On the way, I called Dengkang, and there was still some echo on the call, so I asked him to book a plane ticket to Guangzhou and then transfer to Hangzhou. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Deng Kang asked me who was on this trip, and I said that in addition to Fang Gang, there was also Xiao Yang. Deng Kang said: "This spell casting is not like the previous ones, to attract the extreme yin qi in the customer's house with a spirit attraction spell, and then attach it to another ghost, not only does it consume more mana, but it also can't be disturbed, otherwise I may not be able to protect myself." When the time comes, you have to watch Xiao Yang and don't let her make trouble like a monkey. I laughed and said yes, no problem.

Fly from Bangkok to Guangzhou and then transfer to Hangzhou. It has been nearly two years since Mr. Kong's last business, and in retrospect, it is really embarrassing that so many things have happened during this time. The taxi drove to Beishan Road on the north side of West Lake, and this area is indeed full of beautiful old-style villas, which are said to be all before the liberation, and many of them were lived by celebrities back then.

Xiao Yang's Kong family, who arrived before us, and Fang had just gotten out of the car when they saw Xiao Yang standing in front of a villa, waving to the two of us while eating ice cream. Throwing away the ice cream sticks, she took the arms of both of us left and right and went into the villa, and saw a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in the living room, it was Mr. Kong.

I haven't seen Mr. Kong for nearly two years, and Mr. Kong's hair is more than thirty percent whiter than before, and he looks haggard and almost unrecognizable. Seeing us coming, Mr. Kong hurriedly sat down, and wanted to make tea himself, but was stopped by Xiao Yang and asked her to do it.

After the hustle and bustle, I first talked about my cousin's business, and then talked about Mr. Kong's condition. He sighed: "The world is unpredictable, my wife and I worked hard to start a business more than ten years ago, and she had no complaints; But later, the family situation got better and better, but she began to complain constantly, this was not satisfied, that was not good. Later, I asked the potted imp to have an accident, but she transferred a lot of property behind my back, and even this villa was occupied. The most excessive thing is that I was actually sent to a mental hospital! If it weren't for my brother's full help, I would ......."

Mr. Kong's voice was a little choked, and I expressed my understanding, saying that people's hearts are unpredictable, and this is also something that cannot be helped. There are many people who can share sorrows but cannot share joys, and you should also look at them.

"When did you go back to this villa and start living in it, and what strange things did you see?" Fang Gang asked.

Mr. Kong said: "In the past 20 days, I moved back here after coming out of the mental hospital, and because I was in a bad mood, I often had insomnia when I was in the hospital, and I also went home. Late at night, I went out to make the toilet, and at the end of the corridor on the second floor, I saw what seemed to be a small black shadow standing there, and I was scared, and I immediately remembered what happened when I worshipped the bonsai imp. But if you look closely, it's gone, I thought it was just a psychological effect, so I ignored it. A few days later, in the middle of the night, I went to the bathroom to wash my face, turned on the light and flashed it a few times, and saw a little boy with red lips standing in the corner, which scared me, took a few steps back and fell, and almost passed out. When I got up again, the little boy was gone, and the bathroom light was broken, so I couldn't turn it on. ”

Fang Gang said: "This is the commonly known ghost that does not disperse. Mr. Kong's face turned whiter. He said that he encountered it a few times later, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak, and he didn't know how to hide from a car when he walked on the street in broad daylight, and he was almost hit and killed.

"You've worshiped imps before, and you've been harassed by yin energy. Now, as long as you come into contact with yin qi, you will get sick again. Fang Gang replied.

Xiao Yang hurriedly asked, "But, hasn't the potted ghost been sent back to Thailand and blessed by Master Hongban?" Mr. Kong also nodded again and again, saying yes. Fang Gang told them that the yin qi of the offerings was large and small, and that for things like the Buddha Guman, the yin spirit could only be attached to the body of the Dharma Phase, and it would be taken away, unless the yin qi had already invaded the body, but there would be no problem in the original room; But the Extreme Yin is different, like the human fetus passing by is no longer the Extreme Yin, but a ghost, a mountain spirit, a cultivator's spirit, or a corpse with a history of decades. The yin energy of these things is extremely heavy, and even if they are moved to other places, there will still be yin qi in the places where they were originally placed.

"Isn't it the same as the smell," I said, "for example, if you have a salted fish in the house, take it away and it will not smell." But there is a big durian in the house, even if it is taken away, it will take a long time for the smell to disperse? ”

Fang Gang looked at me: "Your analogy is quite correct. ”

Mr. Kong said: "In other words, because I worshipped bonsai novels at the beginning, although I took it to Thailand to deal with it, it was too yin, so there is still it in this house?" Fang Gang nodded and said yes. Xiao Yang asked Master Dengkang when he would arrive, and I said that his trip should be a day later than ours, and tomorrow will be about the same.

The four of us took a taxi to the freight company, and Mr. Kong showed the formalities to take out the package from the port of Bangkok. As soon as I got it in my hand, I saw that Mr. Kong was short of breath and retreated far away, as if he was afraid that he would be scratched by the imp if he got closer. But his face was still so blue that he couldn't even walk. The staff of the freight company felt strange and asked what was going on. I had to say that he had low blood sugar and didn't eat much at noon.

After leaving the freight company, Fang Gang said: "Mr. Kong was too heavily infested by Yin Qi before, and now he can't get close to this Yin Qi. In the end, Mr. Kong went back to the villa by himself, and the three of us took the ghost to open a small room in a hotel less than two kilometers away from the villa, and temporarily stored the ghost, of course, not to let the innkeeper see it, otherwise he would have to go crazy.

In the hotel room, Xiao Yang was very anxious and asked Fang Gang to open it immediately, wanting to have a sneak peek. Fang Gang had no choice but to open the package on the bed, it was a rectangular wooden box inside, and when he opened the lid, a small black dried corpse was lying inside, in a very strange posture, his body curled up in a clump, and his arms were tied together over his thighs, like a roast chicken.

Seeing this thing, Xiao Yang sighed and took out his mobile phone to take pictures, and I felt a pain in my temples, and Fang just saw that I was not feeling well, so he buckled the lid of the box and left the hotel.

After eating at the nearby Hangzhou Gang restaurant, Mr. Kong went upstairs to sleep early in the evening because he was not feeling well, so we let ourselves do as we pleased. Sitting in the living room of the villa watching TV, Fang Gang stilted Erlang's legs: "Lao Tzu has lived in such a high-end villa for the first time in his life, maybe it was a high-ranking Kuomintang official or everyone's residence before liberation, which is much higher grade than the newly built villas of those nouveau riche!" Xiao Yang laughed and said that you will move in with Uncle Kong in the future. Fang Gang pursed his lips and said that there is no red light district in Hangzhou, and there are very few shops, which is boring.

I felt that my head was still a little uncomfortable, and I thought that I was like Mr. Kong now, I couldn't get too close to the extreme yin, and I was also affected in the afternoon, so I also wanted to go upstairs to sleep first. After going upstairs, I came to a doorway, and the light on the second floor was not turned on, and I could see that it was a bathroom through the dim light. Remembering what Mr. Kong had said before, I couldn't help but be vigilant, and first found the switch on the wall and turned on the light before entering.

The next afternoon, Xiao Yang and I went to the airport to pick up Dengkang, and saw that he was wearing a black loose shirt and pants. You look really white in black clothes. ”

Deng Kang smiled proudly, and Xiao Yang said again: "If you can lose a little more weight, it will be even better!" I knew this would be the result, and Deng Kang immediately sank his face and ignored her.

Back at Mr. Kong's villa, Deng Kang stood in the living room and closed his eyes, and began to sense the yin spirit. In less than ten seconds, he pointed somewhere, and that was the location on the left side of the second floor. Mr. Kong hurriedly said yes, the study is there, and the potted ghosts used to be kept in the study.

"There's a lot of yin in this house," said Dengkang, "and at midnight you can use that little ghost to cast a spiritual spell." Fang Gang said that you have a tiring journey today, and it is not too late to do it tomorrow night, Deng Kang nodded in agreement.

The next night, around midnight, the spell was cast. The location was in the study, and the commander of Deng Kang asked Mr. Kong to lie on the bed, and Fang Gang put the wooden box of the little ghost in the right corner of the solid wood desk, which was also the place where Mr. Kong used to put the potted ghost. Mr. Kong was short of breath because he was too close to the imp. Deng Kang asked all three of us to go out, wait in the living room on the first floor, and close the door to the study.

Fang Gang, who was sitting on the sofa, was bored reading the newspaper, and Xiao Yang asked in a low voice, "Brother Fang, aren't you worried at all?" ”