Live ghost hunting: Boss, she raises a ghost king instead

On the crowded street, a Taoist priest wearing a black and white "Taoist robe" and carrying a banner was looking for his target among the crowd.

His skin was an unhealthy bluish-white color, and his black hair was held lazily with a brown wooden hairpin. He was tall and straight, and the large Taoist robe draped around him almost seemed to crush him.

"Found it." Song Hefeng gently pressed down his round sunglasses with his index finger, looking at a man in the crowd with a pair of narrow and charming fox eyes.

While waving a banner with the Tai Chi Bagua printed on it, he shouted loudly: "Measuring destiny, pointing out the lost path, calculating fortune, and returning to life. Half-immortal fortune-telling, if it doesn't work, you don't need money."

Several shouts attracted passers-by on the street to look sideways, but no one stopped.

A man with gray hair and a Chinese-character face looked at him many times through the crowd, his eyes hesitant and hesitant.

"Sir? I see there are dark clouds above your head and your breath is messy. Do you want to tell your fortune?"

The man was still hesitating, but when he raised his head, the Taoist priest was already standing in front of him, looking at him with a half-smile.

Feng Changjun was so frightened by Song Hefeng that he said angrily: "It doesn't count, it doesn't count! They're all just gangsters!"

Being scolded as a magic stick, Song Hefeng instead said cheerfully: "I'm not, am I really not a hexagram? If it doesn't work, you don't need money!"

When he heard that he didn't want money, Feng Changjun's expression softened slightly. He looked at the young Taoist priest in front of him suspiciously and asked, "You really don't want money?"

"Real, more real than pearls."

"Then... let's just do some fortune-telling."

"Fifty yuan, cash or Alipay?" Song Hefeng said, and he took out his payment code and handed it to Feng Changjun.

"Didn't you say you don't want money?"

Feng Changjun, who thought he was being played, knocked off his payment code and asked loudly.

"What I said is that if it doesn't work, you don't have to pay, and if it works for you, you get fifty."

Song Hefeng smiled and picked up the payment code, wiped off the dust on it, and handed it to him again.

"That doesn't count! Liar!"

Feng Changjun cursed angrily, turned around and left.

Song Hefeng looked at his leaving figure and said calmly: "After passing this village, there will be no more shops like this. Isn't your wife going to save you?"

His neither light nor serious words were like thunder exploding over Feng Changjun's head. He paused in his steps, looked back at Song Hefeng with disbelief and asked tremblingly: "You...how do you know?"

Seeing that the effect was achieved, Song Hefeng stretched out his middle finger and pretended to push the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and continued: "I not only know your wife, but also your daughter."

"Are you...my daughter still alive?" Feng Changjun looked at him steadily and asked in a trembling voice.

"Live, live well."

"Where! Where is she!"

Upon hearing that his daughter was still alive, Feng Changjun was so excited that he grabbed Song Hefeng's voice and asked him twice.

Song Hefeng pushed him away with a hint of disgust, and said in his mouth: "Men and women are not allowed to kiss each other. Donors, please respect yourself. If you want to tell fortunes, give money first."

With that said, he took out the QR code and handed it to Feng Changjun.

"Okay, okay! I'll scan! I'll scan! Tell me where my daughter is!" Feng Changjun, who was overwhelmed with joy, quickly took out his mobile phone and transferred fifty to him.

Hearing the sound of the payment arriving, Song Hefeng immediately said with a smile: "She is in the northwest and is helpless now. This is when she needs you."

"Northwest? The area is too big, how can we find it! Taoist priest, can you be more detailed?"

Song Hefeng looked embarrassed when he heard this and said hesitantly: "Yes... yes, it is possible, but..."

He didn't say anything else, he just rubbed his thumb and index finger to hint Feng Changjun to increase the money.

Feng Changjun saw his gesture and immediately understood. He scanned another hundred and asked impatiently: "Is this enough? Please tell me quickly, Taoist Master."

"Oh! The donor is so polite! That's enough! That's enough!"

Song Hefeng pretended to be exaggerated and surprised, and then said with a smile: "She is in this city, in the northwest, in an old community."

"This... this is still too broad. Can..." Feng Changjun hadn't finished asking. Seeing that Song Hefeng looked embarrassed again, he scanned 100 for him again and waited anxiously for the next step.

Listening to the crisp account prompt, Song Hefeng clapped his hands and said, "Hey! I figured it out, she is on the third floor of Building 4 in Ping'an Community!"

"A safe community? Good...good! Safe!" Feng Changjun lowered his head thoughtfully and murmured. When he raised his head to ask something more, the Taoist priest was nowhere to be found.

He didn't know that after he left in a hurry, Song Hefeng walked out of the corner waving his flag again.

He took off his sunglasses, revealing the Tai Chi yin and yang fish tattooed under his eyes. The left eye is a white fish with black eyes, and the right eye is a black fish with white eyes. One goes up and one goes down, one yang and one yin.

"Good deeds and evil deeds are rewarded~"

Song Hefeng chuckled and continued to wave his flag, walking towards the crowd with a happy face, looking for the next target.