I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

The purpose of calling Tang Shangning is very simple. It is to ask him to find someone from the local special investigation team in Wenshui County to dig out all the bones buried under the dead old locust tree and rebury them. This is hard work. It's not oily at all. I was afraid that Tang Shangning would forget about it, so I emphasized it to him.

"Uncle Tang, I'm in Wenshui County." I pretended to be weak.

"It's not good to hear your movements, Xiaojie, are you injured?" Tang Shangning asked with great concern.

"That's right, Uncle Tang, I'm seriously injured. I'm resting at a client's house now. I guess I won't be able to get out of bed for several days." I coughed twice on purpose.

"My good fellow, I didn't see you get hurt when we dealt with that water demon back then. What kind of monster did you encounter this time?" Tang Shangning's curiosity was immediately aroused by me.

"Uncle Tang, is a thousand-year-old pagoda tree spirit. It is located in an old forest thirty miles away in the northern suburb of Wenshui County. It is very powerful. I was almost killed by her, but in the end I managed to win with the help of my wife. After saving her life, I killed the old locust tree spirit, but she must have treasure buried under the big tree, and I think it might be the green soul." I said a little excitedly.

"Really... With such a good thing, how can you leave it to others with your sixth character?" Tang Shangning is obviously not stupid.

"Who says it's not? Uncle Tang, I can't take care of myself after being beaten by that old locust tree spirit. I can move my mouth all over my body. Otherwise, I wouldn't tell you about it. Maybe this Wenshui County is not There are powerful practitioners, if someone else finds them, we will lose a lot. You should send someone to dig it without delay. Remember, Uncle Tang, if you dig out the treasure, you must share half of it with me. I told you." I said eagerly.

"It's impossible to share half with you. The treasures dug out of the ground must be handed in, and I can't make the decision." Uncle Tang probably believed it.

"Well...don't go, I'll call Lao Luo and ask him to pick it up."

"Boy, it's already late. Just now I have notified the local special investigation team to send people there. When Xiao Luo passes by, the day lily will be cold." Tang Shangning smiled proudly.

"Jiang is still old and spicy, Uncle Tang, you really didn't cover your heart. Well, I admit it. If you have anything to do with the special dispatch team in the future, don't look for me." I pretended to be very angry, Hang up the phone directly.

After hanging up the phone, I laughed and leaned forward and backward.

Even if Uncle Tang sent people to dig it out, they couldn't throw away the bones they dug up. Naturally, they had to find a place to bury them again.

In this way, I have dealt with this matter without any effort.

It was already afternoon when I woke up, I simply washed up and walked outside.

I came to the living room and saw that Yang Xiaowu was sitting beside her parents, chatting with them.

Overnight, Yang Xiaowu underwent earth-shaking changes and returned to her previous appearance.

But there are some differences, Yang Xiaowu was 23 years old before, but now she looks like 30 years old, this kind of tossing will definitely waste a few years of life.

I have done my best to become what I am now.

When Yang Xiaowu's parents saw me coming out, they were naturally very grateful. Yang Guoan immediately said to transfer the money to me, and Uncle Huzi went over and told me the bank card account number.

In order to express his gratitude, Yang Guoan also specially transferred 30 more and said some words of gratitude.

Yang Xiaowu walked over directly, gave me a big hug, and burst into tears: "Thank you, Young Master Wu, if you hadn't come here, I would still be in my seventies now, it was you who gave me the second time." Life, how should I repay you."

I gently pushed Yang Xiaowu away, and said with a smile: "If you gave money, that person's money will help people eliminate disasters. There is no repayment, no repayment, just say, it's all right."

At this time, I took a closer look at Yang Xiaowu. Although I can't say how beautiful she is, she looks quite temperamental. After all, she lives in a good family environment.

Yang Guoan had already prepared a sumptuous dinner at home, and called Uncle Hu Zi and me to hurry over to have dinner.

There are more than 30 dishes full, and she also brought out decades of aging wine.

During the meal, Yang Guoan kept toasting, and I also drank a few more glasses.

There was one more thing on my mind, which was to deal with Ma Haowen's affairs. Before it was dark, I ended the meal ahead of time, greeted Uncle Hu Zi, and then went to the village of Ma's Tunzi.

When Yang Xiaowu heard that we were going to Majia Village, she said that she knew where the Majia Village was because she had a classmate in Majia Village.

Hearing this, I was overjoyed, because I just needed someone to lead the way.

So, we called Yang Xiaowu, got into Uncle Hu Zi's extended version of the Lincoln, and headed straight for Ma's village with black smoke all the way.

After arriving at Majia Village, it was already dark.

At the entrance of the village, Uncle Huzi took out a box of Huazi and came under the big tree at the entrance of the village, where a group of old men and women were chatting. I asked him to find out where Ma Haowen's home was.

Uncle Huzi was able to speak well, and he was good at making connections. After a while, he turned back and said to me: "Master, I found out clearly. More than 20 years ago, there was indeed a Mr. Yin and Yang named Ma Wenhao in their village. Helping people from ten miles and eight villages to watch things, when I was helping people to watch things more than 20 years ago, suddenly disappeared, and never came back since then, their home is at the south end of the village, and the third one is."

Then the three of us walked towards Ma Haowen's house.

The third family at the south end of the village was easy to find.

This is a very old house, one part of the courtyard wall has collapsed, and the courtyard door is also an old wooden door from decades ago.

It seems that the situation in Ma Wenhao's family is not optimistic.

Uncle Hu Zi quickly knocked on the door, and an old lady about 60 years old opened the door, looked at us with some doubts and said, "Who are you looking for?"

"Hello, is Ma Haowen's house here?" I asked politely.

"He is my man, he died 20 years ago." When the old lady said this, she looked very calm.

"Mom, who's here?" A young man's voice came suddenly, and after a while, a 27-year-old boy walked over.

Yang Xiaowu beside me suddenly shouted excitedly: "Senior Ma!"

"Sister Yang, why are you here?" the young man said excitedly.

"I knew you were in Majia Village, but I didn't know you lived here." Yang Xiaowu said happily.

Good guy, it turned out that Yang Xiaowu knew Ma Haowen's son, and they seemed to be classmates, what a coincidence.