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"Pick up ginseng."

"Zhang Gongan."

The two sides greeted each other in business, and sat down to discuss matters.Picking up ginseng does not drink hawthorn tea, Gu Fusheng makes lotus seed tea for him, Zhang Zhiping looks at Gu Fusheng for a second, always feels that he looks familiar.

But, I'm not sure.

After all, if it is really that person, it is impossible for him to stand here, let alone make tea with his own hands.

Picking up Shen, "Zhang Gongan?"

Zhang Zhiping came back to his senses, "It's nothing! Shi Shen, you mentioned to Village Chief Zhang before, and you have to tell us the cause of Zhang Shangshui's death again."

Zhang Shangshui was the name of Zhang Fengliang's father.

The people around him took out their notebooks and pens, ready to record.

Shi Shen repeated the words that Zhang Shangshui was eaten by his soul and hacked to death by his wife's mistaken hands. The person who recorded it paused, and was the first to question, "His soul was really eaten?"

Picking up ginseng, "true."

The person who recorded it licked his dry lips. What he originally wanted to ask was, do people really have souls?

Zhang Zhiping asked him to record it carefully, don't talk too much, things are weird, they just recorded them, as for taking them back, whether their superiors will believe it is beyond their control.

As for the murderer, apart from the weird part of eating the soul, who knows if Zhang Shangshui's wife killed him by mistake?And there are no witnesses!

If they pick up the ginseng, they choose to believe that she was killed by mistake. The people above them may not necessarily believe it... As for the final result, the worst result is that Zhang Shangshui's wife is shot, and the best result has to be sent. If you go to labor reform, you will never get out in this life...

After learning about Zhang Shangshui, Zhang Zhiping said directly, "Ye Wuqin and I are brothers, and I have heard a little bit about him. I came to you, and I also want to ask you to help with fortune-telling."

The colleague next to him said, "We also have a calculation."

Shi Shen said, "You all have positive yang qi, and yin things can't easily get close to you!"

Wearing this uniform represents justice.

There is also another meaning, ghost messengers in the underworld also wear uniforms, and they are classified as the same category as ghost messengers, which are instinctively feared by ghosts.

Zhang Zhiping and others smiled, this uniform was also their pride.

Shi Shen looked at Zhang Zhiping's face, his heavenly court was full, which was the aura of good fortune, but now under the auspiciousness, there were two strands of black energy attacking, the black energy was overbearing, and Fu Xiang was retreating, within three days, he not only suffered a bloody disaster, It will also harm the family.

Shi Shen tapped his fingers on the table, "Someone gave you something recently?"

Zhang Zhiping was surprised.

Two days ago, his cousin gave him a dining table, which was an ordinary pine table, and he just accepted it.

No one gave him anything except this dining table.

Picking up Shen, "When you go back, chop this table into firewood." He handed over a yellow talisman, "Ordinary fire is useless, use talisman paper to light the fire."

Zhang Zhiping was in a daze, and his capitalized Chinese character face was a little dazed when he connected the talisman paper.

"Yes, is there something wrong with the table?"

Can't!He has a good relationship with his cousin, and the two families get along well, so he has no reason to harm himself.

Picking up ginseng, "The table itself is fine. People eat three meals a day on the table. Fortune comes from the table. The person who gave you the table wants to break your luck. He is very smart and puts things on the table. The east side between the four corner pillars and the table is hidden, but I suggest you don’t have to take it out to see. This thing is very dark, and it’s specially prepared for you, just to let you die. If you touch that thing, there will be a bloody disaster! You can avoid this disaster by burning the table clean! As for whether your cousin is the one who hurt you, you can find out by yourself."

Zhang Zhiping's heart fluctuates from hot to cold, and he feels uncomfortable all over, wishing that he is at home now, splitting up that table to see what the hell is killing him, and then thinking of splitting it up and burning it to ashes, it will be over once and for all !

Shi Shen, "Don't worry! The table will be delivered to your house for two days. It just so happens that you have only had one meal at home in these two days. The evil spirit has just formed, and there is still time to avoid disaster! This amulet is on, and it will be taken off in five days." ! Keep you safe."

Zhang Zhiping's hands were shaking when receiving the amulet, he was so angry!

Several people in Zhang Zhiping's group were dumbfounded.

...Is there anyone else messing with the table?

Shi Can looked at a few of them, they looked as usual, and some of them were just a little sick, so there was no need to use talismans. Among them, seeing the youngest one, Shi Can smiled and congratulated, "Congratulations on becoming a father, happy twins .”

He also calculated the time for the two children by the way. The two children will really pick the time to come out, and they will have a great future if they have a smooth life.

That person was dumbfounded.

"Born, born?"

His daughter-in-law was seven months pregnant, and she gave birth. Could it be premature?

He jumped up, ran out, ran two steps and came back, his eyes were burning, "I, my wife gave birth?"

"You kid, you're twins."

"I'm envious, it's really capable."

Several people ridiculed, but the congratulations were unambiguous.It was also because he was in a hurry to go home to check the situation, and everyone didn't delay picking up the house. Zhang Zhiping paid for the yellow talisman and amulets, and others also gave money for the fortune-telling. Thank you again for Wang Chunmei's pasta and hawthorn tea. go away.

The young man who had twins went back to the village directly, and the others went to Zhang Shangshui's house and detained Zhang Shangshui's wife.

Zhang Shangshui's parents came back from the field, and when they found out their son was dead, they wailed and rushed to the ground, and wanted Zhang Zhiping to shoot Zhang Shangshui's mother-in-law to accompany Zhang Shangshui's life.

After a commotion, Zhang Zhiping got away with a few of them.

**

Ye Wuqin drove to pick up the house, saw Zhang Zhiping and the others, and honked the horn.

With his hands on the car window, he probed, "Lao Zhang, are you here to find Master Shi?"

Zhang Zhiping's face turned black, but he bumped into Ye Wuqin by accident, "Old Ye? Why are you here? Didn't you say you went to the county yesterday?"

His gaze fell on the person in the back seat of the car. Zhang Zhiping was standing tall, and he opened his mouth to call someone, but was interrupted by Ye Wuqin waving, "This is a private matter."

Zhang Zhiping understood, and greeted the people in the back seat with respect, and briefly mentioned the matter of Zhang Shangshui's family. Ye Wuqin glanced at the woman who was handcuffed, and asked Zhang Zhiping to hurry, "I'll find you for a drink tonight." .”

Zhang Zhiping, "OK!"

The car stopped at the door of Shishen's house, and Shishen and Gu Fusheng just finished drinking a cup of tea.

"Master Shi, it's me, Lao Ye! I'm here to escape!"

Ye Wuqin was accompanied by an old man with a cane, dressed in a Tang suit, he was in good spirits, the most prominent thing was that he had silver hair.

Gu Fusheng went back to the house to get the teacup.

Shi Shen supported the table with one hand, looking lazy, "Captain Ye."

When Ye Wuqin entered Shijia's yard, he lost his mind for a moment. Since Shishen took away the female ghost who followed him, he was in awe of Shijia, and always felt that something was pressing in his heart, but this time, he I didn't feel the depression when I came back last time.

That's why I was stunned.

Picking up the ginseng, Tsing Yi has been sent to reincarnation, and the things that can hold him down have dissipated, so naturally there is no need to be restricted.

Ye Wu Qinxu supported the old man and walked to Shi Shen.

"Master Shi, the teacher is the one I entrusted you to look at before. Teacher, this is the master Shi Shen Shi I often mention to you."

The old man held his cane in both hands, looked at Shi Shen, "He is a good boy."

Shi Shen looked at him, sat up straight slowly, and said casually, "The old man came to ask for something?" He grinned, "What do you want in exchange?"

The breath of the old man was the same as that of the living dead in the cave halfway up the mountain. The old man and the young man belonged to the same family. The old man didn't come to him for fortune-telling, but to find something.

Ye Wuqin pulled the stool away.

The old man sat down calmly and straightly, "What do you need? How can you say something?"

Gu Fusheng brought two teacups, looked at the old man's appearance, and could only say, what a coincidence!

The old man and the undead sleeping in the cave have [-]% similar appearance, except that the undead is a little younger than the old man, but their facial outlines are almost the same.

Put the faces of these two people together, and you just think they are old and young faces.

When the living dead came to Houbei Village, the old man followed.

Gu Fusheng handed tea to the old man and Ye Wuqin. The lotus seed tea left a fragrance after passing through his teeth. The old man squinted his eyes and enjoyed it, "Good tea!"

It was the most mellow tea he had ever drank in his life.

The old man couldn't help looking at Gu Fu's voice, "It's lotus seed tea, right? Little old man, I want to share with you, would you like it?"

Gu Fu refused coldly.

The old man smiled, he knew it was rare to have such good tea, and he could easily mix it up, he just didn't give up asking.

When drinking tea, it becomes precious.

The old man thought about it, "I'm old and not talented, and my family still has a little property. But in exchange for this thing, can the master promise?"

Shi Shen shook his head, "I'm not short of money."

The old man hesitated. What he wanted was rare in the world. His Niu Gulu clan had searched for this thing for thousands of years, but they had never found a trace of it. If the master can really find this thing, his wealth is indeed not enough. .

Old man, "Master, you might as well just say it straight."

Shi Shen played with the teacup, "Your ancestors are phoenix blood, and you will be two queens every 300 years!"

The old man's heart trembled.

Picking up ginseng, "It's a pity that the blood yin is too strong and counterattacks the male yang. Similarly, there will be a living dead every 300 years..." He pinched his fingers and calculated, "So far, there must be six living dead."

The old man stood up abruptly, his old eyes staring straight at him.

Before he came, Ye Wuqin mentioned to him several times about his ability to pick up ginseng. Ye Wuqin was a student he valued, and he knew his nature. Ye Wuqin would not lie to himself, and his family was special. A capable man is convinced.

With Ye Wuqin's guarantee, he naturally believed in Shi Shenhui's ability to read faces.

Shi Shen only had a face-to-face meeting with him, and he could guess that he was looking for things, not to come to him for fortune-telling, which made him definitely test Shi Shen's ability.

Since Shi Shen could count his family as Fengxue, he knew that this kid was definitely not at the same level as the masters he had met.

But it was only this sentence that made him completely lose his composure.

"So far, there are six living dead!"

The old man's heart was beating like a beating. He hadn't felt such a lively heartbeat for decades. He closed his eyes, exhaled lightly, knelt down on one knee without warning, and begged sincerely and solemnly, "Is it still possible?" Master Shi, please save me."