I woke up and found that it was dawn, and the night was over just by watching the ghosts find Tao Zheng.

I don't know if it's because I've been watching Tao Zheng for a long time, I feel sore when I get up, as if I have a heavy object on my body. I subconsciously took a good look at myself with yin and yang eyes, and made sure that I was not entangled by ghosts, and then I put my mind at ease.

After thinking about it, I thought of Tao Zheng's situation.

Since he dreamed of Tao Zheng, Tao Zheng should have died. Although Tao Zheng in the surveillance video is terrifying, he is still very miserable, and his body is also shrouded in yin energy, but he is alive and well. If Tao Zheng is dead, it should be after the monitoring, right?

Peng Dongyuan is anxious now, if he knows that his son is dead, he is afraid that he will collapse.

I'm a little sentimental, but the emotions are not strong, at most I know that someone is dead, so I am just touched. Tao Zheng in the dream didn't show any other qualities, and I didn't have superfluous sympathy like Lu Yanning did at that time.

Speaking of which, this is also related to the fact that Tao Zheng encountered a different situation. Tao Zheng didn't know that he had a ghost on his body at first, but when he saw Tao Hai, he seemed to be stimulated out of yin and yang eyes. It may also be because Tao Hai is the last one, and when he arrives, Tao Zheng can see his true situation. Tao Zheng didn't notice anything, and after realizing it, he was embarrassed, which made it difficult for me to have a good impression.

I quickly left Tao Zheng behind and thought of the last broken bowl in my dream. There is a notch in the bowl, like the beggar's bowl seen in the TV movie. How did such a thing appear in a dream? I haven't seen the real appearance of the penucopia, but its predecessor was a cornucopia, so it shouldn't be that kind of broken appearance, right?

I can't figure it out, I can only put it aside.

After going to work, I told the thin man about the matter, discussed it again, and called Qian Lan.

It's been more than half a month since I last visited Director Zhou, and it's the founding day of November soon, and I have a holiday, so I just have an excuse to call Qian Lan to find out about Director Zhou's situation.

The phone was thought about several times before it was picked up.

Qian Lan's voice is not familiar to me, but the voice on the other side is obviously old and tired, which is different from the voice of Qian Lan in my impression. I reported to my home, and I listened to the people over there cheer up, but I had a little impression of Qian Lan's appearance.

I told Qian Lan the purpose of the call, but Qian Lan directly refused.

"You have a heart. But my mom is in the hospital right now, and she's not doing well, and a few of my siblings are thinking about transferring her to the hospital. You don't have to come here. Qian Lan said.

"What's wrong with Director Zhou?"

Qian Lan sighed, "The doctor said a lot, anyway, there was a lesion, and now ...... It's a vegetative person......" Qian Lan suddenly perked up and asked, "By the way, I heard that the director of your demolition and relocation office knows a lot of people?" Do you know anyone from the hospital? ”

If someone else were to ask, I would definitely help. The old leader was originally helpful, so he made good connections and accumulated deep connections. It shouldn't be difficult for the old leader to help find an expert.

But Director Zhou's situation, I'm afraid that it is not that there is a physical problem and he has become a vegetative person, but that his soul has run away, leaving an empty shell. It would be too pitiful for the Qian family to spend more money for this, and in the end they had to be repeatedly broken and desperately accept the reality.

I told Qian Lan euphemistically: "The old leader knows a lot of people. The doctor's words don't seem to have a brain ...... Recently, our demolition and relocation office has also had a headache for the affairs of the six villages of workers and peasants, and the old leaders have been working overtime for several days......"

Qian Lan was a little disappointed, but she didn't complain.

"There are some ...... in the community Hey, do you think my mom lost her soul? Qian Lan said suddenly.

I choked up.

"I'll find someone to call her a soul to try. Oh, lad, don't mind my feudal superstitions. As for the last incident in the community, and what my mother said before, it still made me panic. Qian Lan explained.

"No, I understand. That's one way to do it. I comforted Qian Lan.

Qian Lan hung up the phone in a hurry, it seemed that she was really going to find someone to call Director Zhou's soul.

I hung up the phone and shook my head at the skinny ones.

"Soul calling might be useful." The fat man said, "It's not a soul, it's a spirit." Director Zhou's soul is still in the six villages of workers and peasants, right? ”

"Then I want Qian Lan to invite a master. Maybe it can directly solve the matter of the six villages of workers and peasants. The thin man pouted, not hoping for it.

We can't control this matter, and we can't tell Qian Lan the truth. Moreover, like the fat man, I was a little expecting Qian Lan to find someone to call Director Zhou's soul, and it was done. If you can't call it, you can also tell Qian Lan about the real situation of Director Zhou. I'm afraid that Qian Lan will find a liar, which is worse than spending money in the hospital.

Saying this, he talked about Xue Jingyue.

"Isn't Xue Jingyue's grandmother a goddess? Can she do it? The thin man asked.

This question is, of course, asked to the fat man.

"Her grandmother has died." The fat man is inexplicable.

"I asked Xue Jingyue if there was anyone else in the family who inherited this profession. Otherwise, does her grandmother recognize any peers? ”

"I don't know. Probably not. The fat man hesitated.

"Go and ask." Guo Yujie coaxed.

The fat man called Xue Jingyue, and his voice was completely different from usual, as if he was deliberately suppressing his voice.

A few of us laughed when we listened, but we couldn't make a sound, so Guo Yujie covered her mouth directly.

The fat man was embarrassed and blushed, but his voice hadn't changed back.

“…… Oh, I don't know...... It's nothing, I have someone I know, and I want to ask someone to help call the soul of my family. Uh-huh...... That's right...... Okay, I got it. Well...... Nothing more. Well, goodbye. The fat man hung up the phone, and as soon as he opened his mouth to us, he cleared his throat first.

We didn't suppress our laughter this time, Chen Xiaoqiu laughed twice.

The fat man's face turned even redder, "Okay, you still don't listen?" ”

"Listen. You say. I coughed dryly and said.

The others stopped smiling, but the corners of their lips were curled.

Xue Jingyue said that it was quite easy to call the soul. If you don't pay attention to it, don't go to someone to do things, and your family can add it directly. The soul didn't go far, and it was easy to come back. If you have to run far, you have to find someone to do something, but it is not difficult, and you can basically do it if you know how to do it. The fat man said.

"She's knowledgeable, isn't she?" The thin man asked.

The fat man shook his head, "She just watched her grandmother call people when she was a child, and she can't remember the specific steps, but it's much easier than that kind of dancing gods and exorcism." ”

The thin man said, "That should be much more convenient than a foreign psychic medium." Foreign psychic mediums summon spirits, that's troublesome, and you have to chant spells. ”

"Haven't all the liars you've met before?" Guo Yujie asked suspiciously.

"The liar just recited the wrong spell, but he still has to recite it." The thin man spread his hands, "The longest one, after reading for ten minutes, is so noisy that people's heads are going to explode." ”

"It's amazing to be able to talk nonsense for ten minutes." The fat man admired.

"It's true. I could tell that there were 80 percent of those 10 minutes without repetition. The thin man nodded.

I hadn't heard anyone in Aoba recite a spell in the file, and even Wu Ling, who seemed to be an expert in this field, had never used a spell. Ye Qing's fist was infinitely weak, and it seemed that he could solve all the ghosts. What can't be solved is also because the main owner has not been found, and there is nowhere to use the fist.