Facing Liu Yunyan, who had turned into a ghost, Huang Mao was directly frightened, sitting on the ground with trembling legs, and urine flowed down the trouser tube.

A guy like Huang Mao, who only dares to pinch soft persimmons, will only be able to run away with feces and urine, and he won't even have the strength to escape.

Just when Liu Yunyan's resentment gradually arose, and he was about to kill someone, I dodged out of hiding and shouted at Liu Yunyan, "Don't be impulsive!"

"You're just an ownerless soul now, if you return to your body, you still have a chance to return to yang!"

"Do you want to kill Huang Mao, and then become a psychopath for the rest of your life, plus a lonely ghost?"

Because of absorbing the Yuanyang in Huang Mao's body, Liu Yunyan is now a lot calmer.

She stared blankly at me for a moment, then the anger in her eyes disappeared and gradually turned into a peaceful posture.

I asked, "Do you remember that there was an old man named Sun Tanzhi?"

"Yes." Liu Yunyan nodded sneeringly, "That old man is a good man, when I was almost killed, he saved me and paid me for medical expenses."

"I am a friend of Sun Tanzhi, and I specially sent your remnant soul back to my body."

As I spoke, I opened the origami gourd that temporarily contained the soul, "Go in, I'll help you settle the yellow hair matter."

Ghosts are much purer than people, and Liu Yunyan can probably feel my kindness, so he turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared into the origami gourd.

I put the gourd close to my body and prepared to leave.

Murphy grabbed me and said angrily, "You promised Liu Yunyan that you would help her settle the matter of Huang Mao, why do you have to leave now?"

"I didn't say I couldn't finish it."

I turned around and shouted at Huang Mao, who was squatting on the ground and vomiting, "Hey, did you vomit? If you don't follow me again, beware of a lonely ghost who wants your life!"

"Master, don't leave me, I'll come!"

After vomiting all the food in his stomach, Huang Mao walked a lot more easily.

When he went downstairs, his eyes were full of gratitude, "Master, it's really thanks to you that you saved me from that *** hand today!"

"*** like her, she is the dregs of society when she is alive, and she will harm people when she dies, you must beat that *** to the ground."

Murphy gasped for breath in anger, and if I hadn't pressed her shoulder, I guess I wouldn't have been able to resist rushing up and beating Huang Mao.

I stared at Huang Mao for a long time, and suddenly I felt that something was wrong.

This guy's female door is red, the door of life is white, it belongs to the life of petty theft, cowardly as a mouse, and he is not an outlaw at all.

People like this have the heart to kill people and take money, but they don't have the courage.

Who gave him the courage?

"Don't move!"

Huang Mao stood in place, I circled around him, and I was surprised to find that there was a wisp of evil in his chest!

I reached out and grabbed it, and pulled a snake tooth from his neck that was threaded with a red rope.

On the snake's teeth, there are dense incantations inscribed, a bit like the words of the Southern Xinjiang Witch Gu, because it is too old, I can't discern the doorway.

But I know what this thing does, it can disturb people's spirits and make people angry.

I asked, "Where did this thing come from?" Look at the book

Huang Mao: "About a month ago, I came here to look for a young lady and met a strange old lady."

"The old lady gave me this snake tooth, saying that it would keep me rich. Actually, I didn't believe it, but I accepted it without asking for money."

"She also said that there are many young ladies in the Splendid Imperial Garden, and I got 30,000 yuan from a chick that night."

Speaking of this, Huang Mao smiled, "Master, *** has lost a chicken woman, which can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people."

"You!"

Murphy raised his fist to hit someone, but I pressed him back.

I took out a piece of talisman paper and handed it to Huang Mao, "Write your birth date on it, maybe I can help you resolve the sin on your body."

I guess I think

I saved him just now, and Huang Mao didn't hesitate at all, and wrote down his birthday with a whoosh.

I chanted a mantra in my mouth, rubbed my fingers lightly, and the rune paper turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into thin air.

Huang Mao gave me a thumbs up, "Dao Chief, can you teach me how to play, I won't need a lighter to smoke in the future."

Instead of answering, I asked, "You've been drinking all afternoon, and you've not eaten anything, are you hungry?"

From the time he went downstairs, Huang Mao's stomach rumbled.

He smiled embarrassedly, "I really let the master say, I'm hungry."

"It's okay, I'll treat you to dinner."

I grabbed a handful of dirt and sprinkled a little on the yellow hair's head, and then sprinkled the rest on his left and right shoulders.

The earth belongs to yin, which just extinguished the three yang fires on Huang Mao's body.

In addition, he had just poured out Yuan Yang with the ghost, and his body was filled with yin qi at this moment, and he was like a walking corpse in the ghostly unfinished building.

I said, "You just look in a random direction, keep going, and the first restaurant you come across is where we're going to eat."

"The master is worthy of being a master, and he is so particular about finding a place to eat."

After Huang Mao patted my ass, he couldn't wait to move forward.

Later, Murphy was so angry that he pinched my arm, "Zhuge Qianlong, are you in the water!" If you don't send goods like this to the bureau, you still have to invite him to dinner!?"

"Men and women don't kiss, don't move your hands and feet, otherwise Fuyao will be unhappy."

I pushed Murphy away in disgust, "I do things for my own reasons, not for you to be a little bodyguard who can dictate things."

"Makes sense! If you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, my aunt and grandmother will quit!"

Just as Murphy and I were arguing, Huang Mao pointed to the alley in front of him in surprise, "Master, there is a 'Jiu'er private restaurant's private cuisine here, it looks good, should we try it?"

"Okay, you go in first, and I'll be there later."

"Okay!"

At this time, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and it was completely dark.

The dark and narrow alley in front of him was shrouded in the miasma of the night, and the cold bluestone slabs reflected the moonlight, making it look more and more cold and desolate.

The dilapidated water tanks, the mottled moss in the corners, the rusty door locks, and the creaking wooden doors with the cold wind blowing through them all tell the story of the deserted and deserted street.

But at the end of this street, a wooden two-story building suddenly appeared, and a few big characters were written on the archway at the door - Jiu'er Private Dishes!

The bright red lantern under the archway seemed to be soaked in blood, turning the mist into a faint pink.

When Murphy walked here, he shuddered coldly, "Hidden Dragon, I'm ...... I always feel like something is wrong here?"

"When we came, we didn't see this private restaurant."