Start call: My pet actually comes from history

The night passed quickly.

After finishing lunch early the next day, at just eleven o'clock, Su Buyu carried his teammate Zhang Jiaozhi out of the hotel and went on his way to make money.

The sun is hot.

Zhang Jiaozhi, who got into a modern car for the first time, was very curious about the car.

then.

Then there appeared the second guy who suffered from motion sickness after Kuang Yinwang, a great sage who traveled tens of thousands of miles in his life, and General Tiangong who measured countless lands of the Han Dynasty with his feet. He was successfully killed by a car when the car was approaching its destination. Feeling dizzy, he leaned against Su Buyu and closed his eyes tightly.

until getting off.

The situation improved after Zhang Jiaozhi felt the air flowing around him.

Su Buyu looked amused and subconsciously joked: "General Tiangong, can you do it? Why do you feel faint while sitting in a car?"

"Pindao."

Zhang Jiaozhi wanted to speak when he heard the words, but as soon as he uttered two words, he couldn't help lowering his head and retching. After a full three seconds, he said: "The air in this car is like a jar of stagnant water. This poor man has the feeling of recalling his previous life." The feeling of being so sick that I can’t move, vomit.”

"You have a mental illness. Just sit down for a while and it will be better. Go in first."

Su Buyu smiled.

He put Zhang Jiaozhi on his shoulder and walked towards the community. It was noon and there was no one there. The security guard at the door dutifully walked out of the post under the scorching sun: "Sir, are you the owner? If you are not the owner, you need to register."

heard.

After Su Buyu dutifully registered, he took Zhang Jiaozhi into the community.

The community is newly built.

It focuses on the so-called high-end, but Su Buyu can't quite tell where the high-end is. The greening and other features of each community are pretty much the same, and the outside of the buildings in the community are also pretty much the same. Maybe it's because the house prices are high-end enough, after all, it's said to be far from the city center. It only takes [-] minutes to drive, so house prices start at [-].

The occupancy rate is pretty good.

At least from Su Buyu's perspective, there were clothes hanging to dry on many balconies.

go further inside.

Passing through the buildings, the townhouse area enjoying the most beautiful sunshine appeared in front of Su Buyu. He lowered his head and looked at his phone, the fourth building.

After reaching the destination.

Su Buyu confirmed the door number and pressed the doorbell.

Ding Dong!

The door of the villa opened quickly. A middle-aged woman with gray hair in an apron stood at the door. When she saw Su Buyu, she quickly stepped forward, opened the courtyard door, and asked with a hint of dialect: "Is it Su?" Master, the boss and wife have been waiting for you for a long time, please come in with me quickly."

"It's me, okay, Auntie."

Su Buyu nodded lightly and followed the woman into the house.

There was no time to look at the decoration inside the house.

Didn't change shoes either.

Then he was led by the middle-aged woman to the stairs and headed upstairs to the villa.

Go all the way to the third floor.

A quarrel came from a bedroom with a half-opened door and fell into Su Buyu's ears.

"Mom, Dad, I have already said that we should take my sister to the hospital for a check-up now, instead of waiting here for some master. Do you have any materialistic ideas?"

"Shut up, you don't know anything."

"I don't know. No matter how much I don't know, it's better than you praying to God here. You are really crazy. All the masters are fake. I beg you, please take my sister to the hospital."

"..."

Su Buyu seemed as if he hadn't heard anything.

He didn't feel embarrassed.

But there is a problem.

No...Didn't Zhong Xuan tell him yesterday that his son was haunted by a female ghost? Why did he just hear that it was his sister? Maybe he heard it wrong yesterday.

A wave of doubts suddenly filled Su Buyu's mind.

At this time-

The middle-aged woman walked up to the room and knocked on the door gently. After the room became quiet, she said, "Boss, madam, Master Su is here. Can I bring Master Su in now?"

The voice fell.

There was a noise in the room.

A middle-aged man quickly opened the door and walked out.

The man looked very haggard.

His eyes were still bloodshot.

But he still smiled.

He stepped forward and stretched out his hand to Su Buyu: "Hello, Master Su, we have been waiting for you for a long time. I didn't expect you to be so young, master. By the way, my name is Qiao Zhong. Master, just call me Lao Qiao."

Qiao Zhong was not surprised by Su Buyu's young appearance and the squirrel on his shoulder.

There are things others don't know.

But he still had some information, such as Zhong Xuan, who had heard about the special department.

"Hello, Boss Qiao"

Su Buyu automatically put on airs, automatically chose a slightly compromise title, and then continued: "Boss Qiao, please take me in first to have a look."

Straight to the point.

Of course Qiao Zhong wanted it: "Master Su, please come in with me."

...

Into the bedroom.

A smell of heather that could not be suppressed by aromatherapy poured into the nasal cavity, which made Su Buyu raise his hand to rub the wings of his nose, which was not used to it.

Look around.

There are posters of antique women all around. The pink princess bed is located in the center of the bedroom. On the bed, a frowning girl has her eyes closed. Her cheeks are pale and bloodless, but the mouth under the high bridge of her nose is rosy and full. .

Just as Su Buyu was observing the girl.

Standing next to a well-maintained middle-aged woman next to the bed, a girl with a ponytail who looked very similar to the girl on the bed was also looking at him.

Then he moved his lips and uttered a very low "liar" sound.

"Master Su, look at my old son..."

Qiao Zhong asked softly.

Su Buyu turned around and said, "Boss Qiao, isn't this your daughter?"

"Master Su, it's like this. This is the name from my hometown. My son and daughter call me mixed names."

Qiao Zhong explained.

"In this case, your daughter is indeed haunted by a ghost."

Su Buyu looked at the girl's ghostly aura gathering on her red lips.

I couldn't help but marvel in my heart.

I just don’t know if it’s really a female ghost. If it is, A Chinese Girl, Ghost, this female ghost doesn’t absorb Yang energy, but does the opposite. It’s outrageous. How can lilies bloom like this.

Be confirmed.

Qiao Zhong, who originally had some expectations, suddenly became nervous: "Then...then...Master Su, do we need to prepare anything? Can we...solve it?"

"It's a piece of cake, no need to prepare."

Su Buyu waved his hand.

It's as simple as finding the thing that holds the female ghost and destroying it.

This time.

The girl with the ponytail immediately frowned. She didn't need to prepare anything, but those Taoist priests still had to wear Taoist robes and burn incense. This was not a liar.

Thinking of this.

The girl who didn't believe in any ghosts or gods could no longer hold back and said: "You are a liar who deceived my parents and you don't know how to be dedicated. Now leave quickly, or believe it or not, I will call the police and arrest you, and you will be charged with fraud." Do you know that you are here to lie like this and bring a squirrel with you, do you think you look very stylish like this?"

"Xiao Jia!"

The middle-aged woman quickly raised her hand to pull out her second daughter, Xiaojia, who was making a sound.

But never thought.

Xiao Jia directly shook off her mother's hand: "Why, am I wrong? He doesn't look like a master. He is obviously about the same age as my sister. If you believe him, why don't you name me Qin Shihuang!"