This Mao Yousan is like a dog-skin plaster that cannot be shaken off...
"My master won't sell it either."
I said coldly: "Also, he is already dead, aren't you collecting the corpse of a living person?"
Mao Yousan's donkey face was stunned and he said: "Dead?"
The next moment, Mao Yousan suddenly squatted on the ground and whispered: "Dead...how could he be dead...Luo Gua?"
He turned his hand and suddenly dropped a handful of small sticks, and his index finger seemed to be counting the number of sticks.
My pupils shrank again.
Luo Gua?
I once heard Lao Qintou say the word "falling hexagrams". He said proudly that he had made three thousand hexagrams in his life, and none of them fell wrong. The hexagrams must respond and be accurate.
This Mao Yousan is actually a fortune teller?
Fortune teller, collecting corpses in the underworld?
He made a fortune and thought that my master was still alive, so he came to ask me if I could sell my master?
While I was thinking, Chuying was winking at me vigorously, and she also used lip language, meaning to leave quickly, otherwise it would be difficult to leave.
I frowned.
Mao Yousan's donkey face gradually became bulging with blue veins, and he kept mumbling about not dead, dead, not dead, dead...
There was a strong murderous intent emanating from his body!
His mood was very unstable, as if he was about to commit murder at any time.
Tong Chuying nodded and the two hurriedly walked towards the outside of this commercial street.
A few minutes later, after getting into the white car parked on the side of the road, Tsubaki breathed a sigh of relief.
"Damn it... there will be a fortune teller in the underworld. It seems that all the paper ghosts in the old teahouse are gone. Who can invite him to the stage to sing a ghost show?" Chu Ying said with lingering fear.
"He said he could kill Jin Yang's supervisor." I added subconsciously.
Tsubaki Ying: "..."
Somehow, I glanced out the window.
My scalp was buzzing!
Close to the window, there was a donkey face with wide eyes, and the sound of the door being pulled was heard.
If the car hadn't been locked, it would have been unlocked!
A piercing scream exploded in the car.
It was Tsubaki Ying who was so frightened that her face turned pale.
She slammed the accelerator, and the car flew away with a roar.
In the rearview mirror, Mao Yousan stumbled forward, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled several times.
Many people hurriedly gathered around the roadside, and some pointed at our car and shouted!
In just a few seconds, the car rushed into another street, and everything in the rearview mirror disappeared.
Chu Ying's pretty face turned pale, and the car passed through several streets one after another. Only when it was no longer in the downtown area could it stop.
"He's just like a ghost!" Chuying's voice still trembled slightly.
It scares people to death.
Mao Yousan is really weird.
The moment just now also scared me a lot.
"It's just a ghost! A crazy ghost... It's impossible for a normal fortune teller to go to the underworld to collect corpses, or to collect living corpses."
Chuying calmed down a bit, but still hammered the steering wheel angrily.
I closed my eyes and adjusted my mood.
I don’t know why, but Mao Yousan’s words always linger in my ears.
"Dead, not dead, dead, not dead..."
When I opened my eyes again, they were completely bloodshot.
Lao Qin Tou is indeed dead. Based on my experience of shaving the heads of so many dead people and putting on makeup, it is impossible for him to be alive.
"Are you okay..." Chuying asked me in a low voice. At this moment, she had completely recovered.
"It's okay...it's just that Lao Qintou is dead, and he has indeed lost his fortune." I replied hoarsely, shaking my head.
"Old Qintou? Your master, right?"
Chu Ying sighed softly: "People can't be resurrected after death. I'm sorry. However, he is indeed a very powerful person. He has taught you so many Jiu-liu techniques. I have never heard of such a person in the Jiu-liu in Jinyang City."
I remained silent and said nothing more.
Lao Qintou didn't know Jiu Liushu. Everything he taught me came from books.
Chu Ying may have misunderstood, but I was in a turbulent mood and couldn't help mentioning Lao Qin. She had preconceived ideas and thought that my master was a low-ranking person. She did not think of Qin Weizi, the divine fortune teller who was famous in Jinyang back then.
The car was quiet for a long time, and then I asked: "The door is closed, can't it be opened?"
Seeing that I was fine, Chuying looked a little more relaxed, and then told me that the masters from Huangsi could go in, but if they wanted to open it, they would have to wait until the dangers inside were cleared away.
In other words, the headless woman I released was completely suppressed.
I felt depressed again.
Originally, Manager Yang turned against me and provoked the headless girl. They suffered a big loss and I had the upper hand.
But if the headless woman is suppressed...
In fact, I suffered a huge loss.
Judging from Tsubaki's attitude, the ghost will definitely not be able to escape.
"Is there no way to open the door in advance?" I asked again.
Chu Yingcai shook her head and said: "Unless you take the initiative inside, you can only get in and out. Do you want to go in? It's impossible, only I can, and if I go in, Manager Yang will definitely want to kill me." "
I kept silent.
The boredom is more intense and the mentality is a little unstable.
Although the Headless Woman gave me a lot of scares at first, she actually protected me twice at critical moments.
This time, I'm afraid they will end up being suppressed.
I really feel sorry for her.
In my thoughts, I suddenly thought of a point, my pupils tightened, and a stronger murderous intention appeared on my face.
"Luo Xianshen...what's wrong with you? You..."
Tsubaki looked at my face uneasily.
"It's okay." I replied hoarsely, suppressing the murderous intention.
"As long as it's okay... Since that ghost has nothing to do with you, you don't have to think about saving her. We have to seize the time and take action against Sun Dahai."
Tsubaki Ying's words brought the matter to the point.
I thought for a moment and then asked: "How many days does it usually take for the Lord to seal the door?"
"Seven days at most." Chuying answered decisively.
"You go somewhere with me first." I said.
"Where?" Chuying looked slightly confused.
…
About an hour later, the coupe entered the urban village.
When entering the village, many people looked around with astonishment in their eyes.
Chuying and I pointed the way and drove towards the Tang family's old house.
The reason why I took the initiative to expose the Tang family's information is because Huang Si really needs to avoid the spotlight for a while.
However, I will not leave the Headless Woman alone.
I will go to Huangsi at the end of the time limit, and then I should be able to protect myself, but for a while I can't care about Tang Quan.
Even though no one knows about the village in the city, I am still afraid of something happening in Jinyang after all.
Therefore, I have to stay behind.
After capturing Sun Dahai, no matter whether I can attack Sun Zhuo or not, I will let Chu Ying take Tang Quan away to a safe place.
Of course, I haven't thought it through yet, and I haven't communicated this to Tsubaki.
In addition, the Tang family also has a set of death clothes, which I have to deal with in advance so that I can deal with Sun Dahai without any distractions.
A few minutes later, the car stopped in front of the Tang family's old house.
Many villagers followed, not getting too close, but looking from a distance.
I got out of the car with Chu Ying. At this time, it was completely dark.
I was about to push open the courtyard door when I heard a hoarse voice.
"Reach out your hand and touch my sister's ears, the protruding head and ears are touching the swing..."
"Reach out your hand and touch sister..."
My pupils shrank.
This voice doesn't sound like Uncle Tang's.
