This is the equivalent of a rural village in Hong Kong, which is relatively remote, and Master Chan has an old house here, and all the elderly people live nearby.

Sitting in the old house, Fang Gang said: "This reminds me of Xinpi when I was hiding from the limelight in Taiwan before, so familiar!" ”

Master Chen said, "I hope Master Baden will not be disgusted. It's secluded, it's safe, and the security is very good. If you want to take refuge here for a while, if you have anything to do and need something, just call my assistant and she will arrange it for you. She will be able to get a visa in a few days. There are also local calling cards. ”

As soon as Fang translated, Azan Baden thanked Master Chen for clasping his hands together and giving a salute.

Azan Baden was blamed by the ghost king, in fact, it was also because of us, but Azan Baden went to Hong Kong to hide, and he never complained about Fang Gang and us, I have to admire Fang Gang's friendship with him, and I also feel a little sorry for Azan Baden.

Coming out of Tai Po, Master Chan invited us to sit in the amulet shop for a while, while Mei Ying and the male clerk were still in charge of sales in the shop. Seeing me coming, Miei happily asked long and short questions. Master Chen handed me the VIP gold card of the star-rated hotel, so that I could still stay in Hong Kong. Out of the Buddha shop, the driver drove Master Chen back to Feng Shui Hall, and Fang Gang stood at the door of the store, observing left and right.

At dinner in the restaurant in the evening, Master Chen and Fang Gang chatted very speculatively in Cantonese, which I couldn't understand next to me. Later, Master Chen answered the phone, in Mandarin, and when he heard him say "don't come to me tomorrow, I want to go abroad", "why do you have to see me", "there is no affection between us", etc., you can guess that it must be Sister Jiang calling, and tomorrow will be the 5th. She must have come to Hong Kong to meet Master Chen.

Hanging up the phone, Master Chen sighed: "Jiang Ying, this woman is really difficult. Gotta come to me and get back together. ”

In the hotel at night. Fang Gang said: "From tomorrow onwards, we will go to the ice house opposite the Buddha shop to sit and monitor Sister Jiang, as long as she appears, we will follow her to see where she is staying." It's fucking providential, Azan Baden is also in Hong Kong, so it's easy to find someone now! ”

I asked, "Are we going to use Azan Baden to clean up Sister Jiang?" ”

Fang Gang said: "Do you want the two of them to go on a blind date?" ”

"How do you want to clean her up?" I asked. Surrounded by bean blood.

Fang Gang said: "The more miserable, the better!" This woman has been behind her back several times, and she is the bride who is dead, and she is looking for Pi Tao to mess with us, if it weren't for her fate, you and I would have died a long time ago! "Of course I know that, but I'm still worried, what if I get killed? Although Sister Jiang also wanted our lives several times, she was still very nervous about cleaning her up now.

The next morning, Fang Gang and I picked a window seat in the ice room diagonally opposite the Buddhist brand shop and opened the curtains halfway to facilitate observation. From morning to noon, and then to afternoon, I didn't see Sister Jiang appear. I asked Fang Gang if he would make a mistake, and he said that even if he didn't show up today, he would do it tomorrow.

At noon the next day, I finally saw Sister Jiang. She wore a black dress and a large wide-brimmed hat that covered half of her face, but we both knew her so well that we remembered her body and appearance even when we burned to ashes. Less than ten minutes after entering the store, Sister Jiang came out, looked left and right, and walked in the direction of the ice room. I humbly asked her if she would come to the ice room to sit by chance, and Fang and I just left the table and walked to the men's bathroom, looking at the street outside the window around the corner.

Sister Jiang did not enter the ice room, but walked over. Fang Gang was very experienced in following behind, and told me not to follow directly behind, but to move diagonally across the road, and to find a passerby as cover at any time, so as not to see Sister Jiang when she turned back.

In this way, we followed Sister Jiang from Tsim Sha Tsui to a street. The street was lined with shops and old-style apartment buildings, and Sister Jiang walked into one of the light gray high-rise apartment buildings, Fang Gang and I hid on both sides of the iron door and peeked in, and saw Sister Jiang enter the elevator and the door closed.

The two of us ran in, and Fang Gang stood in front of the elevator door, staring at the floor indicator board outside the elevator door, showing that the elevator had gone up to the ninth floor. There is only one elevator in this building, and I was just about to walk up the stairs when I was stopped by Fang Gang: "What are you doing?" ”

"How do you know which room she's in if she doesn't go up?" I asked.

Fang Gang came out with his arm around my shoulders and said, "Sister Jiang can't live here, she definitely wants to stay in hotels and guesthouses, this kind of place is not Hong Kong people or businessmen, it is difficult to settle here, she is here to find people." Taking a few steps back, Fang Gang observed the large and small billboards posted on the exterior walls of the building. From bruise pills to the latest sneakers, from massage for arthritis to dentists' clinics to bone pushes, there's everything for all.

Suddenly, I pointed to an advertisement: "Look at that! Fang Gang looked in the direction I pointed, and there was an advertisement that read "Feng Shui gathers wealth, exorcises evil spirits and dispels diseases, and the relationship is compounded, Master Nanyang is in charge, 12D on the ninth floor".

Looking at this advertisement, Fang Gang nodded, and the two of us walked seventy or eighty meters and sat down in a rice noodle shop diagonally opposite. After about half an hour, I saw Sister Jiang really come out of the building and walk in the direction of the subway station.

Fang Gang and I wrote down the name and address of the hotel, took the subway back to the light gray apartment, and took the elevator to the ninth floor.

Walking down the long corridor, I saw that there were telescopic iron doors on the outside of each door, and there were all kinds of advertisements on the doors. What surprised me even more was that some of Lou Feng's prostitution advertisements were actually fanfare, with various markers written with content similar to "Liangbei Gu comes to Hong Kong, there are many waves and waters, the is a must, the enthusiasm is like fire, the price of the new woman is low, please ring the bell hard". I was fascinated, and Fang just turned his head to stare at me, and I came back to my senses.

Found the door with the number 12D, the advertising content posted on the door was similar to that outside the building, Fang Gang whispered to me, I will try not to speak for a while, and he will come forward to communicate, I nodded again and again. When Fang Gang reached out and rang the bell, I quietly took out my mobile phone, first muted and then turned on the camera, ready to use the old method to collect evidence.

The small window of the door opened, revealing two eyes. Someone asked in Cantonese, I don't know what Fang Gang answered, anyway, the people inside opened the door.

When I entered the house, I was a little surprised because I saw the altar. It's the same as what I saw in those Azan's homes in Thailand, and judging from some of the ritual utensils placed on the altar, it should have been set up by a black-clothed Azan, because there were human thigh bones and baby corpses, and there were many bottles and jars, which contained black and yellow liquids, soaked in some unrecognizable organs. There are many small figures made of straw and white thread on the altar.

The man was of medium height, slightly chubby, wearing a white half-sleeved T-shirt, with dark, bushy hair, and looking at us with alert eyes. After the three of them sat down, Fang Gang communicated with him in Cantonese for a long time, this person's face gradually softened, Fang Gang pointed to me while talking, it seemed that the story he made up was related to me, although I didn't understand, but I also nodded from time to time very cooperatively, the man looked at me and laughed.

During the conversation between the two of them, I kept holding the phone in my hand casually, quietly adjusting the angle, aiming the camera on the back of the phone at the person's upper body as much as possible, and pressing the keys constantly.

After chatting for a while, it seemed that the conversation was over, they both stood up, and I followed Fang Gang out of the house, and the man immediately closed the door.

Out of this apartment, I couldn't wait to ask about the conversation just now, Fang Gang said: "It's nothing, I just said that there is a distant cousin from the mainland, his wife Hongxing went out of the wall and ran away with a Hong Kong person." I brought him here to win back his wife's heart. But it didn't work, so he was introduced here and wanted to make a love affair for his wife. This cousin of mine is very pitiful, he has a problem with his brain, he can't speak, he only giggles and nods when he sees people. ”

"You're talking about me?" I opened my mouth wide.

Fang Gang glanced at me: "It's not you, is it still me?" "I was speechless, no wonder the man kept smiling at me.

Fang Gang said again: "That guy's name is Haoqiang, and he is not a Nanyang at all, but an authentic Hong Kong person. However, he did learn witchcraft in Cambodia with the head descender, and specialized in falling in love. I asked if it worked, did there be a business, and he said that of course it would work, and just now there was a Sichuan woman who came to Hong Kong to find him, just to give her ex-husband a favor. ”