Earthbound spirit dressed as a sick president

Ji Ran exaggerated his true feelings.

Gu Yunhuan could only nod her head in response, even her eyes softened a lot.

Zhang Yu quietly looked at the two of them from the rearview mirror——Ji Ran had a cute face, and it was believable to say that he was a little boy, but he really didn't look like a master.

If it wasn't for the fact that people in the circle knew too much about Gu Yunhuan's previous physical condition, and he had miraculously recovered after Ji Ran appeared, Zhang Yu might feel that he had lost his head.

He tried his best to suppress the contempt for the young man in his heart, and brought Ji Ran and Gu Yunhuan home.

His wife and children were not at home. As soon as Ji Ran entered the door, he saw a portrait hanging in front of the door. It was a portrait of beautiful roses and golden sunshine. The grand and warm picture was extremely dazzling in color.

Ji Ran stood at the door and looked at it for a long time, and Zhang Yu also warmly introduced to him: "This is a painting given to me by a friend, and it is said to be an imitation painting by a famous artist... Because it is really beautiful, I hung it at the door."

"Well, the picture is beautifully drawn." Ji Ran moved his eyes away, and turned his eyes back to the room.

Gu Yunhuan followed Ji Ran, and when the two went up the stairs, they happened to pass in front of the portrait.

Gu Yunhuan's eyes stopped on the painting for an instant.

He raised his hand to touch the painting, but Ji Ran grabbed his wrist.

"Don't move." Ji Ran looked at Gu Yunhuan, and when the two looked at each other, Gu Yunhuan understood what was going on.

Zhang Yu in front didn't notice anything wrong, he took the two of them upstairs, Ji Ran walked around the room a few times, and didn't comment on the various decorations at home.

Looking at the small fountain in the backyard of Zhang Yu's house, Ji Ran asked Zhang Yu curiously: "Wouldn't such a big fountain in the backyard affect the vision?"

"Water can gather wealth, so I set up the hot spring to show auspiciousness."

After Zhang Yu and Ji Ran explained, they thought there was something wrong with the fountain: "If the fountain affects Feng Shui, I will remove it immediately."

"A fountain can affect anything, it's just that the view is not wide, and it's not very good according to Feng Shui, but Feng Shui is not so strict, and it won't break the bank if it is placed."

Ji Ran didn't comment much, but Gu Yunhuan remembered that the only thing that matched in his room was the Banner of Entering and Exiting and Getting Rich pasted on the door, so he suddenly turned his head and asked Ji Ran: "If you put a small fountain toy this big on the living room table?" , won't it look good?"

"Put it on the window sill, and put two pots of green plants." Ji Ran immediately helped Gu Yunhuan plan.

Only then did Zhang Yu realize that Gu Yunhuan seemed to be living in a flat in the city center.

His face flushed a little, but he still followed Ji Ran seriously.

Ji Ran looked at all the paintings placed in the room, and saw a sachet next to the incense burner they worshiped.

That Zhang Yu wanted to put away the sachet very nervously, but Ji Ran pointed to the sachet and asked, "Is this thing also given to you by the friend who gave you the painting?"

"No, I bought it myself." Zhang Yu looked particularly awkward like that.

Ji Ran's gaze fell on the sachet, and his lips were pursed into a line, "Doing business, taking evil paths will not help you."

"..." Zhang Yu clutched the things in his hands nervously, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"You said you saw your father in a dream, did you hear what he said to you?" Ji Ran immediately guessed what was going on when he saw Zhang Yu's appearance.

Although the sachet soaked in evil spirits was tightly wrapped, the evil aura of the Yin Boy was so strong that it was about to overflow.

Inviting a yin child is extremely dangerous, after all, a baby is the closest person to yin and yang.

From nothing to being, from death to life.

Inviting the yin boy who is closest to another world, borrowing is not a bit of offering.

Looking at Ji Ran's neither happy nor sad expression, Zhang Yu couldn't stop breaking out in cold sweat.

Although Gu Yunhuan next to him had a cold face all the year round, standing beside Ji Ran, he seemed amiable.

Zhang Yu thought carefully about what his father had said to him in the dream, but the dream would have been disintegrated as soon as he touched it. He could barely remember his father's gloomy face, but he couldn't remember anything else.

But how could the master in front of him know his father...

"Your father told you, don't touch it, you will pay the price if you touch it again."

"But I'm not that day..."

"I prayed for a few days and applied blood a few times before your father showed up. So you stopped the blood application, but the troubles continued, so you thought there was something wrong with the yin house... right?"

Ji Ran really didn't understand what these people were thinking.

Yintong is a child, even a baby, and the younger they are, the more vicious they become—don’t they themselves know that children’s personalities are inherently eccentric, and if their desires are not satisfied, they will become more and more violent, and the more they support them, the more violent they will be? It's hard to get rid of it, and even if the support is shallow, the family will be disturbed.

If Zhang Yu hadn't done any bad things in the past, Yin Tong alone would have ruined his family.

"Master, help me!" Zhang Yu suddenly knelt on the ground, trembling with fright, crying bitterly.

The contempt in his heart was swept away, and his heart was full of fear and admiration for the person in front of him. He almost wanted to kowtow to Ji Ran, but Ji Ran frowned and avoided it.

"I'm not a god, kowtowing is useless."

"Give me the sachet."

This time Ji Ran's words worked, Zhang Yu handed the sachet to Ji Ran almost without hesitation, watched Ji Ran open the sachet, and took out the black statue inside.

Zhang Yu seemed to have seen the statue move.

Zhang Yu's whole body froze, he felt that his breathing became extremely light, and he looked at the statue as if possessed by a demon.

A pair of hands suddenly blocked Zhang Yu's eyes.

Gu Yunhuan stood a little further away from Ji Ran, the cold aura emanating from the black statue made the back of his hand ache.

Only now did Gu Yunhuan realize how much his body had changed. The chill lingering on the back of his hands was a pain he had experienced all year round, but one day...

Gu Yunhuan looked at Ji Ran, but Ji Ran caught the statue with his backhand.

The statue was pinched and shrunk like a soft worm, thick black juice seeped out from the inside of the statue, and the black and yellow viscous liquid exuded an unpleasant and pungent smell in the air.

"Don't kill him——" Gu Yunhuan heard Zhang Yu suddenly uttered a sharp and short voice beside him. The ear-piercing voice filled Gu Yunhuan's ears, and his eardrums hurt for a moment before the voice disappeared.

Ji Ran threw the dirty things in his hand to the ground, and the light color from his backhand wrapped his fingers, but the white light dissipated, and Ji Ran's hand was still stained with a large black sticky substance.

"Ah, the service attitude of the little ghosts is really getting worse and worse." Ji Ran frowned, looking at the mucus left on his hands unhappily.

Zhang Yu has regained his composure.

He looked at the things on the ground tremblingly, and then at the slime on Ji Ran's hands, and boldly asked, "Master Ji, what are these?"

"Even if you invite a brat next time, please hire a better stall." Ji Ran was very unhappy: "Those people used to be brats, and they all knew to dry the corpse in the shade to eliminate some grievances, and then ask God to seal it. This I just sealed the fresh remnants inside, and they were all corrupted, making my hands... dirty to death."

Ji Ran's words scared Zhang Yu almost fainted again.

After all, what he wanted to buy was a kid, but he didn't expect it to be made of a real corpse.

Zhang Yu thought that he had kissed the sachet for prayer during this period, and even poured his own blood into the surface of the sachet... Zhang Yu suddenly felt a nausea, and his whole body was dizzy from his stupid behavior.

"Master Ji, that brat, won't that brat come to me again?" Zhang Yu looked at Ji Ran with an annoyed look on his face, and couldn't even feel any disgust.

After all, he is a very successful businessman, but now he can't wait to kneel on the ground and kowtow to Ji Ran three times.

"No, it's already dead." Ji Ran looked at his fingers in distress: "Where is the public bathroom, I'll go wash my hands..."

Zhang Yu immediately helped Ji Ran point out the location, and even led Ji Ran to the toilet very courteously. He was relieved to watch Ji Ran wash his hands.

"Master Ji, do I need to buy some charms to purify my house?"

"The effect of the little ghost's influence is limited. There is a problem with your luck. It's just that the little ghost saw that you didn't make offerings, so he taught you a lesson." Ji Ran said coldly while wiping his hands: "If it wasn't for your father to remind you , After you really bound that brat, you won’t be able to untie it so easily. The enshrinement will take a few days to complete, and if your father interrupts the enshrinement, it will be regarded as harming you, but also as saving you.”

"Where did you bother me to say..."

"You want to use the little ghost to gain glory and wealth. The little ghost swallowed your blood, and of course it will help you when you are completely satisfied. At that time, you only need to use half of your flesh and blood, the lives of your wife and children, and you can get money that will last a lifetime. The most is to die earlier." Ji Ran's words were very blunt, Gu Yunhuan stood opposite Ji Ran, and immediately found that Ji Ran was not very happy.

He raised his hand and rubbed the soft hair in front of Ji Ran's forehead, then took Ji Ran's palm, carefully checked that the traces between his fingers had been cleaned up, and then held Ji Ran's hand again, and said to Zhang Yu: " Mr. Zhang, you still have to rely on yourself to do things."

Zhang Yu was already terrified, Ji Ran was so angry just now, he didn't even dare to reply.

As soon as Gu Yunhuan said, Zhang Yu immediately nodded in agreement, and repeatedly said that he would never engage in evil heretics again.

When the two went downstairs, Zhang Yu had already planned to burn a large sum of money to Ji.

He didn't dare to talk to Ji Ran about asking for money anymore.

He paid Ji Ran a sum of money very seriously, and when the payment information popped up on the phone, Ji Ran's frowning brows finally relaxed a little.

Seeing Zhang Yu's earnest appearance, Ji Ran finally reminded him: "Mr. Zhang, replace the painting at the door, maybe the future fortune will return to the previous one."

"what?"

"That picture was painted with grease."

The author says:

I bought some chestnuts today, hee hee while eating chestnuts and coding——