Maoshan Ghostbusters

The time was replayed a little earlier. The fat lady had just killed the woman in the red dress. She was still in shock. Under the guidance of a friend, she came to Master Sawan. Master Sawan Ji is also a Thai master who has mixed in mainland China. In recent years, the Chinese people have been more and more. The richer, the richer, all kinds of right and wrong also come, so the profession that specializes in solving troubles for people is quietly hot.

Master Shawan looked at the right time, and simply stayed in China and started a Chinese business. Over time, not only did I speak fluent Chinese, but I also made a lot of money.

The fat woman came to Master Sawan's apartment and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

The strange voice in the door still frightened her.

Although Master Shawan learned Chinese, Chinese is not his mother tongue after all, and the same words come out of his mouth with a funny accent.

The fat woman pushed the door in and saw a short, dark-skinned man sitting on the futon, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath. Because Master Sawan’s father is a European white man, his appearance looks different from that of a native Thai man. His facial features, big eyes, high nose, thin lips and sharp edges make him look somewhat handsome from a Western man. Handsome, but his skin still inherited his mother's dark skin, and his appearance is considered handsome among Thai men.

As for why his father is European, the reason is somewhat complicated, because Master Shawan’s mother is a street girl, and his father is a businessman from Europe. Then his mother stood on the street soliciting business and was told by his father. I took it back to the hotel for one night, who knows that this night, the two fell in love with each other. The businessman is generous and the street girl is beautiful. This is a perfect deal. After that, Master Sawan’s mother simply moved to the hotel and stayed with the merchant for half a month. Of course, during this half month, the merchant did not spend less money on her to buy gifts. After half a month , The businessman is gone. The street girl continued to solicit business, but found out that she was pregnant. The family persuaded her to take off the child, but she stubbornly gave birth to the child. After all, there was love for half a month. She gave birth to commemorate that moment. The fleeting love affair named the child Sawan. After Shawan grew up, he became a mage under the tutelage of a senior descendant.

The light in the room was very dim, the curtains were drawn tightly, the lights were not turned on, only a white candle was lit on the incense table, and the incense table was served with fragrant tea and fruits.

Because the light was too dark, the fat lady could only see the things around the Qingxiang case, and the rest of the room was dark.

The fat lady noticed that there was a big urn beside the incense table, and she didn't know what was inside.

The fat woman sniffed and found that the air in the room was not fresh. In addition to the strong aroma of incense candles, there was a fishy smell, and the source of the fishy smell seemed to be the big urn.

This is a very strange fishy smell, like the smell of something rotten.

As Master Sawan kept her eyes closed, the fat lady walked to the side of the big urn lightly out of curiosity, intending to reach out and open Weng's lid to take a peek.

As soon as her hand touched the cold lid of the big urn, Master Sawan suddenly opened his eyes and coughed twice.

"Don't touch that big urn, the things in the urn are not what you women want to see."

He still had a strange accent. The fat lady knew that he was a Thai, and it was normal to speak with an accent, but when he spoke, his voice was abnormally cold, as if he had come from hell.

The fat woman stared at Master Sawan, looking at Master Sawan's handsome face, which is rare among Thais, feeling a bit dry in her throat, and her speech became stuttered.

"Master Shawan, I have something to ask you for help."

"Well, I have heard about you. If you have something, you might as well just say it. Since it was introduced by a friend, don't have any worries, and I will do my best to help you."

"Thank you very much. That's right. There is a female ghost who is pestering me desperately. Could you help me figure out a solution."

"What kind of female ghost? What feasts did you have with her? Why did she pester you."

"It was her former business partner. Now she suddenly died. As a result, her spirit refused to rest in peace, always trying to trouble me."

Master Shawan stared at the fat woman's small eyes that were blocked by fat, carefully pondering her words, from his eyes, the fat woman read a strong distrust.

Master Shawan sneered, "What on earth do you have with her? So that she has to pester you after death?"

"No grievances? It's just a quarrel before, huh? I did it, but I didn't hurt her. It was her small-minded, brooding, and even dreaming of revenge when she died. She is a stingy woman who will avenge her. I know, I won’t provoke her. In fact, it’s just trivial things. She is so upset and upset that I quarreled with her."

The fat lady's babble, where is Master Shawan willing to believe.

"You are lying! This lady, since you were introduced by a friend, you should believe me and explain the grievances between you and her clearly. If you don't tell the truth, how can I help you?"

How dare the fat lady say that she killed someone, she felt guilty, and actually knelt on the ground, sobbing and crying.

Master Shawan saw the fat woman crying, and knew that she must have a ghost in her heart, and immediately comforted, "Don't worry, our practice teacher's mouth is the strictest. If you tell me the secret, I will never tell you. You I must tell someone else’s secret."

The fat lady knew that she couldn't hide it, and had to tell the truth.

"I killed her."

"Why kill her?"

Master Shawan was not surprised by this reason at all, because eight out of ten people who came to him were asking him to save his life because he was afraid of being killed by a ghost.

"Because she seduce my husband, she thought she was young and beautiful, so she could do whatever she wanted. I just wanted to kill her and give this **** some color. Master, can you help me?"

Master Shawan nodded, "Little meaning."

"What about the cost?"

"One hundred thousand."

One hundred thousand is nothing to a rich man like a fat woman. The fat woman immediately agreed.

Master Shawan sighed, "Do you have her birth date?"

"some."

The fat woman took out the birth date of the woman in the red dress and gave it to Master Shawan.

"Also give me your birth date."

The fat woman was taken aback, "Do you want mine too?"

Master Shawan nodded.

The fat woman immediately took out a pen and paper, wrote her birth date on the paper, and handed it to Master Shawan.

Master Shawan placed the birthdates of the two on the incense table side by side, closed his eyes, and recited the spell silently.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and said in surprise, "You are more difficult to do?"