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The mustache Taoist kept persuading Fang Rongtao, Fang Rongtao pressed the center of his brows with a headache, and looked sideways at Fang Xia beside him.

Fang Xia looked at the mustache Taoist priest and listened with gusto, but obviously he listened to it as a joke and didn't take the Taoist priest's remarks seriously.

Fang Rongtao thought for a while, and decided to trust Fang Xia's judgment.He interrupted the mustache Taoist priest, and invited him out politely yet forcefully.

"It was Daoist Zhao who said there was something wrong with my peacock porcelain vase. I told him that I would find someone to deal with it myself. I didn't expect him to come to my door again today." Fang Rongtao sent the bearded Taoist priest out of the house. Explain to Fang Xia and the others, "However, I trust your judgment, that person probably just wants to cheat some money from me."

"So trust us?" Fang Xia looked at Fang Rongtao curiously.No matter how his blood uncle looks like an ordinary person, how can he be so sure that they are not lying?

Fang Rongtao smiled and said, "You were invited by my friend, so you are more trustworthy than Taoists who don't know where they come from."

Fang Rongtao stayed with Fang Xia and the others for lunch, but Fang Xia declined.

Coming out of the community where Fang Rongtao lived after getting the reward he deserved, Geng Zeping couldn't help asking, "I think your uncle is pretty good, are you going to recognize him?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Fang Xia replied.

"Then think about it slowly." Geng Zeping took out his mobile phone while talking, "I'm looking at which hotel we're staying in tonight."

Geng Zeping looked around for nearby hotels on the app, found one that looked good, and booked two rooms.Then as he walked, he began to search for interesting places in G City.

When crossing the road and walking to a retro pedestrian street, Fu Jin suddenly stopped, and looked diagonally across the Qingshi street.

Fang Xia and Geng Zeping also stopped, following Fu Jin's line of sight.

"Huh? Isn't this the Daoist Zhao?" Geng Zeping said, "What a coincidence?"

"It seems that we have a great destiny with this Daoist Zhao." Fang Xia answered.

"What is he doing here?" Geng Zeping asked.

Daoist Zhao stood on the side of the street for a while, then took out his cell phone and glanced at it, then hurriedly walked forward.

"Follow up and have a look." Fang Xia said, crossing the street, behind Daoist Zhao at a distance.

Fu Jin and Geng Zeping also hurriedly followed Fang Xia.

The first month has just ended, and there are not many people in this pedestrian street, but they are not indifferent either. Fang Xia and the others follow Daoist Zhao from a distance, not eye-catching.

Daoist Zhao didn't notice Fang Xia and the others. After walking for a while, he entered a tea restaurant.

Fang Xia and the others had seen Daoist Zhao face to face, but they didn't dare to follow.They hid in the book bar diagonally opposite the tea restaurant, and saw Daoist Zhao sitting by the window by the street.Sitting opposite him was a fat middle-aged man who had been waiting there for a long time.

"Is this because you didn't get money from your uncle, and then someone else continued to cheat?" Geng Zeping said.

"I don't know, and I can't hear what they are saying?" After Fang Xia finished speaking, she looked sideways at Fu Jin beside her.

Fu Jin was helpless, "Wait a minute."

A street away, Fang Xia and the others couldn't hear it, but Fu Jin could hear it.

Fu Jin listened for a while, and then his expression changed.

"The chubby man's surname is Qian. He and Fang Rongtao fell in love with the peacock porcelain vase at the same time, but Fang Rongtao bought it first and missed the porcelain vase. He offered Fang Rongtao money to buy it, but Fang Rongtao refused. Then he found it." That Taoist shot made Fang Rongtao believe that the porcelain vase beckons evil, so he voluntarily gave up." Fu Jin said to Fang Xia.

Fang Xia: "So that Taoist priest is a professional liar hired by that surname Qian?"

"The person surnamed Qian didn't think the Taoist priest was a liar." Fu Jin said, and then listened to the conversation between the two people in the tea restaurant, "The person surnamed Qian asked the Taoist priest to summon ghosts to scare Fang Rongtao."

"Could it be that the Taoist priest is really capable and not a liar?" Geng Zeping whispered.

Since this Daoist Zhao is an envoy surnamed Qian, the nonsense he said at Fang Rongtao's house cannot be taken as evidence of his incompetence.His original purpose was to fool Fang Rongtao, even if there was no ghost, he would say there was a ghost.As for not being able to see that Fu Jin present was not a living person, this is normal. People who are not of a certain level in the mystic arts circle can't see through Fu Jin's identity as a ghost with just a pair of eyes.

Fu Jin didn't repeat the conversation again, because Taoist Zhao came out from the tea restaurant opposite.I stood at the entrance of the restaurant for a while, then walked along the street away from the pedestrian street.

"What should I do?" Geng Zeping asked.

"Follow." Fang Xia said, and walked out from the book bar where she was hiding.

Fang Xia, two people and a ghost followed Zhao Daochang for two streets, and arrived at the entrance of a game hall.I saw a young man with yellow hair who looked like a gangster came out, talked for a while at the corner of the entrance of the game hall, and then gave the yellow hair a thick envelope before leaving.

"What did they say?" Seeing Daoist Zhao leave the game hall, Fang Xia asked Fu Jin beside him.

"I only heard the Taoist priest mention 'what I said last time', but they didn't mention anything specific." Fu Jin replied.

Fang Xia: "Geng Zeping, follow that Taoist priest, I'll talk to that yellow-haired man."

Geng Zeping summoned his ghost envoy and ordered him to stare at Taoist Zhao.

Geng Zeping: "Okay, it's up to you!"

Fang Xia: "..."

Fang Xia walked to the entrance of the game hall and stood beside the yellow-haired young man.The yellow-haired young man sat on the steps at the entrance of the game hall, holding the canned coffee he just bought in his hand, and looked up at Fang Xia with an unfriendly expression.After Fang Xia said a few words to him in a low voice, the yellow-haired young man's face softened a little.

Geng Zeping was very curious about what Fang Xia said, but he was not Fang Xia, so he didn't dare to ask Fu Jin to tell him the story, so he could only silently watch and guess.

Fang Xia sat down next to the yellow hair, the two chatted for some unknown reason, the yellow hair actually treated Fang Xia as a companion, patted him on the shoulder, and even lit a cigarette for Fang Xia.Fang Xia secretly glanced at Fu Jin, and then declined the cigarette that Huang Mao offered.Afterwards, Huang Mao said a few words, Fang Xia shook his head, took out two hundred stuffs from his pocket and gave them to the other party, got up and left from the entrance of the game hall.

"How is it? Did you ask?" As soon as Fang Xia came back, Geng Zeping couldn't wait to ask.

"Of course I asked, how could I miss it?" Fang Xia proudly said, "That Taoist surnamed Zhao is a real liar, he doesn't know how to recruit ghosts at all, so he paid local gangsters to pretend to be ghosts to scare people. "

Geng Zeping: "You can ask this? What did you say to that yellow-haired bastard?"

Fang Xia: "It's nothing, just say that I want to find a job in his hands."

Geng Zeping didn't believe it: "That's it?"

Fang Xia put her arms around Geng Zeping's neck, "It doesn't really matter what you say, as long as you make him feel that you are also in the same way as him, then you can say anything."

Across Fang Xia, Geng Zeping glanced at Fu Jin, whose expression was indifferent, but his gaze was fixed on him, and quickly broke free from under Fang Xia's arms, coughed dryly and continued: "How do you know so much about the circle of gangsters?" ?”

"Fortunately, I don't know much about it." It's just that during the rebellious period, I have met many people on the road.But this is all black history, Fang Xia naturally wouldn't tell Geng Zeping, he quickly changed the subject, "Let's not talk about that, let's deal with that Taoist surnamed Zhao first."

Geng Zeping looked at Fang Xia who had a cold light in his eyes: "What are you going to do?"

Fang Xia: "Treat the body in the same way as the person."

That night, around midnight, Fang Xia and the others secretly climbed over the wall and entered the backyard of Fang Rongtao's house.

"Hurry up, the Taoist priest surnamed Zhao is about to bring someone over." Fang Xia said to Geng Zeping in a low voice, while digging out the props for pretending to be ghosts in the bag.

"Understood." Geng Zeping held the mirror, followed by the light of the phone's flashlight, and applied foundation on his face.

Fang Xia asked Fu Jin to help him hold the mirror, shine it on the light, and imitated Geng Zeping, and used foundation to smear his face pale.Then use lipstick to paint your lips into a bloody mouth.

"How is my painting?" Fang Xia pursed her lips and asked Fu Jin.

Fu Jin: "...very good."

Fang Xia: "You really don't want to pretend to be a ghost with us to scare that Zhao?"

That's right, what Fang Xia said was "treating the body in the same way", that is, since the other party pretended to be a ghost to scare Fang Rongtao, then they would pretend to be a ghost to scare the other party.It sounds like there is nothing wrong with it, but Fu Jin thinks that Fang Xia just wants to play.

"I'll help you keep watch." Fu Jin rejected Fang Xia's invitation.

"Come on, let's play together! I'll help you apply lipstick." Fang Xia said, holding the lipstick she used, and reaching out to apply it to Fu Jin.

Fu Jin raised her hand and put her fingertips against Fang Xia's eyebrows, preventing him from approaching her.

Geng Zeping glanced at Fang Xia and Fu Jin, then silently withdrew his gaze and continued to rummage through the props in the bag.The entire Geng family, including the Patriarch, did not dare to speak loudly in front of Fu Jin, and only Fang Xia dared to make such a fuss about Fu Jin.

When Fang Xia stopped, Geng Zeping had already painted his face and put on a long wig.

"This wig is for you." Geng Zeping picked up the remaining wig and handed it to Fang Xia.

"I don't need it." Fang Xia tore off the rubber band and let her half-long hair fall down, "I can do it like this."

Geng Zeping took off his coat, put on a wide white dress for himself, and bit the long prop's tongue.

"Hahaha... yes, it looks like a hanged ghost." After admiring Geng Zeping's appearance, Fang Xia took out the remaining white dress in the bag, packed the other things into the bag, and then hid the bag in the yard. in the flower bed.

Geng Zeping touched the corner of the wall, glanced at the road leading to the main entrance, and vaguely saw three figures approaching them.

"It seems to be coming." Geng Zeping reminded in a low voice.

Fang Xia quickly took off her coat and let Fu Jin hold it, then put the white skirt over the sweater, "It's done."

They hid in the shadow of the corner of the wall, and soon saw three figures tumbling into the courtyard from the side wall.One is Daoist Zhao, and the other is gangsters hired by Daoist Zhao.Wearing ghost masks, they walked lightly to the balcony—that's where the master bedroom was, and then took out the rope with the hook, obviously intending to climb up.

Fang Xia and Geng Zeping looked at each other, split into two groups, and moved towards the three people gathered in the front yard.

Fu Jinxi was behind Fang Xia, and with a movement of her fingers, a gust of wind was blown past the backs of the three of them.

The three of them fought in unison.

"What, what?" one of the gangsters trembled.

"It's just the wind..."

"Don't you think the wind blows a little weirdly? No, it can't be a ghost, can it?"

"Don't talk nonsense, where did the ghost come from?" Zhao Daochang urged in a low voice, "Hurry up, hurry up, we will retreat after scaring people."

"No...it's not...there is a ghost..." One of the gangsters looked at the white figure in the corner and trembled.

Daoist Zhao and the other gangster turned their heads and saw the white figure standing in the corner.The long white dress fluttered in the wind, looking weird and cold.

"Pretend, play tricks..." Daoist Zhao swallowed, trembling and scolding.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a bump on his knee, and he fell to his knees on the ground suddenly.

"Who kicked me?" Daoist Zhao turned his head to look, but he didn't see anything. The two gangsters he brought stood in front of him, and it was impossible to kick his knees.

"Ghost... there is a ghost——"

Daoist Zhao ran back rolling and crawling, and the two gangsters also ran with him.As a result, when he ran to the other side, he ran into the hanged ghost sticking out his tongue again, and ran towards the courtyard gate in fright.But something tripped under their feet, and the three of them fell into a ball.

Such a commotion in the yard naturally alarmed Fang Rongtao and his wife.Fang Rongtao reported to the police. The police station was just across from their community. The police arrived within a few minutes.

Daoist Zhao, the two gangsters, Fang Xia, Fu Jin and Geng Zeping stood together in front of Fang Rongtao, his wife and the police.Fang Xia and the others originally wanted to retreat, but they didn't expect to be caught by Fang Rongtao who went downstairs. Before they had time to say anything, the police followed.

"Mr. Fang, what's going on here?" The policeman walked up to Fang Rongtao and glanced sideways at the faces of the six people in the yard. Three were wearing ghost masks, two were painted with ghost faces, and only one face was normal and clean.

"Those three people should be planning to break into the house and steal. There is still a rope with a hook hanging on my balcony." Fang Rongtao pointed to Daoist Zhao and the three of them.

"What about these three people?" The policeman looked at Fang Xia and the others.

"They are relatives of my family. They just came back from a masquerade party and ran into these thieves." Fang Rongtao replied very naturally.

Fang Xia looked at Fang Rongtao in surprise, and Fang Rongtao smiled at him.

Fang Rongtao, the reporter, said so, and the police stopped interrogating Fang Xia and the others.They escorted Zhao Daochang and the others into the car, took the evidence at the scene, and finally asked Fang Rongtao to go to the police station tomorrow to make a statement, and then left.

After the police left, Fang Xia followed Fang Rongtao into the house, and briefly explained to him the reason why they broke into the private house at night.

"The one who sent Daoist Zhao was Qian..." Fang Rongtao pondered for a while, "Then I know who it is, and I will deal with it. Thank you, Fang Xia."

"It's easy to do." Fang Xia scratched his head, "Then let's go back first."

"It's too late, let's stay overnight, there are vacant rooms anyway."

"I've tidied up the room. You guys should wash your face first, I've got the makeup remover for you." Fang Rongtao's wife came down from upstairs and looked at the two painted faces of Fang Xia and Geng Zeping with amused expression.

Geng Zeping was arranged to sleep in the guest room, while Fang Xia and Fu Jin slept in Fang Rongtao's son's room—their son is currently in elementary school, because a Taoist surnamed Zhao said that porcelain vases attract evil spirits, so they temporarily let the son live in his grandmother's house .

Fang Rongtao's son's bedroom can clearly see his personal hobbies. There are two basketballs under the table, and there are many photos of basketball stars on the table.Among the many photos of basketball stars, there are also a few group photos of a family of three.

Fang Xia picked up a photo of Fang Rongtao's family, looked at it quietly for a while, and then put it down—this is an ordinary family of three, and a happy family of three.

The next morning, Fang Xia had breakfast with Fang Rongtao and his wife, and then said goodbye.

Fang Rongtao sent Fang Xia and the others to the door.

"Mr. Fang, I have a question." Fang Xia stood still at the gate of the yard, looked at Fang Rongtao and said.

"what is the problem?"

"Why do you trust us so much? You didn't even ask about what happened yesterday, but you saved us from the police."

Fang Rongtao smiled and looked at Fang Xia, "Because I feel very kind when I look at you."

Fang Xia blinked and smiled.

"I also think you are very kind." Fang Xia said as he took off the amulet hanging around his neck - it was made by Qin Fei, and Chu Ji gave it as a thank you, "This amulet exorcises evil spirits, and I give it to you If you want to wear it, you can wear it and play."

Fang Xia didn't wait for Fang Rongtao to refuse, directly stuffed the amulet into his hand, then turned around, waved his hands, and followed Fu Jin and the others to leave.

Fang Rongtao is a good uncle, but he is just an ordinary person with an ordinary and happy family, it is better not to let him get involved with the turmoil in the Xuanshu circle, so - so be it.

Fu Jin took Fang Xia's hand, and Fang Xia clasped his fingers with his backhand.