The middle-aged man hung up the phone and gave Sang Luo an embarrassed smile.
"Master, you should have heard just now that my eldest son did hang up a body, but... he didn't fish out the person."
Sang Luo's face darkened, "The female body was thrown into the lake after being given sleeping pills by her husband. She has been waiting for the day when her injustice was discovered under the water. Finally, she met your son, and he put her there again. People were thrown back into the water.”
"Your son is a grown man in his twenties and has a lot of yang energy. The water ghost can't find him, so he can only find your little daughter."
The other pilgrims waiting in the dining hall also whispered after hearing this.
"They've caught the bodies, but they haven't picked up the people, it's true."
"After everything is like this, you still have the mood to continue fishing? You have a big heart."
An aunt next to me heard it and curled her lips, "I really don't know what's so good about catching that bad fish. My old man also liked fishing before! He stayed away from home all night long."
Another aunt quickly echoed, "These fishing guys can catch anything except fish."
"Last time my husband asked me to take him fishing, but he didn't catch a single fish. He only caught a bunch of stockings and tattered shoes."
The middle-aged man could not excuse his son amidst the condemnation from everyone.
He looked at Sang Luo angrily, "Master, is there any way to resolve this situation?"
Sang Luo nodded, "Go back and ask your son to take the people from the Civil Protection Bureau to the place where he fished the body yesterday. This water ghost just wants her husband to be punished as he deserves. He has no ill intentions towards your daughter."
"Thank you, master! Thank you, master!"
The middle-aged man stood up and bowed a few times, holding the child in his arms and preparing to go to the front hall to burn incense.
"etc!"
Sang Luo stopped the man, picked up a yellow paper triangle charm on the table and stuffed it into his hand.
"Your daughter's yang energy is weak. After being frightened, the lamp on her shoulder went out again. She can easily attract evil spirits. Please put this amulet on her."
After taking the amulet, the middle-aged man thanked him and went to the front hall to burn incense.
Sang Luo raised his eyelids, glanced at it, and shouted coldly: "The next one."
At this time, a well-dressed couple sat in front of Sang Luo.
The man was wearing a neatly ironed suit and was dressed meticulously, with every strand of hair oiled.
The woman next to him was wearing a black suit from the C family, but her hair was extremely messy.
His forehead was bleeding, and his forehead was already disfigured.
As soon as the woman sat down, she lowered her head and slammed into the table.
There was a loud bang.
The century-old wooden table in front of Sang Luo had a crack five fingers wide.
The other pilgrims in the dining hall were so frightened that they collectively screamed.
Some even stood up and stretched their necks to look at the woman with her head covered in blood.
"Yo yo yo, what kind of evil did you hit?"
"This is too cruel, the table was smashed."
Wang Haoyu hugged his wife into his arms and restrained her hard to prevent her from hitting the table again.
"Master, my wife drove to the suburbs last night. When she came back, she kept hitting the wall and her face was smashed. How can this be good?"
The surrounding melon-eating pilgrims also spoke one after another.
"This must be a fierce ghost! Ouch, look at this head, it's smashed to pieces."
"If you continue like this, I'm afraid your face will be disfigured, right?"
"It doesn't matter if you are disfigured. If you keep going like this, you will be killed sooner or later."
Sang Luo smiled coldly, "You deserve it."
Wang Haoyu looked stunned, "What do you mean by saying this? My wife is like this, but you, a cultivator, don't have any compassion at all."
Sang Luo did not answer Wang Haoyu, but said in a theatrical tone: "Pity? You should have mercy on yourself first. Next, it will be your turn."
The pilgrims in the dining hall began to talk.
Some people say that Sang Luo has not cultivated enough and has no Taoist heart.
Some people said that the couple must have done something bad and got retribution.
Wang Haoyu looked at Sang Luo's half-smiling expression, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
Finally, a bloody face flashed past his eyes.
His lips began to tremble, and after a while he asked in a slightly trembling voice: "Is...is that the old woman?"
Sang Luo looked sideways at Wang Haoyu and gave him an affirmative look.
Wang Haoyu stood up immediately, pulled Sang Luo to the corner outside the dining hall, and whispered: "Master, my wife didn't do it on purpose. It was too dark that night, and there were no street lights in the suburbs, so she knocked down the old woman without seeing clearly. of."
"You can accidentally drag someone for seven or eight kilometers? You can accidentally drag someone and then hit and run?"
Sang Luo's face was as cold as ice, and she looked Wang Haoyu up and down.
"You are also your wife's accomplice, right? That old woman won't let you go."
Beads of sweat broke out on Wang Haoyu's forehead, "I...I just asked my wife to throw her away and run away. Who knew that the old woman's clothes got caught on the wheels, which caused the car to be dragged along."
His voice was trembling with fear.
Although he didn't get out of his car to check it out that night, he later saw video of the accident on the news.
Due to his wife's dragging, all the bones in the old woman's face were ground to pieces, her abdomen was also worn out, and most of her intestines spilled out.
At that time, this extremely bad car accident was on the Internet hot search list for more than ten days.
Fortunately, it was a country road and there was no surveillance.
The people from the Civil Protection Bureau searched for two or three months but could not find any trace of them.
Therefore, I and my wife have been able to live in peace and harmony until now.
Wang Haoyu hugged his wife who was going crazy in his arms, and then asked: "Master, can you help me get rid of this ghost? If you can help me get rid of this evil ghost, I am willing to pay three hundred As a thank you."
Then, he looked guiltily at the pilgrims sitting in the dining hall.
"In addition, I also ask Master to keep this matter secret."
Sang Luo smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll take people's money to help them eliminate disasters. I will definitely keep this matter a secret."
After hearing Sang Luo's assurance, Wang Haoyu felt relieved.
Then, Sang Luo took Wang Haoyu to an empty room.
"You guys are waiting for me here now. I'm going to prepare the offerings and instruments for rituals."
"Thank you, Master!"
Sang Luo smiled, turned around and walked out of the room, locking the door.
He turned around and returned to the dining hall to continue telling fortunes and exorcising evil spirits for others.
After sending away the last pilgrim, the Taoist temple welcomed a group of special guests.
"Hello! Su Yu from the Civil Affairs Bureau, we have received a report here, saying that there are clues to the suspect in the 4.19 hit-and-run case."
Sang Luo smiled, "Yes, it's the case I reported."
Then, Sang Luo took out his cell phone and pulled out a recording.
The content of the recording is exactly the hit-and-run process just described by Wang Haoyu himself.
Sang Luo took Su Yu to the door of a room.
The banging sounds in the house came one after another, like a blacksmith's shop.
As soon as the door opened, a man and a woman in the room were banging against the wall like crazy.
(End of chapter)
