Lingxi snorted softly, turned to me and said: "I planned to leave after I rescued you in Taoshan Village, but Su Tongyuan couldn't worry about you and called to inquire. I told her that you were haunted by evil spirits and it was difficult to solve them.
I don’t want to get involved in this cause and effect.”
"It was Su Tongyuan who cried and begged me to save your life. For this reason, she did not hesitate to exchange a lightning-struck peach tree worth 10 million with me."
"The lightning-struck peach wood is very expensive, and I just happened to be short of such things to give to my master as a birthday gift, so I had to bite the bullet and agreed to her."
"The ten meritorious deeds must be completed within three years. Even if I am a Heavenly Spirit Master, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to do it."
"You have no choice, and I have no choice, because I don't want to lose one of my few friends, Su Tongyuan."
"Is it necessary for such a sister to be pretentious?" Lingxi asked and answered: "Including all the expenses for your stay in my house, Su Tongyuan paid for it."
I opened my mouth and wanted to speak. But for a moment I didn't know how to refute, so I could only shut up and say nothing.
Lingxi turned around, opened the car window and said, "I don't know how your mother is, but Su Tongyuan is definitely a good sister."
"Everyone has their own difficulties. If you are suffering, maybe Su Tongyuan is suffering more than you."
I didn't want to continue this topic, so I changed my direction and said, "Master, a friend of mine has encountered something strange recently. Can you help check it out?"
The friend I'm talking about is of course Meng Fan.
Although he now lives at his grandparents' house, the house has been bought and his parents have no intention of selling it anymore. He can't live without it for the rest of his life, right?
Lingxi was looking down at the messages on her phone. When she heard what I said, she raised a finger and said, "The price of master-disciple friendship is one million. I can help your friend check it out."
I rolled my eyes and said without paying attention: "The master-disciple price is 1,000 yuan, okay?"
Tieshan was amused by me and couldn't help but interjected: "Boy Ning, my lady helping people solve their problems is not like bargaining at the market. How can it be so outrageous?"
I sneered and said, "I am poor and have no choice."
Lingxi put away her cell phone and said seriously: "It doesn't cost any money. From now on, you will do the cleaning at home. You will clean the upstairs and downstairs three times a week."
"Deal." I said without hesitation: "Master, when do you think you can come with me?"
Lingxi said seriously: "Don't worry, you can first talk to me about what happened to his family."
I opened the mineral water and took a few sips, then slowly told me everything Meng Fan told me last night.
After hearing this, Lingxi thought for a moment and then asserted: "There is no need for me to take action in this matter. You can just go over."
"What?" I said with astonishment on my face, "But I don't know anything."
Lingxi said confidently: "I'll teach you, and you'll be able to do it naturally."
Ten minutes later, the car arrived at South Street. I was urged by Lingxi to get out of the car and stood on the street in confusion.
"Do as I teach you, and remember to make dinner when you get home at night." Lingxi warned.
"Master." I cried and wanted to speak.
"Believe in yourself, you can definitely do it." Lingxi waved, and the Mercedes-Benz disappeared into the traffic.
I recalled what Lingxi had just said in the car, and I felt helpless but also had doubts in my heart, could this really be done?
No one went to the site to check, but they gave me a solution. What if I can't figure it out?
After thinking about it, I thought I should apply for a mobile phone card as soon as possible. If I really messed up, I could still contact Lingxi for help in time.
I took my ID card and found a mobile phone store. Five minutes later, I got the phone card.
I asked the clerk to help me put it into my mobile phone, and called Meng Fan at the same time.
"Hello, I'm Suning, um, I'm at South Street."
"What? Are you still sleeping?"
"Fat Meng, do you believe that I will beat you to death?" I said angrily: "We agreed to meet on South Street at nine o'clock. Can you be more diligent and punctual?"
After hanging up the phone, I was furious, but had no choice but to stand stupidly at the door of the mobile business hall and wait for Meng Fan to arrive.
Half an hour later, Meng Fan appeared in front of me, panting.
This guy was wearing a black woolen coat, which highlighted his fat and bloated figure, which looked like a rubber ball. I couldn't help but laugh when I saw him.
"I'm sorry Ning Zi, I've been too sleepy recently." Meng Fan apologized: "I set three alarm clocks, but they didn't wake me up. You said this is the fault."
I wanted to insult Meng Fan a few more times, but when I thought about what Lingxi told me in the car that Meng Fan's current mental state was entirely caused by the "things" in his villa, I couldn't bear to blame him.
"Let's go, find a place to rest. You haven't had breakfast yet, right?" I said, patting Meng Fan on the shoulder.
"Why should we have breakfast? It's already noon." Meng Fan took out his cell phone, looked at it, and said gruffly: "Go directly to the hot pot restaurant."
South Street in Zhongzhou is also known as a food street, with all kinds of food shops.
The hot pot restaurant Meng Fan mentioned was recently opened and has a good reputation.
Before ten o'clock, the store was already overcrowded. Meng Fan and I waited in line for more than ten minutes before the waiter assigned us a seat.
"Beef or mutton? Or do you boil the vegetables yourself in the Yuanyang pot?" Meng Fan took off his heavy woolen coat and said with a smile: "Eating hot pot in winter is the most comfortable. It makes you sweat, repels the cold, and has high nutritional value."
I picked up the hot tea brought by the waiter and warmed my hands and said, "I'm not picky about food, I can eat anything."
Meng Fan looked at the menu and said calmly: "Beef, a man should eat a big piece of meat and drink in a big bowl."
"Hey, you're still drinking?" I winked and said, "Why are you drinking? Drinking makes you bold, so you confess to a girl?"
Meng Fan laughed slyly and said, "Why do you look down on your brothers? Don't think I'm fat, I can count the girls chasing me on one hand."
"Narcissistic." I raised my middle finger and said contemptuously: "Do you believe this?"
Meng Fan hummed and said, "Why don't you believe it? In my freshman year of high school, I came first in the 1,000-meter long-distance race. How many girls in the school attracted the attention of me?"
I cooperated: "Yes, yes, you were very high-spirited and famous at that time. It's a pity that in less than two years, the handsome young man at that time was so handsome that he fell into ruin and was nicknamed Meng Bajie."
"Stop it..." Meng Fan said with a dark expression on his face: "I am losing weight recently, and soon you will be able to see the heroic young man you once were."
"Well, the heroic young man eats beef hot pot to lose weight. The heroic young man sleeps twelve hours a day to lose weight. It's great." I struck mercilessly: "Fat man, let's talk about this. You really should strictly control your weight."
"Hey." Meng Fan scratched his head in distress and said aggrievedly, "Can I watch you eat it later? I'll just smell it."
"puff."
The hot tea I drank in my mouth spurted out in one gulp, which immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding guests.
Meng Fan handed me a napkin in an extremely dishonest manner and said, "By the way, what is the name of your master? I'll help you find out. Don't be a liar."
"There are too many people pretending to be evil these days, especially in this area. Nine out of ten witches are liars. They have no ability, but they are good at harming others."
