I, C, attend the funeral

Zihe and Xiaodie waited for quite a while before the waiter turned back again.

"Two guests, our boss said... how about you two come to his office?" The waiter said very politely, and his eyes were also looking at the faces of the two guests.

Although Zihe and Zhao Yin are not considered to be deeply involved in the matter, they can still understand such a simple matter——

The boss is not willing to drive over here. If you want to chat, you can go there by yourself.

The two looked at each other, Zihe licked his lips, pondered for a second, and then smiled again.

"Okay, let's bother you, let's go and sit down?"

The waiter immediately opened the door with a smile, and led the two towards the innermost part of the teahouse.

The modern teahouse has an antique design everywhere, creating an antique charm.

As Zihe walked, he looked around from time to time.

It's really clean, it doesn't look like a teahouse open to the public, it's like a home with a Virgo obsessive-compulsive housewife.

Zihe stomped his feet on the ground maliciously, and the ground was covered with muddy footprints in an instant.

The waiter hidden by the corridor immediately came over with a mop, looked at Zihe sadly, and then buried himself in mopping the floor.

Zihe felt that if he was not busy, he could spend a day in this teahouse by ordering two pots of tea.

Walking into the boss's office, the room is cleaner and fresher, and even the smell of detergent wafts in the air.

What a horrible cleanliness is this?It's just a teahouse, it's just an office, so what?

Zihe and Zhao Yin were brought into the office, and the waiter left.

Zhang Datian sat behind the desk, resting his elbows on the table, staring at the two of them leisurely.

He was unexpectedly not a fat, greasy middle-aged man, but a thin black man in a shirt with his hair well-cut.

Zihe subconsciously looked at the face first.

Zhang Datian has a thin and flat nose, close-set eyes, and extremely long vertical lines between his eyebrows.The eyes are small and white, the face is flat and fleshless, the philtrum is too short, and the chin is slightly retracted.

Obviously a short-sighted, short-sighted face——

Then it is strange, how can such a person have such good fortune? !

He didn't want his little brother to come out to socialize, lest he would get two more wrinkles if he was unhappy, and he would not be beautiful.

So he walked to Zhang Datian's desk first, pulled a chair and sat down, and said with a polite smile: "Hello, Boss Zhang, I'm a magazine writer, you can call me Xiao Zhang. I'm writing an article recently, I want to learn from you and ask some old stories from the past. Of course, after writing it, I will definitely help your store advertise or something."

Zhang Datian didn't speak immediately, nor did he smile at the two of them.

As a businessman who opened the door for business, his face was too cold.

The posture of sitting behind the desk is also too high, with a look of contemptuous arrogance.

Zhao Yin pursed his lower lip. A 19-year-old young man with faith in his heart, stayed up at night and risked danger to hunt ghosts around - from these, it can be seen that he is a person with righteousness in his chest, middle school two and blood.

Such a person, how can he bear such cold eyes and embarrassment, he almost has to deal with business and tell the truth.

The Zihe Gang said first: "I wonder if Boss Zhang is free, tell us about the Lanhai Non-staple Food Factory back then?"

The kid wanted to tell the truth that he came here to deal with the case in Room 601, and Zhang Datian had to immediately avoid suspicion and drive them away.

Many people who get rich have a dream of becoming a cultural person, which can be seen from the tea trays and large bookcases in many businessmen's offices, tea ceremony, and knowledge.

That's why Zihe opened his mouth and lied that he was a writer, but he didn't expect that Zhang Datian's face was completely indifferent, and he didn't know whether he didn't believe it or was not interested.

"Please leave, both of you. I have forgotten about the Lanhai Non-staple Food Factory. If you bother me again, I will blow you up." Zhang Datian finally spoke, his tone was cold, and he was not polite at all.

He looked at Zihe and Zhao Yin coldly, as if looking at two stinking garbage, disgusted and bored.

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and said to the waiter at the door: "Da Gang, take these two people away."

Immediately issued an eviction order.

Zihe hadn't been "trampled" by Zhang Datian's sarcasm just because both of them were surnamed Zhang and they were close to Zhang Datian.

Zhao Yin pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows, and was about to stand up and beat someone with a hammer.

Zihe also had a bit itchy teeth, "Zhang Datian..."

Want to eat people!

But he didn't think that Zhang Datian would not be fooled. He stared at Zihe coldly, as if he had completely seen through Zihe's plan, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

He even held his breath, not even panting at all.

"..." Zihe's heart moved, and he suddenly understood.

Damn it, Zhang Datian obviously knew that the two of them would come, so he asked the waiter to pour out a basin of water just to splash them both.

I'm afraid he already knew what they were talking about, and even knew that he would never respond to his name.

Slightly squinting his eyes, Zihe couldn't figure out what was going on.

In this world, how could anyone see through his identity?You must know that although his soul is a remnant soul, under the care of the old temple master, it has been washed very clean by the Taoist words. If you don't eat a good life soul, there will be no trace of ghostly stench.

What's more, the other party is an ordinary human being, how does he know the method of evil spirits eating people?

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The two returned without success like this. When walking on the road, Zihe couldn't help saying:

"Have you noticed that this teahouse is too clean?"

Zhao Yin looked back and nodded.

"And the whole teahouse has been in a dark environment for many years." Zihe said again.

Zhao Yin supported the handrail of the bicycle, thought for a while and said: "And Zhang Datian seems to know that we will come, and also knows why we are here."

"Yes!" Zihe nodded vigorously, he took two steps back, stood on the curb, looked up at the sky, and looked around the row of shops.

"From the outside and inside, I can't see any special Feng Shui layout. The doubts are just too clean, all male waiters, everyone has super short hair, and the room is dark..." Zihe recalled one by one, wondering if there was any leak What to lose, what these special features represent.

Zhao Yin suddenly turned his head to meet Shang Zihe's eyes, and quickly said: "Generally, those who open their doors for business will enshrine a god, most of which is Guan Erye. But there is no shop dedicated to gods in the row of shops in Zhang Datian."

Zihe nodded, what does this mean?

"I see..." Zhao Yin said suddenly, then turned around and walked into the community, Zihe hurriedly followed.

When the two of them walked into the community, they saw the wall and windows facing north on the other side of the row of shops.

"Sure enough!" Zhao Yin pointed to a window on the north side of Xianzhu Teahouse, "Look, there is a faint red light in this room, obviously there are red candles, tribute incense or soul-calling lamps."

Zihe frowned slightly, half understanding what Zhao Yin said.

This information is beyond his knowledge of physiognomy and Feng Shui.

"What does this mean?" Zihe looked at the window with curtains, a very faint red light shone through it, and then looked at the little girl who seemed to have mastered the secret.

asked eagerly and cautiously.

Zhao Yin glanced at the red window with apprehension, turned around and walked out of the community.

After walking a long distance, he turned his head and whispered to Zihe: "Zhang Datian raises a brat! No wonder he got rich suddenly, this is all borrowed money, and robbed others of their good luck."

Zihe frowned, "Then..."

"The little devil is afraid of getting dirty, so the cleanliness of the house is unreasonable.

"Little ghosts are afraid of femininity, so there are no waitresses in the whole teahouse, and hair is also feminal, so everyone cuts their hair short.

"Little ghosts need blood to nourish, and it must be the blood of their masters, so Zhang Datian is a skinny man despite being rich.

"Little ghosts are gods of ear reporting, so Zhang Datian already knew that we were going, and maybe even knew the purpose of our going..." Everything was explained.

Zhao Yin spoke out one by one, and the more he said, the more he affirmed his thoughts.

"So that's the case." Zihe nodded, looking at Zhao Yin with bright eyes.

This child... Tsk tsk!

"The Maoshan sect also has a technique for raising little ghosts, called Liu Lingtong, and it uses the ecstasy technique." Zhao Yin muttered, frowning and punching, looking like a great scientist who focused on deliberating high-level algorithms.

"Liu Lingtong's Dharma body is willow wood carved in the shape of a child. There is no dampness and rusticity in the teahouse. It doesn't seem to be raising Liu Lingtong... No..." Zhao Yin seemed to be reciting a book, trying to recall the knowledge in his mind, as if Either he was caught in his own thoughts and couldn't extricate himself, and he seemed to be anxious to find useful information.

Zihe stood beside him, staring at the past and surroundings, ensuring the safety of the little girl, while listening to Zhao Yin's words carefully.

I couldn't help wondering: Where did Zhao Yin get this knowledge about ghosts?

How could he, a 19-year-old senior high school student who grew up in a family without metaphysics genes, know the knowledge about catching ghosts and knowing ghosts that even a real person like Lao Guanzhu didn't know?

"There is also the Thai head-dropping technique. The dharma body is a drop of corpse oil in the coffin. The coffin corpse oil in the head-dropping technique is very evil, and the person who raises the evil must use an open fire to suppress the house.

"The teahouse is dark and gloomy, and it's impossible to raise a kid with a lowered head. Otherwise, there would be no open fire to guard the house, and the people in the house would have died long ago..." Zhao Yin rubbed his hands, trying to do the elimination method.

Zihe was surprised and panicked when he heard that.

He suddenly felt a sense of crisis...

Why does it sound like the other kid with lowered head and Liu Lingtong are much cooler than him?

He, Zhang Zihe, was obviously a terrifying existence that was locked in by the Gao Shen Taoist and watched by the old temple master all his life.

But how...

He looked himself up and down, he was handsome, slender and handsome.

No, he shook his head, not looking at Qian Shen's body but looking at his own remnant soul, which was also crystal clear, with red dots on his feet and fingers, it didn't look vicious at all, and even looked a little sacred and cute.

fall!

Is he still the most powerful evil spirit in the world?

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Zihe: How do you know the method of evil spirits cannibalism?

Zhang Datian: Because I watched "Use Your Body for Me"!

Author: Whoops!Leak the secret!The secret has been leaked!

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Q: Student readers, when do you have winter vacation?

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