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Chapter 347 Association

"Yes, the master I am talking about is Mr. Zhang. Although he is young, his ability is real. If it were not for Mr. Zhang, I am afraid that my son..." At this point, Liu Wenhai smiled slightly

Sighed.

Hearing Liu Wenhai's words, a look of apology appeared on the middle-aged man's face, "Mr. Zhang, I'm really sorry. I'm sorry."

"Looking at my young age, I don't look like a master, right?" Zhang Fan joked. Indeed, in ordinary people's perception, masters are like old man Ouyang, not Zhang Fan.

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly and did not dare to speak.

Zhang Fan didn't blame him for this, not to mention that this middle-aged man was still a pitiful person.

There is a black mark on the middle-aged man's face where his daughter's son is, which proves that the middle-aged man's son is dead.

"Okay, let's go see your wife." Zhang Fan looked at the middle-aged man and said.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man responded quickly, "Sir, please come this way."

The middle-aged man made an invitation gesture and walked towards the master bedroom with Zhang Fan and Liu Wenhai.

On the way to the master bedroom, the middle-aged man introduced himself to Zhang Fan. The middle-aged man's name was Wang Zhonghe and he was fifty-five years old today.

A fifty-five-year-old looks like a fifty-year-old, which means he is well-maintained.

Zhang Fan also told Wang Zhonghe his name.

After entering the room, Wang Zhonghe pointed to the slightly stout middle-aged woman lying on the bed and said: "Mr. Zhang, this is my wife. What do you think is going on with my wife?"

Zhang Fan came forward and took a look at the middle-aged woman's face. The middle-aged woman's face looked very bad, as if it was covered with a layer of dust. There was a thick black aura in the middle-aged woman's palace of illness.

This proves that the middle-aged woman's life is not in danger for the time being, but she is seriously ill.

Zhang Fan gently pressed his hand on the middle-aged woman's pulse. After about five minutes, he slowly took his hand off.

Seeing Zhang Fan's calm and calm demeanor, Wang Zhonghe became a little anxious, "Mr. Zhang, how is my wife?"

"Your wife's life is not in danger yet, where is your grandson?" Zhang Fan looked at Wang Zhonghe and asked.

"My grandson?" Wang Zhonghe was stunned by Zhang Fan's words, "What are you looking for my grandson for?"

"Your wife's illness is related to your grandson." Zhang Fan said calmly. Zhang Fan saw a strange red light spot in the shape of an inverted triangle flashing in the position of the middle-aged woman's daughter's palace mistress. This inverted triangle shape

It represents the grandson of the middle-aged woman, and the strange red light represents that his grandson is related to evil spirits.

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Wang Zhonghe became even more confused, with a look of disbelief on his face, "My grandson is only a two-year-old child. How could my wife's illness be related to him?"

"I've seen Mr. Zhang's ability. If he says it's relevant, it must be relevant. Take Mr. Zhang to meet our eldest grandson." Liu Wenhai continued.

"Mr. Zhang, please come this way." Wang Zhonghe quickly made a gesture of invitation. Just as Liu Wenhai said, Zhang Fan's ability to cure his son's disease was enough to prove Zhang Fan's ability, although he did not believe it.

His wife's illness is related to his grandson,

However, what Zhang Fan said should be well-founded. Let Zhang Fan take a look and all the mysteries will be solved.

Under the leadership of Wang Zhonghe, the two came to the second bedroom of the house. The entire second bedroom had the curtains drawn and was extremely dark.

"My grandson is also very strange. As soon as he opens the curtains and sees the light, he cries 'wow'. As soon as he closes the curtains, it's fine. I don't know what's going on with my grandson." Wang Zhonghe said.

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Zhang Fan walked directly towards the crib and saw a fair-skinned, cute-looking boy lying on the crib. His big, beady eyes revealed a sense of agility, and it was excessively agility.

"Mr. Zhang, does my wife's illness really have something to do with my grandson?" Wang Zhonghe stepped forward and asked.

"It has something to do with it." Zhang Fan said bluntly, because Zhang Fan saw a strange red light in the boy's Yintang position. This was the appearance of the ghost's upper body. However, the child's ghost's upper body was different from other ghosts.

The situation on the upper body was different. This evil ghost didn't have any ill intentions towards the child.

"What's the relationship?" Wang Zhonghe asked quickly.

"Let's go to the living room and talk." Zhang Fan looked back at Wang Zhonghe.

Wang Zhonghe nodded subconsciously, then glanced at his grandson and followed him out of the living room.

"What's going on? Mr. Zhang?" Wang Zhonghe asked.

"It's very simple to treat your wife's disease." Zhang Fan glanced at Wang Zhonghe.

"Mr. Zhang, please quickly cure my wife's illness." Wang Zhonghe said quickly.

"Don't worry, just listen to what I have to say." Zhang Fan said.

"If you cure your wife alone, your grandson will die." Zhang Fan continued.

After hearing Zhang Fan's words, Wang Zhonghe's expression changed slightly. For a moment, Wang Zhonghe was a little at a loss.

"That person lying in the room can be said to be your grandson, or it can be said that he is not your grandson." Zhang Fan said.

At this time, Liu Wenhai was also confused.

"Your grandson's ghost did too many evil things in his previous life and was tortured in the underworld before he got the chance to be reincarnated. However, on the way to reincarnation, the ghost was too seriously damaged and collapsed in the middle. So,

The moment your grandson was born, he was a dead baby. There happened to be a kid around your house. When the kid saw that your grandson had no soul, he directly got into your grandson's body and took over your grandson's body." Zhang Fan said.

A look of horror appeared in Wang Zhonghe's eyes, and he said with a trembling voice: "How could... such a thing happen?"

Zhang Fan did not answer Wang Zhonghe's words and continued: "So, that kid is your grandson now. The reason why your wife is sick is because your grandson accidentally ate the blood in your wife's body, which established a connection between your grandson and your wife.

, the little ghost is in your grandson's body. If he wants to be completely integrated with your grandson, he needs to absorb a lot of essence, and this essence can only come from the body of your wife who is in contact with him, so your wife will give birth.

Such a serious illness."

Although Wang Zhonghe had heard many supernatural stories when he was a child, in his opinion, they were all meant to scare children. As he grew older, he gradually understood that some supernatural events were real, but after all, they were only a minority.

, he has always stayed away from such things, and nothing like this has ever happened to him or his relatives and friends.

Now, not only did this happen, but it also implicated two of his closest people.

(End of chapter)


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