Just when Boss Zhao took out a gray porcelain bowl from the basket and was about to hand it to the boy.

Suddenly, I saw that the young man was wearing a brocade robe with a silk texture, and the starting price of this kind of clothes was a few dozen taels.

Looking at the young man wearing gold and silver copper coins and ornaments on his shoulders, and a silver sword pinned to his waist, coupled with the young man's delicate appearance and ruddy complexion, there is an obvious difference between him and the refugees, just like standing out from the crowd, Boss Zhao suddenly tightened his brows and drove the young man like a fly.

"We are here to give porridge to the disaster-stricken almsgiving, your kid has a whole body of hundreds of taels of silver, and you still came here to eat, do you want to be ashamed?"

That's it.

The old woman in line behind the young man couldn't help urging: "Young man, if you are curious to drink porridge, I will share half a bowl with you in a while, don't stand in the way in front of you, my grandson is still waiting for dinner." ”

"I'm not here for porridge."

The young man twisted a step to the side, and after getting out of the way, he smiled at Boss Zhao.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the boy's body, making his smile seem to be plated with a layer of golden light.

Boss Zhao waved his hand again with disgust: "If you are not here to drink porridge, just stand aside, which family's son are you, are you lost or what, I will send you home to eat your big fish and meat, don't delay other people's work here." ”

Originally, the young man still thought that Boss Zhao was a person who sold his reputation and reputation.

But seeing that Boss Zhao was quite kind-hearted, his right hand, hidden in his wide-sleeved robe, replaced the porcelain bottle that fell in his hand with a bottle.

The original porcelain vase was intended to use Boss Zhao to control Boss Zhao's body.

In this way, Boss Zhao's family's wealth and power can be used by him.

But he reversed his decision.

decided to show mercy once, and only let Boss Zhao let this blood go this time, and donate 10,000 taels of silver to let this person go.

"I have something I want to talk to Boss Zhao about alone."

The boy smiled mysteriously.

Boss Zhao, who had just finished serving porridge to the old woman, raised his head, and when he saw his pretentious performance, he frowned again: "Whose child are you kid, don't you see that I'm busy?" ”

If it weren't for the fact that this kid was dressed richly, he would have let his subordinates drag him away.

It's really full and idle, and I don't know that others are hungry and panicked.

In the face of Boss Zhao's dislike, the young man still smiled, and seeing that Boss Zhao didn't know the current affairs, he took the opportunity to say loudly: "Boss Zhao, have you often felt pain in your left shoulder recently, and your neck is stiff, as if something is lying on you." ”

Crash.

Boss Zhao's hand shook, the rice porridge in the spoon fell into the porridge bucket, and the left shoulder, which was already sore, seemed to be jumping and hurting even more after hearing the young man's words.

Seeing this, the personal servant hurriedly helped Boss Zhao to cross the porridge bucket and walked in front of the young man, Boss Zhao looked at the young man again, and asked curiously: "Are you Langzhong?" ”

"Nope."

The corners of the boy's lips are slightly hooked, which makes it even more mysterious.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know what's on your stomach."

Hearing this, Boss Zhao's face changed drastically.

His shoulder started hurting a month ago, and when it hurt so badly, he couldn't even sleep.

He deliberately went to the hospital to see Lang Zhong, saying that it was caused by him always staying in the flower room with ice in the autumn, and gave him a few pairs of plasters, saying that it was just paste.

It's just that the plaster has been applied for half a month, and it hasn't improved for a long time, and he still thinks that when the disaster relief is over, he will have the opportunity to go to Ningfu and ask Boss Ning to take him to visit Master Hua in Zhangjiazhuang to help take a look.

When I saw this young man at this time, I just looked at myself, and I said about his shoulder, and said that there was something on his stomach, which made Boss Zhao think that every year during the Midyear Festival, he had to avoid it, but this year he was busy with business and had been running around, could it be that he bumped into something dirty at that time?

Thinking of this, Boss Zhao glanced at the people around him who were worried about him, and laughed dryly: "I still have something to do, everyone continue to drink rice porridge, don't worry about me, I'll take this little brother to talk about some personal matters first." ”

As he spoke, Boss Zhao looked like two brothers, and reached out to put him on the young man's shoulder.

As soon as he touched the young man's shoulder, there was a sharp numbness in his shoulder, which made him scream "sigh", and frightened the child who was holding a bowl next to him to receive the porridge, and directly threw the gap bowl in his hand to the ground.

Fortunately, there is no porridge in the bowl, otherwise this time, it will affect many people.

Seeing this, Boss Zhao begged the young man: "Little brother, let's go talk elsewhere?" ”

"Right here, there are a lot of people here, and the soul on your body is easier to deal with, if you go elsewhere, I'm afraid it will be more troublesome."

Revenant?!

Hearing these two words, even if he was holding Boss Zhao's personal servant, he felt that the hairs all over his body stood up, not to mention Boss Zhao himself, he shivered directly, and suddenly felt that his shoulders hurt even more, as if someone was holding and dragging them down.

The young man looked at Boss Zhao's reaction coldly.

It was indeed that when Boss Zhao contacted him, he used drugs to do tricks, but Boss Zhao's big reaction can only show that Boss Zhao is a person who is afraid of death, which expands the fear in his heart.

Very good.

In this way, it will be more conducive to his actions.

"Ouch! It hurts me! Help me! ”

Boss Zhao broke free from the support of his personal servant, hugged his left shoulder with his right hand, and stumbled towards the boy.

"Master, help me, I feel like I'm about to run out of breath!"

That's because I used powder.

The young man watched Boss Zhao ask for help from him, and then saw that the people around him became frightened because of Boss Zhao's strange behavior, and knew that it was time for him to take action.

"Boss Zhao, do you know where the soul on your body came from?"

Facing the teenager's question, Boss Zhao was at a loss.

Is there really a ghost haunting him?

"The master clearly sees that although I, Zhao, am greedy for money, I never harm people's lives, this ghost must have found the wrong person!"

Boss Zhao felt both aggrieved and wronged.

It's not good for this revenant to haunt him, and I don't know if the master can drive it away and send it into the eighteenth layer of hell.

"Don't be afraid, this dead soul came across the ocean because he knew that Boss Zhao was kind and helpful, so he attached himself to your body and wanted to ask you to raise money for its relatives, otherwise, the pain on your shoulder should be healed seven days ago."

The meaning of being healed seven days ago means that the soul of the dead was possessed in recent days.

In addition, it is said that the souls of the dead have crossed the ocean and raised donations from relatives.

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, Boss Zhao blurted out: "What is attached to me is the ghost of the Japanese people?" ”

"Exactly."

Hearing the young man's affirmative reply, Boss Zhao was annoyed.

If it weren't for the presence of so many people, he would have scolded a long time ago.

The soul of your widow is not attached to your own people, so you are looking for someone to donate money and food nearby, what kind of trouble is it to come so far to Jinling to find him?

Just because he's a philanthropist?

Then he will only give alms to Daxing people, and even he just wants to give alms to his hometown and get a good reputation...... Ouch, no, thinking about it like this, my shoulder hurt even more, and it hurt so much that Boss Zhao wanted to take his shoulder off.

"Masters save me, save me!"

"Boss Zhao, it's not that I don't want to save you, but I can only cross it, and if you want to cross it, you still need Boss Zhao to promise it a condition."