Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Fool
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Demented ghost - "Strange Tales of Liaozhai β’ Chess Ghost" has a record.
Liang Gong, the governor of Yangzhou and the general, retired in the countryside and liked to play chess.
On September 9, when he was ascending to the heights, Liang Gong and his friends were playing a game in the suburbs, when suddenly a strange scholar walked to the side of the chess game to watch and could not bear to leave.
Liang Gong saw that the scholar had the elegance of a scribe and invited the scholar to play chess.
The scholar excused himself in every possible way, and finally sat down to play against Liang Gong.
Liang Gong won game after game.
The scholar was defeated and fought repeatedly, and the wine, meat, and food did not get wet, and from early morning to sunset, he did not go to the toilet, just to play chess.
Suddenly, the scholar shouted in panic: "Please don't call the groom to come!" Don't tie me up! β
Liang Gong has a groom who often goes out of his body and goes to the Five Ghosts Division as a bad errand.
After the groom explained, he knew the reason, and then he understood that this scholar was addicted to chess, and he played until he went bankrupt, and his parents died of depression and hatred, and the scholar still did not repent, so the king of Hades reduced his life expectancy and made him a fool.
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"Ghost Tenant ......"
Lingxi looked at her phone, and there was a commission from her boss on it. She looked suspicious, scratched the back of her head, and didn't dare to open it alone.
Ye Bei parked the big truck at the entrance of the alley and left Lingxi in the car.
He and Chen Xiaowu Sanqi finished splitting the accounts entrusted last time, and listened to Xiao Wu say that this month, they all asked Ye Bei, a good buddy next door, to manage the supply and accounts of the milk tea shop - Ye Bei paid Brother Hei another 8,000 yuan in labor fees.
"Do you want to make up the lacquer for your bodhisattva?" Chen Xiaowu mentioned the matter of not moving the Buddha statue.
Ye Bei pondered, if the cat master is naughty, he can temporarily use it as a cushion for Lingxi girl, this Gatling Bodhisattva is more than 3,000 yuan at a time, how could he use it in Qiqi's psychological rehabilitation treatment with such a picky person.
"Put it here with you first, take good care of it, remember to clean it once a day, I will come to pick it up before and after the National Day." Mr. Ye replied.
Chen Xiaowu: "Cheng ββ cough cough ......"
Listening to the little fifth brother, he cleared his throat and suddenly took out a big horn.
"The abbot of Putuo Temple went to India to get a new scripture! With thirty-six support disciples and incense money, we have no choice but to go out on a trip! You can only sell the magic weapon in a clearance sale! The original price is more than 100,000 and 80,000 golden-bodied Buddha statues! All 30,000 yuan! All 30,000 yuan! β
Listening to Chen Xiaowu's sales momentum, a pair of big blue eyes secretly glanced at Ye Bei from time to time.
Ye Bei turned around in a circle, holding the cat master and running fast.
"Farewell!"
He drove the girl to the task location on the first power of attorney - Hengyin West Railway Station.
The level of spiritual calamity on the power of attorney is [stingy], which is a very ordinary case, and the reward is 12,000 yuan.
West Railway Station is a logistics station with few passenger vehicles, and it is also the largest express logistics distribution center in Hengyin City.
The client is a courier brother in one of the logistics companies, who is unwilling to disclose his real name, and uses a code name on the power of attorney.
γPatrickγ
According to the client...... Ye Bei closed the car door and led Lingxi to the downstairs of a rental house, "There is a ghost who lives in the same rental house as him and has been under the same roof for two years. β
Lingxi said: "This person's heart is really big, he must be a cheerful and good person, otherwise how can he live in harmony with ghosts for so long?" β
Ye Bei felt that the girl didn't seem to be qualified to say this sentence at all.
He looked at the fast food restaurants of the small shops on both sides of the street, many logistics workers were having lunch, from time to time there were guests who threw the napkins that wiped their mouths in the garbage cans under the apartment building, and the life supermarket in the distance was full of courier brothers.
"Let's go, go up and have a look."
Ye Bei led the girl upstairs and prepared music for the girl in advance, so as not to make her unhappy and collapse the stairs.
During the upstairs process, Ye Bei and Lingxi repeated the details on the power of attorney.
"The ghost brother has been lying in the bedroom and refusing to leave, sleeping on a bunk bed with him, he sleeps in the lower bunk, and the ghost brother sleeps in the upper bunk."
"Wow...... It's a little scary to hear the boss say that. Reiki grabbed the staircase deputy, and suddenly the deputy made a strange noise.
The speed at which the girl's combat power rose was a bit fast, and Ye Bei hurriedly changed her words.
"According to Patrick's description, this ghost brother was a courier before his death, and Patrick was a colleague, and Patrick called him SpongeBob SquarePants."
"They know each other?" The girl breathed a sigh of relief, "No wonder you can live in harmony for two years." β
Ye Bei said: "The deceased SpongeBob SquarePants died because of heavy work and overwork, and he still insisted on living with the client after his death.
On the third floor, the two walked through the narrow corridor of the apartment building, and Ye Bei knocked on Pai Daxing's door.
"Patrick?"
He called out the client's pseudonym and glanced at the time.
It's 12:15 p.m.
Hearing that there was no movement in the room, Ling Xi asked.
"Won't you be at home? The courier doesn't have a day off on Saturdays and Sundays, so it's time to go to work, right? β
Ye Bei dialed the client's phone.
Listen to the bell ringing in the room -
ββAfter a few minutes, Ye Bei doubled several times before the door opened.
"Patrick?" Ye Bei asked.
"Well, is it Mr. Tea?"
The person who opened the door had a very white face, a fat body, about 180 pounds, about 1.8 meters tall, drooping at the corners of his eyes, a natural aggrieved face, wearing glasses, a broken leg of glasses, barely able to use adhesive tape, and looked like a thrifty person. The bridge of the nose is high, the nose is wide, the head is inflated, and the face is a little scumbag, twenty-six or seventeen years old, and he looks very reliable.
Ye Bei was stunned for a moment.
For no other reason, the cat master took a hard breath when the big star opened the door.
"Hey! Hello there! Lingxi saw this simple fat brother and took the initiative to say hello.
"Oh...... Hello. Patrick's eyes dodged, as if he rarely saw a strange woman in his life.
"Is it convenient?" Ye Bei asked, "Are the guests at home?" β
Pai Daxing pondered the meaning of Mr. Cha's words, and after thinking about it, he turned around and said that he was talking about the ghost in his house.
"I'm not at home, Haizi will only come back in the evening, you can come in and see the weirdness in the house."
Ye Bei and Lingxi entered the house.
Patrick heard the rumor that Mr. Tea used tea to cure ghosts, and went to the small kitchen to boil water without saying a word, preparing to warm tea for Mr. Cha.
Ye Bei observed the structure of the hut.
The house is very small, about 30 square meters, only one living room, one bedroom, kitchen and bathroom balcony are divided into a small corridor facing south, less than six square meters.
In the living room, there is an old sofa on the left side of the door, and on the right is a small dining table with a wardrobe against the wall. Next to it are two suitcases, one of which is supposed to be SpongeBob SquarePants' old stuff.
Patrick pushed the door open from the balcony and poked his head out to take a look.
"Sit down? Running all the way over, the road is also hard. β
Ye Bei gave a thumbs up, declined the client's kindness, he swept all the items in the house, and it was never an exaggeration to describe it as a house.
"Brother, can you see anything else?" Ye Bei asked, pointing to the wardrobe and suitcase.
"It's okay...... I don't know, though...... I don't know if you're going to trouble me when you go through Haizi's box......
Ye Bei showed Bai Sensen's fangs and smiled brightly.
"It's okay, I'll trouble it when it comes back."