He knew that this kind of yin qi was not brought by a dead person, but bad luck, and if it was not handled well, he would die tonight.

Come on, this time it's self-defeating, I don't know if Lao Taiji is saved or not, his second son pretending to be dead is really dead, and the mourning hall in the courtyard is not wild, this time there is no need to pretend, he is more like a dead man than a dead man. The people in the courtyard wore linen and filial piety, knelt and wept in the mourning hall. The doctor shook his head helplessly with the medicine box on his back, he didn't even need to take the pulse, what else to see? My body was cold.

The old Taiji in the house has not woken up yet, and the old and young in the family can't care about the dead people outside, all of them are gathered in front of the old Taiji's bed.

"Save? Don't save? Help...... Don't save? Ma Chengfeng flew to the old tree, broke off a branch, and muttered as he counted the leaves on it.

Is there a way for him to save it? If Lao Taiji's situation is really as he expected, there is no fatal disease, but his life is over, then maybe he really has a way. In the past, he definitely couldn't save it, but now it's different, his ghost pupils are open 24 hours a day, and he can see things that ordinary people can't see with the naked eye.

With a whoosh, a black shadow fell from the sky and landed beside Ma Chengfeng. The frightened Ma Chengfeng threw away the small branch and pulled out the Seven Star Blade.

Nima...... You're scaring me to death! People are scary, scared to death! Ma Chengfeng scolded.

"You can pull it down, and you can still be scared to death by me even if you have the guts? What are you muttering? Wushuang handed him a cigarette and asked.

The two brothers were in harmony for a while, Ma Chengfeng took a cigarette, pointed to the mourning hall in the courtyard, and said: "I'm hesitating to save people, although the second child of his family can't be saved, but Lao Taiji is still saved, at least I can protect him tonight!" ”

"The crow is mourned?" Wushuang also knows this kind of folk saying, after all, he is the young master of the thief, and he knows all the tricks in the thief.

"Well, as soon as he flew away, his second child choked his breath, and the one who died was called miserable. It is estimated that if there is no external force to intervene, the old Taiji who will not be able to pass an hour will have to follow. ”

"How long has this been the case?" Wushuang asked him.

"About half an hour?"

"Well, it's time for the ghost to be separated, as long as the ghost cha locks the soul away, it's really hopeless."

"So what? What does the young man mean? To save or not to save? ”

"Help! Of course I have to save it, Old Taiji has something to do with my grandfather's disappearance, I haven't asked him yet, he can't die! Wushuang said categorically.

"Huh?" Ma Chengfeng stretched out his hand to him and made a gesture to count the money. Wushuang didn't understand it for a long time. He shook his fingers again. "Huh?"

"What...... What? What does it mean? ”

"Nonsense, money! You said save me? I'm not your slave now, so why should I listen to you? ”

Wushuang blinked his eyes, still a little stunned. "It's not...... This...... Isn't that what it takes? Do you have to ask for money? Ma Chengfeng: Are you short of money now? ”

"Hey, the young master can't talk like that, I, Ma Chengfeng, have nothing to worry about money. It's very simple to save him, but the key is that only I can save him, and if you refuse to give money, then why do you come? Anyway, the ghost will arrive in a while, you are so powerful, you go, I won't stop you. ”

Wushuang chirped, wanting to scold fiercely, but when the words came to his mouth, he had to swallow them again. "How much?"

"Huh?" Ma Chengfeng opened his right hand.

"Five...... Fifty thousand? ”

"Five million!"

"What? What should I do? Why are you fighting local tyrants? Million? Five million lives for a person? Aren't you blackmailing? ”

"Hey! The young master really said, I'm just blackmailing you, do you give it or not? If you don't leave me immediately, you can save me! ”

"Gotta get it, I'm afraid of you! To give! Are you awesome? Wushuang's face was aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do, who let himself have no ghost pupils, so he had to reach out and tear off a check from his arms and write down a string of numbers for him.

"Huh? Save some flowers! Enough for you to spend until you die! Die!!! He was angry, and the roots of his teeth were itching.

"Hey...... Young Kui, is there something missing here? Where's your ribbon? "It's not easy to get to Ma Chengfeng, and the current Ma Chengfeng is no longer the poor boy in the mountains he used to be.

"Wipe !!" Wushuang scolded angrily, so he had to take out the seal ribbon and cover it, and sign his name by the way.

Ma Chengfeng held up the check and looked at it above his head for a long time, and nodded with satisfaction after making sure that he could get the money at the bank.

"Where did you just go?" Ma Chengfeng asked him.

"Yun Qiang and I just grabbed a 'tongue' outside the courtyard, this kid has information that won't be sold to me, and he actually asked Durhan to trade! I asked Yun Qiang to tie him back first, and then interrogate him in detail later! "He should be talking about the man in black who connected with Durhan just now.

The two of them were hiding in the treetops and were talking in a whisper, when suddenly, a dark wind blew, and the person who blew only shivered.

"It's coming, it's coming! That's how it feels! Wushuang hurriedly found a black scarf to cover his face.

When he said it, he was referring to the ghost cha, and the wind just now was the yin qi brought by the onicha from the underworld. The reason why they have to mask their faces is because they are afraid that their plans will be revealed and their identities will be discovered by ghosts. This is a violation of heaven, and it is not careless.

"Huh...... Look at your cowardice, does the young master know that he is afraid? Aren't you the reincarnation of the Killer Star? Souls shouldn't be ghosted, right? ”

"Nonsense, this is called being careful to sail a 10,000-year-old ship, don't grind with me here, I didn't hire you to accompany me for five million, take a look! Where's the ghost? I can tell you, if Lao Taiji has something that is long and short, you have to give me a refund! ”

Ma Chengfeng squinted his eyes and glanced around the courtyard of Taiji Mansion, and saw that in the middle of the sky, a piece of white silk slowly floated down, and it happened to fall on the roof of the old Taiji. That piece of white silk is a symbol of the ghost difference, although he has ghost pupils, but the ghost pupils are no better than yin and yang eyes, and they can't directly see those unclean things. However, those things will appear in other forms in the ghost pupils.

"See?" Wushuang asked him urgingly.

"There, I'll have to find a way to hold the ghost, but it's hard to say if I can hold it all night."

"You don't have to worry about this, I'll figure it out, don't let the ghost go down first, wait for me! Wait for me! Wushuang's body flickered, and he jumped and disappeared into the night.

They all say that they understand, but they are mortal in the flesh, how can they stop the ghosts from sending souls? Ma Chengfeng didn't dare to face the ghost, if he didn't get out of his identity by others, he would be "hiccup".

(End of chapter)