How is this going? Wasn't this female ghost let go by herself? Why did he scream so horribly for no reason?
Zhang Fan scratched his head, swallowed, and put away the coffin nails and Liu Mao in his hands. After doing this, he turned back and glanced at Zhang Xiongyu's son who was lying on the bed.
It was really helpless to cast the Five Hearts and Five Fading Curses on him. If he didn't do this, the female ghost would not leave.
Zhang Fan planned to wait for this man to wake up and ask him carefully. If he had really done some nasty and evil things to the female ghost in the white dress, he should keep the Five Hearts and Five Decline Curses planted on him.
But if it wasn't what the female ghost in the white dress said, the worst possible outcome would be for Sai Laoxian to take back the Five Declining Heart Curses. Although it would be troublesome, it would not affect anything.
Zhang Fan stretched and walked out of the room. Seeing him walking out, Zhang Xiongyu and Du Jianhai looked at each other.
"Master Zhang, how are you? Have the dirty things inside been solved?" Du Jianhai asked with a hint of excitement.
Zhang Fan smiled and nodded, which was regarded as acquiescence.
"Great!" After hearing this, the excitement on Du Jianhai's face became more and more intense, and he did not hide his excitement.
If Zhang Fan successfully drives away the ghost that haunts Zhang Xiongyu's son, then Zhang Xiongyu will owe himself a huge favor, and the relationship this time can be considered truly solid.
In the future, he can also take advantage of this to have more beneficial interactions with Zhang Xiongyu. His meteoric rise is just around the corner. He might be able to transform into a big, wealthy boss.
Noble people and luck are both important, and both are indispensable. Because Zhang Fan was recommended by him.
Therefore, the more powerful Zhang Fan is, the happier he is.
"Since the dirty things have been taken care of, why hasn't my son woke up yet?" Zhang Xiongyu didn't have much trust in Zhang Fan. He looked at the bedroom and saw that his son hadn't woken up yet, his face full of tears. Worried and nervous, I couldn't help but speak with a hint of doubt.
He was questioning whether Zhang Fan was lying. How capable could a young man like Zhang Fan be? If he hadn't looked so scary and mysterious just now, I would never have gotten out of the way and let him in.
"Don't worry, wait a minute. The dirty thing has just been driven away. How can he wake up so quickly? Have you ever seen a sick person recover immediately after taking medicine?" Zhang Fan didn't give Zhang Xiongyu anything. He has a good face and his words are impolite.
He felt that Zhang Xiongyu had a serious problem in his head. If he had turned around and left just for the sake of money, it would not be his turn to make irresponsible remarks here.
"Then when will my son wake up?" Zhang Xiongyu continued to ask with a bad look. He didn't care what Zhang Fan thought. The exorcism would only be over if he saw himself wake up today.
Otherwise, even if you say a lot, it will be meaningless.
"You allow me to do the math!" Zhang Fan closed his eyes, pinched his right fingers, and began to pretend to do the math.
In fact, he was asking Sai Laoxian at this moment. Ask him when Zhang Xiongyu's son will wake up.
In response, Sai Laoxian just replied calmly that he would wake up in half an hour, and then lost his voice.
"In half an hour, your son will wake up!" Zhang Fan repeated Sai Laoxian's words exactly.
"Really?" After hearing this, Zhang Xiongyu looked excited and his eyes widened.
"Yes!"
"Okay, now that everything is settled, it's time for you to pay me the reward. For one million yuan, do you want to swipe your card or transfer it?" Zhang Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhang Xiongyu. Now he just wanted to take the money. leave.
"Don't worry, of course I can give you the money, but you have to wait for half an hour. I have to watch my son wake up before it counts!" Zhang Xiongyu was very smart. He did not pay Zhang Fan on the spot, but wanted to watch his son. wake up.
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you for half an hour!" Zhang Fan was not too surprised by Zhang Xiongyu's suggestion.
It's normal for him to do this, after all, everyone wants to know the result. Zhang Fan glanced at Du Jianhai and walked downstairs.
Looking at Zhang Fan's back as he walked downstairs, Zhang Xiongyu looked gloomy and said nothing. I hope that what this so-called Master Zhang said is true.
Zhang Fan walked downstairs and walked quickly towards the courtyard. He wanted to see what was going on with the female ghost in the white dress and why she screamed so horribly just now.
Could it be that Liu Mao was so cruel that she was wiped out before she could leave? Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case.
Judging from the state she just left, it wasn't that serious. As soon as Zhang Fan walked out of the room and came to the courtyard, he heard a crisp sound of footsteps, suddenly echoing from outside the iron gate of the luxurious house.
Hearing the sound, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, stared at the past, and saw three people striding in from outside.
After seeing their appearance clearly, Zhang Fan frowned even more tightly, and a hint of surprise appeared in his heart. Because among these three people, he had met two of them and had a relationship with them.
One of them was the bald middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit whom he had almost collided with when he arrived, and the other person was actually Ma Ling'er whom he had met on the way to Du Jianhai.
The moment he saw Ma Ling'er, Zhang Fan subconsciously looked at her arms. He didn't know it, but he was shocked when he saw that Ma Ling'er's arms that were broken by Bixian were strangely healed, and Judging from the way her arms were swinging, it seemed like she wasn't injured at all.
This fact really surprised Zhang Fan. No matter how advanced the current medical level is, it is simply impossible to completely restore the broken arms without injury.
I really don’t know what method she used to do it. Compared to Ma Ling'er and the bald middle-aged man, the third person, Zhang Fan, was a bit unfamiliar.
This third person turned out to be a graceful, plump, fair-skinned woman with long, snow-white legs.
Judging from her age, she seemed to be less than 25 years old, not much older than Ma Ling'er. This woman wore a loose black windbreaker on her upper body and a black skirt on her lower body. Her long white legs were exposed, revealing a temptation that would make any man's blood swell when he saw her.
Her shawl hair was neatly spread out, and she had a beautiful face. There was a slight blush on the sides of her cheeks, as if she had just drank wine.
In addition, if an outsider observes her appearance carefully, they will find that she looks very similar to Ma Ling'er.
It seemed that Ma Ling'er and this woman were like sisters.
"Why are you here?" Ma Ling'er asked with a surprised look on her face after seeing Zhang Fan, obviously not expecting Zhang Fan to appear here.
"A friend just came to see me, so I'm here!" Zhang Fan smiled, showing a self-conscious yet embarrassed smile.
Zhang Fan's first impression of Ma Ling'er was that her long, snow-white legs were very beautiful.
At first glance, it is so bright that people cannot look away. It has a fatal attraction for men.
Although Zhang Fan didn't blatantly stare at Ma Ling'er's long snow-white legs, but whenever his eyes moved slightly, he was always attracted to them intentionally or unintentionally, which made him a little embarrassed. .
"Your arm..." Zhang Fan and Ma Ling'er were not very familiar with each other. At this time, he could only try his best to find a topic to chat with.
"I've almost recovered, thanks to my family..." Ma Ling'er still has a lot of affection for Zhang Fan. If he hadn't come to the rescue last time, she might have been killed by Bixian. Just when she was about to continue saying something, she was interrupted by the woman on the side: "Ling'er, let's go up to see the situation first. You can meet us here. The ghost that escaped from the house just now was captured by I'll kill him, but I can't guarantee whether there are other ghosts inside!" After saying this, the woman led the bald middle-aged man towards the house. From the beginning to the end, her eyes did not linger on Zhang Fan. .
"Is this your sister?" Zhang Fan glanced at the woman, then at Ma Ling'er, and couldn't help but ask curiously.
The two of them looked so much alike, as if they were carved from the same mold. Moreover, the woman's snow-white long legs were more attractive than Ma Ling'er's long legs, as if they carried an almost magical temptation.
"Uh... No!" Ma Ling'er looked ashamed, as if this was not the first time she was asked this question.
"Ah? No?" Zhang Fan was stunned when he heard the sound.
"She's my mother!" Ma Ling'er smiled.
