Seeing me bowing my head and silent, Xu Yan's voice became louder: "Do you know, Mr. Yin and Yang raises ghosts, this is not allowed!" "I am not Mr. Yin and Yang!"

He rolled his eyes and glanced at the beauty and replied softly. This answer obviously had already admitted in disguise that he planned to raise ghosts in the small courtyard of Chengbei. Xu Yan was also contradicted to say nothing. Indeed, I am not Mr. Yin and Yang. If anyone in Mr. Yin and Yang was not satisfied with my ghost raising, I wouldn't mind letting them talk to the Sheqing Ghost. Even if there is no small courtyard of Chengbei, I have been doing this. There are still several dead ghosts hidden in the umbrella! Now, hundreds of thousands of yuan have been wasted, and I am quite depressed. The construction worker said that, there is indeed no good scenery in the small courtyard of Chengbei. After accompanying Xu Yan to walk around the yard and several buildings for two times, he called a taxi at the entrance of the yard and went back to Laobian's house.

The ghost-suppressing talisman was still in Lao Bian's hands, and I don't know what he had found. As soon as he entered Lao Bian's house, he saw Wang Dong also. Tongtong was fiddling with a remote-controlled car and was having a lot of fun.

"Damn, you two bastards, where did you go? I don't know if I'm very busy, and I didn't think about helping me pick up Tongtong!" Before I could stand firm, this guy was saliva. I was so fucking depressed. Is Tongtong your son or my son? You didn't even give up. Why should I help you pick up your son?

"Shut up, if you can't speak, shut up quickly to avoid polluting the air!" Before I could have an attack, Xu Yan yelled first. In Lao Bian's stunned, she turned around and walked towards the bathroom. The familiarity with Lao Bian's home seemed to be no less than that of Bian Fei, who was the master. "Uh, what's wrong with this crazy girl? Have you taken the gun medicine?" "Stop messing with her, she's broken heart." Hearing my explanation, Bian Fei opened his mouth wide. Squirting has become a habit. He didn't expect Xu Yan's counterattack to be so unrestrained. Before he could open his mouth and continue speaking, I continued to say unhappily: "You also mess with me less. 800,000 yuan inexplicably wasted, give me the things immediately! Otherwise, I would be worried that I would turn against you!"

I was in a bad mood, so I took Bian Fei to relieve my anger. At least now, seeing this guy's face full of surprise, I felt very happy. The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Knowing that Xu Yan could not come out for the time being, Bian Fei quickly returned the ghost suppression talisman to me: "The time is a bit short, a little bit weird, but it's not good! The most important thing is the lack of materials!"

"That's your business!" I hurriedly stuffed the ghost-suppressing talisman into my pocket. I didn't plan to mix the materials I needed for Laobian. I wanted to make the authentic ghost-suppressing talisman. But the third brother told me that zombie blood and ghost blood, where can I go to? Is this kind of thing there exists in this world?

Wang Dong didn't care much about our conversation. This guy is better. Even if he didn't understand something, he wouldn't interrupt randomly. He knew his identity very well. He was not a person in this circle. In order to let Bian Fei explain the matter of the ghost talisman to me more, I invited everyone to have dinner. Because it was getting late, I just left the Lanzhuang Hotel, but I just found a nearby one. Because Xu Yan was always by my side, I didn't know how to ask about the ghost talisman. Unexpectedly, after having enough food and food, Xu Yan left first. When she came to the mountain city, she arranged a place for herself. "Uh, she didn't live with you?"

"Dirty!" Lao Bian said angrily. Wang Dong got up and said goodbye after he finished his meal. I finally had the opportunity to ask about the ghost-suppressing Talisman. I returned to Lao Bian's home and sent Tongtong to the side to watch TV. After brewing a pot of tea, Lao Bian said slowly. "Your ghost-suppressing Talisman is indeed authentic, an antique left from the pre-Qin period!"

Needless to say, the third brother recognized the ghost-suppressing Talisman at first sight. What I care most about is whether this thing has really restored its previous function. So I heard Bian Fei continue to say: "And, I can feel that this thing has absolutely huge lethality to ghosts, much more terrifying than I imagined. Lao Tan, I really envy you. You can get such a good thing by just going out for a walk!" Good things are not just ghost-suppressing Talisman, but there is also a peach wood sword in the underground palace hidden by the master. Although I am not very clear about the power of that thing, the weapon that can be used to suppress underworld civil servants like Lao Bai is definitely not an ordinary item.

"But, why do I feel that this thing is useless? Cough, the ghosts around me seem to be not afraid of this thing at all." "Impossible? Tell me, there are no powerful ghosts, let's verify them together. If you go down with a stone, even if you are a ghost in the blue sky, you will be smashed to death!" Lao Bian was very excited and stood up from the chair with a scream. Facing the good things that cannot be taken for himself, he was already very depressed, and now I still doubt his knowledge.

"Come on, where can I find you a powerful ghost!" I didn't believe Lao Bian, and he would probably not be wrong with his knowledge. Since there is no problem with the ghost suppression talisman, the problem must be the ones who are dead around me. Seeing Lao Bian squirming his lips a few times, and finally he didn't say it out. I smiled and stood up to say goodbye.

What Lao Bian wanted to say, I knew that he knew that the Qinggui was hiding in the umbrella, but he had never said it out loud. In the past, the Qinggui was an unshakable mountain for me, but now he has the real ghost-suppressing talisman, and the Qinggui is a good target of suppression. Bian Fei planned to let me pull out the Qinggui, and while destroying him, he could also prove the strength of the ghost-suppressing talisman. He found that I was pretending to be confused, and he didn't speak. He has been good brothers for many years and does not want to make each other embarrassed.

I replied at home that I didn’t control it, and the umbrella flew out by itself. The figure of the drunkard soon appeared in front of me, holding a bottle of wine in my hand. This guy was born for wine. Even if he didn’t get drunk, he would always see the wine-related things on him. "Haha, Xiao Tan, I finally found this when I returned to the courtyard in the north of the city today."

"It's the good wine you hid there again?"

"That's right? It's been too long. I have forgotten where this thing is hidden. I have been there a few times before but I haven't found it. Today I'm lucky. Come and try it. It's definitely more than thirty years!" "Forget it, where are the beggar Zhu and the others?" "Didn't the small courtyard in Chengbei re-made it according to your wishes? They all went there!"

"Damn, what does it mean to me?" I became very angry when I mentioned this. Even if I don't worry about money now, I will not invest 800,000 yuan as a waste paper piece. "It's clear that I am a blue ghost, no, it should be what you bastards mean!" This time, facing my question, the drunkard did not slip away on the grounds of drinking, but honestly answered the questions I asked.

Sure enough, last night, the siege Qinggui took my cell phone, called Li Sainan, and imitated my tone to tell Li Sainan what they wanted to make the small courtyard in the north of the city. The rewards and the money were all agreed upon. Fang Dongliang and Li Sainan were just helping. The siege Qinggui used my cell phone to be considered stealing in the eyes of these guys. Almost my things were theirs, which made me feel unhappy, but I could not do anything. For the few ghosts that lingered around me all the time, I was really similar to the transparent people, and there was no secret to it. When I was doing something or using something, the few dead ghosts knew to say hello to me, but now I saved everything. I don’t know if this is my relationship with them further or my sense of existence is weaker.

"Are you really not afraid of this thing?" As I said, I held the ghost-suppressing Talisman in my hand and weighed it twice, with a full threatening tone. The alcoholic had just drunk wine and was sniffing it. In his eyes, the ghost-suppressing Talisman, which is famous for the ghost-suppressing Talisman, seemed not as precious as the half-bottle of wine in his hand. "This thing is really scared in other people's hands, but in your hands, what does he mean? It was ignored directly. The alcoholic really did what he said. After hehe, the shadow disappeared, but it left a faint fragrance of wine in the room, proving that he had appeared here!

Holding the ghost-suppressing Talisman, I frowned, and I also heard some valuable information from the words of the drunkard. That is, the ghost-suppressing Talisman seems to be in the hands of others, but in my hands, it is a broken stone that can only be used for decoration. What's going on? Does the baby still have to look at the user's birth date and horoscope?

With a lot of doubt, I returned to the bed and fell asleep in a daze. Even if the ghost-suppressing Talisman was just a broken stone in my hand, I would not take action easily. This thing can be said to be of great importance to any Yin and Yang gentleman, and it can be noticed from Bian Fei's almost crazy eyes. The next day, just as it was dawn, my door was smashed heavily. While rubbing his eyes, he opened the door, and stood at my door in his pajamas, with a trembling look on his face: "Big brother, it's not human, it's really a ghost!"

In the quiet morning, the shouting sounded so cautious: "Cough, Sister Fat, why are there ghosts?" She was thinking about getting the person to the room, but just looking at Sister Fat, let's forget it, people's words are so awesome! "I'm really entangled by ghosts, not someone is making trouble!" "Calm, calm down! Tell me what's going on?" In her pajamas, Sister Fat is still trembling now. Although it's late summer and early autumn, the weather is not quite cold. Sister Fat is obviously not frozen like this.

In her trembling description, I finally understood what happened and began to doubt my previous thoughts. The incident in the steamed bun shop did not find any results. The Fat Sister and the other two had never bought food coloring at all. They opened a steamed bun shop, not a pastry shop, so they didn't need those things. Fat Sister prefers Korean dramas, and it happened that the Korean drama he liked happened to be broadcasting on TV these days, so she watched it late, and then she fell asleep on the sofa.

Many people have had this kind of experience, which is normal, but it is abnormal when Fat Sister opens her eyes in the early morning because she finds that she is not sitting on the sofa, but is thrown into the corridor at some point. She looks up and sees it is my door. Many real estate developers have used this kind of rumor about ghost moving to attack their competitors. What is the truth? No one has seen it, most of them are rumors. But now it really happens to Fat Sister.

What shocked me even more was that when Fat Sister woke up, she was not thrown on the street, but at the door of my house. This was even more bizarre. I had a premonition that no matter whether it was a human or a ghost, they were probably coming to me! "I'll find someone to see your house. If you really find a problem, you may need to pay him some compensation, so I'll forget it!"

Lao Bian is a money-loving person, and I can’t do anything about it. Now I also have Yin and Yang eyes. If there is really ghosts, I can do it without Bian Fei coming. But I still don’t have the confidence and think it’s safer to let professionals come over. After receiving my call, Bian Fei quickly came downstairs. Xu Yan didn’t come. Maybe because he didn’t want to see Ruoxi again, he was afraid that the wound in his heart would be further enlarged.

After wandering around the house where Mopanfang was moist, Lao Bian shook his head with a serious expression: "Sister Fat, the Feng Shui of the community you live in is not very good. There are indeed many lonely ghosts wandering around, but according to me, it seems that you are not doing anything. Moreover, from your current appearance, you can see that you are not entangled by ghosts!" "How can you do it? Sometimes I really can't understand it. Why can't the rich second generation born with a golden spoon in his mouth? The starting point is higher than that of others, why can't we work harder? As the little yellow hair shouted, the knife was slashed at my shoulder with a cold light. Fighting on the street is not a life-and-death battle. The little yellow hair probably knows that it is impossible to keep the bottom line of life and does not directly greet my head with a watermelon knife.

This level of fight was destined to end without beginning. For me, it was not even a warm-up. I moved my shoulders gently, and avoided the attack of the watermelon knife. At the same time, I turned around and kicked it out, not at the little yellow-haired, but a helper beside him. After a scream, the guy who was kicked by me knocked away the trash can on the side of the road. Before the little yellow-haired could understand, my fist was already heavily pounding on his face.

The watermelon knife was gone, and it was thrown to the ground with a clang. The little yellow hair was lying on the ground and was left with wailing, with blood flowing. Almost at the same time as he fell, another helper also smashed the baseball bat.
Chapter completed!