Yesterday, Zhang Fan had made an agreement with Chu Xin's father to let Chu Xin's father take a taxi there. Zhang Fan was just afraid that Li Desheng's ghost would bump into him and everything would be in vain.
Soon, Zhang Fan and Fang Yan arrived around the mahjong parlor. They sat down at a fast food restaurant not far from the mahjong parlor, eating breakfast while waiting for news about Chu Xin's father.
At 9:20, Zhang Fan's phone vibrated. Zhang Fan picked up the phone and saw that it was a message from Chu Xin's father.
"Xiaofan, I have arrived at the mahjong parlor. I asked the owner of the mahjong parlor to arrange for me to sit in the middle of the mahjong parlor. He did so. What should I do next?"
"Have you got that yellow talisman on you? Is there anything unusual?" Zhang Fan edited a message and sent it to Chu Xin's father.
"Nothing happened." Chu Xin's father replied.
"Then find a few people to play mahjong with peace of mind. Once there is any change in the yellow talisman paper, contact us immediately." Zhang Fan edited a message again and sent it.
"Okay." Chu Xin's father replied.
As time passed by, Fang Yan became more and more anxious. Soon, it was noon.
"Mr. Zhang, has Li Desheng's ghost gone elsewhere?" Fang Yan asked, looking at Zhang Fan.
"I can't tell. There is no other way to find him now. We can only wait." Zhang Fan said.
Fang Yan nodded and sighed heavily, somewhat anxiously.
The two had a meal in a fast food restaurant. After lunch, Zhang Fan felt a little sleepy, so he lay down on the table and rested.
Fang Yan's mental state is much better than Zhang Fan, because he has been thinking about revenge. Although his mental state is good, he is very impatient in his heart.
Zhang Fan slept until 3:00 in the afternoon. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at the anxious Fang Yan and comforted him: "I understand your mood, don't worry, if you can't wait today, we can
If we come back tomorrow and we can't wait for him here, we will look for him elsewhere and we will eventually find him."
Fang Yan glanced at Zhang Fan and nodded heavily.
At this moment, Zhang Fan's WeChat notification rang. Zhang Fan quickly turned on his phone, and Fang Yan followed suit. It was the message from Chu Xin's father.
"Xiaofan, the yellow talisman is shaking violently in my arms."
Seeing these words, Zhang Fan and Fang Yan stood up immediately, and then they left the fast food restaurant, mobilized the zhenqi in their bodies, and quickly ran towards the mahjong parlor. In almost less than a minute, they
The two of them entered the mahjong parlor.
The back of an erratic ghost was at the bar, slowly drifting in the suggested direction.
Seeing this ghost, Fang Yan became excited immediately. He kicked the ground hard with his feet, and his body ejected like a cannonball.
Many people in the mahjong hall saw Fang Yan's extremely fast speed. They were stunned for a moment, and the mahjong in their hands fell to the ground.
Almost instantly, Fang Yan arrived at the bar and saw his big hand, filled with rich Tao Qi, clasped on the ghost's head.
"ah……"
The next moment, I heard a tragic wailing sound coming from the mouth of the ghost.
, his soul body also trembled violently.
"Huh! I finally caught you!" Fang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the ghost and said coldly.
"Master, I have no grudge against you, why do you want to arrest me?" the ghost said with some confusion.
Hearing the voice of the ghost, Fang Yan paused slightly, and Zhang Fan frowned. Although the back of the ghost was very similar to Li Desheng, the voice was not Li Desheng's.
Zhang Fan quickly walked to the front of Nadu Ghost Shadow and came face to face with the ghost shadow. The ghost shadow also looked like an old man in his 70s, but he was not Li Desheng.
"The wrong arrest was made, it wasn't Li Desheng..." Zhang Fan looked at Fang Yan opposite and said.
Fang Yan turned the palm that was holding the ghost's head and saw the ghost's appearance. A look of disappointment appeared on his face.
At this time, everyone in the mahjong parlor gathered around Zhang Fan and Fang Yan, with puzzled expressions on their faces, because they couldn't see the ghost at all, and they didn't even know that Fang Yan and Zhang
What are you talking about.
This matter is not easy to get out of hand. Zhang Fan looked at the mahjong parlor owner next to the bar and ordered: "Go and open the door of the dark room, we have to go in and do something."
"Okay! Okay!" The owner of the mahjong parlor nodded repeatedly, and then trotted to the direction of the dark room.
Zhang Fan and Fang Yan followed closely behind, Fang Yan holding the ghost in one hand.
After entering the darkroom, Zhang Fan told the owner of the mahjong parlor, "Go out first."
The owner of the mahjong parlor quickly left the darkroom without saying a word.
"Why did you show up at this mahjong parlor?" Zhang Fan looked at the ghost and asked.
Yin Gui glanced at Zhang Fan and did not answer Zhang Fan's words, but just lowered his head.
"Mr. Zhang, since he doesn't say anything, I will make him lose his mind!" Fang Yan said excitedly. As he spoke, he saw him raising his other hand, which was also covered with Tao Qi.
If this palm hits the body of a Yin ghost, the ghost in front of him will definitely be shaken to pieces.
This ghost's Taoism is not high, he is only in the first level and the second stage.
Hearing Fang Yan's words, Yin Gui's soul trembled violently, and a touch of fear appeared on the ghost's face, but then, he slowly closed his eyes, as if waiting for his soul to fly away.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan frowned slightly. Yin ghosts all cared about their souls being thrown away. Only Yin ghosts who were under some kind of huge coercion didn't care about their souls being thrown away.
Just when Fang Yan's hand was less than 20 centimeters away from Yin Gui, Zhang Fan shouted in a low voice: "Wait!"
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Fang Yan's hand stopped instantly. He looked at Zhang Fan with some confusion. Zhang Fan winked at him. Although Fang Yan was confused, he still put his hand down.
Then, Zhang Fan turned his attention to Yin Gui and said, "Li Desheng sent you here, right?"
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Yin Gui's soul trembled slightly, and then he glanced at Zhang Fan with his ghost eyes flashing red, but did not answer Zhang Fan's words.
Seeing Yin Gui's performance, Zhang Fan knew that he had guessed it right!
"Li Desheng used your son's life to force you to work for him, am I right?" Zhang Fan looked at the ghost and asked.
Zhang Fan saw that where the mistress of Yin Gui's Palace of Mistresses was, there was a mass of black energy lingering and flowing very slowly, which meant that his son's life was in danger. Combined with the answer given by Yin Gui's performance just now, Zhang Fan