I adopted my grandfather

28

Qiao Zhiyuan yelled and sat up suddenly.Only then did he realize that the lights in the room had been turned on at some point, and Mo Xiaofeng and Gu Yuan were standing in front of his bed.

"I dreamed again..."

Just halfway through the conversation, Gu Yuan interrupted: "You dreamed of this thing again."

As he spoke, he pointed to Mo Xiaofeng's hand.Mo Xiaofeng turned up his left hand, as if he was holding something.But Qiao Zhiyuan looked over, but only saw a cloud of air.

Seeing Qiao Zhiyuan's blank face, Gu Yuan slapped his head: "By the way, you can't see." Turning over on his body, he took out a small bottle of spray, and sprayed it on Qiao Zhiyuan's face without saying a word.

Qiao Zhiyuan couldn't dodge in time, and when he was sprayed straight on, he felt a pain in his eyes, and couldn't help shouting: "What are you doing!"

"Help you open your eyes. Authentic cow tears spray, taken from the eyes of dying old cattle, pure natural and unprocessed."

After the initial discomfort passed, Qiao Zhiyuan opened his eyes again, only to feel that everything in front of him seemed to be wrong.The room is still the same room, but the space seems to be doubled, with a feeling of remoteness.He cast his eyes on Mo Xiaofeng's hand, only to see a black shadow lying on it.

The black shadow seemed to sense his gaze, and looked up at him, revealing an ever-changing face.

"It's him! It's him!" Qiao Zhiyuan jumped up excitedly, forgetting the surprise brought about by the abnormal situation around him, "What the hell is this? Master, take it away!"

When the monster heard his words, the expression on his face was extremely angry. He opened his teeth and waved his claws and wanted to rush to this side, but there seemed to be an invisible cage in Mo Xiaofeng's hand, which prevented him from moving.

Gu Yuan said: "Taking your ancestor? Isn't that bad."

Qiao Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment: "Master Gu, you sprayed me with tears just now, and I didn't say anything, why are you still swearing?"

Gu Yuan looked blank: "I curse?"

Mo Xiaofeng held back his laughter: "He didn't curse anyone, the ones in my hands are the ancestor spirits of your Qiao family."

Chinese people have a special feeling of worship for their ancestors.Grand ancestor worship ceremonies, enshrining the ancestor tablets, all kinds of actions are for the blessing of the ancestors.But in fact, unless a person turns into a wandering ghost after death, he will immediately enter the underworld and re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.Therefore, the so-called "ancestral spirit" is just a little obsession left by the ancestors to protect the family. After being enshrined day and night by the descendants, they began to have spiritual consciousness.But this spiritual consciousness is often extremely weak and does not have much effect.

"Your Qiao family must be a big family in the local area, right?"

Because it is a big family, it attaches great importance to the continuation and sacrifice of the family. After several generations of accumulation, a little bit of spiritual knowledge gathered together to form such a guardian spirit.It is precisely because it is a cohesive body that its face is constantly changing, like a hodgepodge.

After listening to Mo Xiaofeng's explanation, Qiao Zhiyuan dared to look at the monster. No, this time it must be called Zuzu: "Now, if you take a closer look, it seems that it does have the characteristics of our Qiao family. But why did it harm me?"

Mo Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows: "Who said it harmed you, without it, you probably wouldn't be able to live now. Let alone this trip to city B, you changed the ticket temporarily, then you know What happened to the nonstop plane?"

Qiao Zhiyuan was taken aback, and took out his mobile phone to search quickly. After inputting the flight number, a news of a plane crash and forced landing quickly appeared in the first item under the search bar.

"5 dead and 12 injured. If you were on that plane, you would be one more on the death list."

Imagining that scene, Qiao Zhiyuan got goosebumps and asked, "But, what happened to those inexplicable dangers I encountered later?"

"It's definitely not it. Its spiritual body is too weak. It's okay to frighten people in a dream, but it can't do anything else. But it should know the whole story." Mo Xiaofeng said, squeezed a finger, and said silently After a few words, the ancestor spirit who was lying on his hands suddenly stood up.

Just as Gu Yuan was about to ask a question, he saw the little old man suddenly turn over in the air, jump in front of Qiao Zhiyuan, swung his crutches and hit him on the head and face.

The "head and face" mentioned here is completely literal.Because this little old man is really too small now, his whole body is only half the size of Qiao Zhiyuan's face, and the little crutch is more like a toothpick, it doesn't hurt to hit someone, but occasionally poking his face is like a needle prick.

Qiao Zhiyuan stood there obediently, not daring to grab its crutch this time.It is probably a tradition left by the family, he still has an instinctive awe of his ancestors, anyway, it doesn't hurt, so just hit him if you want.However, the little old man's body was very cold, and the crutches were pulled over, bringing a gust of cold wind, his nose itched, and he couldn't hold it back, and sneezed.

"A chirp!"

The little old man was blown by this "strong wind" and turned six or seven somersaults backwards. Before sticking to the wall, Gu Yuan stretched out his hand to catch him, lying on his hand and gasping for breath.

Mo Xiaofeng couldn't help persuading him: "Master, just make sense of it. Anyway, he doesn't hurt, so you will be tired later."

The little old man got up humming and chirping, and said angrily, "If it wasn't for the fact that I always have to use my body to warn this unworthy descendant, and it took a lot of spiritual power, I wouldn't be so weak now."

As soon as Mo Xiaofeng's obedient boss arrived, he quickly asked: "Master, who is it that wants to harm your unworthy descendant?"

Zu Ling snorted angrily, and glared at Qiao Zhiyuan: "Ask him! If it wasn't for the fact that he is a direct descendant of the Qiao family, I wouldn't be so anxious to rescue him."

Qiao Zhiyuan looked blank: "Me? I don't know anything."

Mo Xiaofeng said: "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Qiao's misfortune is related to his fortune, right?"

The ancestral spirit snorted heavily: "Since ancient times, there has been no such thing as a pie in the sky. People's luck is determined by the heavens. Which one of the ancestors of our Qiao family didn't rely on their own hands to create their fortunes?" , even if you can’t get rich, at least you can live your life in peace. It’s not like you, a kid who is eager for quick success and quick profit, and trades fate for luck!” After finishing speaking, he gave a heavy blow to the crutch.

Gu Yuan hurriedly said: "Take it easy, this is the palm of my hand."

Qiao Zhiyuan was even more at a loss: "I didn't trade my fate for my luck! Director Mo, Master Gu, don't be angry when you say it. I didn't believe you masters before. I thought you were charlatans. I avoided fortune-tellers on the street. Walk."

Zu Ling stared: "Still stubborn! Two years ago, around this time, don't you remember what you did?"

Qiao Zhiyuan patted the back of his head, but couldn't remember anything.

Mo Xiaofeng said lightly: "Actually, the cultivation world is also advancing with the times. In addition to the traditional method of setting up altars and spells to exorcise evil spirits, sometimes electronic devices such as mobile phones and computers are also used."

One sentence opened Qiao Zhiyuan's mind: "Could it be that..."

It was the most difficult period for him to start a business. Seeing that the company was about to close down, his self-doubt reached its peak.When he has nothing to do, he spends time on Internet forums, venting his dissatisfaction with the society by posting replies.One day, he saw a post with the title "If you exchanged 1000 million for your ten years of life, would you be willing?".

At that time, he was already poor and white, and he was so jealous that he was short of money, so he immediately replied "yes".Soon he received a short message, and someone sent him a link URL.

After he opened the website, he found that it was a large-scale forum, and the number of registered people in it had reached tens of thousands.After he registered, someone contacted him by private message immediately, and then signed a strange contract.

"Exchange 1000 million for a ten-year contract?"

Qiao Zhiyuan said with a bitter face: "I was so unlucky at that time, I thought in my heart that ten years of life is nothing to me, and I might as well die if I live so uselessly. Besides, isn't that just a joke on the Internet? Is it? Although it was quite formal, I thought it was a new way of playing, and I didn't take it seriously at all."

Mo Xiaofeng frowned: "But since then, your luck has indeed changed. Not only the company's operation is getting better and better, but also your wealth fortune has exploded. You never feel that something is wrong?"

"I thought it was my bad luck that had come to an end, but it was Jitai."

Zu Ling was so angry that the little walking stick knocked wildly: "Confused! Confused! I only care about my luck, I don't know that a catastrophe is coming!"

Gu Yuan hurriedly said: "Master, calm down, this is my hand."

Mo Xiaofeng said: "If you earn 3000 million in the past two years, your life expectancy will be shortened by 30 years. Suppose your life expectancy is 70 years old, and now you are 40 years old, I am afraid it will be cold."

Qiao Zhiyuan's face suddenly became ugly. He has earned more than 3000 million in the past two years: "I didn't expect this to happen. When I registered, I used a fake identity. I thought it was just for fun... Director Mo ,I now how to do?"

Mo Xiaofeng thought for a while: "Let's find out that website first."

Gu Yuan interjected: "That's right, changing one's luck against the sky is a forbidden technique, not to mention that these people are simply collecting lives under the pretext of changing their lives. We must find out their black dens and catch them all."

At that moment, Qiao Zhiyuan turned on his mobile phone to search the website, but he couldn't find it after searching around: "Is this only available on the PC side? I used a computer to log in at the beginning."

Qiao Zhiyuan brought a laptop with him when he came, and Cheng Liwen took it to watch online dramas.They called Cheng Liwen over from the next door overnight.

Cheng Liwen was wearing short-sleeved home clothes, and she shivered as soon as she entered the door: "Why is the air conditioner in your room so low?"

In fact, it was not the air conditioner, but the yin energy of the ancestral spirit that made the whole room cold and threatening, but Cheng Liwen didn't open his eyes, and couldn't see this weird little old man.

Mo Xiaofeng took out an evil talisman, handed it to Cheng Liwen in a cold and noble manner, and said, "Put this talisman on your body, and you won't feel cold immediately."

Cheng Liwen looked at the talisman for a while, then silently took the jacket that Qiao Zhiyuan handed over.

Mo Xiaofeng: "..."

Gu Yuan couldn't help but said from the side: "Let the big girl stick talismans on her body like a zombie, Mo Dao, what do you think?" Quickly and carefully took the evil spirit talisman, said: "She doesn't want it, I want it."

Over there, Qiao Zhiyuan has already opened the notebook to look up the previous records, but the link is opened, and the wrong domain name is displayed: "Strange, this domain name is correct."

Mo Xiaofeng murmured: "Maybe it was restricted by someone, only qualified people can open this webpage."

"What conditions can I meet?" Qiao Zhiyuan thought about it carefully, then suddenly slapped his forehead, "By the way, I was very unlucky at that time."

"That's why there must be someone with a bad luck to open this webpage." Gu Yuan looked at the heads of several people one by one, and said, "We don't have such unlucky people here."

Mo Xiaofeng said leisurely: "There is nothing to make, a bad luck talisman can do it."

Gu Yuan suddenly realized: "Yes, you can use a bad luck talisman! But who is this talisman on?"

Mo Xiaofeng looked at him with a smile.

Gu Yuan: "..." He just said something extra, why don't you do this!