The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

He thought that the parents of such an outstanding person at such a young age must have put a lot of pressure on them. At that time, Feng Yue said calmly that his father never cared about him. This made Pei Guang envious for a long time.

As a result, today Fengyue said that his father was no different from his own father.

"I understand how you want to make some achievements to prove yourself to your father," Feng Yue said as he opened the backpack, took out a few design manuscripts inside and spread them on the short table, "If you want to do well, you can't be impatient, keep your feet on the ground The safest."

Whenever Feng Yue said such words similar to "lessons", although Pei Guang was more or less uncomfortable being taught by a boy who was several years younger than himself, he always felt that it was a matter of course. Human feeling is a very sophisticated and convincing image.

"What is this?" Pei Guang took the top one and unfolded it. He was quite shocked when he saw the lines drawn with a pen and the notes on it. "The design drawing of Black Water Bay?"

"I can't talk about the picture, after all, it hasn't been formed yet." Feng Yue said, "It's just a simple line draft. I just finished the preliminary plan today, so I'll show it to you."

Pei Guang read the rest of the pictures, and the haze of the phone call with his father just now was swept away by these simple sketches. He nodded in amazement and wondered, "Did you draw it yourself?"

"Yeah." Feng Yue took a sip of tea.

"You didn't study design in college, did you?"

"Hobby." Feng Yue said.

Pei Guang twitched the corner of his mouth, his tone was a little sour, "Your hobbies are really extensive."

"At every age, I will develop a different hobby," Feng Yue said casually, "For example, at the age of 16, I like broadcasting and hosting, so I signed up for vocal music classes. At the age of 17, I liked architecture and learned design. I like..."

"Stop!" Pei Guang interrupted him, "I know you are excellent, please stop shining, I'm afraid I'll be blinded."

Feng Yue smiled and said nothing more, and slowly sipped tea.

"Your design draft is different from what we said before." Pei Guang frowned, "Will the farmers and farmers around the reservoir be willing to give it to you? Take a step back, even if you do, it's a lot of money." number."

"Don't worry about this, the field has basically been solved," Feng Yue said, "I came here today to let you see the plan. I may not see the disadvantages if I look at it alone. You can help me see it again. Regarding money, if you have difficulties, I will pay for it, and if you feel uncomfortable, just put in more effort in terms of manpower."

Pei Guang looked at him speechless, Feng Yue said with a smile, "Don't cry, I don't know how to coax people."

"Crying for you, uncle," Pei Guang snapped his face away, and laughed himself after a while, "I'm just a little touched, aren't you interested in doing these things, don't just because I want to prove myself in front of my father... "

"Hey, hey, what are you talking about?" Feng Yue interrupted him, "The more you talk, the more outrageous, don't get me wrong, I didn't do this for you."

"Ah?" Pei Guang, who was still touched just now, couldn't accept it, "Why not for me?"

"The person I'm looking for is also in Qiyang Town," Feng Yue sipped his tea, "I should naturally make this place beautiful."

"Oh..." Pei Guang rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, "Spring has just passed, why are you in heat?"

"Get lost." Feng Yue gave him a contemptuous look, "Take a good look at it and come up with a plan. It's not going to take a day or two to build this thing. If it can't be done before November, it will only be next year."

Hearing this, Pei Guang couldn't help becoming serious, and after going through several design drafts back and forth, he whispered, "You said that the person you're looking for is also in Qiyang Town, do you have a clue?"

Feng Yue tightened his grip on the cup, frowned and shook his head, "Not yet."

In the past few days, because of the busy work in the resort village, I measured square meters during the day and negotiated prices with farmers, and then came back at night to catch up with the map, which put the business on the back burner.

Feng Yue glanced at Pei Guang, who returned to his desk with the design draft and typed the plan on the computer. Let's ask about it in two days.

……

Song Nan's eyebrows twitched, Zhang He's question was really clever.

Why does everyone think that he should know what his father knows, because his father always takes him with him, so he will inherit his father's mantle, God knows, Song Nan doesn't know a few big characters, just the book his father reads every day For him, it is a daunting book, where can he inherit it?

Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang and even Liu Bingcai and Luo Xianliang thought it was okay, but why did Zhang He, who was in college, think so?

"You college students still believe this?" Song Nan took a sip of Coca-Cola and leaned back in his chair. "Don't you talk about science everywhere?"

"There are things that science can't explain clearly." Zhang He said, "Just say whether you can."

"No." Song Nan refused very embarrassingly, "Anyway, my father is dead, so I might as well tell you the truth. Although he was called a half-immortal when he was most prosperous, he actually didn't even know how to look. He doesn’t know how to tell fortunes, he only gets his experience from reading books that cost five yuan a catty on the street stall.”

Zhang He: "..."

"He was drowned," Song Nan said. "Everyone in Heishuiwan knows about it, and even a lot of people on our street know about it. Why do you ask about it?"

Zhang He probably hesitated after hearing what Song Nan said just now, and he didn't say anything for a long time. Song Nan knew that he probably didn't want to talk, so he didn't continue to ask.

Zhang He didn't stay long and left. When Song Nan sent him to the door, he looked around, but he didn't see Liu Hao.

"Don't turn off the lights in the courtyard." Song Nan told Huang Diwen who was closing the courtyard door, "Let's turn it on."

It was still early, usually Fengyue would go back to his room after eating, and he would just sit in Huang Diwen's room and force him to do his homework, and then he would go to bed after playing games by himself. No sleepiness.

This feeling is no different from waiting to die.

Knowing that my deadline is approaching, but the deadline has not come yet, I am worried and a little flustered besides fear.

Song Nan got up and went to Huang Diwen's room. The lamp on the desk was still on, but there were a lot of questions written in the notebook. Song Nan didn't understand right from wrong after taking a look at it, so he turned off the light after receiving a bunch of them. , When I went back to the room, I remembered that Feng Yue said before leaving that his lips were peeling, and took a glass to drink a glass of mineral water for himself.

Song Nan put the leftover half glass of water on the head of the bed, closed his eyes after lying down, and tried to brew sleep. After 10 minutes, his eyelids were a little heavy, but his mind was very clear.

He turned over, took out his phone and plugged in the earphones, intending to use the questions Huang Diwen recorded for him as a hypnotic.

In fact, most of his efforts were wasted listening to this. During the exam, there was no pronunciation at all, and he had to read each question with his eyes. Master Cheng knew about his situation. Will think of a countermeasure for him.

I have to say that Huang Diwen's feeble voice still has some hypnotic effect. Song Nan's eyelids are shaking, and his originally clear thoughts have become chaotic. Just when he was about to fall into the abyss of deep sleep, suddenly A male voice completely different from Huang Diwen's voice sounded.

The sound didn't come from the earphones, but it seemed to be close to the earholes, but people couldn't feel any breath. Song Nan shivered, and the drowsiness he had finally brewed was instantly frightened away.

Liu Hao leaned against the bed, with one translucent leg inserted into the edge of the bed. Song Nan swallowed, pulled off the earplugs and sat up from the bed, subconsciously grabbed the towel and was covered by it, and was about to fall asleep. At that time, he felt that his body was quite cold. At that time, he thought that the temperature of the air conditioner was turned on too low, and he was too sleepy to turn it off. He was startled by the sound and opened his eyes to see Liu Hao before he realized this. Kind of cold is not the same thing as the low temperature of the air conditioner.

"You don't keep your word." Liu Hao yelled at Song Nan with his head covered in face, his expression was extremely angry, but he didn't dare to go forward for some reason.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Song Nan shrank toward the head of the bed, trying to keep his body away from Liu Hao, "Don't come here."

I don't know if this sentence had an effect or what, Liu Hao really didn't come, but he was short and half of his body was embedded in the edge of the bed. Song Nan glanced at it and probably sat down.

"I just wanted to ask you for help, but you deliberately got that Fengyue here," Liu Hao said angrily, "I'm afraid of him, but it's impossible for him to live in your house forever."

"Did you ever ask someone for help?" Song Nan moved his foot inward, "Besides, you didn't say you wanted me to help you at the beginning, but you scared me. Who would see someone standing in front of their house all day long? scared?"

These words seemed to stop Liu Hao from asking, and he was stunned for a long time without speaking again.

"What do you want me to do for you?" Song Nan tried to ask, "If I can help, I will definitely help, but the premise is that you have to leave my house."

"You can definitely help." As soon as Liu Hao heard this, the haze just now was swept away, "I want to borrow your body to use it."

"Borrow..." Song Nan thought he heard it wrong, "Borrow what?"

"Your body." Liu Hao casually seemed to say that I want to have a meal at your house, "You have yin and yang eyes, and you are the closest person to us, so I can also use your body."

"No..." Song Nan turned pale with fright, and waved his hands again and again, "No, no, I can help you with anything except this, but this is not enough."

The last time his body was forcibly borrowed was when he was eight years old. At that time, Huang Dingguo had just picked him up for two years. Huang Dingguo also discovered that he could see ghosts at that time, so he used his eyes as a business opportunity, and he didn't grow cigarettes. Yes, I bought a lot of books about Feng Shui from the street stalls and came back to make up for it. It was also from then on that Huang Dingguo officially changed his career.

"How can you help?" Liu Hao seemed irritated by his repeated refusal, "Can you help me to atone for my crime?"

Song Nan: "..."

"You can't!" Liu Hao's tone suddenly became very energetic, and he murmured to himself like he was chanting, "He said, I can only do this by myself, otherwise I will be like him." Same, forever trapped in that black water, eternal life.”

Song Nan's back felt cold when he heard it, and he pursed his dry lips, "What sin is atonement for? Who is he you just mentioned?"

"You don't need to know," Liu Hao suddenly changed his tone, and said coldly, "You just need to lend me your body, and I'll return it to you after I've settled the matter."

How could Song Nan believe his nonsense, if he really lent it to him and found that it was quite useful, what would he do if he didn't return it?

This is a matter related to my own life, so I can't just agree to it blindly!

[The author has something to say]: Continue tomorrow~