"Oh, this one!"

As soon as Lin Xucheng got into the car and handed over the address of the torn phone book, the driver suddenly realized.

"What, it's famous?"

"Phone number, 709 3984" The driver groped in front of the car and handed the newspaper to Lin Xucheng: "Na, the winning expert, I heard that the woman who gambled on horses and got rich before was the one who asked the winning expert to help calculate the good luck, and then she put tens of millions of dollars into it at one time, No. 8 horse, just cut hemorrhoids, do you say evil or not?" ”

The driver looked like an old gambler, and when he mentioned betting on horses, he gushed endlessly: "It's a pity that I bought the No. 1 horse with all the private money of 2,000 yuan, it's really my mother's!" ”

"Please drive faster, I'm in a hurry"

After Lin Xucheng's reminder, the driver reacted and grabbed his head awkwardly: "Haha, I'm sorry guest, but don't worry, I have to run this road more than a dozen times a day recently, and I am more familiar than going home, and I will arrive soon."

The street lights were on, and it was dark.

The scenery outside the window gradually regressed into pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly.

The car was a little stuffy.

Thinking that there was still a long way to go on this journey, Lin Xucheng opened his mouth to break the silence: "That winning expert, is the usual calculation accurate?" ”

"Unclear"

The driver stared at the road section in front of him, chatted with Lin Xucheng distractedly, and said: "I haven't heard of this person before, but I suddenly heard that they came out a few days ago, that is, everyone is really blessed by the spell of the winning expert, who can get millions, tens of millions of gambles, right?" ”

Those who can get this money naturally do not have the need to "get rich".

Those who can use the word "get rich" naturally can't gamble with so much money.

Lin Xucheng nodded, but his attention was on spell gambling.

It is easy to change luck, make people go unlucky, and he has also seen the spells of good luck, but there is not much white light on his body, and there are many Maoshan spells, just exorcism, formations, charms, qi nourishment, fists and feet, etc., he can't learn it.

Like astrology, face, palmistry, marriage red rope, but also leading the "queue" and other signs, I don't know how long to queue.

Unless it is the entire underworld, the ghosts and monsters all over the world tell him to kill it again, and surpass it, he can learn all these spells to be proficient.

"Guest, you also want to ask the winning expert to cast a spell?" The driver heard that there was no movement in the back seat, so he took the initiative to ask.

"I have some ideas, I want to meet you"

He just replied casually, but he didn't expect the driver to come to the spirit: "You have to listen to me, the consumption of winning experts is not low, and I dare not say how it works, why don't I take you to a place, more than a dozen ask Mi Po, can call the ancestors to reveal the news for you, and the fee is low!" ”

It turned out that this was also a "chain business", and Lin Xucheng was not interested in chatting when he heard his voice of soliciting customers.

"Just go to the winning expert." When he finished speaking, he closed his mouth like an iron gate.

"Why don't you listen, alas" The driver muttered, sighing, I don't know if he was disappointed that Lin Xucheng couldn't help but want to be deceived, or if he didn't enter his "business", so he was disappointed.

On the way, the two slowly lost communication.

There are very few people on the highway except for passing vehicles.

The driver was bored, so he turned on the radio: "Welcome to our "Scream at one o'clock!" 》”

"There's something wrong, it's only eight o'clock, just scream at one o'clock?" The driver scolded and scolded, living up to the smile on Lin Xucheng's face when he got into the car just now.

"I'm a detective"

"I'm Long Haired"

The voice on the radio was so loud that I couldn't hear it clearly, "And our new friend, Tomato." ”

"Tomato, do you know that we scream at one o'clock! It's a radio show that tells ghost stories, huh? ”

"Ghost stories? Don't tell ghost stories, I just bumped into a ghost, do you know? ”

"Hit the ghost? Really? ”

"Of course it's true, I used to run a 24-hour convenience store with a good friend, and I have a good friend who is in charge of the night shift, and every morning when I come to hand over, he says that there is a singing sound in the wind, and his face is getting worse and worse......"

Lin Xucheng didn't listen carefully in the first half, but in the second half, he suddenly realized that this was just the tomato that he threw away the convenience store and kept saying that he wanted to be a DJ, but he didn't expect that he really had the guts to just hit the ghost, and then go to tell ghost stories and eat together.

“…… It's kind of like that. The driver nodded in satisfaction.

Real people and real things, narrated as they are, but Tomato replaced the role played by Lin Xucheng with himself, which is not only seamless, but also has no major hard logic, which naturally makes people sound real, and even their hairs stand up.

"Win Guys, this is it"

The car has finally arrived.

After paying the fare, Lin Xucheng turned his head to look at the mansion of the "money-winning expert", which was even more generous than the villa guarded by Lin Zhengying.

"It seems to be really profitable"

He walked in and rang the doorbell.

Ding dong~

After a while, an impatient voice came: "Who? ”

The door opened, and a middle-aged fat man in a blue satin coat appeared in front of Lin Xucheng.

"Boy, who are you looking for?"

"Uncle Da?"

Lin Xucheng was really taken aback when he saw each other, this is definitely the most one-to-one character he has ever seen, from appearance to obscene temperament, it is exactly the same.

"Hey, who are you, don't just meet and recognize relatives!"

"I'm looking for Lin Zhengying."

"Looking for my second brother, you wait" He didn't suspect it, he just let Lin Xucheng wait outside and turned his head and shouted: "Second brother, someone is looking for you!" ”

A few minutes later, Lin Zhengying walked over with another fat man in his thirties.

"Second Senior Brother" Lin Xucheng immediately greeted him.

"Second Senior Brother?"

"Second Senior Brother!"

Uncle Da and the fat man were surprised, and turned their heads to look at Lin Xucheng, and then at Lin Zhengying.

"This is what I told you, the disciple personally accepted by Master Zu, Lin Xucheng, although he has only a short cultivation time, he has a very high level of talent and understanding, Ada, I am afraid that your cultivation for decades is not as high as his."

"Second brother, are you saying that this kid is higher in cultivation than me?" Uncle Da rolled up his sleeves and walked to Lin Xucheng's side to prepare for a gesture.

He suddenly grabbed Lin Xucheng's arm and squeezed it hard: "Hey, what are you stuffing in your clothes, steel pipe?" ”

"His refining has reached the peak, and it is estimated that the weightlifting champion is not as strong as him" Lin Zhengying explained as if he didn't care, but when he heard Uncle Da's ears, it was like a needle "poof" bursting his momentum, and the whole person wilted.

"Brother, I'm Ada, since you are the second brother's junior brother, call me Brother Da, and the third brother can do it."

"Third uncle, you are too unprincipled, are you, so easy to admit it?"

The fat man walked over, and Lin Xucheng realized that he was somewhat similar to Wu Yingjun from the police station.

"I should call you...... Teacher! Hello uncle, I'm Zhu Xiangfen, you can call me Ah Xiang! The first half of Zhu Xiangfen's sentence was still violent, and the second half of the sentence was even weaker than Uncle Da, and the whole person was like mud, hanging on Lin Xucheng.

Lin Xucheng shook his body lightly and threw the two people down.

"Ah Cheng, why are you in such a hurry to come to me? Are those five little devils in trouble again? ”

Only Lin Zhengying called those five little ghosts, and there were few younger than Lin Xucheng.

"No, there's something wrong with me, and I want to ask you for help."

"You? What happened to you? Lin Zhengying was puzzled.

Ada and Zhu Xiangfen behind him looked even more puzzled.

Lin Xucheng took a step forward, came to Lin Zhengying and said, "There is a ghost who says that my yang life is over, and I should go to the underworld to report ......."