my God

Seeing Song Yan come back, Wu Changsheng and Lan Xiao hurriedly asked him how he was doing.

"It's very powerful. If you don't deal with it, something will happen." Song Yan replied while sitting on the sofa, "They all want to do something to me, let alone face others at night."

"Then you dealt with him?" Lan Xiao asked expectantly.

"It's not that easy, try it at night." Song Yan glanced at her and said bluntly, "I don't know the origin of this one you invited, but it is definitely not an authentic Gumantong."

"Hey, there are counterfeit and shoddy products for everything now!" Wu Changsheng sighed from the side, "You really dare to buy everything at home."

The early Gumantongs in Thailand were all made by eminent monks, in order to give the wandering baby souls a home, and then offer the dolls in the temple to chant sutras, hoping that these souls can reach the Paradise of Paradise early.

But later, many people regarded Gumantong as a statue that fulfilled their wishes, and began to spend money to buy it at home, so those who cared began to make it by various means and methods, and then sold it at a high price.

If a resentful soul is bought back and raised as a child, the consequences can be imagined.

Lan Xiao knew what the two of them meant, but still argued forcibly: "But it can really satisfy the master's wish! It doesn't feel very evil, but I just got greedy recently..."

"You ask for it, and it asks for something in return. This is actually a transaction, and the relationship between you is a contract." Song Yan explained, "It's not a god, and it doesn't have that much ability to help you completely change your luck, but it can change your luck." Your future fortune will be brought forward."

"You mean, what I get now is my destiny? It's just that I enjoyed it a few years in advance?" Lan Xiao was a little shocked and surprised.

"Almost." Song Yan nodded, "After all, the things you offer are personal items. Without believers, there is no strong power of faith. If it wants to be strong, it can only take evil paths."

Lan Xiao was completely silent.

Wu Changsheng was afraid that the employer's anger would affect the business, so he hurriedly said, "Don't worry, although this thing has become evil, we will deal with it."

"Then I'll trouble you, I'm sure I won't lose any money." Lan Xiao promised.

So, Wu Changsheng talked to Song Yan about the price he had negotiated with Lan Xiao, and settled accounts while the three of them were together.

Song Yan promised to do it at night, and Lan Xiao paid them an initial labor fee in advance, and the bigger reward would be after the completion of the work.

Song Yan dragged Wu Changsheng to a guest room on the grounds that he needed to discuss something.

"Can you drink?" Song Yan asked Wu Changsheng.

Wu Changsheng was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why he asked this question, but he replied truthfully: "It's okay, a catty of white, a dozen bottles of beer."

"Are you crazy after drinking?" Song Yan asked.

"No, I'm very good at drinking, and I just want to find a place to sleep when I drink too much."

"Very good, I need your help tonight."

"What help?" Wu Changsheng suddenly had a premonition that something was wrong.

Song Yan was afraid that he would be afraid, so he deliberately said casually: "It's nothing, I just let you sleep in that room for a night after you get drunk."

"Ah?!" Wu Changsheng was still shocked, "Will I still be alive tomorrow morning? That brat must suck my blood dry!"

"Don't worry, isn't there me?" Song Yan hurriedly comforted, "I will kill it as soon as it shows up, and I guarantee you are fine!"

"Then why didn't you just go in and kill it! You still insist on using me as a bait?" Wu Changsheng stared at him suspiciously and asked.

"I'm afraid of scaring the snake, and I'm afraid it will run away, so someone needs to attract its attention." Song Yan explained seriously.

Wu Changsheng thought for a while, then asked with sideways eyes, "Can you really guarantee my safety?"

"Don't worry, I can handle another one, but I'm afraid it will run away, and it will take time to find it, and it will easily hurt innocent people." Song Yan immediately made a promise.

"Okay, I promise you, but I have one condition!" Wu Changsheng straightened his back and said, "Since I have risked my life, I will get [-]% of your reward!"

Originally, he could only get tens of thousands of intermediary fees, but what he negotiated for Song Yan was hundreds of thousands of labor fees. Now that he is also involved, Song Yan should also share his share.He didn't have the face to dare to ask for [-]%, so he tried to ask for [-]%. Even if Song Yan countered the price, he could at least get [-]%, right?

"Okay, let's get ready this afternoon."

The two discussed the details again, and then went out to have lunch with Lan Xiao.

***

After night fell, Song Yan and Wu Changsheng walked out of the villa where Lan Xiao was currently living, and walked towards their destination.

Wu Changsheng drank a lot of wine, his feet were sloppy and he hiccupped, his eyelids were already fighting, and he really wanted to find a place to sleep.

Song Yan followed behind him, his footsteps were so light that there was no sound.He was still dressed as a Taoist priest, except that he had painted many incantations with cinnabar on the exposed skin of his forehead, cheeks, neck and back of his hands.

He walked quietly behind Wu Changsheng. If Wu Changsheng didn't have a semblance of reason, he would easily ignore his existence and think that he was walking alone on the road.

Wu Changsheng was still a little scared, but after all, he had been in this industry for so many years, and he had seen not only big winds and big waves, but also small winds and small waves.For money, he can also go all out, after all, this age is full of old and young.

He staggered to the designated villa, took out the key and started to open the door.He didn't know whether it was because of fear or drunkenness that his hands were shaking. He fiddled with it for a long time before finally opening the door and walking in.

Song Yan's figure was like a ghost, and he came in through the crack of the door almost close to his back, so when Wu Changsheng turned around and closed the door, his movements were smooth without any pause.

Wu Changsheng still firmly remembered Song Yan's confession, don't care about Song Yan, just treat him as alone, and then just do what he said before.

He fumbled for the switch by the door, turned on the overhead light in the living room, then yawned and walked upstairs, the smell of alcohol was everywhere he passed.

Although it was already summer, the villa was very gloomy and cold. Even though Wu Changsheng's blood flow speeded up because of drinking, he didn't feel the heat. On the contrary, he shivered because he felt cold.

Although he didn't have a core, but he has been in touch with this aspect, and his nerves are more sensitive than ordinary people. He can feel that something has been staring at him since he entered the door.After he went upstairs, the thing didn't follow, but kept looking at him.

He knew that Song Yan was walking quietly behind him, which reassured him a lot, at least he didn't have to be afraid of that thing going up and hurting people.

After he walked into a bedroom on the second floor, he closed the door casually, and lay down on the bed, unable to open his eyes more and more.He originally wanted to stay awake, thinking that as long as the thing came in and Song Yan caught it, he would run away from it.

But he waited for a while without hearing any movement, and then fell asleep unknowingly.

Song Yan stood quietly in the corner, and seeing Wu Changsheng fell asleep, he quietly listened to the movement outside.He could guarantee that the thing didn't notice his existence, as long as he didn't mobilize his true energy and use his mana, the thing wouldn't be able to find him, so he had to wait for the opportunity and hit it with one blow.

It was Haishi in a blink of an eye, and the villa area was quiet, even the sound of cars driving was almost silent, and many people turned off the lights.Most of the rich people still pay attention to health preservation and rest, especially many people become rich only in middle age or old age, so the residents here rarely make noise in the middle of the night.

In the dead of night, every little noise is particularly noticeable, especially Song Yan's five senses are extremely sensitive at this time.

He suddenly heard a crackling sound coming from the backyard, followed by a continuous and regular cracking sound. It was the sound of a ball being slapped and landed, and someone was playing with the ball.

Maybe it was because of the excitement of playing with the ball, and the sound of children giggling could be heard from time to time.

The little thing is playing in the backyard.Song Yan glanced at the rear window.He didn't expect it to be in no hurry and still want to play, which surprised him, and he couldn't help thinking about it, thinking about what to do if it didn't come.

The continuous sound of hitting the ball finally stopped. Song Yan thought it was time to come up, but it didn't take long to hear the creaking sound of the chain rubbing against the crossbar when the swing was swinging.

Creak, creak, the swing is swinging rhythmically, making people feel that the person sitting on it is in a good mood and very relaxed.

Song Yan stood quietly in the corner for a long time, watching the time from Haishi to Zishi.He couldn't help but wonder if he would just stand there overnight.If that's the case, he intends to ask the gods to help, the two of them surrounded and smashed the place to pieces, and they must smash that thing to death.

Just when Song Yan was thinking about another plan, the back door on the first floor of the villa was gently opened, and a child came in humming.

"I'm hungry, let's eat~ um huh huh~ huh huh..."

Light footsteps sounded at the same time, and someone went upstairs along the stairs.

Song Yan instantly became alert.He didn't know if the stuff or magic weapon was useful. To deal with such exotic things, he believed in the power of the gods, so he only brought the feather fan that the gods gave him this time.He held the fan tightly in his hand, ready to pounce on it at any time and give it a blow.

The door was gently pushed open, and a child walked in.He was young, about five or six years old, dark and thin, with a face unique to Southeast Asians.

The child stood at the door and looked around the room before looking at the bed, with an unconcealable eagerness in his eyes.

When he came to the bedside, he stretched his head and sniffed it fiercely, with a look of intoxication on his face.

Except for Sanqing Patriarch and Buddha, most gods and ghosts like the aroma of alcohol, while evil cultivators prefer the smell of blood and alcohol mixed together, just like people who love meat and suddenly see it after a day of hunger. The braised pork is average, it can make your saliva flood, and your mouth will flow.

The child looked at Wu Changsheng with an expression of excitement, and suddenly opened his mouth, revealing two rows of fine and sharp teeth, as if he was about to bite off.

Song Yan's pupils shrank, and he immediately raised his fan. Just as he was about to rush over, the child stopped suddenly, and the fangs were only an inch away from Wu Changsheng's neck.

Reluctantly, the child closed his mouth and muttered in a low voice: "Mom won't let you eat people..." The voice was full of grievances and helplessness.

He shifted his gaze to Wu Changsheng's arm again, stretched out his hand, and said, "Then sneak a little bit! Just a little bit!"

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