"" Ma Tao.

Half an hour later, Ma Qing happily returned home.

Ma Tao sat in the living room waiting for a long time, when he saw Ma Qing enter the room, he immediately shouted coldly: "You bastard! Kneel down!"

Ma Qing didn't resist, and fell to his knees with a plop.

Then he kowtowed to the photo of the uncle on the altar and said: "Master! Grandson is not filial. I forgot that today is your death day. Grandson kowtowed to you. I will buy more paper money and burn it for you later. I also hope that the grandson will bless his grandson and let him take care of it." This western restaurant is even more popular."

"" Ma Tao rolled his eyes and almost died of anger.

"You idiot! Shut up for me."

"Dad! I kowtowed and admitted my mistake. What else do you want? Besides, I have never seen you pay so much attention to the anniversary of my uncle's death in the past. What happened to you this year?" Ma Qing was a little angry.

"I wish I could hit your IQ with a stick." Ma Tao was even angrier.

At this time, a deep voice came, and there were still people in the villa.

"Mr. Ma, your son has been fascinated by ghosts and his intelligence has declined. You don't have to be angry."

"Dad! Who are these two?" Ma Qing looked towards the study room, and came out, an old man and a young man, all dressed in Taoist robes, as if they were old gods.

Ma Tao's expression changed: "Master Zhuo, do you think my son has hit a ghost?"

Zhuo Bufan nodded: "Young Master Ling has a lingering yin energy on his head, and his whole body is full of bad luck. This is obviously a sign of a ghost encounter, and the ghost encounter didn't last long."

Ma Qing used to disbelieve that kind of charlatan the most, but after hearing what Zhuo Bufan said, he stood up suddenly: "Master! I seem to have really bumped into a ghost last night. Four female ghosts, they seduced me and hurt me." Running around naked in the wilderness late at night, my face has been lost on the Internet.”

"Young Master Ma, don't worry. I am Master Zhuo Bufan of Qingyun Mountain. I have already read about you on the Internet. I don't know if I should say something."

Ma Qing hastily said: "Master, it doesn't matter if you speak directly."

"Can your western restaurant order me two honey steaks. That's right! Two more cups of coffee."

"???" Ma Qing didn't know why.

After learning that his son had hit a ghost, Ma Tao finally calmed down. He really thought that this evil person had a habit of running around naked late at night, and after a long time, it turned out that it was a ghost.

"Master Zhuo! As the Celestial Venerable of Qingyun Mountain, you are merciful, promote good and eliminate evil. Please help me with this matter."

Zhuo Bufan had a troubled expression on his face: "Slaying demons and demons is our Qingyun Mountain's job, but what?"

The next words were opened by Zhuo Zhuo: "But this time, Master makes an exception to help President Ma with his affairs. This is called stepping into the world of mortals and destroys the way of heaven. President Ma must give some items to avoid the punishment of heaven."

"I understand, I understand! As long as Master Zhuo is willing to come forward, I am willing to pay one hundred thousand!"

Zhuo Bufan sighed, and said seriously: "That's all right! Since Mr. Ma has spoken, then I will break the precept. One ghost is 40, and four ghosts are [-]."

"" Ma Tao.

Lao Tzu said that the four ghosts are worth a hundred thousand!

Chapter 100 The Battle of the Manor

After learning about the female ghost's situation in detail from Ma Qing, the group set off.

When the car passed Jiangcheng University, Zhuo Bufan gave Zhuo Zhuo a wink, and the latter immediately understood: "Mr. Ma! The sun has not set yet, even if we rush, the four female ghosts will not show up."

Ma Tao raised his eyebrows: "You two masters, what should we do now?"

"It's time for dinner. I think the Seven Days Western Restaurant is pretty good. It's better to eat and drink enough before going to catch ghosts."

Ma Tao glanced out the window and saw two long queues, almost from the western restaurant to the gate of Jiangcheng University.

"Haha! It turns out that the two masters like to eat western food. That western restaurant is opened by my dad and I manage it. You can see how well I manage it. The queue for ordering food is three blocks away. Let's go! I'm treating you tonight !"

After getting out of the car, Ma Qing triumphantly led the way, but was pulled aside by a tall and strong man halfway.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Ma Qing stared.

The brawny man is even more ruthless than him, rolling up his sleeves and ready to fight: "What are you talking about, wanting to join Lao Tzu's team?"

Ma Qing frowned: "Why jump in line, you must be sick."

"Don't pretend to be like me. I have already beaten away a dozen guys who wanted to jump in the queue all afternoon. You can either obediently get out of the queue and get punched twice by me." The strong man glared angrily.

Ma Qing became angry: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly, this western restaurant is opened by me, and I still have to queue up to go in?"

The strong man froze for a moment, and then showed an extremely wonderful expression: "You are Mr. Ma?"

"Heh! You have some knowledge. I am the real Mr. Ma!" Ma Qing held his head high, feeling that he was very cool at this moment.

The next second, the strong man shouted at the top of his voice: "Look, everyone! Mr. Ma has appeared and he is dressed!"

He is dressed?

Ma Qing frowned, why did this sound so awkward.

Who the hell doesn't wear clothes on the street?

Immediately, the crowd poured in like a tide, there were many discussions, and countless people took pictures and recorded videos.

Ma Qing squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty, feeling that his facial features were going to be squeezed out of place, ran to the car and found that his father and the two masters were there.

"Dad! Those people are crazy! Let's go!"

Ma Tao stepped on the gas pedal, let out a low roar like a wild beast and left in the dust.

Ma Qing breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said triumphantly: "The two masters have seen, how popular my western restaurant is!"

""excellence.

"" Zhuo Bufan.

Can it be popular for free?

The dinner was not finished yet, Zhuo Bufan and the two were very upset, and they didn't speak along the way.

The car soon stopped at the entrance of Nanshan Manor. Ma Tao looked at his watch. At 06:30, the sun was starting to set.

"Master Zhuo, go in now or wait in the car?"

"Wait until the sun goes down, otherwise I won't dare to show my face when the ghost sees me." Zhuo Bufan said coldly.

Ma Tao turned off the fire and began to wait in agony.Thinking of seeing ghosts in the near future and subverting the world view of most of his life, his mood is indescribable.

Waiting until eight o'clock in the evening, the sky was completely dark, but the lanterns in Nanshan Manor were lit up, shrouded in a dark red.

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