One punch and one ghost, you say this is mental illness?

"Why Yan, Mr. Lin has something to ask for." Li Zhongfen said.

"You two, go out and jump." He Yan shouted at Ah Shui and Gangzi.

The two nodded again and again, danced and went out.

He Yan turned off the singing, sat cross-legged on the bed, glanced at the couple, and then slowly said, "Tell me, what can I ask Bendijia for?"

The husband and wife looked at each other, and then at Li Zhongfen.

Li Zhongfen immediately said: "Why Yan, this is Mr. Lin, a clothing tycoon in Jiangcheng. The husband and wife have recently been haunted by several ghosts, so I want to ask you to help drive away the ghosts."

"Oh? Is Mr. Lin dumb?" He Yan asked with raised eyebrows.

Mr. Lin's face darkened, and he said, "I can talk."

"Bendiga thought you were dumb when you didn't speak and asked others to do it for you. I'm sorry." He Yan smiled slightly and asked again: "Tell your stories, what kind of ghosts are you?"

Mrs. Lin pushed Mr. Lin away and walked in front of He Yan and said, "Master, it's like this, we husband and wife run the entire garment factory in Jiangcheng, and it has always been prosperous, but in the past one or two months, our Garment factories caught fire one after another, but there were no casualties, but all the inventory was burned, and we suffered heavy losses."

"I checked a lot of reasons but couldn't find out, and the surveillance didn't capture anything suspicious, and then the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday..." Mrs. Lin's voice trembled slightly when she said this, and she looked at her husband with some anxiety.

Mr. Lin interjected: "The day before yesterday we went home, and there were four ghosts standing at the door of our house. Because the door was pasted with something to resist ghosts, the four ghosts couldn't get in, so they kept guarding the door of our house. The husband and wife launched an attack, if it weren't for the spell drawn by the master on our bodies, we might have been beaten to death by that ghost."

"The housekeeper and servants in the family have seen these four ghosts with their own eyes before, and they were so frightened that they left overnight."

"I beg Master to save us." Mr. Lin said with a mournful face.

He Yan closed his eyes, counting quickly with his fingers like knots.

Everyone at the scene didn't dare to disturb him, so they had to shut up and watch the scene quietly.

After a while, He Yan opened his eyes and said, "Tell Bendiga why those four ghosts are pestering you."

"We don't know. We have been upright and kind all our lives, and we often do charity, and we often go to temples to burn incense and worship Buddha. What wrongdoings have we been done in our lives?" Mr. Lin said.

He Yan nodded: "In that case, Bendijia will go with you."

"Thank you, thank you." Mr. Lin was overjoyed. He had invited too many experts, but he couldn't do anything about those ghosts.

The reason why they came to He Yan was also because of his reputation, but they felt a little unreliable after meeting him.

But now it is better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor than to kill those ghosts.

He Yan put on his shoes, touched his stomach and said, "Bendiga hasn't had lunch yet, so wait until Bendiga has eaten before going."

Mr. Lin is in business, he is a shrewd person, and immediately said: "It's okay, I'm treating guests, where do you want to eat?"

He Yan thought about it and glanced at Chen Twelve.

Chen Twelve immediately said, "I know where Gao Ren's favorite restaurant is, let's go."

The Lin couple nodded again and again, and the group left in a car.

The couple's car parked at the entrance of the mental hospital was an extended Lincoln. They were the largest clothing merchant in Jiangcheng. Although they were still not as rich as Chen Twelve's family, they were also one of the largest big families in Jiangcheng.

The car drove all the way to Chen Twelve's hotel. Mr. Lin spent a lot of money, booked the largest private room, and ordered a table of good wine and food.

Erqiu was also sitting on the bench, and in front of him were his favorite seafood, such as Oron, king crab, and sashimi.

The Lin couple raised their eyes to look at Erqiu from time to time, knowing that it was a divine beast, seeing it with their own eyes, their hearts were extremely shocked.

After drinking and eating, the group went to Mr. Lin's mansion, which was bigger and more luxurious than Liu Yishou's house.

After the old butler opened the door, a five or six-year-old boy rushed over: "Father."

"Hey, are you being good at home today?" Mr. Lin pampered the little boy's head.

At this time, the nurse also came over with a baby girl in her arms, and said to the couple, "Madam, master."

"Miss, are you doing well today?" Mrs. Lin asked as she reached out to take the child.

She stretched out her hand to tease the child, and said with a smile, "Nuan Nuan, I don't think Mom has one."

This family of four is very warm, and even Erqiu is a little bit envious. It would be great if it also has a wife, and then give birth to a few little Baize, so that it will have more strength to protect human beings.

After bringing everyone into the house, Chen Twelve looked around. This Lin family is quite grand, even to the point of extravagance.

It's just that there are talisman papers, mahogany swords, gossip mirrors and so on everywhere in this house, which looks very strange. It is obvious that the Lin couple was frightened by the ghost.

Erqiu squatted on He Yan's shoulder, squinted his eyes, and said quietly to He Yan, "It's so dark."

"It's too cloudy." He Yan sighed and shook his head slightly.

Mr. Lin's back froze when he was walking in front, and then he quickened his pace and led a few people to the study.

After arriving at the study, Mr. Lin opened the safe and took out a box of money, put it in front of He Yan, and said, "Mr. He Gao, this is a little care from Mr. Lin."

"Bendiga is not that vulgar person, it's just that Bendiga loses his cultivation every time he uses magic power, so this money is barely enough to support himself." He Yan took a quick look at the box of money and said seriously Said.

Mr. Lin curled his lips into a smile, and took out another box of money.

He Yan waved his hand: "Enough is enough, I know you are rich."

"He Gaoren, those ghosts have appeared in my dreams every night recently, even I always dream of them standing in front of my bed, exhausting me physically and mentally, this time I will ask He Gaoren." Mr. Lin As he spoke, he pushed the money towards He Yan,

Without waiting for He Yan to answer, Er Qiu jumped onto the table, circled around in front of Mr. Lin, and said coldly: "Mr. Lin, it's right to use other people's money to eliminate disasters for others, but do you have something? The matter is hidden from us? With so much money, I am afraid that I will spend my life, but do you know those four people?"

"I don't know it, and I don't know why. I've already found many experts, but they all... eh." Mr. Lin said, sighing heavily.

Erqiu narrowed his eyes, looked closely at Mr. Lin's face for a long time, and then said, "Mr. Lin, these ghosts have been pestering you for more than a day or two. You have been haunted for at least two years. Look at your husband and wife." The seals of the two are as black as African chiefs."

Mr. Lin touched his forehead subconsciously and said, "No, no?"

"Yin Qi is something that only this great immortal can see. How can you mere mortals see it?" Er Qiu's voice suddenly became sharp, and then he said to He Yan: "This kid is not telling the truth, he is everywhere in this house. They are all spells, and there is a soul suppressing formation, there must be a reason for those ghosts haunting him."

"Suppressing Soul Formation?" Chen Twelve was shocked.

I really know a lot about these two goals.

Er Qiu nodded and said: "There are eight trigrams mirrors hanging in the southeast and northwest in the hall of his house, and there are many talisman papers pasted beside the gossip mirrors. This is the soul suppressing array."

"Mr. Lin, if you don't tell the truth, it will be difficult for us to do things for you." Liu Yishou looked at Mr. Lin coldly.

Mr. Lin sat on the chair with his legs limp, and told his story with tears streaming down his face.