The ghost carrying the coffin of a dragon giving birth to a son

I frowned when I saw the kid who escaped.

The kid was an imp, and I scared him away.

As the kid escaped, the man felt his back became much more relaxed, and his hunched back straightened a lot.

I glanced at the man, with a strange look in my eyes.

This man has such strong ghost and corpse energy. He has recently met a powerful guy.

The man looked me over,

A look of disappointment appeared on his face.

"What's the matter with you?"

I asked calmly.

The man wanted to leave, but he took a step and stopped, looked at me and asked:

"Brother, are you Master Ding Lin?"

"I was introduced by a friend of Miss Yang's friend. Miss Yang said you can cure evil spirits."

"Yes."

I nodded.

The Miss Yang this man is talking about must be Yang Mengyun. I have only treated her alone so far.

The man stretched his neck, looked into the room behind me, and asked:

"Master Ding, are you alone?"

"Is your master at home?"

"It's just me."

I answered casually.

Judging from this man's tone and demeanor, he didn't believe in my moral integrity and was skeptical of me.

Naturally, I won't be too polite to people who don't believe in me.

It is impossible to stick your hot face to someone else's cold ass.

"Oh, so that's what it is."

The man nodded and said nothing else.

I said calmly:

"If you have nothing to do, just leave."

With that said, I will close the door.

"Hey, Master Ding, I have something to ask you for help."

Seeing me closing the door, the man became anxious and said hurriedly.

I didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

I never ask for help when doing business. If you have anything to say, just say it directly.

Don't nag at me, I don't have that much time to listen to your nonsense.

When the man saw my attitude, he immediately stopped showing contempt.

He hurriedly took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to me, with a smile on his face and said politely:

"Master Ding, my name is Zhao Yongjun."

"I'm looking for you today because I want to ask you for something. Please accept this small inconvenience."

Zhao Yongjun was polite to me and did not dare to be presumptuous.

Seeing his attitude change, the unhappiness in my heart disappeared.

I glanced at the red envelope he handed over.

The red envelope is flat, no more than 3,000 yuan at most.

Although Zhao Yongjun hasn't spoken yet, I have already roughly guessed his intention.

If you want to solve what happened to him, three thousand yuan can't do it.

I said bluntly:

"Mr. Zhao, when I do business, I clearly mark the price."

"The money you have is not enough to deal with your problems."

A look of embarrassment flashed across Zhao Yongjun's face.

He scratched his head and laughed dryly:

"Master Ding, do you know my intention to find you?"

In order to completely shock this man and make him pay obediently, I am going to tell him some cruel information.

I said in an extremely calm tone:

"When you came here just now, a little boy wearing a green down jacket was lying on your back."

"The little boy is about five or six years old. He has a small braid on the back of his head. On his clothes..."

I haven't finished speaking yet.

Zhao Yongjun knelt down in front of me with a snap.

Tears suddenly flowed out.

With a look of horror on his face, he cried and shouted to me:

"Master Ding, you are really an expert!"

"Please help me, I'm willing to give you more money. I'll give you as much as you want."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yongjun still held on to my clothes, with a pleading look in his eyes, full of helplessness.

"Get up!"

"It's your fate that you can find me here."

I said lightly.

I open the door for business and there is no reason to push the business out.

Besides, Zhao Yongjun's posture has been lowered, and I have nothing to argue with.

Zhao Yongjun's face showed joy, he wiped away his tears and got up.

When he came to the house, Zhao Yongjun took out all the money he had, more than six thousand in total.

He said to me politely: "Master Ding, I wonder how much remuneration you want to charge?"

"You take this little money first. I'll get it for you later if you need it."

I was not polite and collected the money.

It is only natural that you should be paid for handling evil things for others.

If you don't take any money, it will go against the law of heaven and suffer backlash.

I sat calmly on the Taishi chair,

Zhao Yongjun stood in front of me respectfully.

I glanced at him and said calmly:

"I will charge thirty-eight thousand for your business. Remember to make up for the shortfall."

Zhao Yongjun felt a heartache when he heard the number thirty-eight thousand, but he nodded hurriedly in agreement.

Compared with your own life, money is an external thing.

“Speak out your needs.”

I said.

"Master Ding, I work in the crematorium and am a corpse carrier."

"My daily job is to carry dead bodies into the crematorium and burn them. I have been engaged in this industry for two years."

"The thing is like this, I had always been fine until a week ago..."

Zhao Yongjun paused when he said this, as if he thought of something terrible.

He shuddered suddenly, and his cheeks suddenly lost all color.

After a two-second pause, he continued:

"A week ago, I suddenly started having nightmares."

"In the dream, there was a long-haired woman holding scissors and trying to kill me. I ran around and couldn't escape."

"I had this dream for a week. It was the same nightmare every day. That woman tortured me to the point of exhaustion every night. I was about to collapse and didn't want to live anymore."

"Unexpectedly, I haven't solved this woman's nightmare yet. Last night, a little boy wearing a green down jacket appeared."

"The little boy also appeared in my dream. He shouted that he wanted to kill me. He lay on my back. My waist was almost broken by him. I couldn't get rid of him."

"Master Ding, I'm about to collapse. Please help me."

"Before I came to you, I had already gone to many people, but none of them could cure the evil in me."

"Ms. Yang said that Master Ding is an expert. Master Ding can definitely cure my problems. Please ask Master Ding."

Zhao Yongjun was frightened, with snot and tears streaming down his face.

Her legs went weak and she wanted to kneel down to me again, but I stopped her.

I pondered.

Judging from the little ghost lying on Zhao Yongjun's back, he was not just having a nightmare, he was being haunted by a ghost.

I asked, "Did you do anything else before you had the nightmare?"

Zhao Yongjun shook his head violently, saying that he only worked and slept every day, and did not even have the most basic entertainment activities.

I nodded, pondered for a while, and said:

"Take off your shirt and let me see."

Zhao Yongjun immediately took off his shirt and stood in front of me shirtless.

I looked calmly at Zhao Yongjun's back.

At first glance,

My expression froze and instantly became extremely serious, my eyes fixed on Zhao Yongjun's back.