When Zhang Fan opened his eyes, he had already returned to the world from the magnificent courtyard at the transfer station.
He glanced at the sky outside and found that it was already three o'clock in the sky, and the sun was shining in the sky.
He got up from the bed, yawned, put on his slippers and got off the floor. After a brief wash, Zhang Fan started to prepare to clean up the house.
The large room was completely empty. He was the only one living in it. It was too deserted. It would have been nice if Jiang Xiaohua, Bai Chenxi, and Ma Ling'er were here. At least it would be a lot more lively.
After a while, Zhang Fan finally tidied up the house and even wiped the windows and sills clean and spotless.
After doing this, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the time. It was almost nine o'clock. Feeling the hunger in his stomach, he quickly got dressed and set off in a hurry.
He would go out for a bite to eat, and when he came back from the maze of hell, he would always look extremely hungry, wanting to reward himself with a big meal.
Arriving at a breakfast shop near the Fugui Huating Community, Zhang Fan skillfully ordered a pork and green onion-flavored steamed bun, two grilled sausages, and a bowl of millet porridge, and devoured it.
Because it was around nine o'clock in the morning, there were not many diners, so the store was not too crowded.
Since Zhang Fan is a regular customer here and he knows the boss well, the boss gave him an extra sausage out of enthusiasm.
Zhang Fan expressed his gratitude for this.
The owners of the breakfast shop are a middle-aged couple who treat people well, so there are many repeat customers who come to dine there. I heard that not long ago, they even won the honorary title of the best good citizen.
After the meal, Zhang Fan turned on his phone and sent a message to Jiang Xiaohua, asking when they would be back.
After the message was sent, Jiang Xiaohua responded instantly.
She said she just called two days ago, why did she ask again so soon if she missed them.
Seeing this, Zhang Fan quickly retorted: No, he just remembered and asked suddenly.
In response to this, Jiang Xiaohua’s answer was that you are a big carrot and pig head, I believe you.
Helpless, Zhang Fan had no choice but to admit awkwardly that he had some thoughts.
After chatting with Jiang Xiaohua for a while, Zhang Fan logged out of WeChat. However, before logging out, Jiang Xiaohua asked him to visit Maoshan Incense and Candle Shop more often. There have been more customers recently.
Zhang Fan immediately agreed after reading it.
He didn't dare not agree. If he didn't agree, he would definitely be beaten later.
It's so hard to be a human being in this world.
After paying for the meal, Zhang Fan rode a shared bicycle on the roadside and rushed towards the Maoshan Incense Candle Shop.
After a long time, he finally arrived.
But before he got close to the Maoshan Incense Candle Store, he saw many people surrounding the store.
Taking a closer look, Zhang Fan found that there were four people. They seemed to have come to the Maoshan Incense Candle Shop to ask Jiang Xiaohua for divination on important matters.
Seeing Zhang Fan approaching, the four people glanced at him in surprise, but said nothing or said hello. They quickly lowered their heads, as if they regarded Zhang Fan as a guest who came to see something. .
Two of these four people were young men, they looked to be in their early twenties. They were cleanly dressed and energetic, like college students who were still in school.
Among the remaining two people, one is a middle-aged man wearing a black coat with slightly bald hair. He is tall and thick, with a strong body and a face full of vicissitudes. However, his eyes are covered with thick dark circles, which seems to be because he often stays up late. .
Apart from him, the last person was a sloppily dressed man with messy hair. He had been squatting on the ground, fiddling with his mobile phone, as if he was afraid of meeting strangers and seemed to have some social phobia.
Zhang Fan withdrew his eyes from these people and slowly walked towards the rolling shutter door of Maoshan Incense Shop. But before he could get closer, the bald man reminded him: "This little brother, the owner of this incense shop." , haven’t come back yet, there’s no point in you knocking on the door now.”
Hearing the sound, Zhang Fan gave a bitter smile and shook his head. He did not refute, but slowly came to the rolling shutter door. In front of the four guests, he took out the key from his pocket, opened the rolling shutter door, and opened the rolling shutter door. After the glass door opened, he turned around, waved and said with a smile, "I am the owner of the incense shop. I'm sorry to keep you waiting."
As soon as these words came out, the four of them were dumbfounded, but after a brief daze, the bald man reacted first and rushed to the Maoshan Incense and Candle Shop.
After him, there were the two young guys, and the person at the end was the slovenly man. This man had a vicissitudes of life, an unshaven beard, and was a bit unhygienic. He seemed to be around thirty years old. .
"You don't need to line up, just come in."
Zhang Fan smiled at the people outside and welcomed them into the shop very politely.
Anyway, there weren't many people coming to see Feng Shui today. Even if all four of them came in, it wouldn't be too crowded.
"Which of you comes first?"
Zhang Fan took a cup of hot water for each of the four people, handed it to their hands, and asked with a smile.
"I'll go first." The bald man seemed to be a business boss. He spoke very freely and confidently, and his speech and behavior were more natural than the other three.
"Master, to be honest, I have a heartfelt request."
The bald man sighed and looked at Zhang Fan with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
"It's okay. If you need anything, just say it. If you can help me, I will help you."
Zhang Fan smiled.
Nowadays, his supernatural power is very terrifying. For him, ordinary supernatural events are just a piece of cake. Even the red-clothed ghost can be easily suppressed by him.
"Actually, I own a ramen shop in the city center, and some weird and evil things happened in my shop a few days ago."
"Every time our store closes, we will clean it. However, when I go to work the next morning, I find that the originally clean store has become extremely messy, and even all kinds of dishes are broken on the floor. .”
"At first I didn't take it seriously, thinking there was a thief in the store, but I checked the surveillance and found nothing unusual. Until last night, before one of my employees got off work, he saw a watcher squatting in the corner. The strange person with an unclear face thought there was a thief, so she called me over, and when a few people came over to take a look, they discovered that the figure was gone again."
"When I saw this scene, I was frightened. I knew that I must have encountered a supernatural event. Because I came from a mountain village to work hard, I firmly believed in these things about cows, horses and snake gods."
"The occurrence of such a supernatural incident caused my employees to be too scared to go to work, so I had no choice but to give them a collective three-day holiday."
"Master, you also know that we in the catering business will lose more income if we close the door for one more day, and the dishes, meat, etc. in our store will also be stale and messy. Added up, our store has suffered huge losses.”
"Master, you must help me."
At this point, the bald man became excited. He stood up from the sofa and firmly held Zhang Fan's right hand.
Seeing this, Zhang Fan hurriedly withdrew his right hand, smiled awkwardly and said, "According to what you said, you did meet someone to blame. Well... don't worry. In this case, you can go home and wait." Wait until I go to your store to have a look in person tonight."
"Well then, Master, this is my postcard. I will drive to pick you up at 20pm."
The bald man handed a white postcard to Zhang Fan, thanking him in every possible way, and even bowed deeply when he got there.
With Zhang Fan's assurance, the bald man left happily with his mouth open.
After sending him away, Zhang Fan let out a breath and then looked sideways at the other three people.
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