Taoist Master Mao was taken away, pushed and shoved in a very embarrassing manner, and no trace of his immortal spirit could be seen anymore. Of course, he had to face more than just embarrassment, because Director Chang had already given an explanation. He was lying to others.
It's strange that he feels better when he arrives at the leader's house. There is no need for the leader to arrange the rest. Someone will naturally help handle it until the leader is satisfied.
"Send off" Taoist Master Mao, Director Chang turned around and immediately became amiable, "Mr. Tan, right? I didn't expect Xiaobo to have a friend like you. It's all thanks to you this time. Please take a seat. Yulian,
Hurry up and get Mr. Tan a cup of tea."
As expected of a leader, this change of attitude was very natural. However, Tan Xuan did not appear to be flattered. He just waved his hand politely and said, "You don't have to be so polite. We happened to meet each other and we can just point it out with a little effort."
"Hey, Mr. Tan, there's no need to be modest. That nasty liar almost made me lose money and lose face. It's not a piece of cake for me. Please sit down, Xiaobo, too."
Tan Xuan did not give up his courtesy anymore and sat down. He had been here for a long time and didn't give him water. It was only now that he gave up his seat. Tan Xuan didn't bother to be polite to him.
After a simple courtesy, Director Chang asked straight to the point: "I just heard from Yulian that Mr. Tan is also good at catching ghosts?"
Tan Xuan smiled slightly, secretly thinking that Director Chang had learned a lot from the experience, and replied softly: "It's not that I'm good at it, I just understand it a little bit."
"Haha, Mr. Tan is so humble." Director Chang said flatteringly, but the smile on his face looked a little perfunctory.
Seeing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Qian Bo quickly spoke to the side, "Tanzi, you don't have to be like this. Director Chang is not an outsider. Besides, Aunt Feng and Ye Ma have been in love for many years. Please show it to Grandpa Chang."
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Turning his head, Qian Bo said to Director Chang: "Director Chang, you are not as young as I am, but he is really capable. I took a week off a few days ago, do you remember? In fact, I was not sick that time.
, I was almost killed by a few ghosts. Fortunately, Tanzi took action, otherwise you wouldn’t be able to see me.”
"Have you also encountered a ghost?" Director Chang sat up straight and asked eagerly. He knew his subordinate well enough that Qian Bo did not dare to say those false things to him.
Qian Bo patted his thigh and explained with a wide grin: "Chang Ju, you don't know. Not only did I encounter a ghost, I also saw one with my own eyes."
Director Chang was shocked again, "Have you seen a ghost with your own eyes?"
"Three."
Qian Bo stretched out his fingers and gestured, and said with sadness and anger: "Each one was more cruel than the other. I almost got strangled to death. Fortunately, Tanzi was by my side."
"Is Mr. Tan so powerful?"
Someone adds to the atmosphere, and the effect is different. When Director Chang looked at Tan Xuan again, his eyes were different again, and his face was filled with uncontrollable joy.
"Of course it's awesome." At this time, Aunt Feng had already made tea and brought it over, and then said, "I heard from Xiaobo that Xiaotan went to the old machinery factory to get rid of ghosts last night."
"Is there such a thing?" Director Chang gave a thumbs up to Tan Xuan, "Mr. Tan is the real demon slayer and defender."
Tan Xuan took the tea, thanked Aunt Feng first, and then explained to Director Chang with a smile: "Director Chang was joking, don't talk about slaying demons and defending the Tao. I'm not that high level. I only talked about it last night.
It's just that Brother Qian's wife and sister went out with a few friends to fool around, and ended up attracting a hanged man in the abandoned machinery factory's family building. The hanged man wanted to harm people, but I directly broke up."
Since he is being questioned a bit, Tan Xuan also needs to briefly talk about his abilities.
"It's broken up..." Director Chang and his wife were shocked from ear to ear. Although they couldn't understand the extent of "broken up", looking at Tan Xuan's relaxed and freehand description, they felt that the person in front of them should be better than just now.
The Taoist priest who was taken away was much more reliable.
Aunt Feng couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Tan, what about my old man..."
Aunt Feng was interrupted by Director Chang before she could finish her words. Director Chang said with a straight face and dissatisfaction: "Isn't this what Mr. Tan is here for? I just sat down and haven't had a sip of tea yet. You
No hurries?"
Tan Xuan smiled slightly and waved his hand, "Director Chang, you don't have to be like this. Brother Qian asked me to come just for the sake of the old man? Let's go see the old man first."
Director Chang didn't show any further politeness, he stood up first, clasped his hands and said to Tan Xuan: "Then Mr. Lao Tan, if you can really subdue the evil ghost, Chang will be very grateful."
Tan Xuan waved his hand, "That's not important. I came here for Brother Qian's sake. Before looking, let me make it clear. If there is really something evil, I will definitely take action. But if it weren't for that
, then forgive me for being unable to do anything."
What does it mean to be grateful? Thinking about Taoist Master Mao's treatment just now, Tan Xuan felt disgusted with this kind of promise, so he said the ugly things first to avoid everyone being unhappy later.
"We know this, there is Mr. Laotan."
Director Chang respectfully invited Tan Xuan to the door of the old man's bedroom.
The bedroom door is still ajar at this time, and the bedroom is still in the same condition as when the hair grew out. Now that the sun is declining, the nanny is not willing to come to clean this room.
Tan Xuan pushed the door open and walked into the bedroom. The bedroom was very messy. It was all the mess left by Daoist Master Mao's pretense. There were many paper charms posted on the walls, windows, and bedside. The room was very stuffy in the summer.
Yes, I didn't open the windows or turn on the air conditioner, which was really uncomfortable.
Tan Xuan stood at the head of the bed and took a look. Mr. Chang, who had become skinny and skinny, was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his mouth open. He was sleeping soundly. He seemed not to be affected by the farce just now, except for the occasional twitching of his eyelids.
, it was obvious that he had not slept properly, or was in a dream. The old man's cheeks were a very normal red color, and it seemed that he had been ill for a while.
Tan Xuan walked around the bedroom, looking very carefully, not even missing some corners. But he didn't find anything else, but he casually tore off a lot of paper charms, and then slowly returned to the door.
As soon as Tan Xuan went out, Qian Bo stood at the door and did not dare to enter the house and asked eagerly: "How is it? Did you see anything?"
Director Chang and his wife also looked at Tan Xuan nervously. They were also anxious to know the result.
Tan Xuan waved his hand, closed the door, and took the three of them to the living room. After sitting on the sofa again, he said to the three of them: "There is nothing wrong with this bedroom. I didn't find anything dirty. Don't worry.
Already."
"There are no ghosts?" Director Chang did not show how happy he was when he heard this reply. Instead, he frowned slightly and said, "What about the other rooms? Could you please Mr. Tan to take a look?"
Tan Xuan waved his hand, "Don't look at it. I took a rough look at your house just now when that old Taoist Mao was playing his tricks. Your house has a square shape, elegant decoration, a combination of light and dark, and everything is in line with the principles of Feng Shui.
It seems that it was specially arranged by an expert. Moreover, the aura of wealth and honor lingers in the house, and ordinary filthy things cannot be avoided, so how can you dare to show off your evil in your house?"
"But the old man often makes noises at night that there is a ghost in the house, saying that the ghost is coming to catch him. So what's going on? Could it be that the old man has caused something dirty outside?" Director Chang asked with a suspicious look on his face.
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What Xuan said is absolutely correct. Director Chang had someone look at the two houses across the street. Not only were the layouts specified, but the materials were also chosen in full accordance with the requirements of the expert, and a mage was hired to make them specially.
To perform rituals, a lot of manpower, material resources, and financial resources were spent.
Tan Xuan shook his head, "No, I didn't feel any filthy energy in the old man's bedroom. I can be sure of this. I don't dare to overestimate other abilities, but I am still special in the aspect of looking at the energy to cut off the yin and yang."
Confident. To tell you what you don’t like to hear, I didn’t find any ghostly resentment in the old man, but I found that he was lifeless. He is old, so you’d better take him to the hospital for a good check-up."
Director Chang was not annoyed by Tan Xuan's unobtrusive words. He just leaned back and sighed helplessly, "Oh! The old man's body has been checked, and the doctor also said that his body's organs are aging.
, all functions are plummeting. Alas! Birth, aging, illness and death are the laws of nature, and no one can do anything about it."
"He always said he saw ghosts. When the nanny told me at first, we didn't pay much attention. We thought he was having nightmares or was suffering from hysteria. But he kept saying he saw ghosts, and he also said he had a nose and eyes, so the ghosts
His appearance and clothing were clearly described, and he didn't look confused at all. Twice when I was at home, he even said that the ghost was singing in the house, and he would dodge back and forth, saying he was afraid of being touched, which was true.
It seemed like I was panicking. But every time I asked him if he knew that ghost, he kept silent."
When talking about things at home, Director Chang's face was full of worry, and he kept changing his sitting position. At this time, he completely lost his leadership airs.
Aunt Feng continued on the side: "The hospital is helpless in this situation, so we can only take the old man home. But the old man is drowsy at home, falling asleep day by day, and when he wakes up, he says that a ghost is coming.
I have scared away several of my nannies. Now I have managed to keep this one. I don’t know how many days I can work for it. Lao Chang and I have been angry for some time because of the old man’s matter, otherwise we wouldn’t have attracted that fake person.
Old man, I was almost deceived. Xiaotan, you are Xiaobo's friend, and Aunt Feng is no longer polite to you. Tell Aunt Feng the truth, is there any ghost here?"
When Tan Xuan saw one of them pretending to be pitiful and the other playing the emotional card, he knew that he would be in trouble if he didn't give him the right words, especially when Qian Bo kept giving hints.
"Tanzi, please take a good look..."
"This..." Tan Xuan struggled for a long time, and finally said in embarrassment: "Aunt Feng, you are Brother Qian's elder, and the Bureau is also the leader of Brother Qian. Brother Qian has found me, and I can't shirk it. If
If you insist on asking me if there are ghosts, then I can only say that there are indeed ghosts."
"Is there really a ghost?" Chang Ju and his wife immediately became nervous when they heard that there was a ghost.
Tan Xuan waved his hand, "Listen to me. When I say there are ghosts, I don't mean there are ghosts in this house."
Tan Xuan pointed at his heart, "Ghosts are born from the heart, and that ghost is in the old man's heart."