In the car, Xiao Wu asked the middle-aged man: "Big brother, what is your surname?" ”

"My surname is Peng."

"Brother Peng, what did you just say that Master Mao deceived the old man's coffin book?"

Brother Peng snorted angrily, sighed and said: "That's my neighbor's lonely uncle, his wife has been dead for more than a year, and he can't miss it, I don't know who introduced Master Mao to him, saying that Master Mao can invite the undead to come up and communicate with people, doesn't he believe it?" Baba came to the door. ”

Master Mao also got his hands on it and charged the old man 20,000 yuan. Girl, have you ever seen a ghost in the world? Do you believe that there is a thing in this world that invites the spirits of the dead to come up and communicate with people? He can deceive the old man, but don't try to deceive me, even if it is to comfort the old man, make him happy, and charge him 200 yuan, no one said anything, 20,000 yuan is really excessive, you say? The old man eats pickles at home every day, and I have to get the money back for him, or not, I'll tell him to go. ”

Dang Xiaowu was puzzled when he heard this, Master Mao obviously couldn't see the ghost, he was really deceiving if he really did this, but it was difficult to say that although he couldn't see it, he could feel the ghost.

"Brother Peng, in fact, I think there are some things that don't exist if you haven't seen them, you have to think that he charges too much, talk to him well, I don't think he is like an unreasonable person."

"You know him?"

"I don't know each other, but I've seen it."

"What are you looking for him? Are you young, and you believe in God? ”

"I ...... I want to find him to tell fortunes and marriages. ”

"Don't believe in those things, fate is in your own hands, work hard, don't do bad things, be worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth, this life will not be bad."

"Yes, Brother Peng is right. Oh, the Lingquan community has arrived. ”

Lingquan community is a high-end real estate in a city, which is full of single-family villas, Dang Xiaowu once came to Wang Zhicheng to send information, the management of the guard office is not strict, when you enter the door, you can tell what the name of the owner of a few buildings can enter, but the outside car is not allowed to enter the community.

Dang Xiaowu and Brother Peng parked the car and entered the community and went straight to Wang Zhicheng's home.

The area of the community is quite large, the distance between the villa and the villa is not close, the community is lush with greenery, when the two walked to Wang Zhicheng's villa, they saw the fat man leaning on the courtyard door and smoking comfortably, and suddenly saw Brother Peng appear startled, he stretched out his hand to stop the two, "I said Mr. Peng, you really came to disturb our boss's business?" ”

"If he wants to deceive people, I really want to stir up."

"Mr. Peng, you have thought about it, whether there are ghosts in this world is not up to you, whether our boss is a liar or not is not up to you, you want him to return the money, don't want to get the money with your attitude." The fat man finished this long passage in his slow and logical tone, then lowered his arm and continued to smoke his cigarette.

Brother Peng was blocked by him like this, and he really stopped, "Okay, I'll wait for him here, he wants to give me an explanation no matter what today." ”

"That's right," the fat man nodded, turning his head to look at Dang Xiaowu, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm looking for Master Mao to have something, come over and take a look at the excitement."

The fat man took a puff of cigarette, slowly spit it out, stared at Xiao Wu and laughed twice, "Come with me to see how Master Mao deceives, right?" That's right, don't care what others say, it's better to see clearly and feel more at ease. ”

Dang Xiaowu smiled wryly and didn't speak again.

The three of them stood outside the courtyard, and suddenly heard the sound of furniture in the house toppling over, the door was slammed open, and Wang Zhicheng shouted from the house, "There are ghosts!" He rushed out, and as soon as he reached the door, he was pulled in by something, and the door was shut.

The fat man threw down the cigarette and rushed over, and Dang Xiaowu followed without thinking too much.

Pushing open the door, the living room was already in a mess, Mao Linsen held Wang Zhicheng in his left hand, and held a whip-like metal stick in his right hand to dance among the overturned furniture in an orderly manner.

The female ghost in white wanted to get close to Wang Zhicheng, but she was very afraid of the metal stick, so she only circled them from a distance to find an opportunity, and on two occasions she was almost whipped by Mao Linsen, but she was embarrassed to avoid it.

Wang Zhicheng had a dark palm print on his face, and he was dragged around by Mao Linsen in horror, and he knocked his head on the table foot without paying attention, and after a bang, he fainted directly on the ground.

The female ghost in white sneered, went around behind Mao Linsen and threw herself into Wang Zhicheng's body.

When Mao Linsen saw the fat man come in, he said to him, "You take out the dog's blood and spray it, spray it evenly, and you have to force it out of its original form." ”

Seeing Dang Xiaowu at a glance, he was stunned, "What are you doing here?" ”

The fat man opened Mao Linsen's box and said, "She said that she was looking for something with you, and she was our customer." ”

Mao Linsen frowned and said, "I'll talk about it later, you go outside and wait." ”

The fat man took out a small watering can from the box and sprayed it in the room, Dang Xiaowu saw that it was dark red water, "This is black dog blood?" She asked.

The fat man nodded, "Yes, ghosts will leave footprints when they step on it." ”

The peachwood sword lay quietly in the open box, Dang Xiaowu reached out and picked up the sword and pulled it out, "Master Mao, I can help you, what do you want to do now?" ”

"Forced it out, wounded it, and took it." Mao Linsen took out something from his coat pocket, spread out his palm, and a piece of inky jade was in the palm of his hand.

The fat man had already squirted almost the dog's blood, and there was a faint layer of red everywhere in the living room. Dang Xiaowu saw the two of them standing in place and looked around vigilantly.

"If she doesn't move, won't you find her?" Dang Xiaowu said.

"Wang Zhicheng is here, it will move."

"What if, I mean, she wants to drill into Mr. Wang's body?" Dang Xiaowu said in a low voice.