Dimensional red envelope group of modern spiritual planters

Today's Jin family can be said to be very generous. Just the so-called psychiatrists, they have invited three or four, and there are other celestial masters, monks, etc., all sitting in the same room at this moment.

Chen Heng and the others were respectfully invited in by Jin Guan. As soon as they entered the door, they received everyone's attention.

But seeing the two of them look so young, they felt a lot more relaxed.

As the saying goes, if you have no hair on your mouth, you can't do things firmly, and the threat is lifted.

"Where are you?" Chen Heng looked unclear about the situation, "Boss Jin, there are so many guests at home."

"Hey, it's all caused by my disappointing son, he doesn't know what's wrong, it's like being possessed by an evil spirit, the whole person seems to be a different person, his mother left early , I’ve been busy with work all day, but I didn’t find out until now.” When Jin Guan said this, the expression on his face was regretful and sincere, but it was full of real feelings, and there was a beautiful and understanding psychologist next to him , has already begun to comfort her softly.

When other people saw it, they showed disdain, as if they looked down on this psychiatrist, but there seemed to be some envy in it.

"The son now?"

"He has a bad temper and is still sleeping in the room. Wait a minute, everyone. I'll go in and wake him up." Jin Guan calmed down, took out the key, opened the next room and walked in.

Through the door, everyone could hear Jin Guan roaring inside.

"Look at what you look like now!"

"I should have drowned you when you were born!"

"If you weren't my son, I wouldn't bother to care about you!"

Words like this, coupled with a grumpy voice, seem to be the norm of family education. It would be really strange if the children raised were still normal.

There was only a sound of ping-ping-pong-pong coming from the room, and then Jin Guan came out of the room with a tired and haggard face, and said, "I'm making you laugh, please come in."

These people are not here for the first time, they already have a set of rules among themselves, first come, first come, take turns to enter, each person enters at a different time, how long they can stay inside depends on their ability.

Because Chen Heng came here for the first time, he was placed at the bottom of the queue. Chen Heng was not in a hurry, so he just waited there, watched the people coming and going, and eavesdropped on the movement in the next room by the way.

The room next door is full of splendor, with people from all walks of life showing their talents.

Some of them are professional and some are counterfeit, but they are all good at putting on a show, and they all try their best to fiddle with it. It's a pity that this Mr. Clown doesn't really buy it.

The psychiatrist lady who looked very beautiful and gentle was almost brainwashed by her. When she left, the corners of her eyes were reddish. go out.No one else has this treatment.

Chen Heng tugged at Feng Yi, and said, "Mr. Feng, do you think any of those people just now are reliable?"

He really didn't seem to have seen a celestial master or Taoist in the association.

"I don't know, I have to ask the Church Association about this matter."

Taoist Association?Is this still there?

Chen Heng was very interested, so he took out his mobile phone and went to the forum to check the relevant information. With things to do, the time passed a lot faster.

Although there were many people waiting, in less than two hours, all of them were taken care of by Mr. Clown.

Chen Heng stretched his waist, "Mr. Feng, it's our turn."

The two walked into the room. Mr. Clown was sitting on a throne facing the door, his face was still painted with clown makeup, "Welcome old friend."

Mr. Clown's room, like the basement, is like a fairy tale world, filled with puppets, and there are many dolls standing on the side wall.These dolls are all life-size, wearing wigs and various clothes, so they look like real people at first glance.

"It looks like you're doing well."

"Thanks to the two of you." Mr. Clown stretched out his hand, gesturing for them to sit down and chat slowly.

Chen Heng didn't have that kind of free time. He squinted his eyes and saw that the clown was completely entangled in resentment, which set off the whole person to look extraordinarily gloomy.

But this also proves a problem in a disguised form. Among these people, no one has real skills. At least no one has discovered and dealt with this grievance. In other words, someone has discovered it, but they are not willing to take action.

"I know what you are here for. Don't worry, I am not sick, nor mentally ill, nor have I been possessed by any ghost. But, even if this is the case, can you take me away? The old man is only a son like me, and he won't let me Someone took me away."

Chen Heng stared at Mr. Clown for a while, and said, "You can do whatever you want if you have money?"

"Yes, you can understand it this way." Jin Junjie walked to the side, holding a comb to comb a doll's hair.

Looking at the style of this doll, it turned out to be similar to Zhu Mengmeng, but, a fake is a fake after all, the clown Jin Junjie just brushed it for a while, then threw the doll to the ground angrily.

After a while, he picked it up from the ground again, "Don't be angry, baby, I didn't mean it."

This appearance is really very nervous.

True, this does not prove that he is sick.

Looking at its appearance, Chen Heng was quite happy with it, and Chen Heng asked, "Why do you like dolls so much? Shouldn't dolls only be liked by little girls?"

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this sentence, the clown exploded immediately, "Who said girls can like dolls! Girls deserve everything?"

"Probably because...they look good?"

Chen Heng's reason successfully stimulated the clown. The clown overturned all the dolls in the room to the ground, and then stabbed them in the face with a knife, smashing them all to pieces before he calmed down. .

Then, he rang a bell, and someone came into the room, cleaned up the broken dolls, and rearranged new dolls and put them there.Judging by their skilled movements, they should have done this more than once.

"You see, every time I get angry, he will help me deal with the aftermath. He never cares about why I am angry, he just wipes my ass. Isn't it ridiculous?"

When the clown was speaking, his face was expressionless, and the resentment on his body fluctuated violently, as if saying that he was lying.

So, is this a story of revenge in the second phase of the lack of love?

Chen Heng looked at the clown and said, "You take care of yourself." Then, she left with Feng Yi.

Standing at the door, Jin Guan didn't forget to ask a few words, "Two masters, do you see what's going on?"

"It's okay, he's fine." Chen Heng answered casually, and left, not forgetting to call Hou Yong, "Don't worry, don't worry about that person, he's dying soon."

Hou Yong was a little stunned when he heard this, and he was silent for a long time before he said: "Well, killing people is illegal, even you don't have this privilege."

"He killed so many people, there was no need for others to take action at all."

Those grievances alone are enough to torture him to death.The last time Chen Heng saw him, he didn't have so much resentment.

"Mr. Feng, this resentment has suddenly become so strong. Could it be that this person has killed someone again in the past few days?"

"That resentment was not caused by him."

Feng Yi's simple words, but did not say clearly, successfully aroused Chen Heng's curiosity.

It's a pity that Feng Yi just said such a sentence, so I won't say anything redundant. He said that he wanted Chen Heng to investigate by himself, probably to experience the feeling of solving puzzles.

But this all aroused Chen Heng's curiosity.

According to this general routine, the grievance must be looking for someone who lives in the Jin family. If it is not for this Mr. Clown, then it is for Mr. Clown's father.

Chen Heng asked Hou Yong to investigate the life of this Jin Guan, and soon got relevant information.

Speaking of this Jin Guan, he is considered a well-known figure here, not because he is rich and powerful, but mainly because his son is too famous.Jin Guan's son was a playboy when he was young, and every time something happened, Jin Guan would wipe his ass behind him, paying a lot of care for him.

He also has a famous saying - he's just a kid.

Ever since, this child has become like this now.

Chen Heng looked at this information, no matter how he looked at it, something was wrong. If Jin Guan really wanted to treat the child well, he wouldn't spoil him like this.It's okay if it's an ordinary person, it's understandable.When will such a rich and powerful businessman make such a mistake?

Not right, very wrong.

"Have you found out how his wife died that year?"

"I know this well. His wife died suddenly in a car accident. However, when Jin Guan killed someone who wanted to kill his wife, it took a lot of time for the police, but in the end they couldn't find any evidence, so the matter just passed away. gone."

Back then, because of this, Jin Guan became a well-known good man, many people admired him, and there were many opportunities for cooperation.Some rich girls wanted to marry him, but he sternly rejected him, saying that he would only like his dead wife in his life and would never marry another.

Chen Heng rested his chin in thought, "It seems that this man still has a little bit of conscience, but he is so affectionate, isn't it a bit too fake. There is no cat in this world who doesn't steal, such a rich and powerful man Can you control yourself? You're lying to ghosts."

The speaker had no intention of listening, and Feng Yi was on the sidelines, instantly alerted. Could it be that he was such an image in Chen Heng's heart?