Siheyuan: Father Yi Zhonghai and Sister-in-law Lou Xiaoe

Suddenly, Jia Zhang began her necromancy ritual, which made the neighbors feel a little creepy, late at night.

"wait!"

After saying this, Yi Bufan ran straight home.

Everyone was a little confused, and Jia Zhang turned around and looked while muttering something.

Seeing Yi Bufan running in, he quickly looked at the three managers.

"Uncle, you can't just ignore this. Yi Bufan just came to our yard and he took away our things. He also borrowed money and didn't pay it back. He also sent Zhuzi and Dongxu to prison."

"If Yi Bufan had stayed in our yard, we would..."

Jia Zhang was halfway through her words when she quickly changed her words: "Old Jia, please come back soon and take away the people who bullied us."

The neighbors were all stunned.

However, everyone did think that these things happened after Yi Bufan came.

Especially those who borrowed money and didn't pay it back, they really have some complaints.

"It's no use doing this. You should order this."

As Yi Bufan spoke, he took out some white circles, which were cut out of hemp paper and had a small square hole in the middle. Anyway, they looked just like copper coins.

These were exchanged by Yi Bufan from the Emotion Mall after he returned home.

"Before I came here, my adoptive parents had just died, and I used this to chat with them."

"Tell me about your old Jia's birth date. My adoptive parents left later, so it must be easier to recruit them back for communication."

"I'll ask them to help you call your old Jia. He will definitely be called back soon."

"Look, that's it!"

While Yi Bufan was operating, he actually ordered it, which made Jia Zhang step back.

"Tell me your old Jia's birth date."

"I'm going to call my adoptive parents."

Yi Bufan followed Jia Zhang and moved forward a little, then struck two matches before lighting the fire.

"I don't know Lao Jia's date of birth!"

Jia Zhang shook her head repeatedly.

"That's okay!"

Yi Bufan said, adding another stack of paper and lighting it: "Dad, Mom, I miss you, but I have something to trouble you today."

"It's my neighbor lady. She misses Lao Jia and wants him to come and take me away. Can you help find him?"

"Let's give Lao Jia a beating first when we find him."

"If you can't find it, come up and talk to this lady when you have nothing to do. She loves to summon you dead people."

"Oh, by the way, her name is Zhang Cuihua, the daughter-in-law of the Jia family. This is the house. Don't go to the wrong place when the time comes."

Yi Bufan clasped his hands together, muttering something and kowtowing.

This action frightened Jia Zhang so much that her body began to tremble.

Most people in the yard didn't believe it at first.

However, hearing Yi Bufan muttering made my scalp tingle.

Suddenly, the flame jumped a few times.

Yi Bufan seized the opportunity and put his hands behind his ears: "What did you say?"

"Let me ask if it's okay to come see her in the evening?"

"Sure, of course. Zhang Cuihua is free at night, and she doesn't have to go to work. You can come and chat with her during the day or night."

"What? You guys are coming tonight?"

Yi Bufan spoke in a pretentious manner. Although people felt that it was not real, he inexplicably felt a chill on his back and cold sweat broke out.

"No, don't come to me, I'm busy, I don't like chatting with them, I don't like summoning them."

Jia Zhang's tongue trembled.

"Aren't you going to ask your old Jia to come up and take me away?"

Yi Bufan asked back.

"No, no, no, I'm not summoning anymore, don't come looking for me!"

Jia Zhang kept shaking her head and waving her hands.

"Oh, then, Mom and Dad, don't come to see her. Next time when she calls them Lao Jia, go talk to her."

After Yi Bufan finished speaking, the ashes left by the burning paper also drifted away with the wind. This wind came at a perfect time.

Everyone in the yard was silent for more than ten seconds before they breathed a sigh of relief.

The sound of a deep breath being exhaled could be clearly heard.

"How is it? Have you decided? How do you choose?"

Yi Bufan looked at Jia Zhang.

"I really have no money."

Jia Zhang looked at Yi Bufan with a sad face.

"Forget it, I'll let my adoptive parents come to you for it. They're pretty free anyway."

When Jia Zhang heard Yi Bufan's soft whisper, she felt it was a bit eerie and scary.

"No, I'm going to find the money!"

Jia Zhang was the one who believed in these spirit-calling stories the most in this courtyard, mainly because she kept talking about them and felt a little uneasy from the bottom of her heart.

Jia Zhang crawled home.

"It has to be you!"

Xu Damao came over and said to Yi Bufan.