If you are afraid of ghosts, you have to hold on to the big man's thigh

It took almost two hours for Jiang Cihang to arrive at Hou's house.

At this time, the little celestial master had almost rested, and together with the restless Li Qiubao, he tidied up the messy living room, and put away those horrible pigs, cattle and sheep heads in oversized shopping bags one by one. The shattered glass was also swept to one place.In the end, he was shocked for Mrs. Hou.Jiang Cihang only appeared after the work was done, carrying several big black bags in his hand, full of Ming coins and incense.

Because the store designated by the little celestial master is located in a remote location, it took a lot of effort to find it.

When he arrived at Mrs. Hou's house, Jiang Cihang was already sweating profusely, his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, exposing his lean and smooth arms.Holding a large black bag of incense paper money in his hand.

As soon as Jiang Cihang entered the room, before he could put down his things, he was immediately directed by the little celestial master to carry Mr. Hou into the master bedroom to prepare for the soul-calling ceremony.

Find Mr. Hou's soul back.

Li Qiubao has witnessed this kind of ceremony before at Ms. Wang's house, but what the little celestial master will do this time is different from what he did at Ms. Wang's house last time. It seems to be much more powerful, and it is burning paper money again. It was reciting mantras again, accompanied by Mrs. Hou, holding the hand of the unconscious Mr. Hou, calling Mr. Hou's real name a few times from time to time.

Li Qiubao was afraid of disturbing the little celestial master, so he hid on the balcony with Jiang Cihang, and told what happened just now.Li Qiubao explained with some distress that after he sent the text message, he held the phone in his hand, but he didn't hear any sound or vibration.

"The signal is blocked by the ghost here." Jiang Cihang said very calmly, his eyes turned around the blindfolded wooden statues.

Blindfolded wooden statues or god statues have the effect of sealing, especially this kind of wooden statues of unknown origin, who knows if someone has added some evil magic to them, and it is more likely to become a shelter for lonely souls and wild ghosts.

The little celestial master asked Li Qiubao to cover the eyes of the wooden statue, also to prevent the spirit in the wooden statue, or "A Hong" ran out of Mr. Hou's body and then ran in again.

"It's good that nothing happened." Jiang Cihang touched Li Qiubao's head, his palm was warm, "I see that you haven't replied to my messages, you are really scared to death."

"How, how is it possible?" Li Qiubao was puzzled, and took out his big brick mobile phone to show Jiang Cihang, "I obviously..."

But in fact, the text message failed to be sent successfully, lying quietly in the draft box.

It's no wonder that Jiang Cihang was so anxious after making the phone call just now.

Li Qiubao suddenly felt the warmth and guilt of being cared for, and couldn't help lowering his head, whispering: "I'm sorry", and then said dejectedly: "I am so, so useless."

It would be great if I were stronger and knew a little more.

When encountering those things, there is no need to worry that Jiang Cihang will worry about his own safety, and even when he is in deep danger, he may be able to save himself.

It was not the first time he had this thought. When "Ah Hong" suddenly appeared just now, Li Qiubao was about to burn the paper crane that Bai Wuchang gave him, and wanted to summon Wuchang to come out to help.Fortunately, "Ah Hong" ran fast, so he didn't have a chance to burn the paper crane.

Jiang Cihang comforted me very gently: "You are already very good. Most people would already be frightened when encountering such a thing. Don't blame yourself too much. It's not your fault."

Li Qiubao blushed when he touched him, and was soon convinced by Jiang Cihang's words, and nodded.

At this time, a painful male voice came from the next bedroom.

Li Qiubao subconsciously closed his mouth tightly, Jiang Cihang also lowered his voice and said, "Something is pestering him not to let him come back."

Mrs. Hou cried even harder, her voice became hoarse from crying.

Li Qiubao listened to the movement next to him, and couldn't help worrying whether it would disturb the people.

After a while, the door of the master bedroom was opened, and the face of the little celestial master who had just recovered became a little pale again.As soon as the door was opened, it was Mrs. Hou who said in a hoarse voice that Mr. Hou was obsessed with ghosts and wanted to buy this house.I also asked Mr. Hou, who is "A Hong"?

The little Tianshi came out of the bedroom, went into the kitchen to get a glass of water, gurgling, drank a glass first, poured another glass and brought it to the bedroom for the waking Mr. Hou.

Li Qiubao and Jiang Cihang followed the little celestial master into the bedroom together. Mr. Hou was lying on the double bed, looking sluggish, as if his whole body was soaked in water.Mrs. Hou wiped her tears behind his back, and her emotions finally eased from the tension.

Once inside, Li Qiubao took a look around. Apart from the couple's photo hanging on the bedside table, Mr. Hou's master bedroom was covered with yellow talismans and amulets.

"After drinking this glass of water, tell us everything you know." The little celestial master handed Mr. Hou the water glass filled with cold water. After saying this sentence, he probably felt that it was not strong enough, so he added another sentence, " If you want to live."

Mr. Hou's already pale face turned even paler.

After drinking the water, he explained the matter clearly with a dejected face, "My wife should have already told you most of it...Actually, when I asked for help, I really didn't expect this kind of result..."

The facts are similar to the result of the guess made by the little celestial master.

Because of his family environment, Mr. Hou believed in ghosts and gods very much since he was a child. Before marriage, he had stable contacts with fortune tellers. However, after marriage, under the strong request of Mrs. Hou, he broke off contact with those masters.

However, breaking the connection does not mean breaking the thoughts in Mr. Hou's mind.

Taking advantage of Mrs. Hou's inattention, Mr. Hou cunningly used the Internet surfing to get to know a group of masters again, hoping to use the power of those masters to make himself "successful in his career".It's just that most of those masters are liars, and they have nothing but a clever mouth.

Mr. Hou was cheated out of a lot of money, and he gained a little bit of insight. After going around and going around, he finally met a group of young people who specialize in "spiritual detectives" on the Internet. Under the introduction of the other party, he entered a mysterious According to the group of young people, there are only three types of websites: powerful masters, knowledgeable masters, and ordinary people like them.

Speaking of this, Li Qiubao took a short errand, thinking of Yuanzi Xiaoli and Frog, and opened his mouth to ask.In the end, I held back and didn't interrupt Mr. Hou's rambling.

Mr. Hou continued.

After he joined the website, he observed carefully for several days, and after confirming that the people in the forum of the website were really capable, he was about to make a move, and sent a post asking for help, which was considered a small test.

When the little celestial master heard this, he suddenly had a bad feeling, "What did you ask for help?"

Mr. Hou hesitated, his eyes began to wander, and he wanted to skip this topic.

But the little celestial master refused to let him go. The more Mr. Hou faltered, the more guilty he felt, the more ghostly he felt.

The little celestial master said with a firm attitude: "Mr. Hou, I suggest you tell the whole story. Don't miss any details, or you will bear the consequences."

Mr. Hou couldn't help it. He looked at Mrs. Hou and then at the little celestial master. He finally gritted his teeth and said, "I... I asked someone to do a harmony technique for me!"

The three words "He He Shu" sounded so low that they could hardly be heard clearly.

The little celestial master asked again, and Mr. Hou raised his voice a little to speak clearly.

As he spoke, he secretly looked at the bewildered Mrs. Hou, a trace of guilt and panic flashed across his face.

Harmony.

Li Qiubao has the impression that Mr. Liang, who was pestering Amy before, used this technique.To put it nicely, it is to increase luck and marriage.

To put it mildly...

After reacting, Li Qiubao couldn't help but look at Mr. Hou with condemning eyes. He is already a man with a wife and a daughter, yet he still uses this kind of trick to hook up outside!

Little Tianshi and Jiang Cihang's faces remained unchanged, and they continued to ask: "And then?"

"...Of course it succeeded..." Mr. Hou's voice was even lower, and he quickly added: "I only did it once or twice! Really! I didn't do anything to hurt others!"

This "hurt others" is very subtle.

The little celestial master raised his eyebrows, but he didn't continue to ask, but asked Mr. Hou to continue "asking for help".

Mr. Hou breathed a sigh of relief for a while, and continued to talk about it. After the first request for help was a great success, his trust in the website increased a little. After that, he posted several posts asking for help one after another. business.

Sometimes you get a reply, sometimes you don't.

In short, the final result is of course "gratifying". Basically, the help posts that got replies from those "masters" on the Internet ended up as Mr. Hou wished.

Mr. Hou believed in the website more and more, and gradually became acquainted on the website, and met many "masters". The last time he asked for help, Mr. Hou posted a post complaining about his unchanging work and life, and wanted to become an entrepreneur. However, his career has always suffered setbacks.

At this time, a "master" said to him, "Your career is not going well, not because of your ability, but because of external factors. You have to use some small means to change your luck."

Because that "master" has helped Mr. Hou several times, of course Mr. Hou believed in what the "master" said, so he had private chats with the master several times. At first, he wore some transfer items. Then it becomes a change in the furnishings of the home.

Mr. Hou clearly felt that his fortune had indeed improved, and he even got a chance to be promoted.Since then, Mr. Hou has become more and more convinced of the online master, and his "appetite" has also grown. He daydreamed that he would become a millionaire one day, and planned to quit his job and start a business.

It's just that the "master" on the Internet also said that pendants and arranging arrays are just some clever tricks, which are not enough to support Mr. Hou's business success. Expensive and can only be obtained through other means.

Mr. Hou paused at this point. He dare not say that one of the three methods proposed by the master is to change the wife of Wangfu.

So, in the end "...the master suggested that I change this house..."