Uncle Ming glanced at his phone.

"It's Cao Furong calling, what is this girl looking for me?"

He answered the phone for some reason, and an eager female voice came from the other end.

Cao Furong said eagerly: "Uncle Ming, I am in a bit of a hurry here, and I need you to do me a favor, and the money will definitely not be missing after the matter is completed." ”

"Let's talk about it briefly."

Uncle Ming was scheming and didn't agree directly, leaving himself a way back.

I can also guess his general idea.

The previous night burial caused too much trouble later, and it is estimated that there was a psychological shadow, so I was very careful to take this kind of work later, for fear of touching the taboo.

After all, people can't always be so lucky.

And after Cao Furong heard it, the girl was simple-minded and didn't think too much, just to understand the basic situation and prepare for the next action.

"When my father was alive, he used to have a good friend who knew him, and now the situation is very bad."

"It was the uncle's wife who contacted me and showed me his current picture, his cheeks are sunken, he is so thin that he has no shape, and it is said that he is confused all day long, and he doesn't care about people anymore."

"Auntie came to my father's funeral at the beginning, and I thought that Uncle Ming, you are more reliable, so I want you to take a look."

The words are complete, and the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't find anything wrong when he comes.

Uncle Ming was praised like this, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was proud, and he immediately patted his chest and agreed to it.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Uncle Li.

"Brother Li, your little grandson has woken up, as for Huang Xian'er's matter, don't spread it around, otherwise it will be easy to set yourself on fire, understand?"

"I don't dare to go out and talk nonsense!"

Uncle Li nodded like pounding garlic, and there was no perfunctory look in his eyes.

As a person who has witnessed Huang Xian'er's true identity, of course he knows how evil this thing is, and he doesn't dare to be nonsense for the sake of his own life or that of his little grandson.

After instructing this side, Uncle Ming waved and left with a few of us.

On the way back, the master lowered his head and thought about it.

"You and Adong go back to drive the tricycle, and the two of us will go back and get something for tying paper, maybe it will come in handy in a while, and we will meet at the entrance of the village in ten minutes."

"It's a deal."

After the two discussed, they took Ah Dong and me back to back.

When we returned to the shop, under the instructions of the master, we brought a large bundle of special white paper and several commonly used color paints, and went to the village entrance to wait for people.

Uncle Ming and Ah Dong also came very quickly, driving a small three-wheeler, carrying me and my master, and went straight to the county seat.

It was already evening, and the sky was getting darker, alternating between yin and yang.

The journey went smoothly and there were no accidents.

When we rushed to the outside of Jia's villa again, we found that Jia Furong was wandering back and forth at the door, her face was anxious.

She heard the commotion of the car, looked up and saw a few of us, jumped up in surprise and waved excitedly.

"I'm here!"

"Take us to the guy who saw the problem."

Uncle Ming didn't talk much nonsense, greeted him, and signaled that he could get in the car.

I directly reached out and pulled it, Jia Furong jumped up easily, sat next to me, and Adong, who was driving, twisted the handle and increased his horsepower to rush to the destination.

Along the way, it's inevitable that we'll talk about related topics.

A few of us also know more.

The guy who had the accident was called Zhao Deyou, who was in the real estate business, his family was very rich, he usually liked to collect antiques, and even bought a villa to place antiques.

He took in an old painting last month, and since then the whole person has started to be wrong.

According to Zhao Deyou's wife, this guy was bored in the study every day, looking at the ancient painting with fascination.

Anyone who touches it will be scolded!

At first, his wife didn't take this matter to heart, just thought that Zhao Deyou had received a satisfactory thing, but as time went by, his health deteriorated, and he began to cough up blood.

His wife finally couldn't sit still anymore and contacted Jia Furong.

Uncle Ming immediately had a judgment in his heart.

"Most of these antiques are definitely fine, but there are some of them that are very evil, and if they are not handled well, they may put their lives into it."

"So what should I do? When my father was alive, he had a good relationship with Uncle Zhao, and he treated me very well. ”

Jia Furong nervously clutched the corners of her clothes, crumpled.

Hearing this, I couldn't bear it and comforted a few words.

"Don't worry, Uncle Ming is very powerful, he will definitely be able to save your uncle, if you really can't do it, go to Uncle Chen, his ability is better than a few of us!"

"That's right."

After speaking, Jia Furong's mood really improved a lot.

After about half an hour, we finally came to the outside of a large villa.

The villa in the courtyard is a two-story small building, luxuriously decorated, and there is even a rockery and fish pond in the front yard, as well as a special flower room.

As soon as you look at this decoration arrangement, you can know that it is either rich or expensive.

As soon as the tricycle stopped, Jia Furong jumped down and pressed the doorbell eagerly.

Soon, an old man came out of it, who seemed to be the housekeeper of this villa, and after seeing Jia Furong outside the door, he behaved very respectfully.

"Miss Jia, please come in."

"Thank you, Fauber."

Jia Furong turned her head to look at the few of us and beckoned.

I had just taken a step forward, but when I saw Fauber's hesitant look and scrutinizing gaze, I suddenly stopped, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

At this time, Jia Furong in front of her turned around, looked around and saw that no one else was passing by, so she briefly described what happened.

After all, she is the eldest lady of the Jia family, and her status is there.

Once Fauber figured it out, he immediately took a few steps back and smiled apologetically.

"Several, I'm really sorry, I'm dizzy, I didn't recognize you as that kind of capable person, I was disrespectful just now, I hope you can understand."

"It's okay, we're not hypocritical, we don't care about that."

Uncle Ming waved his hand casually, indicating that he didn't care.

We didn't take this to heart, and walked into the villa with Jia Furong.

As soon as I entered the threshold, I saw a graceful and elegant woman sitting on the sofa in the living room, although she did not bring jewelry, but it gave people a sense of luxury, and that temperament was exuded from the inside out.

But the woman's complexion is not good.

The underside of the eyes is seriously bruised, and it looks like I haven't slept well for a long time.

"Aunt Liu! I brought people here. ”

Jia Furong pointed to a few of us not far behind her.

The woman surnamed Liu was named Liu Fang, glanced at the direction of her finger, and forced a smile, "Everyone, my husband's life is entrusted to a few of you, you must save him!" ”

Uncle Ming looked around with a heavy expression and said seriously.

"Where are the people? Take us to see, and what about the ancient painting? ”