After listening to the stories of these two ghosts, I really have a big head.

The person who found the fourth uncle is said to have been a Mr. Yin and Yang in the past, but later he was blind and lame because of too many leaks, and his son and daughter-in-law also died in a car accident, leaving only a little grandson who was less than one year old.

Since the death of his son and daughter-in-law, this Mr. Yin and Yang has been washing his hands and not doing this business.

Instead, he left the big city with his wife and returned to his hometown to live with his grandson.

I don't know much about Mr. Yin and Yang.

But there's one common sense I still know.

That is, those who can do Mr. Yin and Yang are widowed, widowed, lonely, lonely, and disabled, or the three deficiencies in life: money, life, and power.

To put it bluntly, it is destined to be lonely and lonely all his life, either without a father or mother, or a wife, a child, or something incomplete in the body, but you can see and touch the yin and yang line.

I don't know which kind of Mr. Yin and Yang belongs to.

It looks like it's probably Kezi, and there is no parent-child fate.

But if it is said that people have no parent-child fate, they even have grandchildren.

But if it weren't for Kezi, it wouldn't explain the death of his son and daughter-in-law.

Don't tell me it's a coincidence.

There aren't so many coincidences in this world.

Too many coincidences put together, that's not a coincidence!

This time, Mr. Yin Yang begged the fourth uncle here, but it was not because his family had not been peaceful recently.

Even if this Mr. Yin and Yang has washed his hands anymore.

But what he did before couldn't be written off because he didn't do it anymore.

Once when he was Mr. Yin and Yang, many ghosts and ghosts shy away from him.

Now that he has collected the mountain, he has naturally found all the causes and effects that have been formed because of all kinds of things.

It's time for the annual ghost door to open again.

Mr. Yin and Yang is okay, the little grandson is a boy, and the yang is prosperous.

It is the age when the sky is not afraid of the earth, not only is he not afraid of those things that scare him, but he also makes faces at others to scare each other.

It's safe and sound.

But the old lady is old, her body is not as good as before, and women are naturally yin and heavy, so they naturally become the best target for those ghosts.

The old lady slept lightly and slept lightly.

In the middle of the night, I heard someone crying in my outhouse, and the ears of the elderly people were somewhat back.

She didn't quite know who was crying.

Subconsciously thought it was the little grandson who was sleeping next door crying, so he quickly put on his clothes and dragged his shoes off the kang.

Unexpectedly, when I opened the door, I saw a thin figure dressed in linen and filial piety, squatting at the door.

The dry figure was draped in white linen, and when he saw the door of the room open, he looked up coldly and met the old lady who came out.

The old lady was so frightened that she fainted.

When I woke up, I was a little crazy, and I kept babbling, repeating, "Take me if you want to!" Spare my little grandchildren."

The old lady would not say anything else but that.

Even when she said this, the old lady was still not sober.

Mr. Yin Yang originally wanted to handle this matter by himself, but now he has washed his hands and stopped touching this business.

If you do it yourself, you will be a taboo, and if you don't get it right, you will die.

Originally, he and his wife were left at home to take care of their grandson, but now his wife is already like this, and he still needs someone to take care of him.

The grandson is still young, if he has three longs and two shorts, the grandchildren will not live long.

"How much did my fourth uncle ask for someone?"

I don't believe that my fourth uncle will not charge anyone because the other party is pitiful.

"What kind of money?"

"Back then, Qin Huailin was also half an apprentice, not to mention that he also saved Qin Huailin's life several times!"

Like a little gangster, he turned his ghost upwards with his ghostly eyes

I flipped it, but I didn't turn it over well, and my eyes couldn't go up or down.

I didn't plan to deal with this male ghost, but this ghost really doesn't talk to the sky.

It's too annoying to have something to say well.

"How did you die?"

I yawned lazily.

Isn't it just that it's not fun to find someone?

It's not easy to be a good person these days, but it's too simple to be a person.

"Huh?"

The gangster-looking male ghost didn't understand what I meant.

"Don't be angry, little gentleman, he's young and careless, and he doesn't have a doorkeeper in his mouth."

The middle-aged male ghost seemed to notice something, and hurriedly floated over to play the round.

"You know I can do aura, right?"

I didn't give the middle-aged male ghost a look, I just looked at the little gangster who looked like a male ghost, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but a cold flashed in his eyes.

I'm not a troublemaker, but if things happen to me, I'm definitely not one to be afraid.

This little gangster seems to be a male ghost, and he has been constantly yin and yang since he appeared.

Even if I don't care about the squeeze outside the words, I don't have much respect for my fourth uncle, and even has a contempt that he didn't even notice.

This is not an ordinary ghost.

I don't care what the hell has been through, what opportunities he has.

Usually I fight with my fourth uncle, but I still respect him from the bottom of my heart.

"Little Mister ......"

The middle-aged male ghost wanted to speak and stopped.

I glanced at the middle-aged male ghost, who should have been forty or fifty years old when he died, and looked like he had crawled around in society.

"You've been calling me all the time, what do you know?"

I asked bluntly, the middle-aged male ghost was stunned for a moment, glanced at the little gangster male ghost and closed his mouth.

"The fourth uncle also gave you money to do things, right?"

I don't mean to say this without purpose.

The fourth uncle is very rigid in some things, and often says that he can be sorry for people, but he must not be sorry for ghosts.

You can't owe a debt to a ghost.

After all, they are all dead, and even they themselves don't know when they will be reincarnated.

Sometimes you owe a ghost, and you may not know which life you will have the opportunity to pay it back.

The middle-aged male ghost nodded silently.

"Since you are also paid to do things, where do you have the qualifications to stand at the highest moral point to point fingers?"

I laughed.

You don't have to live long to see yourself and take yourself too seriously.

"Didn't you just say that my fourth uncle confiscated the money. Volunteer to help?"

I pulled out a ghost exorcism charm from my pants pocket, and when I finished speaking, an exorcism charm snapped and threw it at the little gangster male ghost.

The little thug saw my hand come out of my pants pocket.

Then something flew towards him with something that dispersed the yin qi on his body.

As the thing got closer and closer, his soul body became weaker and weaker, and even instinctively shouted to dodge.

But the soul body was involuntarily sucked in with the talisman flying from the opposite side, like a magnet.