Chapter 242: Taoist Qiao
After eating the powder, Xiao Jing returned to the underworld first.
Qi Ming is not in a hurry to leave. He has come since he came. He has to eat more fresh fruits on site before leaving. As for the fruit money, his two young disciples, Tang Yuanyuan and Yan Qing, will pay for it. .
Yesterday, Yanqing said that she didn't want to go out and be watched by others. Today, she took the initiative to go out because she wanted to take her ancestor to visit the orchard. Yang Fan couldn't stand her proactive look.
Yan Qing’s outstanding appearance attracted the attention of passers-by. Many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures. Some people boldly followed Yan Qing to take pictures, but some people noticed that he had been chatting with others in the air. say.
Those people could only see Yan Qing, not Qi Ming.
Could this handsome guy be a lunatic?
This speculation has dissuaded many people. They want to post the photos of the banquet they took on the Internet or complain to their friends that such a good-looking guy is actually a psychopath.
But those people were surprised to find that all the photos they had just taken were blurry, and there was not a single clear photo.
It’s strange, wasn’t it fine when I took the photo just now?
Tang Yuanyuan wanted to go with his ancestor, but he and Xiao Lin had to work in pairs.
Compared with yesterday, there are only a lot more tourists coming to the village today. With many netizens successfully checking in yesterday and Pan Zicheng’s live broadcast, more and more people are interested in Uehara Village and the master of Uehara Village.
If the master is really so accurate, then they have to figure it out.
The popularity of Uehara Village on the Internet continues.
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On the other side, something happened to the Song family again. Song Jiabao, who was playing in a bar with his friends, got into an argument over a girl. The two of them started fighting after the quarrel. In the chaos, he was hit by a lamp that suddenly fell from the ceiling. Arrived and sent to the hospital.
Song Zhengmin was still writhing on his lover's bed when he received the call that his son had an accident. When he became anxious, the two of them became inseparable. In the end, they were both naked and sent to the hospital together.
After hearing the news, Yao Lanli didn't even care about her son who was still undergoing surgery, and ran to the emergency room to make a fuss.
The Song family was originally a well-known local wealthy family, and Song Zhengmin and Yao Lanli often marketed the image of a loving couple in front of the public. Now Song Jiamin cheated and was sent to the hospital for this reason, and Yao Lanli made a big fuss in the hospital. The video was quickly posted online, attracting the attention of many netizens.
And not only his family, but other Song family members also frequently had problems.
Either he was injured accidentally, or he made a major mistake at work and lost a lot of money.
One after another things came to Song Zhenglin's ears. He felt that he could not continue like this. If this continued, they would all die.
Song Zhenglin went to find Song Deming again, but unexpectedly saw someone he had never seen before in his ward.
"Zheng Lin, this is Master Qiao," Song Deming said with a gentle smile on his face, completely different from the gloomy man last night.
"Master Qiao, this is my nephew, Song Zhenglin."
The master looked like he was underage, with a baby face, a playful smile, and a small pink hair on his head. He was wearing clothes like a monk's robe, with a canvas chest bag hanging on his chest.
Qiao Cian waved to him cheerfully, "Hello."
Song Zhenglin hesitated for a second and greeted the other party, "Hello, Master Qiao."
"Thanks to Taoist Master Qiao being here last night, otherwise I would have died."
Song Zhenglin was startled and hurriedly asked what happened last night.
It turned out that Song Deming was in danger shortly after they left last night. He unconsciously walked to the rooftop and was about to jump off the building. Fortunately, Qiao Cian appeared in time and saved his life.
Qiao Ci'an said modestly, "Don't be so polite, just scan the code, it's 50,000 yuan."
Song Deming was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "It should be true."
"How come you are haunted by evil spirits?" Qiao Cian asked, pretending not to know anything. Last night, Qiao Cian came to the hospital to see a friend, and he happened to save Song Deming after meeting him.
If you don't save him, you won't know. If you save him, you will be shocked. This person's soul is stained black by sin, and he has done many bad things at first glance.
"This is a long story."
Song Deming sighed and slowly told Qiao Cian about the recent events at home, half-truthfully and half-falsely describing every few days of his family's life. I will tell you about a girl who died every year.
“For this disease, we went to various hospitals. The doctors said it was a hereditary disease with no cure, and it was passed on from female to male. We just told my niece about this not long ago. , she couldn't bear the blow and ran out to meet her friends You Wan, who knows... I won’t be able to come back once I leave.”
Song Deming choked up and couldn’t speak anymore, the corners of his lips trembled, tears kept falling, and he looked sad and remorseful, as if he was in trouble. He acted as an elder who loves his juniors.
"Maybe she blames us. She blames us for not telling her about this earlier. It's all our fault."
This old guy was almost dead, but he was still acting, and Qiao Cian secretly turned over Roll your eyes.
She saw it last night. It was a male ghost, not a female ghost at all.
It’s a pity that the ghost ran too fast and she couldn’t catch it.
Qiao Cian turned his head and glanced at Song Zhenglin beside him. Although his expression was a little strange, he did not interrupt Song Deming's words or refute, and silently acquiesced.
This person is not a good person either.
The truth is definitely not what he said. Qiao Cian stared deeply into Song Deming's eyes and said, "Mr. Song, I am a Taoist priest. Please stop making up lies in front of me."
Song Deming was sad. His expression froze, his eyes avoided, and he didn't dare to look into her eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, "What I said is all true, Taoist Qiao." Once the ghost is caught, the truth will be known. Then we will see how this Lao Deng acts.
Qiao Cian stood up and stretched, "Then let's do this for now. I'll catch that ghost later in the evening."
Song Deming opened his mouth and wanted to say something, when he heard Qiao Cian say again.
"By the way, I almost forgot to mention that I charge according to the level of the ghost when I catch ghosts. The ghost that haunts your family must be at least an evil ghost."
Qiao Cian will take the bag. He took out the QR code inside and said with a smile, "The evil ghost level charges one million, with a 10% deposit, and the 50,000 yuan that saved your life last night. 150,000 yuan, please pay it first.
Song Deming: "...Okay. "
Song Deming paid her 150,000 yuan. After receiving the money, Qiao Cian said, "See you in the evening, Mr. Song. "I hummed a little tune and left the ward.
After she left, Song Deming's face changed instantly, his face looking gloomy and terrifying.
Song Zhenglin was a little worried, "Is this Taoist Qiao reliable?"
This person seems to be even less reliable than Yang Fan.
Song Deming had a gloomy face, "It doesn't matter whether it is reliable or not, as long as it has some effect."
"Bring me Song Xinyue at night."
Looking at his ferocious and crazy face, Song Zhenglin still expressed his thoughts, "Uncle, let's contact Taoist Master Yan Qing quickly or I can go to Shangyuan Village now..."
"Shut up. !”
Song Deming stared at Song Zhenglin with sinister eyes, as if he would pounce on him and tear him to pieces if he said another word.
Song Zhenglin swallowed his saliva and swallowed back the last thing he wanted to say.