。。。。。。 A day passed in a hurry, Zhang Fan stretched, stood up from the chair, picked up his mobile phone and walked downstairs.

It was already 19:41 p.m., because it was winter, and the sky was dark at 5 p.m.

The street outside the Maoshan incense candle shop is also lit up with bright street lights. There aren't a lot of pedestrians on this street, and I don't know why, and there are very few shops around.

Zhang Fan turned on his mobile phone and found that Du Jianhai still hadn't called him to inform him of the past, and when he saw this, he had to shake his head helplessly, thinking that the other party must be busy with something.

Zhang Fan told Liu Ying to take a good look at the store, and after saying that, he put down the roller shutter door and walked into the distance, he was going to have a meal, and by the way, he would go to Fuguihuating to see the situation of Chu Chu and Zhou Xiaojing.

In the winter night, the weather is cold, the temperature is low and frightening, and from time to time there is a biting cold wind, blowing on the face, and the people who are scraping hurt.

Zhang Fan put his hands in his pockets, looking at the neon lights on both sides of the street, feeling a little melancholy and lonely, and fell into a bitter silence.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and he is thinking about whether to go back to his hometown in Dujiang City for the New Year this year. His parents died early when he was a child, and he didn't have many relatives in his hometown, so he only had one cousin who was the village chief in his hometown.

Because his cousin is the head of the village, he can eat 100 meals in the village. Uncle Cousin treats him well, the money for his college is still funded and supported by him, and the New Year is usually spent at Uncle Cousin's house.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Fan smiled wryly, thinking that it was better to go back to his hometown for the New Year this year. Even if it is mixed up outside, it is actually not as good as the atmosphere of the hometown.

Zhang Fan exhaled a mouthful of turbid air in his chest, didn't think much about it, and then walked into the distance.

。。。。。 On the other side, there is a very famous five-star hotel in Dadong City. At this time, Du Jianhai and Zhang Xiongyu were sitting in a luxurious private room on the third floor, and opposite them, a bald middle-aged man wearing a black tunics was sitting.

This man has a round head and a round brain, and he is very fat, wearing gold and silver, and he is holding two walnuts in the shape of a red pulp in his left hand, and pinching his fingers to count something in his left hand.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes, the old god was there, his face was unfathomable, and he exuded an amazing aura all over his body, and he had a charm that no one should enter.

"How about Master Ma? What the hell is going on with my son? Zhang Xiongyu looked anxiously at the round-headed middle-aged man opposite.

"Gu Ma calculates that your son should have been kept up with dirty things, and it's not easy to keep up with his dirty things!" The middle-aged man, known as Master Ma, slowly opened his eyes, and a deep essence flashed.

"Huh?! Master Ma, you must save my son, if you can save my son, this reward is naturally not a problem! After listening to what Master Ma said, Zhang Xiongyu looked very excited and stood up directly from his seat.

"It's easy to say, after the meal, I'll go with you!" Hearing the word reward, Master Ma showed a bright smile on his face, and then picked up a mouthful of fatty mutton, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it with a big face.

Seeing this scene, Du Jianhai's eyes narrowed, feeling that this so-called Master Ma was more like a liar, so he hesitated again and again, but when Zhang Xiongyu was not paying attention, he sent a text message to Zhang Fan.

Don't look at Zhang Fan's youth, he has real skills in his hands. Last time, it was because of his shot that he got rid of the torture of the pen fairy and survived.

So this time, no matter what, I'm going to have to call him. In short, it's not wrong to have an extra guarantee.

After a long time, the meal was finally over. After spending 8,600 yuan, they walked out of the hotel.

Because of this dinner, Zhang Xiongyu drank some wine and did not dare to drive on the road, but threw his Mercedes-Benz key to Du Jianhai and asked him to drive.

Although helpless, Du Jianhai still smiled bitterly, took the key, and drove the Mercedes-Benz luxury car from the parking space in the distance.

To be honest, he rarely drives an automatic transmission car, and for an old driver like him, a manual transmission car is more interesting.

There was nothing to say all the way, and after about half an hour, Du Jianhai and the three finally came to Zhang Xiongyu's community.

His residence is not a separate villa, but is located in a wealthy area of Dadong City. This rich area is very large, and the people who live here are basically some big people with heads and faces in Dadong City.

As the chairman of a well-known listed company, he is naturally worth a lot of money and is qualified to live here.

Parking the car in the spacious parking lot outside the wealthy area, Zhang Xiongyu walked in front to guide Master Ma.

Master Ma is a fortune-telling master in Dadong City who specializes in showing people feng shui to exorcise evil spirits. In normal times, he usually looks like a big boss or something, but whenever he encounters bad luck, or moves to see feng shui or something, he will come to him to have a look.

In the luxurious rich area, luxury cars can be seen everywhere, and there are even many old people with old faces, hugging two tall and beautiful women in their arms, and hurrying through the street affectionately.

Seeing this scene, Du Jianhai was extremely envious in his heart, and he became even more impatient to climb the relationship with Zhang Xiongyu.

He also wants to become very rich and move to this rich area to live well over the addiction of being rich. Not only did he look like this, but even Master Ma on the side was also hot, obviously also envious.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally stopped in front of a huge luxurious house.

This is Zhang Xiongyu's home. Pushing open the towering fence iron gate and walking into it, Du Jianhai was even more envious, because this courtyard was very grand and luxurious, brightly lit, and even the floor tiles of the courtyard were placed with dazzling floor lamps.

The floor lamps flickered, illuminating the entire courtyard as if it were daytime.

"Master Ma, please, my son, it's in the bedroom!" Zhang Xiongyu smiled and looked very humble, and said to Master Ma.

He only has such a son, if he has three longs and two shorts, how can he live in the future. So no matter what, no matter how much you pay, you must let Master Ma cure your son.

Following in the footsteps of Zhang Xiongyu, they finally came to the second floor. Zhang Xiongyu's son is in the room on the second floor.

But before he could push open the bedroom door, Master Ma's face was instantly solemn, and his steps involuntarily took a step back, and cold sweat overflowed on his forehead.

"What's wrong with Master Ma?" Seeing that Master Ma's face was not very good-looking, Zhang Xiongyu asked suspiciously.

"No。。。。。。 It's okay! Master Ma waved his hand with a smile.

"Oh!" Zhang Xiongyu nodded thoughtfully, but he didn't think deeply, and was about to raise his hand to push open the bedroom door, but the moment he pushed the door, he was stopped by Master Ma with his hand.

"Master Ma?!" Zhang Xiongyu called Master Ma.

"Stand back, there's dirt in here, and if you open the door rashly, something very bad may happen!" Master Ma motioned for Zhang Xiongyu and the others to step back, and then slowly came to the bedroom door by himself, gently pushed open a crack in the door, and looked inside.

Seeing that Master Ma's actions were so cautious, a trace of uneasiness rose in Du Jianhai's heart. If there really are any ghosts inside, it may also be a very terrifying kind, otherwise how can this master of the horse be so vigilant.

Thinking of this, Du Jianhai's heart was pounding, and he said to Zhang Xiongyu, I want to go out to make a call, so I hurriedly went downstairs and left.

Zhang Xiongyu looked at Du Jianhai's back as he left, his brows furrowed slightly. This old Du Ke is really unrighteous, as soon as he said that there was something dirty, he was scared away on the spot.

If you are so timid, I won't take you to play next time. After complaining in a whisper, Zhang Xiongyu withdrew his gaze and looked at Master Ma nervously.

It is indeed as Du Jianhai guessed, Master Ma is full of nervousness at this moment, and even a little retreating in his heart.

There are indeed ghosts in this bedroom, and they are still very vicious, and it can even be described as a big murderer.

Although he had dealt with powerful ghosts before, the degree of those ghosts was not as terrifying as the one in it.

Master Ma's eyes looked through the crack in the door, and he saw a woman wearing a long white dress and a disheveled hair, standing strangely at the head of the bed, she stared at a pair of dead fish eyes, her eyes were full of resentment, as if she was going to eat the person sleeping on the bed alive.

As if sensing someone peeping outside the door, the woman in the white dress, with her head rotated one hundred and sixty degrees, looked at it directly.

At this moment, Master Ma and the woman in the white dress met their eyes.

"Not good!" Master Ma looked at the other party's eyes, secretly said no, and subconsciously closed the door.

He can't deal with this female ghost, Ma De, he really can't deal with it. If you can't beat it, if you face it head-on, you definitely have to finish.

It's going to be over。。。。。。 If you want to finish, you have to run。。。。。 Gotta run! Master Ma took a deep breath, only to feel that his mouth was dry, and he glanced at Zhang Xiongyu on the side, looking a little embarrassed.

Ma De, if I didn't have you, Zhang Xiongyu by my side, I would have run away early, why bother to pretend to be fat here with a swollen face.

What kind of evil did this Zhang Xiongyu's son do, and he was followed home by such a terrifying ghost.

"How is the master, is there a way?" Zhang Xiongyu saw that Master Ma's face was ugly, and couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"Don't panic, this dirty thing is not powerful, I have my own way to deal with it!" Master Ma put his hands in his pockets and said with disdain on his face, but what no one saw was that his hands were trembling uncontrollably in his pockets.

There's a way to deal with a fart, I think she's pretty much the same as she's dealing with me. If you can't beat it, you have to run. The wind is tight, and it is!

"Ahem! I came here in a bit of a hurry this time, I didn't bring any magic weapons to ward off evil spirits, you can let me go back and get it! Of course, you don't have to enter the room during this time, or I won't be able to save you if something happens! Master Ma thought for a moment, thought of a reason to get out, hurriedly put down such a sentence, and went downstairs without looking back.

When he came to the first floor, Master Ma glanced upstairs with his residual vision, and when he saw that Zhang Xiongyu did not follow him downstairs, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly ran wildly, like a gust of wind, and ran out of the door in an instant.

Don't look at his rich face, big shoulders and round waist, in fact, his skills are extremely agile. As soon as he ran out of the door, he saw Du Jianhai talking on the phone in the yard, and his words were full of flattery.

And the moment he saw Du Jianhai, Master Ma immediately turned into walking, pretending to be calm, and then took out two walnuts from his pocket in a decent manner, held them in his hands, and kept coiling them, looking relaxed and unfathomable.

"I need to go back and get a magic weapon and come back later." Master Ma said hello to Du Jianhai, and walked out of the door stiffly.

The moment he walked out of the door, he immediately put the walnuts in his pocket, took a big breath of air, and continued to run desperately.

Hurry up, hurry up, it's so scary here, I'm going to get out of here. Master Ma is a very good-looking person, even if he pees his pants in fear, he can't let the people around him see it.

Otherwise, he will be seen as a joke and lose face. As the saying goes, the head can be broken, the blood can be shed, and the face cannot be lost.

As soon as he ran out, Master Ma saw a young man with his hands in his pockets walking out coldly from the side, almost colliding with him.

Seeing this, Master Ma scolded, don't you have long eyes, so he left angrily, without any intention of staying at all.

After he left, the young man was a little confused, and replied that there was something wrong, and walked towards Zhang Xiongyu's luxurious big house.

After coming to the open gate, Du Jianhai came out of the courtyard with an excited face.

"Master Zhang, you're here!" Du Jianhai said with a smile.

"As soon as you message me, I'll be here!"

"Hmm。。。。。。 It's pretty big here, and I just got lost。。。。。。 "This young man is none other than Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan followed Du Jianhai into the courtyard.

"Master Ma left in a hurry just now, saying that he was going back to get the magic weapon, in fact, I think he should have been scared away, to be honest, this is not bad, it is just right for you to show your skills, and the credit will not be snatched away by this Master Ma!" Du Jianhai thought of Master Ma who had just left, and he didn't like him very much.

This Master Ma is not familiar with him, and if he really drives away the ghosts that harass Zhang Xiongyu's son, his wishful thinking will come to naught.

If you want to firmly hug Zhang Xiongyu's thighs, it's difficult. So no matter what, Master Ma's departure is a good thing.

"Master Zhang, please follow me!" With that, Du Jianhai led Zhang Fan towards the second floor. Zhang Fan was not polite.

You must know that if you can solve this supernatural event, you will get a reward of 1 million. After all, who can't get along with money.