Taboos in the Underworld: Starting from being paid a lot of money to beg for a child

After finishing the ritual of transforming evil spirits, the senior sister took Yadan back to her room to rest.

As soon as the senior sister left, I gave Tiedan a lesson.

It's a little more humane now.

It's much better than when I first saw it. It will nod when you talk to it, and it will bow its head if you are aggressive to it.

But once he started to offend, he couldn't stop screaming no matter how hard he screamed.

This makes me wonder if it is suffering from amnesia. Basically, everything I say to it falls on deaf ears and is forgotten immediately.

Put the iron egg into the wooden sign, and then start blessing the magic weapon.

With my blessing for nearly a year, the magic weapon has become more and more comfortable.

I have used it several times during this period and I feel that my spiritual power is much stronger.

If I encounter an evil spirit of the same magnitude as Yu Man again, I believe I can defeat it.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. When I saw my senior sister easily defeating the evil spirit, I felt that I would never be able to reach that level in my life.

But in just one year, I have already reached this level.

Therefore, many things that seem complicated, once you do it, you will find that it is not as complicated as you imagined.

We slept until noon, then our uncle drove us to have dinner.

While in the car, his phone rang.

After he picked up the call, he chatted in Thai for a while and then hung up the phone with a heavy heart.

"What's wrong? Is it those people?" Master asked.

Uncle Master cleared his throat and said:

"Yes, it's that Azan. Senior brother, the original owners of the Gumantong you broke up have basically suffered backlash. They are sick and injured. He guessed that there was something wrong with me and said he would come to me at night. He also said that if it was really my fault, my legs would be broken."

"Haha, I'm just afraid that if they don't come, we'll see who loses whose legs."

Master suddenly laughed, his smile full of confidence.

Master's confidence made me look forward to what happened in the evening.

If you want to say who is the most secure person in the world, this person is undoubtedly Master.

What he believes in will never be overturned.

No matter how great the danger is, he can keep us safe.

However, the master's temperament is a bit resolute, and he likes to admit death with his awe-inspiring righteousness.

That Yin Zai brought hundreds of ghosts to watch, wanting to unreasonably take away Master's wife's soul. Master would rather lose his life than to disperse the Yin Zai.

I won't comment on whether this approach is right or wrong, but I sincerely admire Master's temperament.

It’s still what Master said, what lives a person’s life is not his life, but his heart.

After a quick lunch, we returned to our uncle’s residence.

Uncle Master kept telling us that he was embarrassed and couldn't take us around.

In fact, we don't have much to do. Master only wants to help Uncle Master solve the problem, so he doesn't have much time for fun now.

We just want to help our uncle solve this problem quickly and then have a good time.

That afternoon, Uncle Shi began to contact some real estate agencies.

He plans to sell the house as soon as possible.

Tonight, after cutting off the contract between the four brats and him, we will leave Chiang Mai.

In addition, he also contacted several clothing companies.

All the goods on hand were sold at a price lower than the cost price.

After such a move, the uncle said that he lost more than 500 million baht.

However, compared with this trouble, these losses are considered acceptable.

Not long after the afternoon, an agent came with people to view the house.

The housekeeper was a short, fat local man. He spoke a lot of words in a gibberish tone, which I couldn't understand. Finally, he smiled and shook hands with his uncle, as if we had reached an agreement.

I asked my uncle if it was sold, and he said:

"Yes, I sold it for almost 70.00% of the market valuation. Who wouldn't want a house like this?"

I asked my uncle again why he didn’t mind at all when he saw Gumantong in the living room. My uncle waved his hand and said:

"Gumantongs are so common in Thailand, and most Gumantongs recognize their owners. They will follow their owners wherever they go, so even if I fill the room with Gumantongs, they will not He will mind because these GumanThong have nothing to do with him. I will sign the contract tomorrow and I will be asked to take all the GumanThong away."

I said oh.

After dinner in the afternoon, Master and Uncle Master went home to prepare.

My senior sister took me to a temple near my uncle’s home.

In Chiang Mai, there are many large and small temples, which can also be entered at night.

But there were almost no people inside, and the lights were not very bright.

Their temples are not like Chinese temples. There are fewer and fewer crowded buildings and open spaces.

The temple we went to only had two main halls, covering a large area.

There is an open space of nearly [-] square meters between the two halls. There are many stray cats and dogs enjoying the shade in the open space.

Those stray cats and dogs are not afraid of people. They meditate in the quiet open space at night, and feel the solemnity and sanctity of the temple with the cats and dogs.

The feeling was very peaceful, very peaceful, and very comfortable. It seems that you can see a lot of things at once, and your mind will become extremely broad.

Around eight o'clock, my senior sister and I returned to my uncle's residence.

Uncle Master said that the group should arrive around nine o'clock.

The master said that we should just listen to him when the time comes. While we were going to the temple, the master seemed to have already discussed a complete countermeasure with his uncle.

"Then what are we going to do?"

I asked Master.

Master smiled and said:

"If there are too many of them and they want to fight, just help fight."

When I talk about fighting, I think of that white-eyed wolf with a tough head and a tough brain.

, it is quite a fierce fighter when it comes to fighting, but I am not sure whether it can hit people.

I asked Master:

"Master, will Tiedan be of any help in fighting?"

Master said:

"It can be scary, but if you meet someone who knows a little bit about it, there are various ways to treat it. After all, it is just a fortune-seeker, and it is of no use without someone who has a contract with it. Wait until you get rid of his grievances. After the thoughts are removed, it can be the same as a real ghost, but at that time you have to transcend it."

......

While we were chatting, a business car came outside the uncle's door and stopped at the door.

"coming."

Uncle Master stood up and walked towards the door.

Six people came in with a roar outside the door. Those people actually broke in fiercely and closed the door.

When he saw that there were only six people, Master once again showed a confident smile.

Five of the six people look like typical Thais, and another one, like us, looks Chinese or Japanese or Korean.

One of them, a short and thin Thai man, started chirping at his uncle as soon as he came in. He didn't know what he meant.

The uncle nodded and bent down and took out a stack of one thousand Thai baht from his pocket. The Thai baht was divided into many parts, each of which was about ten pieces.

The uncle gave each one a share. Those people took the Thai baht and put it in their pockets without looking at it. They seemed to be used to earning this kind of money.

The master was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking calmly at the short and thin monkey who was scolding his uncle.

After the short and skinny monkey told his uncle, he turned around and walked towards the long tribute platform.

He didn't take us in the house seriously.

When he saw that there were only four Gumantong left, he gave the uncle behind him a big slap in the face and yelled some random words.

Master slammed the coffee table, stood up and said loudly:

"brute!"

The master's voice was deep and deep, with some authority in his tone.

Only then did the short and skinny monkey notice the master. He looked at the master sideways, frowned and said something unknown.

Not just him, almost everyone there looked at the master in confusion.

The man who looks Chinese is really Chinese. Even if he is not, he still understands Chinese.

He walked up to the master and said:

"Old guy, shut up. Do you have any right to speak here?"

Then he turned to the short and skinny monkey and said something in Thai.

He probably gave the short and skinny monkey the bestial translation of Master's words.

As soon as he finished speaking, the senior sister beside him suddenly stood up and slapped him hard on the face.

The senior sister said coldly:

"You are the only one who can speak Chinese? Do you also cooperate with my master? Get out!"

Seeing one of their own being beaten, the other four people suddenly took two steps forward, each of them looking fierce and ready to take action.

"#^&%$*("

The short and skinny monkey suddenly stopped them. He seemed to have noticed something was wrong.

But the man who spoke Chinese didn't listen to him. He touched his face and glanced at the senior sister with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Stinky bastard!"

He raised his fist and was about to hit his senior sister.

Fortunately, when the senior sister slapped him, I stood up.

Just when he was about to hit the senior sister, I kicked him in the stomach.

He staggered and lost his balance, tripped over the coffee table next to him and fell to the ground with a thud.