Just when Boss Zhao took out a gray porcelain bowl from the basket and was about to hand it to the boy.
Suddenly he saw that the young man was wearing silk brocade clothes, and the starting price of a set of this kind of clothes was dozens of taels.
Look at the young man wearing gold and silver coins and accessories on his shoulders, and a silver sword on his waist. In addition, the young man has a delicate appearance and a rosy complexion. He is obviously different from the refugees and victims. He is like standing out from the crowd. Boss Zhao. Zi frowned and shooed the boy away like a fly.
"We are here to provide porridge to the victims. You have hundreds of taels of silver in your body, and you still come here to eat. How shameless are you?"
Once you say this.
The old woman in line behind the boy couldn't help but urge: "Young man, if you are curious and come to drink porridge, I will give you half a bowl later, please don't block the road in front of me, okay? My grandson is still waiting for dinner." .”
"I'm not here to drink porridge."
The young man took a step to the side, got out of the way, and smiled at Boss Zhao.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the young man's body, making his smile seem to be coated with a layer of golden light.
Boss Zhao waved his hand again in disgust: "If you are not here to drink porridge, please stand aside. Which family are you from? Are you lost or something? I will send a servant to take you home to eat your big fish and meat." Go, don’t waste other people’s time here.”
Originally, the young man thought that Boss Zhao was a person who was seeking fame and reputation.
But seeing that Boss Zhao was still kind-hearted, he replaced the porcelain bottle that fell in his hand with his right hand hidden in his wide sleeve robe.
The original porcelain bottle was intended to take advantage of Boss Zhao's appearance to control Boss Zhao's body.
In this way, the wealth and power of Boss Zhao's family can be used by him.
But he changed his mind.
He decided to be merciful and only let Boss Zhao bleed this time. He donated 10,000 taels of silver and let this person go.
"I have something I want to talk to Boss Zhao alone."
The young man showed a mysterious smile.
Boss Zhao, who had just finished serving porridge to the old woman, raised his head, saw his pretentious behavior, and frowned again: "Whose child are you from? Didn't you see that I was busy?"
If it weren't for the fact that the boy was dressed richly, he would have asked his servants to drag him away.
I am so full that I don’t know how hungry others are.
Faced with Boss Zhao's disdain, the young man still smiled. Seeing that Boss Zhao was unaware of current affairs, he said loudly: "Boss Zhao, have you often felt pain in your left shoulder recently and your neck is stiff, as if something is lying on your body? Same."
Wow.
Boss Zhao's hand shook, and the rice porridge in the spoon fell into the porridge bucket. His left shoulder, which was already sore, seemed to jump and hurt even more after hearing the boy's words.
Seeing this, the servant quickly helped Boss Zhao cross the porridge bucket and walked to the young man. Boss Zhao looked at the young man again and asked curiously: "Are you the doctor?"
"No."
The corners of the young man's lips were slightly raised, making him look even more mysterious.
"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know what is lying on you."
Upon hearing this, Boss Zhao's expression changed drastically.
His shoulder started to hurt a month ago. When the pain was so severe, he couldn't even sleep well.
He specially went to the medical clinic to see the doctor, who said that it was caused by him always staying in the ice-filled greenhouse after autumn to encourage the wintersweet flowers. He gave him a few pairs of plasters and said that just sticking them on would be enough.
It's just that the plaster has been applied for half a month, but it has not improved yet. He is still thinking that after the disaster relief is over, he has the opportunity to go to Ning Mansion and ask Boss Ning to take him to visit Master Hua in Zhangjiazhuang to help him take care of it. look.
Seeing this young man at this time, he only looked at himself and told him about his shoulder and that there was something lying on his body. This made Boss Zhao couldn't help but think that every year during the Ghost Festival, he had to avoid it, but this year he was busy I have been running around for business, could it be that I bumped into something dirty at that time?
Thinking of this, Boss Zhao glanced at the people around him who were worried about him, and said with a dry smile: "I still have something to do, everyone continues to receive rice porridge, don't worry about me, I will take this little brother to talk about some private matters first. "
As he said that, Boss Zhao looked like the two brothers were getting along well, and reached out to put his hand on the young man's shoulder.
As soon as he touched the boy's shoulder, he felt a sharp numbness in his shoulder. The pain made him scream "ouch!" and frightened the child next to him who was holding a bowl to receive the porridge. He dropped the chipped bowl in his hand. on the ground.
Fortunately, there was no porridge in the bowl, otherwise this would have harmed many people.
Seeing this, Boss Zhao begged the young man: "Little brother, should we go somewhere else to talk?"
"It's right here. There are so many people here and the spirit of the dead is strong. It's easier to deal with the dead soul in you. If you go elsewhere, I'm afraid it will be more troublesome."
Dead soul? !
Hearing these two words, even the little boy who was supporting Boss Zhao felt that the hairs on his body stood up, not to mention Boss Zhao himself, who shuddered and suddenly felt more pain in his shoulders, as if someone was holding him. Like dragging down.
The young man looked at Boss Zhao's reaction with cold eyes.
It is true that he used drugs to manipulate Boss Zhao when he came into contact with him, but Boss Zhao's huge reaction can only show that Boss Zhao is a person who is afraid of death, which amplifies the fear deep in his heart.
very good.
In this way, it will be more conducive for him to act.
"Ouch! It hurts me so much! Help!"
Boss Zhao broke away from the help of his personal attendant, hugged his left shoulder with his right hand, and stumbled towards the young man.
"Master, help me, I feel like I can't breathe!"
That's because I used medicated powder.
The young man saw Boss Zhao asking for help from him, and then seeing the people around him becoming frightened due to Boss Zhao's strange behavior, he knew it was time for him to take action.
"Boss Zhao, does he know why the dead soul in you came from?"
Facing the boy's question, Boss Zhao looked confused.
Are there really dead souls haunting him?
"Exalted Master, I understand that although I, Zhao, am greedy for money, I never harm anyone's life. This dead soul must have found the wrong person!"
Boss Zhao felt both aggrieved and wronged.
This dead soul is haunting him, and I don’t know if an expert can drive it away and send it to the eighteenth level of hell.
"Don't be afraid. This dead soul has come across the ocean because it knows that you are kind and helpful, Boss Zhao, so it has attached itself to you and wants you to raise donations for its relatives. Otherwise, the ghost on your shoulders will The pain should have been cured seven days ago."
The meaning of being cured seven days ago means that the spirit of the deceased was possessed recently.
In addition, there are rumors that the souls of the dead have traveled across the ocean, and that relatives have raised donations.
In the light of the calcium carbide fire, Boss Zhao blurted out: "What's attached to me is the ghost of the Japanese?"
"Exactly."
Boss Zhao was very angry when he heard the boy's affirmative answer.
If he hadn't been in front of so many people, he would have cursed loudly.
The ghosts of your Japanese are not attached to your own countrymen. If you find someone nearby to donate money and food, what kind of trouble would you come all the way to Jinling to find him?
Just because he is charitable?
Then he would only give alms to people in Daxing, and even he just wanted to give alms to his hometown to gain a good reputation... Ouch, no, thinking about it made his shoulder hurt even more. It hurt so much that Boss Zhao wanted to take off his shoulder. .
"Master, save me, save me!"
"Boss Zhao, it's not that I don't want to save you, but I can only transform it, and if I want to transform it, I need Boss Zhao to agree to one condition."
