The real young master is the master of accumulating wealth

Wang Pengxiang wiped his face, and talked about what had happened with a tired face.

"...That's the way it is. To be honest, if it weren't for the blood on my body, I thought I was just having a nightmare at first, or I didn't know where the blood was bleeding, but then my friend came to accompany me, and I was in the hospital again. A woman's hair was found in the bathtub!"

That hair is long, black and shiny, definitely not his wife's short hair that has been dyed and permed. If it wasn't for his good reputation, he would be blamed for betraying his family!

However, my friend would never believe that he had encountered such an unscientific thing. They all said that he was overtired and had hallucinations. Only he knew in his heart that his memory would never be faked. Where did the blood come from?

His friend checked his body for him, but he didn't find any place that might be bleeding, and he was shaken in his speculation, but he still insisted that there must be something that can be explained by science, and told him not to think too much.

But the more Wang Pengxiang thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He didn't dare to sleep, so he changed his clothes and went to find Chu Cheng and Zhong Jie.

After Wang Pengxiang finished talking, he looked at Chu Cheng nervously. In his eyes, Chu Cheng was no longer the unreliable middle school sophomore when he first met him. The crudely made talisman paper has also become a manifestation of informality.

Hearing that Chu Cheng asked him to buy talisman papers, Wang Pengxiang bought a bunch of them without saying a word, and put a few in each pocket of his body. His tense body was finally able to relax.

Five hundred for one life is simply not worth it.

However, all his cash had already been given to Chu Cheng, and he didn't have time to withdraw the money again in the middle of the night, so he could only take out a card with a deposit of [-] from his wallet and hand it to Chu Cheng: "This is a little bit of my heart, If it’s not a respect, please accept it.”

To be honest, he really regretted it very much. If he had believed in Chu Cheng earlier, he might not have had to encounter such a horrible thing. Until now, he still feels the smell of blood in his throat, and his whole body is not well.

But he really couldn't figure it out, he had never done anything bad in his life, how could he encounter such a thing?

Chu Cheng looked at the card, thinking that it was probably the money for his talisman papers, so he accepted it without asking how much, but he said, "This ghost has been with you for a long time, didn't you feel it before? "

"For... what?" Wang Pengxiang was startled, his eyes widened, "What is a ghost? Are there ghosts?! Are there really ghosts in this world?"

"Yes." Chu Cheng nodded logically, "Otherwise, what else could it be, magic?"

He has been watching TV in his spare time these two days and is very interested in magic shows.

Although there were speculations on the way here, Wang Pengxiang was still greatly shocked when he heard Chu Cheng speak out so calmly. Recalling everything he had experienced before, his fat body trembled in horror, sweating like he didn't want money. Xia Tang: "Really...really? That ghost you mentioned...has been with me for a long time?"

"Since when did you encounter these things yourself, don't you even know?"

The fat on Wang Pengxiang's face couldn't help shaking.

Indeed, this is not the first time he has experienced weird events.As early as half a year ago, he began to have frequent nightmares. The objects in his dreams were different each time, but the content was similar. There were ghosts and monsters trying to harm him, but in the end he escaped narrowly, so he didn't take it too seriously. .

But things got out of hand in the end, and his family began to experience those nightmares. Several times his wife got up in the middle of the night, thinking that the stairs were a swimming pool, and almost jumped off the stairs.

That's the third floor!Rolling down such a long staircase, if you hit any fragile place, your life will be gone!

Zhong Jie was complained by customers, such as horror movies suddenly playing on the TV, blood coming out of the faucet, etc. He and his family have experienced almost all of them. All kinds of strange things fell from his head on the road. When he went to the construction site to inspect the worst, the ceiling that had been poured above his head collapsed without warning!

Simply unbelievably shoddy.

If he hadn't suddenly loosened his shoelaces and stopped to tie them, he would have died on the spot!

Although people are fine, after this incident, the quality of the project was questioned by Party A. Later, it took a lot of time and effort to comprehensively inspect and replace the equipment.

There were many similar experiences. Later, Wang Pengxiang's family discovered that as long as he was on a business trip, the family members would not be so unlucky, so he had to move out of the house and rent a house by himself.

But the good times didn't last long, and strange things happened frequently in the house he rented. He had to change the place within less than a month at most, and the place he lived in before had to be vacant for a while, otherwise the next tenant would also be implicated.

Hearing this, Zhong Jie looked at him suddenly with unpredictable eyes: It really is because of you!

Wang Pengxiang was a little embarrassed by him, but he quickly became confident again: "I pay the rent for one and a half months each time. If you are not so anxious to rent the house to others, those things will not happen."

Zhong Jie choked, and had to admit that this matter was entirely their agency's fault.

But the house is empty, which intermediary company can bear not to introduce it to the tenant?

Not to mention them, it is impossible for the homeowner to leave his house empty!

This question is simply unsolvable.

Wang Pengxiang couldn't be blamed for the haunting of the house. He knew that Zhong Jie was unlucky and offered to compensate him. If Zhong Jie still blamed him, he would really be a bit ignorant.

Zhong Jie looked sullen, "But the frequency of your house changes recently seems to be getting higher and higher?"

Wang Pengxiang's expression became helpless: "That's because the days when I can sleep peacefully are getting shorter and shorter. I used to have nightmares at least a month after moving, but recently, I only lived in this house for less than ten days. Encountered this kind of thing..."

Both of them sighed, but Chu Cheng was very calm. After looking at Wang Pengxiang for a while, he said in a deep voice, "It should be a substitute. You probably have a substitute."

Both Wang Pengxiang and Zhong Jie were stunned: "What exactly is a substitute ghost? What is a substitute?"

"Some ghosts who died violently because of deep resentment, or because they didn't realize that they were dead, will stay in the place where they died and cannot leave. If they want to reincarnate, they have to lure the living to die in their own way of death, and stay in the place where they died instead of themselves. Here. This kind of ghost is called a substitute ghost. As for the substitute..." Chu Cheng paused, "Did you get anything of unknown origin before these abnormalities appeared? Such as antique calligraphy and paintings, or small coins? "

Wang Pengxiang waved his hand: "I'm an ordinary person, and I don't like these things. As for money, I've been so unlucky in the past six months, and I may lose money. Besides, I'm of a body, and I can't see money on earth."

Zhong Jie looked at his belly that was as big as ten months pregnant, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he nodded in agreement.

With such a big belly, he might not even be able to see his own toes, and even if he could, it would take a lot of effort to squat down and pick it up. If he had that time, he might as well spend a few more minutes at work.

Wang Pengxiang couldn't remember what happened half a year ago. After thinking hard for a long time, he finally remembered something: "By the way, once I took my wife and children to the suburbs for a spring outing. I was having fun when suddenly a young man came over. Give me a ring and a bouquet of flowers, and leave without saying a word. Does that count?"

Chu Cheng asked without answering, "Where's the ring?"

Wang Pengxiang realized something was wrong, his face tightened, and he stammered: "In, at my house. My wife said that the young man might have failed to propose a marriage proposal, and gave away the things in a moment of anger. I always thought that he might come back one day Take it, and keep it... Is there anything wrong with this thing?"

Chu Cheng glanced at him speechlessly, "This is my replacement."

Occupation does not distinguish between high and low. In the world, there are Taoist priests who make money by helping people, eliminating disasters, and solving difficulties. Naturally, there are evil ways of gaining benefits by harming others.Chu Cheng's master told him that some low-level Taoist priests in the metaphysics circle specialize in taking up this kind of business, borrowing various media to transfer the client's bad luck to others to make money.This method not only hurts the innocent, but also treats the symptoms rather than the root cause, which has always been despised by the mainstream of metaphysical circles.

There are many conditions for fulfilling the replacement. The most common ones are throwing money on the side of the road for others to pick up, or giving jewelry and antiques. The key point is to make the other party willing to take the replacement back home.

However, this kind of condition is simple, and the disasters that can be transferred are relatively minor, mostly minor bumps, and if you want to cancel it, you only need to return or use up the things you got.

Like what Wang Pengxiang encountered, giving specific things to specific people in a specific place, using things that are not easy to discard like rings, the consequences are definitely not as simple as making Wang Pengxiang have nightmares, and the way to get rid of it must be very simple. difficulty.

"You have encountered so many things because you accepted this substitute. As long as there are substitute ghosts around your residence, these things will never end unless you die."

Chu Cheng's expression of "how could someone just take things from strangers casually" made Wang Pengxiang's face turn red, and he was in a daze for a while, wondering if it was wrong for him to do so?

But he is really not coveting other people's rings!

He kept it only because he was thinking about returning it to its original owner one day. They all said that good people are rewarded with good rewards. How could this be completely reversed for him?

Chu Cheng saw what he was thinking, but said: "You are lucky enough. Thanks to your good deeds and accumulated virtues, you have been able to escape many times. But because of you, many innocent people have been entangled by ghosts, and your own fortune has been damaged. It won't be long."

Wang Pengxiang was crying blind. He spent so much money because he was afraid of affecting others because of himself. How could he still be like this!

This was all because of their agency, Zhong Jie didn't dare to speak, but the way he looked at Chu Cheng from the side changed, thinking that the kid he picked up was really capable?

Then what he said before that he would get rich, is it true?

Wang Pengxiang cried and said, "Then, master, what should I do now? Is this difficult to solve?"

"Indeed." Chu Cheng's words caused cold sweat to drip down Wang Pengxiang's forehead, and then he hesitated for a moment, then stretched out five fingers: "We have to add another five hundred."

Wang Pengxiang: "..."

Zhong Jie: "..."

The author has something to say:

Zhong Jie: I suddenly felt that I would not be able to make a fortune.