Chapter 163: The Painter's Little Taoist (30)
"If you don't believe it, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist, you are lonely and unheard, and you don't have to come out and be embarrassed." Yan Ze moved slightly closer to Que Zhou's direction, blocking most of the man's unfriendly gaze.
The younger man looked very similar to the woman.
At first glance, it is a mother and child.
Another man, dressed in a suit, was the housekeeper of the family.
The hostess sat on the sofa, still looking like she hadn't come back to her senses, and the young master was angry with the master in the robe.
He immediately stood up, "Hello Ms. Que Zhou, we have talked online before, thank you very much for introducing your ...... to the old man"
"Brother." Que Zhou Road.
The housekeeper nodded, and his eyes looked back and forth on Yan Ze's body a few times.
The two of them didn't look alike at all, but it didn't matter, they could hear the ghost's cry clearly.
And after the screams, the originally cold living room has now become much warmer, and the sunlight outside the window seems to be able to penetrate in.
Regardless of whether he is a real master or not, at least he is better than those people he found before.
Thinking of this, the housekeeper showed a very sincere smile, and raised his hand to Yan Ze, "This master, I don't know ...... your law name?" ”
"If you don't have a law name, just call me Yan Ze."
"No legal name?" The housekeeper was a little surprised.
The few who came before were on a big shelf when they came, and the Dharma horns were louder than the other.
This young master doesn't even have a Dharma name?
Yan Ze frowned, "The Dharma name is a thing, you must cultivate a certain realm of the Dao to have it, and it must be given the name of an extremely powerful Dao master who has achieved positive results, I don't have that ability yet." ”
He said all over his face, how could you ask such a stupid question.
Little Sesame was scared in the space just now, but now she doesn't coil herself into a mosquito coil, and even thinks it's a little funny.
The young master of the family on the side seemed to have been poked.
Like a cannonball, he instantly scolded: "You don't have the ability, you have something, get out!! ”
Yan Ze glanced at Que Zhou, with an inquiry in his eyes.
At that moment, Que Zhou understood what Yan Ze meant, so she nodded.
A strange tacit understanding spread between the two, and he actually understood what Que Zhou understood what he meant.
It was like a sharp sword had been shot in my heart, it didn't hurt, but it was impressive enough.
So he raised his hand, and his thumb instantly pressed to the center of the man's eyebrows.
The other hand took a pen from the cloth bag, and the pen drew twice on his face, and then it emitted a golden light, and the light was so bright that the hostess and the housekeeper saw that something black seemed to be forced out from behind the man's back.
Yan Ze quickly let go of the man, pinched the magic trick with his other hand, and put the black thing into the rune paper.
At this moment, the hostess's face turned even paler, "Master.... Is that... What is it? ”
"That's anger, I just looked at the face of your young master, he should be a calm person, and he shouldn't be so disrespectful, so I concluded that your young master should have been violated by this anger, which will lead to moodiness."
The man who was arrogant and domineering just now fell straight down at this moment, looking very weak.
This made the hostess and housekeeper more confident in Yan Ze's ability.
The housekeeper gave a brief introduction to the situation at home.
The hostess's name is Chen Meixin, who spoke disrespectfully just now, and there is anger in her body, it is Chen Meixin's stepson.
Zhao Fucan, the son of the Zhao family, was in charge of the Zhao family, and he had a wife before, who had a good relationship and respected each other, but after giving birth to a child, he suddenly died of a serious illness every two years.
Chen Meixin only got married last year.
And the strange thing started after the Chinese New Year this year.
The Zhao family's business was originally thriving, but since the Chinese New Year this year, business has begun to have problems one after another, without warning.
As a result, Zhao Fucan has not been home for nearly half a year, and he has been busy with work.
And Mr. Zhao was a soldier in his early years, and his health has always been very good, but he suddenly started to be bad after the year.
There are also frequent strange things happening at home.
Several housekeepers also died.
One of them was what Que Zhou and Yan Ze saw just now.
The more the housekeeper spoke, the more terrifying he felt, "We have found a few masters before, but none of them can do it, let alone ghosts, Mao can't see it, and there is a group of people who were almost brushed by ghosts, we have always wanted to know what is going on, fortunately, Miss Que Zhou, you can help." ”
"It's not enough to help out, after all, Old Man Zhao is a person who really loves painting."
The housekeeper wiped his face, "The old man said that every time he sees your painting, he can sleep better, although I don't know why, but the old man said that I feel that there is a special thing in your painting that can resist that cold feeling, and the lady borrowed a painting to the room, and sure enough, it also has this effect, so I was cheeky and invited Miss Que Zhou, and Miss Que Zhou's younger brother is also very capable." ”
"Que Zhou..... My sister also has a certain aura, so the painting has aura, can resist the yin aura, but it is not a way for a long time, first take us to the old man's room to see, preliminary guess, it may be your opponent wants to suck away your luck, or more than this reason. ”
When the housekeeper heard this, his face turned pale.
He didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly took Que Zhou and Yan Ze to the old man's room.
The old man's room is the very center of the whole house.
The feng shui of this old house should have been very good, sitting north and facing south, especially the old man's room, the first light in the morning can directly fall on the bed through the window, which is very conducive to the old man's health.
But now, before I entered the door, there was a dead air lingering around the door, and besides the dead air, there was something else entangled with the dead air, enveloping the whole room.
Before the housekeeper could speak, Yan Ze and Que Zhou glanced at each other.
Que Zhou tugged at the butler's collar and pulled it back.
"Huh——! Yes! ——" The housekeeper screamed twice in horror, the first was panicked and frightened when he was suddenly dragged backwards, and the second was because Yan Ze raised his foot and kicked the door open!
The butler's eyes widened, and he didn't dare to move when he stood still.
"Butler, let's just wait here, my brother is very powerful, I can see that there is a terrible thing in there, if we go in, maybe we will be eaten all the way."
Que Zhou's voice was a little cold, and the housekeeper instantly had goosebumps all over his body, and he looked inside.
But he saw nothing but pitch black, and nothing else.
"Miss Que Zhou, he.... Can he do it? ”
"Naturally, it works." Que Zhou raised his eyes to look at the dark room, "I believe him." ”