Zuo Shisan saw that the portrait of the ancestor that had been hanging in the middle of the hall was missing!
"Thirteen, what's wrong?" An Rushuang, who was following Zuo Thirteen, noticed something was wrong on his face and asked quickly.
Zuo Shisan pointed at the empty wall in the middle of the hall and said:
"Rushuang, why did the portrait of the ancestor above suddenly disappear?"
After hearing this, An Rushuang quickly looked towards the wall, and sure enough, the portrait of the Patriarch hanging on it was missing, and even the incense burner dedicated to the Patriarch under the portrait disappeared.
"Did it fall below?" An Rushuang asked.
After hearing this, Zuo Shisan walked around the table and found that there was nothing on the ground. The portrait must have been taken away.
Seeing this, Zuo Shisan quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed Fatty's number:
"Hey, Fatty, where is the portrait of our ancestor on the wall of Daoguang Hall? Have you seen it?"
Fatty said on the phone:
"No, what's the matter, senior brother? Something happened to our Qingzhu Temple?"
Zuo Shisan glanced at the wall of the hall again and said:
"It's okay. By the way, have you found a job now?"
The fat man said:
"I found it. I work in a property management company in a community. I'm about to go out for dinner with my colleagues now."
"Okay, do your best, control your temper, and don't fight with others outside. Remember to call me first if you need anything." Zuo Shisan said and hung up the phone.
The fat man who was sitting in the car at this time, holding the rolled-up portrait of his ancestor in his hand, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his arm:
"Huh~ I didn't expect my senior brother to come back so soon. Fortunately we left early, otherwise he would definitely have seen us."
Huang Feng'er, who was driving, said:
"Thankfully I asked you to switch to my car midway, otherwise we would definitely be discovered by your senior brother while driving your van."
The fat man nodded:
"That's right, but this is not a long-term solution. I took away so many evil-exorcism instruments from Qingzhu Temple. My senior brother will definitely find out, so we have to solve the matter of the haunted house quickly. We only need to remove the dirty things inside.
Once it’s dealt with, the rest will be easy.”
Huang Feng'er turned her head and glanced at Fatty and said:
"Mr. Hu, then I will take you there directly tonight, but I still have to make it clear to you in advance that the dirty things in that haunted house are not easy to deal with. I heard that even hiring several exorcists at high prices can't do it.
"
The fat man smiled slightly after hearing this:
"That's because they are not good at it. I, Hu Yijun, may not be very good at it, but I can't deal with that vicious ghost. After all, I am also a disciple of the Maoshan Dragon and Tiger Sect!"
Fatty Hu Yijun's words were like a stabbing needle standing in Huang Feng'er's heart. In fact, her purpose was very clear, which was to drag Hu Yijun in front of her into the water. When the time comes, drag him into the water, even if he is not the opponent of that dirty thing.
, his senior brother Zuo Shisan, who was once the top master of the Maoshan Dragon and Tiger Sect, would never stand idly by.
As long as Zuo Shisan takes action, the dirty things in the mansion will naturally be removed. By then, she will receive a commission of more than 5 million. This huge income is enough for her to live in the best area of Dongdian City.
Purchased a townhouse with full payment.
Thinking of her wonderful future life, the corners of Huang Feng'er's mouth unconsciously raised, and her mood became happy, so she smiled and said to the fat man next to her:
"Mr. Hu, it's still early, I'll treat you to a steak Wellington."
Fatty was always a food lover. When he heard about steak, he immediately nodded:
"Sure, no problem!"
So the two drove to a nearby shopping mall...
Zuo Shisan and An Rushuang were still looking for the portrait of their ancestor in Qingzhu Temple. Zuo Shisan wanted to find Taotie in the courtyard to ask questions, but when they came to the courtyard, they found that Taotie was no longer there. He must have been practicing in seclusion again.
Not finding Taotie, Zuo Shisan returned to his room, but unexpectedly found that the lightning strike wood he had been hanging in the room had disappeared, and the cinnabar powder and ink fountain he often used to ward off evil spirits had also been taken away.
Seeing this, Zuo Shisan suddenly realized that he guessed who had taken these things from Qingzhu Temple.
At this time, An Rushuang opened the door and walked in from the outside:
"Thirteen, thieves come in from time to time in the Taoist temple. I saw that the Qing Dynasty copper bell engraved with runes in the hall was also missing."
Zuo Shisan said:
"It's not a thief, it must be a fat man. He encountered something outside and didn't dare to tell me, so he returned to Qingzhu Temple and took away all the useful exorcisms."
"Then...then what happened to him? Should we find him and ask him?" An Rushuang asked.
Zuo Shisan took out his mobile phone, found Fatty's mobile phone number and dialed it again, but the phone showed that the other party had been turned off.
"His grandma is so stupid, this guy Hu Yijun has actually turned off his phone now!" Zuo Shisan said.
Now they can't contact Fatty, and they don't know where he went with those exorcisms, or what kind of trouble he got into.
Even though Zuo Shisan and An Rushuang were worried, they didn't know what to do at this moment.
Zuo Shisan frowned, and suddenly he thought of a way:
"Zu Rushuang, accompany me to the Criminal Investigation Brigade. I will ask the Criminal Investigation Brigade to help retrieve the cameras in Dongdian City. I will see where Fatty has been recently."
An Rushuang said:
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Zuo Shisan used his mobile phone to contact a car, and the two of them quickly walked out of Qingzhu Temple.
…
At this time, the fat man's cell phone was turned off, and he was having dinner with the beautiful woman Huang Feng'er in front of him. The two of them had their own purposes. During the meal, the fat man saw that Huang Feng'er was absent-minded, so he asked:
"Miss Huang, do you have anything else on your mind?"
After hearing the fat man's question, Huang Feng'er sighed and said helplessly:
"Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just my mother. My mother has been urging me for the past two years, urging me to find someone to marry as soon as possible. Now I am so annoyed by her urging me. She just gave me a message on the phone
Send a message and ask me to go back to my hometown tomorrow morning for a blind date."
The fat man became a little anxious after hearing this:
"Miss Huang, this important matter of marriage is not a child's play. You can't rush it. Moreover, you may not be able to meet the person you like on a blind date now, and you may even meet a weirdo. The last time I went to my hometown for a blind date, the woman asked me if I wanted to go on a blind date.
Five hundred thousand betrothal gifts..."
After hearing this, Huang Feng'er smiled and said:
"I'm not that bold. In fact, my mother and I have already discussed the bride price. The groom can give it as much as he likes. As long as the other party is nice and treats me well, other things don't matter. After all, I own the money.
You can make money too.”
After hearing this, the fat man gave Huang Feng'er a thumbs up:
"I admire you. I, Hu Yijun, admire you as an independent woman in the new era. Come and have another drink!"
After Huang Feng'er and the fat man clinked glasses, the fat man drank all the wine in his hand. Perhaps because of his drunkenness, the fat man looked at Huang Feng'er with blurred eyes and asked:
"Miss Huang, you... what do you think of me, Hu Yijun?"
