My brother-in-law asked for a million with one mouth, which scared me.

One million is not a small amount, the car that Jiang Cohen parked at the door is a Bora of about 100,000, and the uncle's lion mouth obviously scared her.

"It's not that I, Yuan Fang, are asking for a price, but that you are really involved in the most terrifying kind of ghost. Otherwise, the bull noses of Baiyun Temple would not have pushed this matter to me. The uncle took a deep puff of his cigarette and said, his expression was more serious than I had ever seen.

Coco Jiang is entangled, and I can understand her entanglement. She can still afford 100,000 yuan to kill evil for herself, but she definitely can't take out Zhang Mei's 900,000 yuan. A newcomer in society who has only graduated for two years, unless the rich second generation can't come up with so much money.

Another point, now she is just frightened and wants to ask someone to see, if she really wants to spend a lot of money to kill evil spirits, this is pure superstition. Not to mention her, even I'm not sure that there really is a sneaky existence in the world.

In the end, Coco Jiang said that he would think about it, and then left with the painting. The uncle told her not to try to throw the painting away or burn it, otherwise it would be more troublesome.

After she left, I asked my uncle what the hell was going on, and when I opened my mouth, it was a million that scared people away.

"One million is less, and if a big family provokes this kind of thing, at least a zero will be added to the back."

"Do you mean that you're not fooling people, Teacher Jiang is really getting into trouble?"

"Nonsense, it's not an ordinary sneaky, it's a skill that only a person has to show his spirit. Do you know what it is? After death, the resentment does not dissipate and turns into a ghost, and if the resentment does not disperse after the death of the ghost, it will turn into a ghost, and there is not a single ghost in the dead. ”

My uncle said that people are afraid of ghosts just as ghosts are afraid of ghosts. The ghost has a stump to collect, and the stump can only be collected by Lord Yama himself. Of course, this is a bit of an exaggeration, and she is just a more advanced ghost. It's just that ordinary talismans and spells are really ineffective against the strif, and the only way to deal with them is to rely on karma and supernatural powers to cut them off.

"Uncle, since she is so rare and powerful, how can she entangle Teacher Jiang and Zhang Mei?" I asked.

"I pestered Jiang Cohen because she did something disrespectful to the ghosts and gods, so Wei warned her. There are gods three feet above your head, you can not believe in ghosts and gods, but you can't be disrespectful. Jiang Wen asked students to draw ghosts, which in itself was a blasphemy against ghosts and gods. But she only harms people who have evil debts with him, and she has no evil debts, so I only need her 100,000 evil money. ”

"You received 900,000 yuan from Zhang Mei to kill the evil money, is she the one who is the most important?"

"Not bad. Her resentment must have something to do with her or her family. ”

The next day, Coco Jiang came again, looking extremely haggard, and she didn't even wear makeup.

After entering the store, she took out a dozen thick stacks of RMB from her large tote bag. With a red face, he said, "Mr. Yuan, I only have 100,000 yuan here." ”

"In this way, you don't plan to take care of Zhang Mei's affairs?"

"It's really powerless." Jiang Wen lowered her head in shame.

The brother-in-law looked at her deeply, and finally didn't say anything, put the money away and took me to Coco Jiang's Bora car. The place we are going to is the Emerald Lake at the back gate of Longteng Middle School, because the male ghost drawn by Zhang Mei is in the Emerald Lake.

It was ten o'clock in the morning, and my uncle said that he would not be able to do it until twelve o'clock in the afternoon, which was the three o'clock in the afternoon of ancient timekeeping.

It is also said that the heaviest time of the day is midnight, but the peak time of yin is noon. The so-called prosperity and decline, at three o'clock in the afternoon, the yang energy reaches its peak, the anode is yin, and the yin energy is the most prosperous.

At this time, you can not only communicate with the yin spirit, but also do not have to worry about being washed by the yin spirit, because at this time, the yang energy is very heavy.

The scenery of Emerald Lake is very beautiful, which is the guarantee of the price of real estate in Xuzhou, and the average price of the surrounding communities is about to catch up with the provincial capital.

Especially in Longyuan Yipin Villa Park, the price of each villa in it is more than 30 million, which is a sky-high price in the small and medium-sized city of Yuzhou.

There are many viewing platforms on the shore of Longyuan Yipin Lake, and my uncle said that the male ghost in Zhang Mei's painting appeared near the observation deck.

During the waiting time, Coco Jiang's expression was always entangled, with regret and shame intertwined.

What I regret is that I really gave my uncle 100,000 yuan in cash on impulse, and sometimes I am ashamed that I can't help Zhang Mei. After all, she is only a college student who has just stepped out of campus, and she is not deeply involved in the world, and her heart is not cold enough and hard enough.

The uncle didn't tell her something, and she wouldn't keep pestering her, but if Zhang Mei's ghost lingered after her death, she would definitely come to her to settle accounts.

Because if she hadn't asked the students to draw ghosts, even if Zhang Mei owed a blood debt to the drowning man, she might not be able to receive retribution in this life. As the old saying goes, if you believe it, you don't believe it. When Zhang Mei paints with her heart, it means that she already believes in the existence of ghosts and gods, and only then does Wei have the opportunity to make trouble.

As the old saying goes, no book is made without coincidence. Just when the three of us were silently killing time at the observation deck, Xie Qingqing came over leisurely, and her family lived in Longyuan Yipin.

When I saw her from afar, I quickly squatted on the ground, and my brother-in-law also squatted on the ground with me, and we looked at the lake in horror, and we didn't dare to look back. If she knew that her brother-in-law had received 100,000 yuan from Jiang Wen, I think that according to her character, she would definitely arrest us as fraudsters.

"Hey, Mr. Jiang is here to enjoy the scenery." Xie Qingqing's happy voice came out.

"Well, there's some wind here. Is class over? ”

"yes. Alas, Mr. Jiang, let me tell you something, Zhang Mei in our studio has been a little strange lately, nervous. ”

Speaking of Zhang Mei, I quickly pricked up my ears, thinking that Xie Qingqing must have also signed up for the summer art class, and happened to be Zhang Mei's classmate.

"What's wrong with her today?"

"Talking nonsense to himself, saying that his father is not a thing, and he should be peeled and cramped and go to eighteen layers of hell. I listened to her in a panic, how could anyone curse my own father like this. ”

Xie Qingqing was talking, talking endlessly, and my uncle's legs were numb. I'm fine, my body is relatively thin, and my blood and qi circulation is slow. The uncle couldn't hold it anymore, and his body fell to the ground.

"Ah, are you alright?"

Jiang Wen hurriedly came up to help, and as soon as she walked up, the warm-hearted classmate Xie Qingqing also handed over a helping hand.

Finish the calf!

"Silk Street Stick? It's changed, isn't it a bad business for the gods, and it's changed to touch porcelain. Teacher Jiang, don't touch him, Ya is pretending. I'm going to call Xiong Daxiong Er now, damn, I dare to touch porcelain in front of my aunt and grandmother, I have to hospitalize him today! ”

Hearing the dialing sound of Xie Qingqing's mobile phone, I had no choice but to stand up with tears in my eyes and prepare to intercede for my uncle. Who knew that the squatting time was too long, and when I stood up, it was a little too fierce, my head was dizzy, and I almost fell to the ground.

"! Qin Huan! On the contrary, in broad daylight, how can you allow a scum like you to be abducted and deceived. Xie Qingqing directly burst into foul language.

"Xie Qingqing, what the hell is going on, do you know the two of them?" Coco Jiang asked.

"This Qin Huan is the scoundrel who was expelled from our school, and this ugly monster on the side is his uncle of the gods, a pair of liars!"

"Liars? Then my 100,000 dollars......"

"What? They also cheated you out of 100,000 yuan? ”

……

I remembered a poem from junior high school, why I often have tears in the corners of my eyes, because I love God too deeply.

Ten minutes later, under my bitter pleading, Xie Qingqing was finally willing to listen to us explain the ins and outs of this matter.

If it weren't for the fact that something strange happened to Zhang Mei, and Jiang Wen was indeed my brother-in-law who was guided by the Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple, I guess she would definitely not give up.

Now she doesn't believe us either, and wants to stare at her uncle's actions over and over again.

At twelve o'clock at noon, the uncle was ordered to go into battle. We left for the time being, leaving him alone in the gazebo to summon spirits.

The uncle first took out a rusty bronze short sword from the sack he carried with him, and the sword was engraved with runes. Then he held the sword in his right hand, and with his left hand, he grabbed a handful of Five Emperor Coins from his pocket and sprinkled it on the ground.

A full twenty-eight Five Emperor Coins, thrown at will, all arranged according to the twenty-eight stars in the sky, and they are all on the yin side, just this skill shows that the uncle is not a pure liar.

In the end, the brother-in-law took out an incense burner and lit the soul-attracting incense, and Jiang Wen held Zhang Mei's painting in his hand and knelt on the ground three feet in front of the incense burner.

After the arrangement, the uncle dissolved the bun, and the cloak circled around the incense burner, and there were words in his mouth.

What I recited was not a common mantra, like what Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Qiankun borrowed the Fa, I Feng Taishang Laojun or Sanmao Patriarch was anxious like a law, etc., but a very strange syllable, and I couldn't hear the words clearly. It's not so much about reading as about singing.

His footwork is also weird, a bit like a twisted Yangge, but it is more exaggerated than a twisted Yangge.

"Tsk, this is a great god." Xie Qingqing pouted and said.

Seeing the mocking look on her face, I was angry, and then I thought that she was destined to die, so I was not so angry.

The qi in my heart is gone, and it is much more pleasing to the eye when I look at her again. Xie Qingqing is actually quite good-looking, his eyes are very big and bright, his eyes are as white as goose eggs, and his eyes are as black as chess pieces. The nose is upturned, and when you laugh, you like to wrinkle your nose, which is very cute.

She is wearing a strappy denim outfit today, and her chest is more and more mediocre, which can almost endorse the newly built airport in Xuzhou City, which is so flat.

At noon, there were not many people on the observation deck, but there were still people who stopped to watch. As there were more and more people, I saw that Jiang Wen was a little unable to kneel, and his face was as red as blood. After all, she was still a school teacher, and it would be embarrassing for an acquaintance to see her worshipping God here.

Who knew that Jiang Wen had just moved his hands and feet a few times, and the whole person suddenly shivered as if he had been electrocuted, and then began to tear the clothes on his body.