I was worried that they would have infinite reverie, so I didn't tell them the truth, but just said that they thought about it day and dreamed at night, and told them not to care.

Although the two didn't understand why the dream was the same, after all, it was not the point to solve this matter, so it was over.

Ms. Ho asked me if I had figured out everything about last night. What do you need to do next?

I told them that things had been figured out and that there was a way to do it.

However, before you can solve the problem, you need to talk to them about the cost.

The two of them nodded naturally and motioned for me to speak.

According to the cost of normal casting, at least 40,000 soft girl coins are required. Although Master Azan was not present, this rule cannot be broken, otherwise, there will be no principles in the future and indiscriminate bidding.

So, I told them that the cost of casting a spell to exorcise evil spirits was 40,000 yuan, and if the spell failed, only 5,000 yuan would be charged.

I don't like to talk too much, which also leaves room for myself, and if I can't figure it out, there is something to say.

Mr. He, they have also invited a lot of people to see things, and naturally they understand the reason. However, this time they kept an eye on it, saying that there was no problem with the money, but they would not have to wait until the spell was thoroughly explained.

I also said OK.

After breakfast, I took Mr. He out of the door and asked him if the Pency Cemetery was far from here?

Mr. He was very puzzled and asked me what I was looking for at Binxi Cemetery?

I told him that the male yin spirit in the house was buried there, and that it was also the place where the spell was cast, so he had to go there first to confirm the information, so as to save the time to catch the blind.

Mr. He was even more puzzled and asked me how I knew.

I half-jokingly said, "I'm going to say that the male yin spirit took the initiative to tell me, do you believe it?" ”

Mr. He did not speak, but it was not difficult to see from his expression. He didn't believe it.

Without much explanation, I waved down a taxi on the side of the road and rushed to Pennsey Cemetery.

It's about an hour to the west.

On the whole, this cemetery is relatively dilapidated, and it feels like it is about to be deserted, and there is only one man in his sixties who works inside.

Walking up, I asked the old man, is there a person named Zheng Tong buried here?

The uncle didn't answer immediately, but looked at the two of us and asked who we were from Zheng Tong?

I told a little lie, saying that Zheng Tong's former colleague, Zheng Tong was good to us when he was working, and this time he happened to pass by, and remembered that he was buried here, so I came to pay respects.

The uncle sighed and said, "It's been several years, and I finally saw someone come to worship him." ”

I was puzzled: "Doesn't Zheng Tong have a family?" ”

"Family? The family is dead. The uncle said in a helpless tone.

This made me even more confused, and after questioning, I learned that Zheng Tong was also a hard-working person.

Zheng Tong only has his parents, but he died more than ten years ago, and he has been working alone since then.

I finally found a girlfriend and bought a house, thinking that I was going to start a new life, but I never expected that I was seriously ill, suddenly died, and died.

Her girlfriend sold the house and left the city, and no one came to worship his grave.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Tong's experience was even worse than I imagined, and I finally understood why he kept staying in that house and didn't leave.

I asked the uncle to take us to Zheng Tong's cemetery to have a look.

The uncle also readily agreed.

When I arrived at the place, I found that Zheng Tong's tomb was quite clean and there were no weeds, so I asked the uncle if he helped deal with it?

The uncle nodded and said that in general, he would help clean up the weeds in the tombs that no one worshipped, and sometimes, he would put some tribute for them, otherwise it would be too pitiful.

I looked at the date of birth and death of Zheng Tong on the tombstone, and I couldn't help but feel a little sorry.

Born on July 9, 1972 and died on July 8, 2012, at the age of 40, he was the age to shine, but he lost his life.

However, life is like this, I don't know which will come first, tomorrow or the accident.

Mr. He and I bowed three times in front of Zheng Tong's tombstone and left the cemetery.

After leaving, Mr. He asked me if this matter was over.

I said that this was just the beginning, and as I spoke, I flagged down a taxi and told me to go straight to the funeral supply store.

Mr. Ho also seemed to understand something.

Soon, I found a very large one.

Actually, I was very unfamiliar with funeral supplies, and the boss also saw our thoughts, so he came over and asked us if we were in the funeral hall? Or is it a thing?

As soon as I heard it, I knew that this boss was very professional.

It's good not to hide it, telling it is going to break things.

The boss took us to the shelves inside, saying that these things in the back are all used for, food, clothing, housing and transportation, everything.

I asked him if he had a house? Preferably a villa.

The boss said very confidently: "Yes, and it is also with a room book, as long as the name and date of birth are sketched, you can use it by burning it, but this thing is too Taiwan, not in the store, if you need it, you can show you the picture first." ”

As he spoke, the boss handed me the phone very enthusiastically.

When I picked up my mobile phone and looked at it, I didn't expect the price to be so expensive, and a villa would cost thousands.

I asked Mr. Ho what his opinion was.

Although Mr. He was distressed, if he could solve the problem, he would admit it.

I chose a villa and chose a lot of supporting things, refrigerators, washing machines, color TVs, cars and everything.

Mr. He also paid happily.

The boss asked us where we were going to pull things?

I said, send it to Pennsey Cemetery before eight o'clock tonight.

Before leaving, Mr. He suddenly looked at the two paper women in a daze, and I asked him what was wrong?

Mr. He said that since his girlfriend has left him, why don't we give him another girlfriend?

Soon, I also understood the meaning, he must be afraid that Zheng Tong's yin spirit would continue to haunt his wife.

In view of the fact that we bought a lot of things, the owner of the funeral site was also very generous and said to send us two directly.

After dinner, we came to the Binxi Cemetery again, bought some things for the uncle, and thanked him for taking care of Zheng Tong's tomb for many times.

Then I told the uncle about what we were going to do, we needed to burn some things for Zheng Tong, and let him enjoy all the things he hadn't enjoyed in his life.

Soon, the owner of the funeral parlor drove two cars and sent all our things over, but fortunately the cemetery was big enough, otherwise even a villa would not have fitted.

When the villa got out of the car, I found that it was bigger than the house where the uncle stayed!

Mr. Ho beckoned the man to unload the goods while counting the quantity.

Soon after the list was completed, Mr. He walked up to the funeral parlor owner and asked, "Aren't you going to send two women with paper ties?" Why didn't you see any of them? ”

The funeral parlor owner smiled and said, "Look here."