Paranoid man asks for a hug every day

This black-clothed Taoist priest is none other than Master Tianying, who came here following the ghost energy all the way.

The shop owner obviously didn't believe his words, and was still very angry at the curse of bloody disaster.

"Who are you cursing that disaster is imminent? What kind of disaster can happen to a bad old man like me in the family? Here are ten yuan for you, hurry up and don't talk nonsense."

The boss took out a crumpled ten-yuan note from his pocket, and quietly pushed the wooden box with a stack of red bills on the table with his other hand to the back of the kettle, covering the box as much as possible. .

Master Tianying still stood still, "It is true that you are the only one living in your house, but you also have a son who is a migrant worker. The matter of luck will affect each other. If it is not resolved in time, within three days , both you and your son will suffer bloody disasters."

"The two who entered your shop just now are not human. Think about it carefully, is there anything unusual?"

The shop owner's face became even more ugly, but he also believed the Taoist's words in his heart.

He really felt that what happened just now was a bit weird. It was because he was so busy making money to be happy that he forgot to think carefully.

How can any normal person buy more than a hundred sets of funeral supplies?

And when the two of them first came in, the room was chilly, and the radio didn't work well. Could there be a problem?

The shop owner's face turned pale. He is very old, and it doesn't matter whether he is dead or alive, but his son can't.

He is just such a single seedling, and his wife died early, and he has been a bachelor for more than ten years. Although his son doesn't come back often, it is only the two of them who depend on each other.

"Don't worry, I'll let you see the truth of the matter."

Master Tianying waved the dust whisk in his hand, brushing the faces of the two paper figurines in the corner next to the door, and they immediately opened their eyes.

"what!"

The shop owner trembled in fright, anyone who runs a coffin shop would more or less know about metaphysics and feng shui, it is a big taboo for this paper man to open his eyes, he has really attracted evil spirits.

"Crack... blah..."

The paper figurine began to turn its head slowly. The glued head and body were very stiff. The pair of black eyes stared at the shop owner. The pale face matched with the flushed cheeks, and the strange curvature of the mouth, which frightened people directly. Slumped on the ground.

Master Tianying still looked slow, took out a few yellow paper talismans, muttered a spell in his mouth, and then pasted the talisman papers on the two paper figurines.

They painted a little red cherries with a sharp wail from their mouths, followed by a burst of black air, and the paper figurines returned to normal.

"They are affected by ghost energy. The one who entered your shop just now is a heinous ghost. If you want to survive, just do as I tell you."

"Yes! Master, please save my son's life. It doesn't matter how much money you pay. As long as my son can live well, it doesn't matter if my old bones die."

The owner of the shop knelt on the ground and begged Master Tianying. Since his wife died, he opened this coffin shop. He learned some things and taboos from a neighbor, but he is not like other coffin shop owners. , I am a Feng Shui master, so I still have to ask someone to solve it if I encounter something.

In the past ten years or so, he has occasionally encountered some weird little things, nothing more than hearing some strange voices, or having several nightmares, but this is the first time he has seen such a ghostly thing.

Master Tianying handed a piece of yellow paper with a light pattern to the shop owner, and said, "I cast a spell on this paper, later you find a way to get them to take this away, and things will get better naturally." solve."

"Really, master? As long as this piece of yellow paper is enough? Can my son and I be safe?"

"Don't worry, I, Tianying, will make a move. Even if he is some kind of Shura Guisha, I will definitely wipe him out."

After finishing speaking, Master Tianying let out a hearty laugh and left with big strides.

The shop owner sat slumped on the ground, clutching the yellow paper tightly in his hands, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.