. . . . . . The day passed in a hurry, Zhang Fan stretched, stood up from his chair, picked up his cell phone and walked downstairs.
It was already 19:41 in the evening. Because it was winter, the sky became dark after 17:00.
The street outside Maoshan Incense Candle Shop was also lit up with bright street lights. There are not many pedestrians on this street, and for some unknown reason, there are very few shops around.
Zhang Fan turned on his phone and found that Du Jianhai still hadn't called him to inform him. Seeing this, he had no choice but to shake his head, thinking that the other party must be busy with something.
Zhang Fan told Liu Ying and the others to take a good look at the shop. After saying this, he put down the rolling shutter door and walked towards the distance. He was going to have a meal, and by the way, he went to Fugui Huating to see how Chu Chu, Zhou Xiaojing and the others were doing.
On winter nights, it is freezing cold, the temperature is frighteningly low, and from time to time a biting cold wind blows on the face, causing pain.
Zhang Fan put his hands in his pockets and looked at the neon lights on both sides of the street. He felt a little melancholy and lonely, and fell into a bitter silence.
The New Year is coming soon, and he is thinking about whether to go back to his hometown in Dujiang City to celebrate the New Year this year. His parents died early when he was young, and he didn't have many relatives in his hometown. He only had an uncle who was the village chief in his hometown village.
Because his cousin is the village chief, he can eat hundreds of meals in the village. His cousin was pretty good to him. He funded his college education, and he usually spent the Chinese New Year at his cousin's house.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Fan smiled bitterly and thought it would be better to go back to his hometown to celebrate the New Year this year. Even if you are prosperous outside, the atmosphere in your hometown is not as good as that in your hometown.
Zhang Fan let out a breath of turbid air that was stuck in his chest, didn't think much about it, and then walked towards the distance. .
. . . . . On the other side, there is a famous five-star hotel in Dadong City. At this time, Du Jianhai and Zhang Xiongyu were sitting in a luxurious elegant room on the third floor. Opposite them, a bald middle-aged man wearing a black tunic suit was sitting.
This man was round-headed, extremely fat, and was wearing gold and silver. He held two red pulpy walnuts in his left hand, and was counting something with his fingers on his left hand.
The middle-aged man had his eyes closed, the old god was there, and his face was inscrutable. He exuded an astonishing aura, and he had a strong aura that no strangers should enter.
"How about Master Ma? What happened to my son?" Zhang Xiongyu looked anxiously at the round-headed middle-aged man opposite.
"Gu Ma estimates that your son must have been followed by a dirty thing, and it is not easy to keep up with his dirty thing!" The middle-aged man, known as Master Ma, slowly opened his eyes, with a deep look. The light flashed by.
"Ah?! Master Ma, you must save my son. If you can save my son, the reward will not be a problem!" After listening to what Master Ma said, Zhang Xiongyu looked very excited and stood up from his seat. Stand up.
"Easy to say, I'll go with you after the meal!" Upon hearing the word reward, Master Ma showed a bright smile, then picked up a mouthful of plump mutton, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it. A look of enjoyment.
Seeing this scene, Du Jianhai narrowed his eyes, feeling that this so-called Master Ma was more like a liar, so he hesitated and sent Zhang Fan a text message when Zhang Xiongyu wasn't paying attention.
Even though Zhang Fan is young, he has real skills. It was because of his action last time that he escaped the torture of Bixian and survived by luck.
So no matter what this time, I have to call him. In short, there is nothing wrong with having more protection.
After a long time, the meal finally came to an end. 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. Instead, he threw his Mercedes-Benz keys 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 a parking space far away.
To be honest, he rarely drives an automatic car. For him, an experienced driver, a manual car is more interesting.
There was no words all the way. After about half an hour, Du Jianhai and the others finally arrived at Zhang Xiongyu's community.
His residence is not a separate villa, but is located in a wealthy area of Dadong City. This wealthy area is very large, and the people who live here are basically some prominent figures in Dadong City.
As the chairman of a well-known listed company, he is naturally worth a lot 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 master in Dadong City who specializes in reading Feng Shui to ward off evil spirits and tell fortunes. In normal times, people like big bosses would come to him if they encountered bad luck, or if they moved to check Feng Shui or something.
In the luxurious wealthy area, luxury cars can be seen everywhere, and there are even many old men with old faces, hugging two tall and beautiful women on the left and right, and rushing past in the street making out.
Seeing this scene, Du Jianhai felt extremely envious, and he became even more impatient to get into Zhang Xiongyu's relationship.
He also wants to become very rich, and then move to this rich area to live out the addiction of being a rich man. Not only did he look like this, but Master Ma on the side also had a fiery face, obviously envious as well.
After walking forward 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 iron gate and walking inside, Du Jianhai was even more envious, because the courtyard was very luxurious and brightly lit. Even the floor tiles in the courtyard were equipped with dazzling floor lamps.
The floor lamp flickered, illuminating the entire courtyard as brightly as daylight.
"Master Ma, please come here. My son is in the bedroom!" Zhang Xiongyu said to Master Ma with a smile on his face and a very humble expression.
He only has one son. If something happens to him, how will he live in the future? So no matter what, no matter how much it costs, Master Ma must let Master Ma cure his son.
Following Zhang Xiongyu's footsteps, they finally arrived at the second floor. Zhang Xiongyu's son is in the room on the second floor.
But before he could open the bedroom door, Master Ma's face suddenly became serious, he took a step back involuntarily, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"What's wrong with Master Ma?" Zhang Xiongyu asked confusedly when he saw that Master Ma's face was not very good-looking.
"No...it's okay!" Master Ma waved his hand with a forced smile.
"Oh!" Zhang Xiongyu nodded thoughtfully, but without thinking too deeply, he raised his hand to push the bedroom door open. However, the moment he pushed the door open, Master Ma reached out to stop him.
"Master Ma?!" Zhang Xiongyu called out to Master Ma.
"You guys, step back. There are dirty things in here. If you open the door hastily, something bad might happen!" Master Ma motioned Zhang Xiongyu and the others to step back, and then slowly walked to the bedroom door alone, and gently opened the door. He opened the door a crack and looked inside.
Seeing that Master Ma acted so cautiously, Du Jianhai felt a little uneasy in his heart. If there really is any ghost inside, it might be a very scary one. Otherwise, how could Master Ma be so prepared.
Thinking of this, Du Jianhai's heart was beating wildly. He told Zhang Xiongyu that I was going out to make a phone call, and hurried downstairs to leave.
Zhang Xiongyu frowned slightly as he looked at Du Jianhai's leaving figure. This old Du was so unrighteous. He was scared away on the spot as soon as he said there was something dirty.
If you are so cowardly, I won’t take you to play next time. After complaining quietly, Zhang Xiongyu withdrew his gaze and looked at Master Ma nervously.
Indeed, as Du Jianhai guessed, Master Ma was full of nervousness at this moment, and even felt a little discouraged.
There are indeed ghosts in this bedroom, and they are very ferocious. It can even be described as ferocious.
Although he had dealt with powerful ghosts before, none of those ghosts were as scary as this one.
Master Ma followed the crack in the door and looked inside, and saw a woman wearing a long white dress with disheveled hair standing strangely at the head of the bed. She stared at a pair of dead fish eyes, which were full of resentment, as if Those who sleep in the bed will be eaten alive.
As if she sensed someone peeping outside the door, the woman in the white dress turned her head 160 degrees and looked directly over.
At this moment, Master Ma and the woman in the white dress looked at each other.
"No!" Master Ma met the other person's eyes, muttered in secret, and closed the door subconsciously.
He can't deal with this female ghost, Ma De, really can't deal with her. You can't beat him, but if you face him head-on, he will definitely be defeated.
To finish. . . . . . To finish, you have to run. . . . . Gotta run! Master Ma took a deep breath, feeling his mouth was dry, and glanced at Zhang Xiongyu aside, looking a little embarrassed.
Ma De, if you, Zhang Xiongyu, weren't here, I would have run away so early. Why bother pretending to be fat here?
What kind of evil did Xiongyu's son do in this chapter to be followed home by such a terrifying ghost?
"How is Master, is there any way?" Zhang Xiongyu couldn't help but asked worriedly when he saw Master Ma's ugly face.
"Don't panic, this dirty thing is not that powerful. I have my own way to deal with it!" Master Ma put his hands in his pockets and said with disdain. But what no one saw was that he couldn't stop his hands in his pockets. Shivering.
There is a way to deal with that fart. I think she can handle me just fine. If you can't fight, you have to run. The wind is tight, pull!
"Ahem! I came here in a hurry this time. I didn't bring any magic weapon to exorcise evil spirits. Please allow me to go back and get it! Of course, during this period, you must not enter the room, otherwise if something happens, I will also I can't save you!" Master Ma thought for a moment and thought of a reason to escape. He quickly said these words and went downstairs without looking back.
When he arrived on the first floor, Master Ma glanced upstairs with his peripheral vision, and when he saw that Zhang Xiongyu did not follow him downstairs, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then ran like a gust of wind out of the door in an instant.
Despite his rich face and round waist, he is actually extremely agile. As soon as he ran out the door, he saw Du Jianhai talking on the phone in the yard, with a flattering tone in his words.
The moment he saw Du Jianhai, Master Ma immediately ran away, pretending to calm down, and then took out two Wenwan walnuts from his pocket, held them in his hand, kept twisting them, and looked like Relaxed and inscrutable.
"I have something to do and need to go back to get the magic weapon. I will 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 Wenwan walnuts in his pocket, took a big gulp of air, and continued running as fast as he could.
Hurry up, hurry up, this place is so scary, I want to leave as soon as possible. Master Ma is a person with a good face. Even if he wets his pants in fear, he cannot let the people around him see it.
Otherwise, he will be laughed at and lose his face. As the saying goes, the head can be broken, the blood can be shed, but the face cannot be lost.
Not long after he ran out, Master Ma saw a young man with his hands in his pockets walking out suddenly from the side and almost bumped into him.
When Master Ma saw this, he cursed, "Don't you have eyes?" and left angrily, with no intention of staying at all.
After he left, the young man was a little confused. He replied that there was something wrong and walked towards Zhang Xiongyu's luxurious house.
After arriving at the open door, Du Jianhai came out of the yard with excitement on his face.
"Master Zhang, you're here!" Du Jianhai said with a smile.
"As soon as you send me a message, I'll come over!"
"Well... It's quite big here. I got lost just now..." This young man was none other than Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan followed Du Jianhai into the courtyard.
"Master Ma left in a hurry just now, saying he was going back to get the magic weapon. In fact, I think he was scared away. To be honest, this is not bad. It just allows you to show off your skills, and the credit will not be lost to this Master Ma jumped the gun!" Du Jianhai thought of Master Ma who had just left, and 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 be in vain.
It was difficult to hold Zhang Xiongyu's thigh tightly. So no matter what, Master Ma's departure is a good thing.
"Master Zhang, please follow me!" With that said, Du Jianhai led Zhang Fan towards the second floor. Zhang Fan was not polite.
You must know that if you can solve this supernatural incident, you will get a reward of one million. After all, who can have trouble with money?
