Director Ma meets a ghost

In the Baiyun Hall of Shangqing Palace, the shadow of the sun is slanting, and the incense is about to burn.

"Shu'er, go and change the incense." Li Chenfeng resumed his meditation posture with a haughty expression on his face.It seemed that Chief Ma Fei was spitting for a long time, but he didn't listen to a word.

The Taoist boy obediently walked to the desk, took out a bundle of incense from the cabinet, turned his back and lit the first incense burner skillfully.The smoke evaporated after a while, and Dao Tong's face hidden in the fog seemed a little too mature.

Director Ma licked his lips, but still tried to persuade him, "Brother Li, you see that I have come here from such a long distance, you have to give me a word, don't you? Even if you kill him, he will kill you, so you should do a good deed, calculate a divination, cast a spell, he will definitely believe you with such a high ability! At worst, if I donate more incense money, it can be regarded as thank you for saving your life Grace."

Li Daochang said slowly, "Since you find it troublesome, why don't you find a ghost exorcist and accept it directly?"

"Hey, he's just a scholar, and he hasn't done anything wrong. Hehe, why bother to be so embarrassing? The Daoist said so?" Director Ma smiled shyly.

Li Daochang was noncommittal, and glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, "Just now, you said to donate some incense?"

"Yes, yes, I must donate a little more for the face of the Taoist priest." Director Ma thought for a while, then stretched out a finger, "What do you think?"

"Hmph! Since you are not sincere, please go back and don't delay the guests behind!"

"Hey, hey, don't mind, how much do you think?"

Li Daochang remained silent, and stretched out a hand from his sleeve.

"Five thousand?!"

"No, fifty thousand."

"This..." Director Ma was stunned. He is a director of a small county, and his monthly benefits are more than 1 points. This Taoist priest really dares to speak loudly.Director Ma felt that he couldn't afford to work for Feng Yibai for several months.

While hesitating, he suddenly heard a voice from outside, "That's it."

Director Ma looked back and saw that it was Xiao Chen who was carrying a big bag and a small bag, followed by Wang Jianling.

"Oh, isn't this Director Wang?" Director Ma was sweating, and kept winking at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen cried, "Director, it's not that I'm troublesome. Director Wang is worried and insists on dragging me over to take a look. We've been queuing behind you for a long time."

"You...how do you know I'm here?"

Wang Jianling asked without answering, "What did you take Xiao Chen's ID card for?"

"I...Feng Yi lost his ID card, I'll take him back to his hometown to have a look." Director Ma hadn't finished making up his words, when Li Chenfeng laughed, "The walls of this hall are not sound-proof, I advise you Just tell the truth."

……

In the evening, Director Ma reluctantly accompanied Director Wang to fight the landlord on the stone bench in the yard.

Feng Yipiao looked at the cards in the back and pointed to the bomb in Director Ma's hand, "Why do these four cards look the same?"

...Big brother, if you don't talk, we might still win.

Xiao Chen couldn't help laughing, "Director, you're lucky!"

Director Ma put the cards aside, "Don't play anymore!"

Xiao Chen leaned on the table and asked in a low voice, "Director, is that really a ghost? Why does it look a little silly?"

"...I see you become a ghost, and you're not much smarter."

Xiao Chen pursed his mouth and fell silent.

As we were talking, the weather changed again.This time it looked even worse than yesterday's, the wind immediately rolled up the cards on the table and blew them away, another rainstorm was approaching.

The climate in Cuiyun Peak is really bad.

Director Ma stood up, "There is only one Taoist temple on the mountain where you can live, and the price is too expensive. You should squeeze and open another room."

"No, open three rooms." Director Wang took out his wallet, "Swipe my card."

……Okay.

Director Ma took a shower, and just lay down comfortably by himself when he heard someone knocking on the door outside, so he had to kick on his slippers and get up.

"Hehe, Director Wang is still not asleep at this late hour?"

Wang Jianling put away the umbrella and put it on the corner of the wall, walked in with his legs up, looked around the big bare white wall, and sat down on the edge of the bed. "The environment is too bad to sleep."

Director Ma's mobile phone on the bedside was still on, Wang Jianling picked it up with sharp eyes, "Are you still playing games?"

Director Ma snorted, and sat on the bed, "I'm ignorant, this is the hottest mobile game."

Just now when the door was opened, there was a gust of cold wind, and Director Ma's pajamas looked a little thin. He smiled awkwardly, "Director Wang, can I talk under the covers?"

Director Wang nodded, saw something, and his face darkened again, "Why don't you bring that, isn't it pretty?"

"Ah?" Director Ma wrapped himself tightly, and it took him a long time to remember what Director Wang was referring to, "Oh, that finger puller, I'm afraid it will be damaged, so I put it at home."

"Really," Director Wang shrugged, put down his phone and looked at him, "tell me, what's going on."

"What's going on..."

"That ghost."

Director Wang looked at him a little uncomfortable.

Director Ma roughly summed up the contents of the first eight chapters.He knew that Director Wang was doing it for his own good. Although he had many friends, the one in front of him might be the one who really treated him from the bottom of his heart.Thinking of this, Director Ma felt that when he went back, the 5 yuan would definitely be returned to others, and he should treat it as a way to avoid disaster.

"By the way, you haven't said how you know I'm here."

"Oh, I saw a tiger skin ointment seller on the train, and he said that I will definitely find you when I go to Mangshan." Director Wang smiled, "I thought it was an old liar at first, but luckily I came here."

It turned out to be that guy, Director Ma sighed in his heart, the grassroots people should not be underestimated.

"However..." Director Wang said seriously, "Feng Yi looks weak, but he is dead after all. He can not be bound by reincarnation, and he has cultivated into a real body, which shows that he has some skills. I heard that some ghosts specialize in absorption The yang energy of mortals makes a living, you can't get too close to him, you know?"

Director Ma is very clear about Feng Yi's abilities, he would not dare to harm anyone if he had the guts to do so, and if Li Chenfeng sent Feng Yi away tomorrow, why would he get too close to him.But one more thing is worse than one less thing. Director Ma didn't explain, and he chatted with Director Wang, "Okay, okay, go to sleep."

The heavy rain outside the window didn't stop all night, and it even tended to get bigger and bigger.Lightning flickered outside the window, Director Ma tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and finally fell asleep, a thunder rumbled him awake again, touched the bed, and couldn't help being stunned.

It may be that he just had a nightmare, and he broke out in a cold sweat at some point.

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I took it lightly this time, but finally... it's about to be abused.Are you ready? (Excited buzzing)