss Sun's private pool. Lao Mo was worried that things were a little tricky at night, and it would be troublesome if there were too many people, so he asked Boss Sun to dismiss his family's servants. There were only two bodyguards that Boss Sun could trust, and one of them was a big man who gave me a guy.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, Boss Sun wanted to call to book a private room and prepare to arrange dinner tonight. Lao Mo glanced at Boss Sun and said with a smile: "Boss Sun, this place is too far away from the city, and it is troublesome to come and go, didn't you say that you raised a chef during the day, just let him show us his hands."

When he dared to love during the day, Lao Mobei didn't listen to much of what he said, so he remembered that there was a chef in Boss Sun's house. Boss Sun has no objection to this, Boss Sun planned to live in this villa for a long time, and he didn't dare to say anything about the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the kitchen, but the ingredients such as chicken, duck, fish and sheep were still complete.

In this way, we enjoyed a table of sumptuous dinner in Boss Sun's villa, although it could not be compared with the banquet of Guorong Hotel, but we did not see Lao Mo slower down the chopsticks. Before eating, Boss Sun also deliberately took out a bottle of red wine with a good vintage from the basement (I don't know what brand), but Lao Mo was afraid of delaying the evening, so he just meant a glass.

The rest of the red wine Lao Mo didn't mean to be polite to Boss Sun, so he took the cork off the corkscrew, and after covering it again, he took it away. After eating, while there was still a little time to rest, Lao Mo took me to wander around the villa. Originally, I was quite unhappy, after all, I still have to catch a plane tomorrow morning, and I can't have a good time squinting for a while.

In the back, due to Lao Mo's obscenity, I still obediently held his things and followed him as a little brother. Boss Sun also wanted to take us to visit his big villa in person, but Lao Mo seemed to have something to avoid him. After politely declining Boss Sun's kindness, before Boss Sun could speak, Lao Mo had already pulled me onto the elevator.

"This rich man is different, isn't it a three-story villa, and you still need to install an elevator? Didn't I say, can you die if you climb a staircase? When Lao Mo sighed, I stood behind him and rolled my eyes, and said, "Grandpa Mo, it's still early until twelve o'clock, are we in a bit of a hurry?"

Lao Mo turned his head and glared at me, pointed to the watch he was wearing in his left hand, and said, "Boy, do you think that I can't read the watch I wear without numbers?" Today I will teach you some common sense, the ghost things that entangle Boss Sun are not yin who want your life, they wander in the yang world and are not restricted by the ghost gate. ”

After Lao Mo finished speaking, he said to himself: "There is a bit of Taoism in the ancient painting that Boss Sun received, and it ......has no effect at all to find Yin Xiang" Lao Mo's words made me confused, and I was about to ask. Lao Mo had already sensed my intentions, and took the first step to speak: "Don't you speak, don't you understand how to find yin incense?" Your primary school Chinese is taught by a PE teacher? ”

At this time, the elevator door had already opened, and Lao Mo explained to me about looking for yin incense while walking outside. As the name suggests, the word Yin Seeking Incense is made from several materials that are particularly sensitive to Yin Qi. When ignited, its smoke automatically seeks out the surrounding evil aura, and is surprisingly effective for those who are good at stealth. It's just that the production process of seeking yin incense has been lost, and now this kind of treasure is regarded as one less than one, no wonder Lao Mo looks distressed.

After getting out of the elevator, Lao Mo walked straight to the end of the second floor, just now he had already inquired with Boss Sun about the location of his room. After passing through two corridors, we came to a room that was actually a small private museum. After Lao Mo entered, he found Xintiandi, and while browsing Boss Sun's belongings, he muttered to himself: "The picture of the Spring Palace of the Southern Song Dynasty, the picture of Tianzhi of the Yuan Dynasty, the surname Sun is a bit of a good thing, no wonder there are so many bodyguards......"

I looked at Lao Mo's eyes full of fine light, and couldn't help asking: "Grandpa Mo, you called me up, wouldn't it be for me to accompany you to appreciate Boss Sun's collection?" After listening to my words, Lao Mo snorted and did not speak, took out his compass again, and began to walk around the room non-stop. I thought that Lao Mo was looking for some feng shui level again, so I casually pulled a chair and sat down.

As soon as I sat down, I heard a creaking sound from the chair under my buttocks, and before I could sit down, Lao Mo suddenly roared: "Is that what you are sitting on?" I was startled by Lao Mo's sudden voice, could it be that the female ghost was not hiding in the painting, but attached to the chair I was sitting on?

When this thought first came to my mind, Lao Mo had already arrived in front of me, lifted me up from the chair, and then carefully observed the chair that was still shaking. After seeing that there was no damage to the chair, Lao Mo breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and glared at me, and said, "Do you think these things are the same as the tatters of your house, just sit if you want to?"

Seeing that I pursed my lips disapplausively, Lao Mo's anger rushed up again, pointed to the chair I was sitting on just now and said, "Do you know what this is?" The Huanghuali chair of the Ming Dynasty, if there is a lack of arms and feet, you can't afford to sell it. Fortunately, this chair is still quite sturdy, otherwise today's job would have been a part-time job for you. ”