Master Swindler

The fat man was so frightened that he almost had diabetes insipidus, his face was pale and trembling, and he looked back at Lu Qingjia——

"Jia, Jiajia, am I unable to wake up?"

"If I can't wake up, you remember to burn more things for me during the Qingming Festival. You have seen the prices in the underworld. Burning paper once a year is definitely not enough. In the future, the quality of ghosts, buddies, It's all up to you, brother, whether you want to eat well, drink spicy food or be poor."

Lu Qingjia smiled and said: "Well, people and ghosts have different paths, I have tried my best." As he said that, he was about to go in another direction.

The fat man quickly hugged his thigh and cried, "Damn you, you are so cruel~~~"

Lu Qingjia dragged more than a hundred catties of meat to the bridge, kicked the fat man down, and then turned around and fell down.

After Chuan woke up, the morning sun had already shone in through the screen window.

The fat man jumped up from the bed, touched his whole body: "It's alive, it's still warm!"

That meant that his money hadn't been cheated at all. Seeing that Lu Qingjia ignored him and got up to wash up, the fat man realized it.

If this guy didn't know what to do, he wouldn't just throw away the fake money bag without even looking at it.

While heaving a sigh of relief, the fat man pulled over the small box that Lu Qingjia brought in with him, which contained a pile of paper-making tools for precautionary measures.

Although it is basically useless, it is no wonder that this guy despises the old woman's family.

It is a bit disappointing to find that the enemy can be nailed to death with a single spit.

But these are not important, because the fat man suddenly found several wads of money under a pile of paper props. It was the man's 2 yuan and their several thousand, and a Rolex watch was found in the corner.

Even after returning to reality, the watch didn't turn into a piece of paper, it was obviously the real piece that Lu Qingjia bought with tens of thousands of dollars.

But wasn't this stuff given to that man?How did you come back?

The fat man ran to the door of the bathroom excitedly, and said to Lu Qingjia who was brushing his teeth, "How did you do it?"

Lu Qingjia had nothing to do with this guy's stupidity, so he said, "How many times did that purse fall into my hands?"

"twice."

"It is known that the second opening is a fake, so when did I change the post?"

"The first time." The fat man replied, but he still couldn't figure out the whole picture: "What about the watch?"

Lu Qingjia looked at this guy, wiped his face and said in resignation: "Let's talk while we have breakfast."

Fried fried dough sticks in the kitchen today are crispy and fragrant.The soy milk is hand-milled by a stone mill, and there is no need to waste manpower. Young guests who are used to living in the city will try it out when they see the stone mill in the garden.

While eating breakfast, Lu Qingjia said, "Then the owner is the babysitter, you should have realized it, right?"

The fat man nodded.

"This is actually just a bad street scam, relying on the greed of the victim and the surprise and surprise plot arranged by the scammers. It's just too late to think when people are placed into their rhythm."

"Once someone is really greedy for the lost money, they will start to feel guilty the moment they get it back from the 'lost owner', and they will fall into the rhythm of the other party at this moment. It's just that I didn't expect that you didn't want to be greedy." That money was actually cheated."

The fat man muttered, "Didn't I just see you meddling, so I didn't think much about it?"

Lu Qingjia continued: "The money in the bag that the liar gave me for the first time was real. After suffering losses twice, they should understand that I am different from you, and I am much more cunning and vigilant. All the tricks must be done at the beginning. You have to pay your blood."

"Generally in this case, the money is in your own hands, which will greatly reduce the vigilance of the deceived."

"When you go to the dark place and pretend to distribute the money, the illusion that the matter will end will make people's defenses to the minimum. At this time, the 'owner' comes up again. In a panic, under the cover of the light, the person will be prepared. A good fake leather bag is exchanged for a leather bag containing real banknotes, and the deceived person whose attention is attracted by the 'owner' can't even notice this moment."

"I thought the purse was still the same purse, and then the other party hurriedly stuffed the money lost by the 'owner' into the wallet, and as usual, gave the purse to the other party for safekeeping."

"Actually, this behavior is to increase the bargaining chip of the collateral. I guess they should have special means to find you accurately, or find the holder of your soul coin. I was already watched when I bought the watch." feeling on top."

The fat man exclaimed: "At that time? Why didn't I know?"

Seeing Lu Qingjia looking at him encouragingly with the eyes of 'don't struggle, fool, giving up is also a kind of bravery', Fatty wondered for a moment whether he was really fit to be a human being.

"It is precisely because they know the chips of all the property in my hand that they just prepare the right funds. If it is less, I will definitely not bet on the watch."

"I also noticed when he took out the withdrawal receipt. The time was exactly ten minutes ago. How could it be such a coincidence."

The fat man nodded again and again: "So you knew from the beginning that they were liars, so you played tricks. The first time that person gave you the bag for safekeeping and relaxed your vigilance, you exchanged the money? What about the watch?"

"During the checkout, I asked Miss Paper Doll to give me another piece of paper tied into a Rolex as a gift." Lu Qingjia smiled: "You don't think I'm not doing anything when you realize you're being targeted, do you?"

He spent tens of thousands of dollars, and the paper-wrapped watches of dozens of dollars were delivered by the lady without any pressure. Even Fatty, a fellow traveler, didn't notice. Naturally, the man didn't expect that Lu Qingjia actually had a fake watch in his hand.

After hearing this, the fat man can only lament that the world is sinister, and the underworld is not easy these days.

Lu Qingjia ignored him. The only function of this guy now is to work as a strong man.

It was the end of summer, and the weather was not so hot. Lu Qingjia started holding a theme festival two years ago, and organized it together with the surrounding businesses and hotels.

Through the previous two promotions and the rave reviews from the tourists, it is already an activity that many young people in this city yearn for.

Lu Qingjia also made the preparation plan for this year early, and is starting to arrange it now, because the popularity is very good for attracting investment, and the funds are relatively abundant this year, so the scale will naturally be larger.

The whole scenic area has been very busy recently, even if you fight wits with ghosts at night, you still don't touch the ground during the day.

When the evening came to an end, Lu Qingjia went out and came to a tomb in the back mountain, stood there for a long time with an unclear expression, and then returned home.

The fat man quickly served him a meal: "Where did you go, I'm starving to death."

After dinner, he smiled flatteringly and said, "Jiajia, don't you need me to go tonight?"

Lu Qingjia said, "It's up to you."

The fat man's face hadn't yet burst into joy, when he heard him say again: "After so many losses, no matter how stupid the other party is, they still know that this bone of mine is not easy to chew on."

"I remember you said that you can already see the old woman in reality, right? Are you sure she can't come out now?"

The fat man shivered, yes, although Yinshi is full of ghosts, as long as he hypnotizes his normal mind, at least neither ghosts nor paper figurines are intentionally scary there.

It's safest to stay by Lu Qingjia's side.

The fat man asked his concubine as if mourning: "When will you be tall these days?"

In the evening, the two of them were still the same as yesterday. The fat man saw that Lu Qingjia had fallen asleep, and called out to him twice but got no response. After confirming that he was asleep, he closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

As a result, in a daze, he heard a sound coming from under the bed, as if it was knocking on his heart.

Fatty opened his eyes in a jerk——

"Knock! Knock!" There was another clear and slow knocking sound from the bottom of the bed.

The night wind blows in through the window, lifting the white screen, and the shadow of the leaves outside the window can be vaguely seen.

The originally cool and comfortable environment outside the window suddenly appeared full of ghosts.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

Fatty's hairs stood on end, blood flowed backwards from his body, and goose bumps covered his whole body.

He stretched out half of his body cautiously, and slowly leaned down to look at the bottom of the bed.

The object of entry is a mangy head covered with thinning hair, as if feeling the sight of a fat man.

The head was slowly lifted up, revealing a wrinkled face like an orange peel, and a malicious light in the triangular eyes.

The two faces looked at each other, and the crappy old woman grinned slowly, revealing her mouthful of black teeth and the smell of rotten rat flesh.

The fat man's scalp was numb, his eyes were almost bursting, and he watched the old woman slowly crawl out from under the bed.

With a stooped figure and limbs like dead branches alive, he laughed at him.

"what----"

Lu Qingjia entered the dreamland and waited for almost half an hour before the fat man arrived, and she didn't feel anxious, instead she left the place without waiting.

Tonight, he didn't go around to get information in the name of shopping and consumption. Instead, he just found a crowded square, sat down in a place with a good view, and observed the ghosts coming and going.

The ghosts that appear here are all living stable lives in the underworld, have no shortage of food and clothing, and have any occupations.

White-collar workers, salespersons, civil servants, technicians, ghost messengers.

Ghostly bad!

Lu Qingjia quietly looked at the patrolling ghost officers nearby. They were dressed in the uniforms of ancient government officials, which looked out of place in the modern square.

There was no saber at his waist, and something like a baton was pinned.

These ghost messengers looked arrogant, and the pedestrians around them tried to avoid them as far as possible. In the crowded square, wherever the ghost messengers appeared, a small vacuum would be formed.

Lu Qingjia saw them casually ordering late-night snacks in fast food restaurants and beverage stores, and they didn't give money when they took the food. Instead, the boss smiled shyly and flattered them.

It can be seen that although the underworld is advancing with the times, many rules are different after all.

For example, pornography, gambling and drugs will not be prohibited here, just like the slogans on cigarettes before, because these things will not damage your health, but will create jobs and tax revenue. Lu Qingjia can even see the packaging of various drugs next to the cigarette cabinet everywhere Sale.

For example, although there is talk of calling the police, the ghost police must not be linked to the real police. Their power and deterrent effect on ghosts in the underworld may be the same as those in the feudal society thousands of years ago.

Lu Qingjia sat for a long time and got up, seemingly casually walking around the city, and deliberately came to some dark and dilapidated areas.

Sure enough, I saw a lot of homeless ghosts gathering in embarrassment.

They also don't have the same posture as normal people. They have severed arms, feet, intestines, broken stomachs, half heads, tongues hanging, and swollen faces. They have all kinds of ways to die, and they are forbidden to appear in front of prosperity.

Seeing Lu Qingjia who was neatly dressed like an 'upper class', these ghosts' eyes flashed with envy and greed, but they did not attack.

Lu Qingjia understood very well that this kind of restraint was not because of the noble character these ghosts maintained, but because they couldn't or didn't dare.

Lu Qingjia walked up to a few ghosts who gathered to enjoy the fire and could still see their dead faces, and raised a dozen beers in his hand: "Can we chat together?"

When these ghosts saw the wine in his hand, they were naturally very welcome.

A group of people chatted for a long time, until the beer was finished and Lu Qingjia got the information she wanted before standing up and leaving.

This time he took a taxi directly to a place, the driver put him down and left with an ambiguous smile.

Standing at the intersection, you can feel that the whole street is unique, full of temptation and desire everywhere, and the billboards and posters outside the store are boldness that Yang Jian cannot see.

Sexy and scantily clad girls dance in glass windows in a variety of styles.

Lu Qingjia ignored a few procuresses who were soliciting customers, and walked all the way, and finally saw a drunken ghost guard at the door of a massage shop, who was carefully welcomed in.

A hunting smile appeared on Lu Qingjia's face, and he followed into the shop.

The author has something to say:

Ghost messenger: danger!

Fatty: Did you just forget about me?