Raising ghosts is risky

Cang Bo was still dressed like a college student, carrying a backpack, as if he was either on the way to the dormitory or the library.

After a few days of silence, there was another clue about the ghost face. A little hope surged in Xing Zhan's heart, but Xing Zhan didn't agree immediately, but looked him up and down: "What on earth are you doing?"

Cang Bo put on airs: "I am an environmental consultant."

"Oh, what about environmental protection?"

"It's Fengshui! I'm Mr. Fengshui!" Cang Bo tried his best to justify himself.

No matter what, Xing Zhan also does business in the antique market. Of course, he knows that Feng Shui masters like to call themselves environmental consultants, and they just want to stab him because of Cang Bo's arrogant appearance.

Seeing Xing Zhan's expression of disbelief, Cang Bo emphasized: "I am the No. 30 second-generation descendant of the Qingxuan School, the Heavenly Master Dao..."

"Hey..." Xing Zhan interrupted him, "Let's put it this way, that ghost face has nothing to do with you from the beginning to the end, what are you so concerned about?"

"Slaying demons and eliminating demons is the principle that my Qingxuan sect adheres to when I walk the world. As the second-generation successor of No.30, I naturally want to pass it on. The evildoers in the world..."

Xing Zhan shouted again: "Talk well, don't be so dubious?"

Cang Po was moved a few steps sideways by his yelling, and said in a low voice: "I just want to be a celestial master, but I have never had the chance to practice it after practicing for so long. I……"

"Nonsense, if you catch someone and say that your seal is black, everyone thinks you are sick!"

Xing Zhan could see it. Based on his paper figurine and mahogany sword that night, it proved that he has a little ability as a three-legged cat. As for how much strength he really has, it is hard to say. In short, he is a fool eager to show his ambition.

"Then since you have a clue, you can check it yourself. Why did you come to me again?"

Cang Bo rolled his eyes: "Then what, isn't it related to you? For example, the employee in your store. So... don't you want to find out the cause and effect?"

Xing Zhan really wanted to say "I don't want to", but seeing his blank look, he couldn't bear to bully him again: "To be honest, what are your plans?"

Seeing that he couldn't make it up anymore, Cang Bo looked at Gong Mu, or the red cloud beside Xing Zhan and said honestly: "That thing feels very fierce, I think you...uh... don't look like an ordinary person...so... ..." He was embarrassed, after all, dragging people into the water is always a bad thing.

On the contrary, Xing Zhan didn't mind these things, he thought for a while and said, "Okay, just wait for me, I'll go with you."

After arranging the tea house, Xing Zhan went with Cang Bo, and after walking for a while, Cang Bo took them to a warehouse.

The warehouse has been there for a long time, and there is no obvious sign on the outer wall. The peeling wall skin reveals the bluish-white wall bricks, and the metal pipes are stained with rust.

He took out the key and opened the door. To his surprise, the inside of the warehouse turned out to be a studio and a home. The spacious room is furnished with clean and simple wooden tables and chairs. There is a dining room separated by a screen. The high and wide ceiling is comfortable. It feels empty, the second floor is divided into several small rooms, and the doors are closed.

"You are nice here." Xing Zhan couldn't help but praise, compared to this big warehouse, his small house on the second floor of the tea house is simply a dwelling.

But the only weird thing is that Cang Bo claims to send some heirs and wants to be a master, but there is nothing related to yin and yang feng shui here.

As soon as Cang Bo entered the door, he shouted: "I'm back!"

"Who are you talking to?"

Cang Bo took him to the second floor: "Uh, say hello to me...well, big brother, he lives reclusively and usually doesn't go out, um...you don't have to worry about it anyway."

When he mentioned his "big brother", his expression was a little awkward and he was vague. Xing Zhan glanced at a room with a closed door in the deepest part of the second floor and was not interested in inquiring.

Cang Bo's own room is like that of an ordinary college student, except for a few ancient Feng Shui books in the bookcase, there is nothing else relevant.

He turned on the computer and directly clicked on a folder on the desktop, which contained numbered videos and text files.

"You watch this first." Cang Bo opened a video.

It looked like an intercepted interview video, in which there was a dark-skinned man with an angry expression on his face.

Xing Zhan felt that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before, so he planned to listen to what this person had to say first.

After watching for a long time, it turned out that the man's mother died of illness in the hospital. He was complaining to the reporter about how indifferent the medical staff were, how indifferent they were to his mother, and how perfunctory they were with their family members. Now his mood is how to grieve.

Xing Zhan remembered, isn't this person the leader who broke into the hospital and made a scene a few days ago?

"Why are you showing me this?"

"Look here, look carefully." Cang Bo pulled the progress bar to the middle, "Look next to his head."

The background of the shooting was like a living room at home. When the man spoke, he turned his head, revealing half of a dark thing behind his head.

Ghost mask!

He immediately hit the pause button and stepped back a few seconds.

That's right!Although the video is a little fuzzy, it's the ghost face hanging on the wall!

Could it be that Zhou Genliang's ghost face was bought by him?

"Who is he?" Xing Zhan said solemnly.

Cang Bo had already prepared to click on another file: "His name is Wang Chunxu. He used to be a decoration contractor. Now that his business has grown, he can do one-stop design and decoration for others. His old lady lived in the hospital for a long time and died of illness recently. Now, it seems that there is something wrong with the hospital, and they are arguing to lose money. He has hired a lawyer and many reporters, and the local news is quite violent."

Recalling all kinds of things in the hospital that day and the tearful look of the man in the video, Xing Zhan couldn't help sneering.

"What do you think?" Xing Zhan asked.

Gong Mu said casually: "You can't see anything through the screen, so it's really unscientific for ghosts to crawl out of the TV."

Xing Zhan didn't want to discuss scientific and unscientific issues with Gong Mu, a ghost.

Cang Bo thought that Xing Zhan was talking to himself: "This guy is not a good guy. I heard that in the past, he often cut corners and materials for decoration, shoddy, and deducted wages. Oh, yes, last month, his engineering team seemed to be There was an accident. I went to the hospital. The people in the same ward as his old lady have never seen what he looks like. Now that the old lady died, doesn’t she look like a cat smelling fishy? I heard that he wants the hospital with a big mouth Compensation of 100 million, estimated to go back and forth a few times, estimated to get 30 to [-]. Boy, this is a business without capital, I think he can't wait to die every day."

Xing Zhan secretly laughed, but still pretended to say: "Have some morals."

"That's all the information I can find now. I also found his home address and company address."

"He still has a company, tsk tsk, he's doing well."

"I've been to it. It's just a front room, where you can sit down and talk with people."

Xing Zhan thought for a while and said, "I have to get that ghost face."

Cang Bo rolled up his sleeves, his eyes sparkled with excitement: "Are you going to sneak into his house?"

Xing Zhan squinted at him, and read Wang Chunxu's information several times: "I have a plan, but this plan still needs the help of a Feng Shui master."

Cang Bo put his face in front of Xing Zhan, and his mouth drew a semicircle of a smile.

"I thought of a guy that would be a great fit."

Cang Bo nodded desperately and brought his face closer.

Gong Mu's handsome face wrinkled into a ball, and he slapped Cang Bo's face with a slap.

Cang Bo only felt an invisible force rushing towards him, as if an iron plate was slapped on his face, and he was almost knocked to the ground, but there was nothing abnormal at all when he looked around.

"As for you." Xing Zhan finally shifted his gaze to Cang Bo, "You can play my assistant."

"Assistant? I will also read Feng Shui!" Cang Bo protested.

"I have to go back to the tea house!" Xing Zhan said vigorously.

"Hey, wait for me!"

Xing Zhan returned to Shuiyue's house without entering, and went directly to the Lingxiu Zhai next door.

The shop was still dark and empty, and Xing Zhan sat in front of the counter familiarly: "Boss Song, I'm here to disturb you again."

Cang Bo, who followed Xing Zhan, looked at the jade shop curiously. When he saw the exquisite jade dolls in the cabinet, he was so amazed that he was speechless.

"This jade puppet is simply, simply exquisite! Oh no, the best in the world! The quality of the jade, the craftsmanship..." Cang Bo was incoherent with excitement, "How is it possible? The spiritual power in this puppet! It's incredible! Master Ah! I thought it was only..."

Xing Zhan hated him and bluffed: "Don't break things, you can't afford it."

"Huh?" Cang Bo suddenly noticed something, and pointed the puppet at the weak natural light, "Why does this jade puppet look so familiar?"

Jade crawled out of the darkness step by step, with a striking bright red on the tip of her nose.

"Where's your master?" Xing Zhan poked Fei Cui's nose.

Jade raised her head, half-closed her eyes, and didn't move for a long time.

A voice that was thicker than clear and softer than deep came from the dark place: "I'm sorry, Boss Xing, something has delayed me, and I kept you waiting."

Song Youxuan walked out slowly, with an aura like otherworldly fireworks.

"It's okay." Xing Zhan waved his hand, "Boss Song, I'm here today to ask you to do something, and there will be a lot of rewards after it's done."

Song Youxuan stood under the twilight with a smile on his face. When he saw Cang Bo following Xing Zhan, Gujing Wubo's eyes suddenly burst into a strange look, but he immediately lowered his eyes, deeply burying the fluctuations in his mood , but his hands still trembled uncontrollably.

After a while, he raised his head again, and his smile became more angry: "There is no need for heavy remuneration. Tell me what you need me to do. If you can help, I will do my best."