At around ten o'clock in the morning, Zhao Yang and Mo Chengxian took a passenger plane to P City.◎◎
"Xiao Yang, let's go out. I told Lao Luo that he has someone coming to pick him up at the airport. Let's just go to his side later."
Mo Chengxian turned his head and said to Zhao Yang next to him. The Lao Luo he mentioned was his good friend.
"Well, okay!" Zhao Yang smiled and nodded, and then followed Mo Chengxian out of the airport.
The two of them just walked to the airport exit and watched for a while. After a while, a middle-aged man in a suit who was nearly forty came over. He stretched out his hand to Mo Chengxian with a smile on his face and said: "Mr. Mo,
Hello. Mr. Luo asked me to come and pick you up."
At this time, Mo Chengxian also saw the middle-aged man, and couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face. He stretched out his hand to shake the man's hand and said, "Old Liang, it's you. I thought that someone would be called by Old Luo to take advantage of this opportunity."
Hello."
Obviously Mo Chengxian and this middle-aged man also knew each other. In fact, this Lao Liang was the opportunistic and personal bodyguard of Mo Chengxian's friend.
"Come on, Lao Liang, let me introduce you. This is my nephew Zhao Yang. You can just call him Xiao Yang." Mo Chengxian pulled Zhao Yang and introduced with a smile.
"hehe Hello!"
Hearing this, Lao Liang also looked at Zhao Yang and stretched out his hand.
"Hello!"
Zhao Yang smiled and shook it.
After a while of greetings, Mo Chengxian and Zhao Yang followed Lao Liang into the car he drove, and Lao Liang drove them out of the airport.
"By the way, is Lao Liang Yixuan doing well now?"
Sitting in the car, Mo Chengxian suddenly asked Lao Liang, who was driving in front of him. The 'Yixuan' he mentioned was the daughter of his good friend.
Lao Liang, who was driving the car, couldn't help but glanced at Mo Chengxian in the rearview mirror when he heard the words, and said with a slightly serious face: "Miss's condition is not very good, especially in the past few days, she has been particularly cold. Except for a few days at noon every day,
Except for not getting sick for a few hours, she would shiver all over from the cold intermittently at other times. Especially in the early hours of the night, the lady's body was almost freezing, even if the heater was on in the room.
Covering yourself with several layers of quilts is of no use..."
After a pause, Lao Liang continued: "But yesterday, Mr. Luo was introduced by an acquaintance and found a Taoist priest who claimed to be a real person. After seeing the situation of the young lady, the Taoist priest said that the young lady was possessed by evil spirits.
The body is affected, so the body will feel particularly cold at night when the yin energy becomes stronger. Only at noon every day when the yang energy is strong can the resentment ghost be suppressed."
"Just now, Mr. Luo called me to pick you up. That real person was asking Mr. Luo to prepare various materials for him, saying that he wanted to exorcise the lady from ghosts and evil spirits. He also said that he only needed to remove the evil spirit that possessed the lady.
Once the resentful ghosts and evil spirits in the body are driven away, the young lady's illness will naturally recover..."
After hearing Lao Liang explain the general situation, Mo Chengxian couldn't help but cast his eyes on Zhao Yang beside him with a hint of inquiry.
Seeing this, Zhao Yang nodded slightly and said: "According to what Uncle Liang just said about the situation of the young lady, it is indeed possible that it is due to ghostly factors. However... I still have to see the details in person.
Only that lady can be sure."
Seeing Zhao Yang say this, Mo Chengxian nodded slightly. At this time, Lao Liang, who was driving in front, heard Zhao Yang's words and glanced at Zhao Yang through the rearview mirror in surprise.
"Mr. Mo, this nephew of yours..." Lao Liang couldn't help but asked curiously.
At this time, Mo Chengxian smiled slightly and said: "My nephew has some background in family studies. He also has certain attainments and research in this area. In addition, my nephew also has some insights into various weird and difficult diseases.
, so this time when he was free, I heard Lao Luo talk about Yixuan's condition a few days ago. I called him over and wanted him to show Yixuan whether he could cure Yixuan's disease.
."
Hearing what Mo Chengxian said, Lao Liang couldn't help but nodded in understanding. He didn't say anything more and just continued to drive his car.
About half an hour passed. Lao Liang drove the car into a rather luxurious high-end villa area. After a while, he stopped in front of a four-story villa.
"Mr. Mo, Mr. Zhao, you two can go in on your own. Mr. Luo is at home. I will park the car in the garage first." Lao Liang said to Mo Chengxian and Zhao Yang.
"Well, good!" Mo Chengxian nodded. He had been here not just once or twice, but he was very familiar with it.
At that moment, Mo Chengxian said to Zhao Yang: "Xiao Yang, let's go in."
"Well, okay!" Zhao Yang nodded and followed Mo Chengxian into the villa.
Walking into the door of the villa, in front of the house is a large and spacious green lawn, which is very evenly maintained. There is also a small private swimming pool on one side, surrounded by vigorous green pines and cypresses, rockery towers, and small pools.
The fountain emits water. The environment is excellent, and the surrounding air is also very good, very fresh and pleasant.
The door of the villa was open, and there were faint noisy sounds coming from inside. There was a faint smell of candles and incense floating in the air, which somewhat destroyed the elegance and tranquility around the villa.
environment.
"Uncle Mo, what does this good friend of yours do? I just heard that old Liang call him 'Mr. Luo'. If you can afford to live in a villa of this kind, you must be very rich, right?" Zhao Yang
After taking a look at the stylishly decorated and luxurious villa, I couldn't help but smile and ask.
Mo Chengxian turned back and glanced at Zhao Yang, and said with a smile: "Have you heard of the 'Roche Group'? That is my friend's company, which focuses on real estate, electronic products, cosmetics, daily necessities, restaurants and hotels, etc.
It is also involved in all aspects. Although it is not listed on the market, the group's assets should be around 30 to 40 billion yuan."
Zhao Yang nodded understandingly after hearing this, "So that's it. He is really a rich and noble man."
"Come on, Uncle Mo, let's go in first and see what kind of tricks are being done there. There is a smell of candlelight and incense in the air. Looking at the situation, it seems like something is being done.
."
Mo Chengxian nodded when he heard this and said, "Okay! Let's go in then."
Now the two of them stepped into the open door of the villa.
Walking into the villa, Zhao Yang saw that all the furniture in the spacious hall had been moved to the corners.
In the middle of the hall, there is a Dharma altar with candles and incense burners placed on it. There are also many messy sacrifices and the like.
There was incense burning in the incense burner at the moment, with wisps of green smoke floating around, filling the huge living room with smoke. The altar was also covered with various cinnabar yellow paper talismans and seals, which looked different.
It seemed to have a somewhat sinister feeling, completely destroying the grandeur of the hall.
In front of the altar, there was a wooden bed, and a girl who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old was curled up and lying on her side. Although it was already July, the weather was already very hot. .But the girl was still covered with a thick quilt at this moment.
However, despite this, the girl was still trembling for a while, her pale face obviously had a hint of cyan, and her purple lips could not help but tremble slightly. Her slender bare hands tightly squeezed the top edge of the quilt. From the exposed Judging from some of her fingers, it was also white and blue, and she squeezed it very hard with her fingers.
What is most surprising, even unbelievable, is that there is a thin layer of white frost condensing on the tip of the girl's eyebrows.
It was a July day, and frost could actually condense on her body. This shows just how cold the girl's body is!
The coldness in her body made the girl's green and pale face look a bit painful. However, she seemed to have been accustomed to such cold torture. Although her face was painful, she was relatively calm.
However, the girl's eyes, as dark as ink and as bright as stars, were fixedly looking at the Taoist priest who was dancing and dancing between her and the altar. He kept mumbling something. There was a faint hint of panic in the depths.
The Taoist priest was wearing a bright yellow Yin Yang Bagua Taoist robe, his hair was tied up in a high bun, and his beard and hair were all white. He was holding a peach wood sword and walking on Yu steps. He looked like an immortal Taoist.
The mahogany sword in his hand stabbed or swiped at the girl lying on the wooden bed from time to time. The high-pitched whistle of the mahogany sword passed by frightened the girl. Looking at the old Taoist priest's movements, every time the old Taoist priest made a move, When the sword stabbed at her quickly, she couldn't help but subconsciously close her eyes, as if she was afraid that she would really be stabbed by the old man.
And the old Taoist does seem to have a somewhat noble demeanor, with a solemn expression, solemn and precious features, and an upright look. Every time he stabs the girl on the bed, he sweeps away with his sword. , the mahogany sword seemed to have a bright red color, like something's blood.
As soon as he touched his finger on the mahogany sword, the bright red blood disappeared, not even a trace of it was stained on his finger.
In addition to the old Taoist, next to the girl's wooden bed, there was a young Taoist in his twenties who was constantly burning paper money in a paper incinerator, and kept talking. He chanted a strange and difficult syllable, which seemed to be some kind of spell.
Next to the altar and the wooden bed, a couple in their forties were holding hands with each other and staring closely at the girl on the wooden bed. Both of their faces were full of worry and nervousness. It looked like this This couple should be the parents of the girl on the wooden bed.
The middle-aged woman seemed to be mumbling something. She was probably begging the ancestors and gods to bless her daughter.
In addition to the couple, there were many people surrounding them, most of whom seemed to be relatives and friends. In addition to looking at the girl on the wooden bed with more or less worry, everyone also looked at the girl who was sitting on the wooden bed. The old Taoist priest, who was doing rituals to drive away ghosts and kill ghosts, was very curious.
The eyes looking at him were full of surprise and inexplicable respect. Didn't you see that every time the old master stabbed 'Yixuan', there would be blood on the peach wood sword? That must be the possession of 'Yixuan' The blood that flowed out after the resentment ghost on Xuan's body was stabbed.
Otherwise, how could the blood disappear as soon as the real person wiped it with his finger, without even a trace on his hand?
Moreover, haven't you seen that the stack of talisman papers placed next to the altar flew into his hand with a flick of the real man's finger, and also spontaneously ignited in mid-air without fire?
This real person must be an expert with real magic power!
