Chapter 243 Ghost Catcher 6
However, those masters were all half-baked, and a lot of money was defrauded, but the problem was not solved at all.
The masters who had some ability told them that these three people were not haunted by evil spirits.
But he was infected by the resentment fostered by the evil spirit.
This leads to the birth of a demon in the heart.
Either get rid of the inner ghost, or get rid of the evil ghost that is the source of resentment.
And these two issues are not something that can be solved by ordinary Taoist priests.
[Ding ding, congratulations to the host baby for obtaining a Yanchu God of Wealth! ]
Bao Fu suddenly spoke up, and his tone was quite that of a smug villain.
Lingyao: "...Haha, the God of Wealth has turned into an evil ghost. Fugui, gold miners have been digging for a lifetime but have never found a god-like person like you."
Baofu chuckled twice, a little proudly: "Oh, host baby, the life of a gold miner is so short, but I will always be with you. Do you know how far forever is?"
Lingyao said indifferently: "Of course, get out of here as far as you can."
Get rich suddenly: “…”嘤.
Zhang's father and his companions brought Lingyao and others into the school.
The boys and girls in the school are full of youth, noisy and beautiful.
Probably because of some connections, the few of them were able to enter without any hindrance.
It was because Lingyao and the others were very good-looking that they attracted the attention of many students.
Father Zhang brought the four people to a banyan tree under the sports equipment room.
In deep winter, the weather is already cold.
However, the closer we got to the banyan tree, the colder it became.
It's not the normal kind of cold that causes the temperature to drop.
Instead, it makes people feel like a blunt knife cutting the flesh, and makes people feel cold and uncomfortable.
Lingyao and the other three were fine, they just noticed something was wrong.
Zhang's father and the others obviously frowned and tightened their coats.
The body's subconscious rejection reaction.
If you step into an area, you will subconsciously frown and feel uncomfortable for no apparent reason.
Then don't go forward.
That's your body's subconscious reminding you.
Zhang's father and his companions usually don't want to get close to here, but today they brought Lingyao and the others here, so they had to get close.
Father Zhang pointed to the shadow under the tree.
His eyebrows were drooped and his tone was heavy.
"Yan Chu died here. He fell from this building. Although he was blocked by a tree, it was of no use."
Li Xiaoyu's mother next to her took over the conversation.
"Our child has been obedient since he was young and gets along very well with his classmates. I don't know why he was entangled. It's really an unexpected disaster."
Lingyao did not answer Li's mother, but just looked up at the teaching building that Zhang's father pointed to.
Que Muren looked at the person in the tree.
No, not a human being to be exact.
In the cold winter sunshine, the bare tung tree suddenly sprouted tender buds and grew rapidly, with lush branches and leaves.
The green leaves look like they were painted green.
The boy was wearing a white shirt and black school pants.
He sat on a thick branch, and looked at Lingyao from afar through the sunlight-dappled leaves.
Her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and her clear and soft eyes are full of autumn water.
In the mottled sunlight, he looked like an angel hiding among the trees.
Seeing Lingyao staring at him, his face turned red and he looked away first.
Lingyao: ...What kind of evil ghost is this? Isn’t this her angel baby?
Get rich quickly: Yes, yes, the host baby is right.
But angels usually exist with demons.
Bao Fu secretly added in his heart.
At this moment, something fell from the upstairs.
The moment Lingyao raised her hand to catch it, her angel baby had disappeared from the leaves.
The book is new, as if it has never been used.
The entire book is probably written only on the first page.
The font is bold and bold
Senior 3 (), Yang Heyi.
Lingyao looked up at the place where the book flew out, her eyes gradually turning cold.