Hearing that the old Taoist agreed, the old man was happy, but a trace of embarrassment immediately flashed across his face, and he whispered: "I don't know how much you charge, Master. I... really don't have much money."
I could tell from the old man's clothes that he was not lying, because he did not look like a rich man.
So I nodded to the old man.
"Brother, don't worry. The fees I charge here are all based on the owner's wishes. We don't talk about money. After the matter is resolved, how much you give depends entirely on your own wishes." The old Taoist said to him.
Although the shop is not very rich now, it is definitely not short of money. The money earned by Lao Dao and Duanmu Qing from a live broadcast is not a small amount.
This old man's family is not rich, so even if he gives it, he can't give much.
But in this business, you can’t leave empty-handed, so just let the old man watch and give.
Hearing what the old man said, the old man was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that such a situation would happen.
"Expert, you must be a real expert. It seems that my son is saved this time!" The old man couldn't help but hold the old man's hand and kept thanking him.
The old Taoist stared at his neck, where there were blood vessels bulging under the skin.
Looking at the blood vessels and feeling the blood flowing inside, the old man couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips.
Seeing this, I knew something was wrong, so I quickly walked over, pulled away from the old man, turned around and said to the old man: "Old sir, let's leave now. We have a car, let's drive together."
The old man nodded repeatedly and thanked him again.
At this time, the old Taoist took a deep breath, suppressed the desire in his heart, and let the old man out with a smile.
When we came outside, Lao Dao drove straight to the old man's town.
It's cloudy today, with drizzle falling in the sky, and the air quality is good.
The old man drove the car very slowly and steadily, and we kept chatting with the old man along the way.
The old man's surname was Liu, and he was a sanitation worker in the town. His old house was demolished and he had some savings.
He has only one son, and he has a son only when he is old.
However, this precious son has some personality problems, he is quite withdrawn, and he likes to study Feng Shui and Yin and Yang. Even at this age, he doesn’t even have a partner.
The old man had no choice but to live with his son. At such an old age, he still had to take care of his son.
As we were talking, the car had already arrived at the old man's town. The buildings here were basically two- or three-story buildings, and the building area was not small, almost like a small villa.
The car stopped directly in front of the old man's house.
"Where is your son?" the old man asked him as we got out of the car.
"It's upstairs, it's upstairs, come with me." Lao Dao said, leading Lao Dao and I towards the upstairs.
We drove to the second floor, and the old man opened a door, and smoke suddenly came out from inside. It looked smoky, as if something had been burned.
I stood at the door and didn't move because the smell in the room was too strong and I needed to ventilate it.
Seeing that I didn't move, the old man also stood at the door. The old man didn't dare to say anything, but looked worried.
After waiting for a while, when the smoky atmosphere in the house was almost gone, I walked in.
He went directly to the bedside and saw a young man lying on the bed. His face looked sallow, as if he was seriously ill.
When we got closer, the man just opened his eyes and glanced, his eyes were cloudy and lifeless, and there was no other reaction at all.
I didn't waste too much time on him, because with just one glance, I could tell that he was really possessed and had touched something unclean.
It's just that the unclean thing doesn't seem to be here, so if you want to know why he became like this, you have to find the reason.
I looked back at the old man, and then asked him: "Did your son encounter anything unusual before he got sick?"
Hearing my words, the old man was stunned for a moment and glanced at the old man.
He always thought that I was an experienced disciple, so now he is a little strange as to why the master didn't ask him, but the disciple spoke up instead.
"Just say whatever I ask you." The old Taoist nodded to him and said.
The old man thought for a while, as if he was recalling something. After a moment, he widened his eyes and said, "Is it the one named Zhang?"
When he said this, he jumped up suddenly and patted his thigh excitedly.
"It must be him, it must be him, he is looking for my son!"
I looked at the old man and frowned. As expected, there must be a reason for this.
"Don't get excited, tell me carefully what's going on." The old man held his shoulders and said to him.
The old man calmed down for a while and then told us what happened.
It turned out that his son had a job, in the town's comprehensive law enforcement brigade, and usually managed some chores in several nearby villages.
In recent years, the higher authorities have adopted policies to strictly burn straw, and they are also responsible for these tasks.
During the summer harvest a few days ago, a man named Zhang from the next village secretly burned straw at night, but was caught by the old man's son.
Now the matter is being handled very tightly. The old man's son did not dare to hide it and reported it directly.
The town decided to fine the man named Zhang 5,000 yuan.
I nodded after hearing this. What the old man's son did was not wrong. After all, it was his job.
But I know that things won't end like this. There must be something else happening later, otherwise he wouldn't be like this.
"Originally, the superiors decided to detain the man named Zhang, but my son begged for mercy and only fined him 5,000 yuan. Who knew that Zhang was so small-minded that he drank pesticide and committed suicide after he came back that night!"
The old man became excited again when he said this, and then said: "It must be him, it must be him. After he died, something happened to my son. It wasn't him or someone else. I didn't think of this at first, but now I finally know.
Damn that bitch, my son also acts impartially, and besides, he intercedes for him, why do you want to harm my son!"
Lao Dao and I looked at each other, and the matter was now clear.
The old man's son was indeed stuck on something unclean. To solve this problem, all he had to do was follow the clues and go to Zhang's house.
Lao Dao and I walked downstairs, then grabbed the old man and asked him to take us to Zhang's house.
The old man showed the way in the car. Not long after leaving the town, he came to a village and stopped in front of a house.
"This is the family named Zhang." The old man pointed to the house in front of him and said.
His expression was a little frightened. Thinking about Zhang's death, he felt a little guilty. After all, it was related to his son.
"My son was not the only one who found him lighting straw that night, but a team of five or six people. Why was it that my son was the only one who had an accident while everyone else was fine?"
The old man looked at the door of Zhang's house and couldn't help but said.
After hearing his words, I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized that this matter was not just the old man's son.
They were on the same team that day.
I just didn't expect that in the end, only his son would be in trouble.
I stared at the door of that house, took out a cigarette and lit it. After taking a puff, I shrugged and said, "Who knows, maybe your house is closest to his house."
After hearing what I said, the old man named Liu was speechless for a while and didn't know what to say.
"Okay, you can go back, I'll be fine here." I turned around and said to the dazed old man.
Hearing my words, he was obviously in disbelief. His eyes widened and he said, "Should I go back?"
I nodded and said no more.
I know what he is thinking. After all, this matter involves his son, so he will not be relieved until he sees with his own eyes that we have destroyed that unclean thing.
"Brother, don't worry. With us here, we can definitely save your son. There will be a lot of dangers here. We can't deal with it while you are here. If we delay in saving your son, we will be in trouble."
At this time, the old Taoist quickly turned around and said to the old man.
Hearing what the old man said, the old man was stunned for a moment, then nodded, carefully opened the car door, and hurried back along the way he came.
"Boss, do you think it was the guy surnamed Zhang who continued to hold grudges after his death? Why don't we capture his ghost and question him?"
Watching the old man get out of the car, the old man asked me.
"The problem doesn't seem to be here." I blew out a puff of smoke toward the outside of the car and looked at the Zhang family in front of me.
I can't feel a trace of resentment in the Zhang family, which proves that there is no problem in his family.
If the dead person turned into a evil ghost, then his home would also have a trace of evil spirit. But now everything is normal here, it proves that there is nothing wrong with him.
Moreover, I also checked the old man's son and found that he was indeed possessed by evil spirits.
Moreover, the thing that possessed him was something that could not be accomplished by a newly dead ghost.
So based on the analysis of these things, the dead one did not turn into a ghost to take revenge. There is another reason for this.
While I was smoking and thinking about the problem, a man and woman walked out of the Zhang family gate.
The man's face has a trace of sadness, while the woman's face is plain.
When they came out, the man saw our car at a glance, and the expression on his face changed imperceptibly.
The next moment, the two of them walked towards this side.
As we got closer and closer, the man took out a cigarette from his pocket, then kept touching himself with his hands, and finally walked quickly towards our car with a disappointed look on his face.
"Does that brother have a fire? Let me borrow it for a while." The man said as he walked towards me.
