Ye Bingfeng didn't expect Zhang Ziming to be so excited, he slapped the table and left before he finished speaking, Ye Bingfeng hurriedly chased after him, "Ziming, you wait for a while, I think this matter is definitely not so simple, since Sun Dacheng can target my father, we can target Sun Dacheng, drugs are a scourge to so many people, you see this, now that you know about this, how about we catch a big fish?" ”

Zhang Ziming's body paused, thought for a moment, and nodded, "That's fine, I'll pay attention to Sun Dacheng during this time..." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Ziming, what are you doing here? I didn't come to you to ask you for money, alas, I won't tell you, Huang Yingcheng has already given it to me..."Zhang Ziming looked at Ye Bingfeng with a puzzled look, Ye Bingfeng put down his backpack and took out his passbook, "This is from a Swiss bank?" "Although Zhang Ziming is half a bun, after all, in a big family, there are some things that he still recognizes.

"yes... I called Huang Yingcheng, there was originally a million in it, and then Huang Yingcheng gave another 5 million...... This money is all blown by the wind! Ye Bingfeng shook his head and said, "I don't need this thing, or I will let you do it first, and I will ask you when I will use it!" Ye Bingfeng threw the passbook to Zhang Ziming.

"This..."Zhang Ziming wanted to refuse to come, but it was reasonable to think about it, in this era of a few cents, he was really panicked when he didn't come to millions of dollars, "Okay, let me go first!" Zhang Ziming put away the passbook and looked at Ye Bingfeng suspiciously, "Senior brother, what are you doing with a bag?" ”

"By the way, I'll help you see your grandfather, have you been there? What's going on? Ye Bingfeng asked.

"Alas!" Zhang Ziming sighed, "What are you sighing for!" What do you ask? Ye Bingfeng pulled up his backpack and put it on his back, and Zhang Ziming sat on the sofa with his buttocks, "Senior brother, my soul is lost!" ”

"Lost your soul? Didn't you look for someone who knows how to do it before? Ye Bingfeng asked.

"My dad said that he had found someone to see it, but not only did he not look good, but he scared away the knowledgeable people, do you think this is strange?" Zhang Ziming picked up a box of cigarettes from the table, threw the whole box directly to Ye Bingfeng, and took out another box from the drawer, Ye Bingfeng looked down at the cigarette in his hand, Marlboro! Rich man...... In fact, according to Ye Bingfeng's current worth, it is not an exaggeration to say that a box of Marlboro is smoking Greater China......

Take out a sip and take a sip, don't really say it, foreign cigarettes are incense......

"It stands to reason that soul loss is very common, and you can call it back with a little dirt method, haven't you tried it?" Ye Bingfeng Ye Bingfeng flicked the cigarette ash, "I tried it secretly, but I can't call it back!" Zhang Ziming frowned, "Damn, if you can't call it back, you won't say it, and you will lose two souls!" ”

"No wonder I'm unconscious!" Ye Bingfeng muttered, "Could it be that you are bound by something?" "Ye Bingfeng's first thought is the descending technique, and the most thorough thing for playing with people or studying people is undoubtedly the descending technique.

"I guess, I'm worried about it! It's fucking weird!" Zhang Ziming said, "In this case, you can try to summon spirits, if you can't recruit them back, that's it!" Ye Bingfeng extinguished the cigarette butt, Maoshan Shu thought, lose the soul of the third, throw it away, throw the second, coma, lose the third, and die.

For the seven spirits, the less the weaker, the more inevitably riddled with evil diseases, but the loss of the soul is very common in ordinary times, especially when the human body is weak, it is most easy to lose the soul, in the countryside, some people who dance the gods or are favored by the immortals know some local methods, and they can be called back.

Spiritualism, most of the time, is not reincarnated or the soul is not cleaned after death, and the soul is summoned to their own body to repay their wishes or ask questions! The use of conjuring spirits here means that Ye Bingfeng wants to try whether Zhang Ziming's grandfather's soul is imprisoned.

"Have you ever asked your uncle where your grandfather has been?"

Zhang Ziming shook his head, "How does my dad know, besides, it's not my dad who has the final say on the affairs of the whole family, with my uncle there, who dares to ask!" I'm still sneaking up on my grandfather when I approach it......" Zhang Ziming shook his head helplessly.

Ye Bingfeng thought to himself what kind of people are in this whole family, everyone is lying in bed unconscious, what else do they care.

"Let's go over and have a look in two days, it's really not good, just say I'm the knowledgeable gentleman you found!" This is Ye Bingfeng's only way, he can't let Zhang Ziming get people out, "Okay, it's only like this now... I'll go back and talk to my dad in two days, and ask him to say hello to my uncle in advance! Zhang Ziming thought about it and said.

Ye Bingfeng never thought that it would be so troublesome to save a person, as if he was meeting the president of a country.

"What did Huang Yingcheng say over there?" Zhang Ziming asked, "He said that he asked people to get a few ancient maps, let us take a look, this idea is obviously not to save his grandfather, hit in the ancient tomb!" Ye Bingfeng said, "What the hell is this different from tomb robbing!" Zhang Ziming also felt a little awkward.

"You want to find a way to find out where your grandfather has been, if you really can't find out, start with Huang Yingcheng, after all, it was his two elders who worked together!" Ye Bingfeng thought for a while, "If the soul can't be called back, it is very likely that it will be detained by certain formations or touching certain things, and the possibility of the head lowering technique is the greatest, of course, it does not rule out others!" ”

"Does your grandfather have a diary or something?" Ye Bingfeng asked, Zhang Ziming shook his head, Ye Bingfeng felt that just looking at Zhang Ziming's expression, he knew that it was unlikely that he would inquire about this matter, and the focus should still be on Huang Yingcheng.

Zhang Ziming got up and poured a cup of tea for Ye Bingfeng, walked to the window and pointed to a floor not far away, "Senior brother, I still have a little business here today, I saw that your guy was here, can you help?" Zhang Ziming looked a little hesitant when he spoke, after all, there was such a big thing in Ye Bingfeng's family because of his own company, and he hadn't settled down yet, so he was a little embarrassed to ask Ye Bingfeng for help.

Zhang Ziming was actually thinking about the fish intestine sword in Ye Bingfeng's bag, it was a brake weapon, and the ordinary little ghost and little soul would be killed in two rounds, which was much better than holding a peachwood sword and going into battle with bare hands.

Ye Bingfeng nodded directly without thinking about it, angry and angry, when he was down to business, Ye Bingfeng still looked at Zhang Ziming.

"Senior brother, wrap you up for me..."Ye Bingfeng thought that Zhang Ziming was going to do something, so he took off his backpack and handed it to Zhang Ziming.

Zhang Ziming pulled Ye Bingfeng to stand up, and kicked at the sofa behind him, the whole sofa "clanged", and the sofa seat "snapped" and lifted it up, Ye Bingfeng was speechless to the extreme, what kind of thing is this, high-tech still plays like this......

Zhang Ziming put the bag in the space under the sofa seat, Ye Bingfeng glanced inside, in addition to Ye Bingfeng's bag, there were also Zhang Ziming's bag and a big black bag.

"What is this?" Ye Bingfeng was quite heavy when he mentioned it, and he thought that he had made a bag of soil, but who expected Zhang Ziming to smile mysteriously at Ye Bingfeng, "Hehe, senior brother, this is red nitrate, I spent thousands......"

"Where did you get it when you just came back?" Ye Bingfeng was also curious, who are these people one by one, Huang Yingcheng hasn't figured out what is going on yet, so he went to get a few ancient maps, Zhang Ziming's side, he just came back at noon, and he went to get a bag of red nitrate in the afternoon......

"I paid for it!" Zhang Ziming glanced at Ye Bingfeng strangely, "It's easy to do anything if you have money these days!" The corners of Zhang Ziming's mouth twitched, and he hummed a little song.

"You're going to take it all with you at night?" Ye Bingfeng carried it, according to this feeling, there were thirty or forty pounds to say the least, "Why do you bring so much?" You can't ask for money if you have this thing! Zhang Ziming squatted down, untied the black bag, opened Ye Bingfeng's outsourcing, and put it in one by one.

Ye Bingfeng almost fell black when he saw Zhang Ziming like this, and fell downstairs......

The two went to the cafeteria restaurant to eat a small meal, which seemed to be a small meal, but as the young master of the Zhang family, the master of the canteen specially prepared eight dishes and a bowl of soup for Zhang Ziming and Ye Bingfeng, and the two of them also made a bottle of two pots...... If it weren't for Ye Bingfeng being a little sober, the two would really go!

Sleeping in a daze until more than eleven o'clock in the evening, Ye Bingfeng raised his head from the bed and looked around, it was dark, thinking that where was this being carried by someone, glared at Zhang Ziming, and the goods got up in a daze.

"Oops, I have a headache..."Zhang Ziming got up and looked at it, fluttered and fell down and began to sleep, Ye Bingfeng kicked his feet helplessly, "Senior brother, what are you doing, get me some water to drink..."Zhang Ziming put his hand together and pressed on Ye Bingfeng's body, "Ziming, don't sleep, don't you say that there is something else tonight?" Ye Bingfeng shook vigorously.

"it!" Zhang Ziming stabbed and jumped up, stretched out his hand and touched his pants around, "Damn, why did you forget about business, what about my pants?" Where is this? Fortunately, Ye Bingfeng touched Zhang Ziming under the bed, so he put it on, and the two fumbled open the door and went straight to the office.

After washing his face and taking out his backpack, Zhang Ziming stood in front of the window and pointed to the building behind the foreign trade market, "Senior brother, that's it, that's the staff dormitory building, someone is going to jump off the building every night in the past two days, maybe something is wrong, let's go and see!" ”

Ye Bingfeng walked to Zhang Ziming's side, looked at the independent high-rise building in the distance, and his eyes were stunned, "Let's go!" ”