Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

Chapter 794 Majors
Huang Jingshan was dressed in a black Taoist robe, with a bun and a goatee. From the looks of it, he looked very professional.

Wang Zhiyong took Huang Jingshan's hand and begged: "Master, help me, my house has a ghost, a cloud of black smoke, a human face, scared to death, my girlfriend was scared to move out ,What should I do!"

Master Huang Jingshan stroked his beard, bowed his head and pondered for a while, and said: "It is our responsibility to catch ghosts and subdue demons, but catching ghosts is a dangerous job, and it may cost you a lifetime. Moreover, doing a ritual ceremony costs a lot. Not too low..."

Wang Zhiyong didn't understand that, so he asked directly, "I don't know, how does Master charge for catching ghosts?"

Huang Jingshan was dissatisfied with Wang Zhiyong's statement, and rolled his eyes: "We catch ghosts, not for money! It's just that we want some incense money from you for doing things!"

Wang Zhiyong nodded again and again to make amends: "Yes, yes, yes, yes! Then, how is the fee charged?"

Huang Jingshan closed his eyes and turned around without looking at Huang Jingshan, and said, "2 yuan!"

Wang Zhiyong had no money, and he couldn't get the Song family's money. As a plant protection worker, his salary was meager. 2 yuan was really not a small amount, but there was no other way at the moment, so he gritted his teeth and paid for it.

After receiving the money, Huang Jingshan had a good time and greeted his apprentices: "Go, go down the mountain!"

Wang Zhiyong brought Huang Jingshan back home. Huang Jingshan saw that it was just a lost ghost, the kind specially designed to scare people. It was easy and pleasant to handle, and he couldn't help but smile. Then he turned around and criticized Wang Zhiyong. Face: "Hey, ghost, ghost, don't mess with it!"

Wang Zhiyong became even more panicked when he heard that he was frightened, and held Huang Jingshan tightly: "Master, please help me, I only have this apartment, so I can't just live like this?"

Huang Jingshan seemed to have made a difficult decision, sighed, and greeted his disciples: "How to do it!"

Several apprentices set up the incense table, Huang Jingshan bathed and burned incense, rang the bell and chanted mantras, the ghost standing beside him stood there watching, thinking: What are you doing here?
Chanting mantras, burning paper, burning incense, spreading incense ashes, and wrapping red strings, it was a toss.

Then, Huang Jingshan came in front of the ghost.

Only then did Yin Gui understand that he could see himself, but he was pretending not to see him.

He was fooled.

Huang Jingshan smiled at him, stretched out his hand to reveal a mirror, and a white light flashed, shining on Yin Gui.

"what--"

A fierce man screamed, echoing in the room and corridor, Wang Zhiyong was so scared that he almost peed.

As soon as the white light shone, Yin Gui immediately caught fire, burned away his resentment, and threw himself back directly.

At this moment, Wang Hongda, who was meditating in Dongxing Mountain, also immediately realized that his spell had been broken.

Huang Jingshan flicked his sleeves triumphantly: "Call work!"

Wang Zhi used his natural admiration for Huang Jingshan, and suddenly an idea came to his mind, he held Huang Jingshan, and said, "Master, Master, you are so capable, I have one more thing I want to ask of you."

Huang Jingshan raised his head, closed his eyes and shook his face, breathing out through his nostrils: "What's the matter?"

Wang Zhi smiled viciously, and said: "That's right, I have a flat with my ex-wife, and she lives in it. Master, see if you have any way to drive her away?"

Huang Jingshan looked at Wang Zhiyong with contempt: "We Taoists are saving the common people, eliminating demons and defending Taoism, how can we do such unreasonable things?"

Wang Zhiyong stretched out five fingers: "Master, if you drive her away, I'll give you fifty thousand!"

Huang Jingshan closed his eyes again: "You want to buy a Taoist priest's conscience with 5 yuan?"

Wang Zhiyong gritted his teeth: "One hundred thousand!"

Huang Jingshan opened his eyes: "What's the address?"

In the evening, Song Wenli put the flowers in the bedroom again, and Wang Hongda was more at ease watching her.

She was lying on the bed, lying on her side, facing the flowers on the cabinet at the far door, smiled, and sent a text message to Wang Hongda.

"Are you looking at me now?"

Wang Hongda: "I'm playing a game."

Song Wenli smiled helplessly and shook her head.

Suddenly, with a crash, the flowers and even the vase fell to the ground.

"what!"

Song Wenli screamed in fright, and immediately afterwards, the crystal chandelier above her head also began to flicker, and a dark wind suddenly blew in the bedroom with the doors and windows closed.

Wang Hongda was playing a game, and when he received a text message from Song Wenli, he couldn't help taking a peek at her, and suddenly felt a strong yin energy.

Without saying a word, Wang Hongda escaped into Song Wenli's house with a flash of green light.

Song Wenli was already scared and hid by the window, hugging the quilt and shivering, seeing Wang Hongda as if seeing a savior, she jumped up and threw herself into his arms.

"Scared me!"

Wang Hongda patted Song Wenli on the back, put her down, and said, "Don't be afraid, you're just a brat."

After finishing speaking, he sacrificed the precious life clock and smashed it hard at the door!

boom!
The Baosheng clock hit a place as high as a person, and a puff of black smoke was released, which gradually dissipated.

The temperature in the room returned to normal, the air flow disappeared, and the overhead lights no longer flickered on and off.

Song Wenli's frightened person was already trembling. She put her hands on the bed and let out a long breath.

"How is this going?"

Wang Hongda said with a straight face: "I frightened Wang Zhiyong with the kid yesterday, and he probably also hired a Taoist priest to frighten you today."

Desperate and sad, Song Wenli sat down clutching her chest, frowned and sighed: "How could this happen? We are husband and wife, how could this happen."

Wang Hongda sat down next to Song Wenli, stretched out his hand, mustered up his courage, put his arms around her, and patted her on the shoulder: "It's okay, that Taoist priest is not my opponent. After I clean them up, let's see what other moves Wang Zhiyong has." , I will definitely arrange for him to come to the door in person and ask to leave the house clean."

Song Wenli nodded, leaning her head on Wang Hongda's shoulder, nodded, and said, "I believe in you."

Song Wenli didn't think about these things in her heart.

"Are you crazy? Are you hooking up with a kid?"

"A man in his thirties is a child?"

"You are a round older than him, you are almost forty!"

"Wang Zhiyong is looking for someone who is more than ten years younger than him, and I am looking for it too, why can't it work?"

"How could Wang Hongda like someone so much older than me?"

"Look at him, that's obviously interesting to me..."

Song Wenli was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle in her heart, and she no longer cared about Wang Zhiyong's affairs.

Song Wenli lowered her head, stretched out her hand, and covered Wang Hongda's hand.

Wang Hongda's heart was beating strongly, he stretched out his hand, and interlaced with Song Wenli's.

Song Wenli's heartbeat trembled a little.

Song Wenli smiled wryly, and laughed at herself: "I'm almost 40 years old, and my heart beats when someone touches my hand. I feel that my life is really wasted."

Wang Hongda breathed into Song Wenli's ear, and said tentatively, "Then, let's not waste tonight?"

Song Wenli shook her head, frowned, broke free, stood up, folded her arms, and pointed to the door: "You, let's go, I'm going to sleep."

Wang Hongda was stunned, this person turned his face too quickly, right?

"you……"

Wang Hongda didn't say anything, stood up, a green light flashed, and he disappeared.

Song Wenli was so upset that she buried her head on the bed.

(End of this chapter)