Lao Zhuang took advantage of the question, stood up with his eyes wide open, and insisted that the other party scolded him for being stupid. The middle-aged man www.biquge.info was quite strong, and he didn't seem to take Lao Zhuang in his eyes at all, but just looked at him with disdain. Zhuang Ke hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, and he pulled Lao Zhuang up and asked the woman holding the child to sit down. The woman was probably afraid of being retaliated against by Lao Zhuang, so she didn't dare to sit, so she stopped and got off.

In this way, Lao Zhuang sat all the way to Taiyuan Street and got off the bus in the midst of everyone's attention. Although I am not a relative of Lao Zhuang, and the people in the car do not know each other, I still subconsciously have a fever on my face. Looking at Zhuang Ke again, he seems to have long been accustomed to these behaviors of his uncle, and he has no reaction at all, which is admirable.

When I came to this fried meat restaurant in a small alley, it was Korean-style, and there were quite a lot of customers. From the female boss to the waiter, they were obviously very familiar with Zhuang Ke, and asked him with a smile whether he would go to the private room or sit down, and finally Lao Zhuang picked a seat close to the door of the private room. During the meal, I was nervous and very scared that he would go and look for bugs from the wall again because I saw a surveillance probe above the bar.

Fortunately, Lao Zhuang did not repeat the old trick, after eating a few plates of meat, it was almost eleven o'clock, and there were fewer and fewer guests in the restaurant. Zhuang Ke really got around the question of the price of the spell. He said: "Brother Tian, we are also friends anyway, don't you know, I actually had a relationship with Wang Jiao." Later, she thought that my family had no money, and in the end it didn't work, otherwise you would be my brother-in-law now. ”

The wine in my mouth is about to squirt out, and I think that it is hard enough for you to bargain. I told him that the money for casting spells was collected by Master Azan in Thailand, and I could only earn a maximum of 1,800 yuan in intermediary fees, so it was not cheap.

Lao Zhuang said: "Come on, whoever collects it can also get a discount, why can't he be accommodating in Thailand?" Brother, you discuss with the Thais, 5,000 is not good, I will add 1,000 or 6 yuan to you! "I said in my heart that you are really generous, and I was just about to refuse, but I saw Lao Zhuang's eyes staring at the private room with the door open next to him, and I didn't know what I was looking at.

Isn't he doing some bad idea again, but he saw that Lao Zhuang's face was pale, and his lips were trembling slightly. At this time, the waiter came over to change the baking tray, and Lao Zhuang stretched out his hand and pointed to the inside of the private room: "Who, who is hanging there?" ”

"Huh? What do you say? The waitress said she didn't understand.

Lao Zhuang's fingers were also trembling: "There is a person hanging in that private room!" The waitress turned her head and saw that the private room was empty, and the lights were not on, and the door was open inward, and there was no light outside, so it was dark inside. The waitress asked suspiciously, what did it mean, Lao Zhuang was very nervous, and said that there was a person hanging on the round table, with his legs off the ground, only one arm, and a rope around his neck, still dangling there.

The waitress was scared: "Can you not scare me?" I'm too timid. Several people at the adjacent table listened to Lao Zhuang's words and looked over here, and the female owner of the hotel also came over and asked what was going on. Lao Zhuang threw down his chopsticks, moved his body back with the chair, and bumped into the diner at the next table, who turned around and asked him very dissatisfied, if you can move forward, such a big place is not enough for you to sit. Lao Zhuang stood up and ran out, crashing into a strong man who had just returned from going to the toilet.

The strong man wore a finger-thick gold chain and pushed Lao Zhuang: "What are you doing?" ”

Lao Zhuang pointed to the private room: "Inside, someone inside hanged himself!" After finishing speaking, he ran out, and the strong man was also blinded, and then the female owner of the hotel screamed, ran back to the bar and didn't dare to move, and told the waiter to go find Brother Liu. The waiter called the chef out from the back kitchen and asked what was going on, and the landlady cried in fright, pointed to the private room and said, "Swallow, swallow's ghost is in the private room!" ”

The chef was scared enough, and although the diners at the next table didn't understand, they were also afraid, and several ladies had already run out of the restaurant. The landlady cried and squatted on the edge of the bar: "Yanzi, don't come to me, I didn't mean to......" Zhuang Ke and I ran out of the hotel to find Lao Zhuang, and saw that he had run out of the alley and was running across the road.

"Hurry up and chase it!" I and Zhuang Ke hurriedly ran up, Lao Zhuang ran very fast, Zhuang Ke chased while shouting "don't run, stop", chased for a long time, at the intersection by two middle-aged men sitting under the street lamp playing chess Lao Zhuang stopped the waist and hugged him, probably thinking that Lao Zhuang was a thief. Lao Zhuang's face turned pale, hugged the man tightly, and talked nonsense vigorously, making everyone stunned.

Finally calming Lao Zhuang down, I called a taxi and sent him back to the rental house near the North Railway Station with Zhuang Ke. It was already late at night, and looking at the old Zhuang lying on the bed with a look like a medicine, I said to Zhuang Ke: "No matter what the reason, he must find Master Azan to cast a spell as soon as possible, if it is not resolved, this person will be finished in the future." ”

Zhuang Ke scratched his head and asked, "Brother Tian, in addition to the fact that it is easy to bump into ghosts, are there any side effects?" ”

I understood what he meant, he wanted to ask if he could die, and that's it. I said, "First of all, you also know that every time your uncle hits a ghost or is possessed, he will get seriously ill, and that is because he is infested by the yin energy of ghosts. People are yang, ghosts are yin, every time they are invaded by yin, people's physique will decline, over time, the physical condition is getting worse and worse, many people appear to be sick and die on the surface, in fact, it is caused by yin energy pressing yang energy. ”

Zhuang Ke broke out in a cold sweat and said that it had to be done as soon as possible, I told him that the best solution was to apply for a tourist visa in Shenzhen, and I would take him to find a female mage named Azan Nangya, so that it could be solved, and the price was not negotiable.

"Okay...... I'll call my dad later and ask him to talk to my grandma. Last time I gave my uncle a dojo to the temple, I and a few uncles and aunts each paid a few thousand, my father was quite dissatisfied, this time I don't know if they are willing to pay. Zhuang Ke replied.

Sitting at the table in the living room, he listened to Zhuang Ke call his father in Yingkou, who seemed to be very reluctant, saying that he didn't want to care anymore. After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Ke said: "My dad doesn't agree, but I have to tell my grandmother about this matter, she has the final say at home, and no one else can do it." ”

I smiled and nodded, thinking to myself that there was an old lady in charge of things these days, which was rare. During the chat, Zhuang Ke asked me: "Brother Tian, what do you think is the cause of my uncle's incident?" ”

"I can't tell," I replied, "what your uncle has done, he doesn't remember, how do I know?" ”

Zhuang Ke asked again: "Brother Tian, if you tell me the truth, do you think my uncle is a ...... Not so good? ”

Looking at Zhuang Ke's eyes, I felt that he was not fooling my words, so he bluntly said yes, your uncle's character is really too bad, just from the two times I contacted him, I can see it. He does not distinguish between right and wrong, does not know good and evil, has no sense of reverence, and has no sense of gratitude, and belongs to the kind of person who has no good roots at all. This kind of person who does things every day is creating karma, and it is very easy to offend anyone, maybe any of them is doing evil, but he himself is not aware of it.

Listening to my words, Zhuang Ke also sighed: "My uncle is like this, when he was young, he went out to work around after graduating from high school, and no one took care of him for many years, so he developed a lot of bad problems. Moreover, people in other places are often deceived, and later they feel that it is unfair, so they start to deceive people all the time, and they never consider the consequences when they do things, and they can do whatever they want. ”

At this time, Lao Zhuang came to the living room from the house tiredly, sat on the sofa, sweaty, but shouted cold, and asked Zhuang Ke to help him find a thick dress. Zhuang Ke took out a cotton coat from the closet and put it on him, and Lao Zhuang asked us what we were talking about. Zhuang Ke said angrily: "What do you say you can talk about, it's not about you!" If you don't do good things all day long, you don't know who you offend. ”

Lao Zhuang said: "Who doesn't do good things all day long? How dare you teach me? Don't I go to the North Station every day to work, how can I not do good things? Driving a black car is called not doing good things, so many people drive, if it is not for more money, who wants to do this! ”

"We're not talking about you driving a black car," I interjected, "but what you usually do, and what you think about right and wrong." "Lao Zhuang said that I don't understand such a profound thing.

I said, "Okay, then I'll say what you can understand." I've met with you twice, so count what you've done on both occasions. ”