haunted pillow

"It's strange to say that this doll was picked up on the battlefield back then. There were ten of us, and there were exactly ten dolls. They were all superstitious in those days, and it was a life-and-death event like war. We didn't dare to throw it away. We brought it back one by one. It is." The old man glanced at it and said.

... Ten comrades in arms, ten dolls?

"Master, Mr. Cen is here." The butler came over and said respectfully.

Lan Yu was thinking about something at first, but she was startled when she heard the name, and turned her head to look.

The moment he turned his head, he heard a small, thin and sharp laughter: "Giggle."

It was clearly a child's voice.

Lan Yu's back felt cold, but when he looked back, there was nothing there. This lobby is a place where rich people live. The lighting and Feng Shui are very good.

"Why is it you?" At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the hall, very calm, unhurried, it was indeed Cen Yu, when he saw Lan Yu, he stopped and looked at him, and smiled slightly: "Gan ...Lan language?"

Lan Yu was also surprised: "It's you, what a coincidence?"

The old man in the wheelchair didn't expect them to know each other. He just said that he had invited two people this time just to be on the safe side. The Taoists said that this young man surnamed Cen was very skilled, and that he was self-taught, but he was no worse than a family of heavenly masters.

Cen Yu has a white shirt, black trousers, and a slender figure. He looks like a male model on a runway when he walks. Both An Lei and An Lei will stay there to feed the monsters.

"Thank you last time." Lan Yu walked over to talk to him first, and he was inevitably a little ashamed. He usually takes business, but it is some small cases such as exorcising earth-bound spirits, catching little ghosts, selling incense and paper money, etc. He is a half-baked rookie at all, and he is afraid that people will think he is cumbersome and drags his feet.

He thought a lot on his own, but Cen Yu didn't care, "It's fate to meet you, and I need you to take care of me this time."

Lan Yu's heart warmed, and she nodded desperately like a chicken pecking at rice.

He thought that Cen Yu didn't know the specific content of this commission, so he quickly took out the old photos and explained it to him. Cen Yu is worthy of being a master. After Lan Yu said a few words, he understood, saying that the most important thing now is The best thing to do is to visit the homes of those old people who had accidents, and then check that this group of people did not encounter any strange things on the battlefield.

"I think so too." Lan Yu was convinced, and said, "I have contacts here, so I'll ask him to check for me."

Originally, one person should be left to protect the old man, but this old man is really weird, coldly said that they are not needed, Lan Yu consulted with Cen Yu, and had to stick amulets everywhere in the house, and asked the housekeeper to watch He, only two people went out.

Lan Yu didn't have a car, and Cen Yu didn't seem to be driving, so he borrowed a car from the old man's house to travel. Lan Yu started the car while talking to Cen Yu: "Why did you come this time? I heard that this old man is very generous. gone."

"What, do you know each other?"

"How can it be?" Lan Yu said, "I heard from my peers before that the old man is very rich, but he has a weird temper. His own children can't stand him, so they moved out one after another. Now he is the only one in such a big house. Living, and the old people are all superstitious about gods and ghosts, so they spend countless money on it every year, if you help with Feng Shui or something, you can easily get hundreds of thousands."

"But if you really want me to take this kind of business, I won't take it. It's not reliable at all." He turned the steering wheel.

"Isn't there an old saying: misfortunes and fortunes have their own determinants? People's fate is like this. There is no such thing as avoiding bad luck and avoiding bad luck. What should happen will always happen."

"It's like those things on Weibo that say 'like it within [-] seconds, it will be a good thing', 'retweet this and your wish will come true', etc. In fact, even if your wish comes true, it's just misappropriating your luck. Other things should be unlucky, for example, if you get cured of a cold but break your leg, otherwise you will be rich and rich if you turn to Weibo and like it, and others don’t have to eat fast and recite Buddha every day to do good deeds.”

Cen Yu laughed when he heard that, "You are young, but you have deep insights."

Lan Yu's face was full of black lines: "I'm just a little baby-faced, I'm 24 this year, okay?"