After getting on the bus, Su Keke sent a message to Qin Mochen: Uncle, Song Yuan and I have already gotten on the bus and will arrive in about forty minutes.
The other party responded quickly, but what he sent was a voice message.
Su Keke secretly glanced at Song Yuan who was sitting next to her. She originally wanted to ask him if he had headphones on, but seeing that he was distracted, she didn't ask. He turned down the volume directly, clicked on the voice button, and put it next to his ear.
listen.
Qin Mochen: I have been on the road for a while and should have arrived before you.
Su Keke immediately sent another message: Uncle is already on the way? Song Yuan said that today is Friday, his parents will come back early, but his uncle doesn't know anyone from the Song family, so if he arrives first, he will wait in the car.
How am I?xdw8
The other party quickly sent another voice message.
Su Keke glanced at Song Yuan again, and this time Song Yuan was actually looking at her too.
So she chuckled and said, "My apprentice. Let's send a message."
Song Yuan nodded and turned to look out the window very wisely.
Su Keke clicked on voice.
Qin Mochen: Of course it has to be early. There is no reason to make students wait for the teacher.
Su Keke suddenly chuckled twice, causing Song Yuan to look at her.
"I'm talking about Su Keke, Master Su, can you sympathize with me? I'm still in extreme fright, but you're smiling so happily?" Song Yuan looked like he wanted to cry or not.
Even now, he still feels horrified when he thinks about the statue of a god he doesn't know what it is.
The smile on Su Keke's face suddenly dropped, and he stretched out his hands to rub his face, making a serious face, "Classmate Song Yuan, don't worry, since I dare to take this order, I am not only 100% sure, but 70% to 80% sure.
some."
Judging from Song Yuan's previous description, the thing possessing the statue is probably a Yin-type spirit that eats offerings and absorbs the power of human faith.
Unlike the formless god, the formless god originally occupied the status of a god because he later lost the power of faith and his divine power became lower and lower, eventually degenerating into a spirit. And this kind of spirit that possesses a god statue does not have a god's status.
However, he learned the tricks of the gods and wanted to increase his magic power by absorbing the power of faith.
They do not have statues of gods, so they can only possess statues of gods that have not been illuminated to steal the power of faith.
But because this statue does not belong to you, the power of faith you get will definitely be greatly reduced, and it will not be much powerful.
Song Yuan received Su Keke's repeated assurances, and his worries gradually returned to reality.
"Su Keke, after this matter is resolved, I will never do such messy things again." Song Yuan looked depressed and regretful.
Su Keke thought of something and coughed, "Speaking of which, I also have some involvement in this matter."
If she had explained the Feng Shui metaphysics to Song Yuan properly after she cured him last time, she would not have caused him to "go astray."
Otherwise, will she give Song Yuan another discount on the remuneration this time?
Song Yuan was very clear about this kind of thing, and immediately said: "It's my own stupidity, it's none of your business. If you hadn't helped me get rid of the bad smell in my body, I would still be a sick man now, Su Keke
, I really appreciate you."
Su Keke felt that now was a good time, so he told Song Yuan about the scientifically based Feng Shui metaphysics.
After listening to this, Song Yuan immediately felt that it was not so mysterious. It turned out that many things were well-founded. Su Keke could actually use physics, probability and even biology and psychology to explain various Feng Shui supernatural issues.
As the two chatted, the car arrived at Song's house.
Su Keke saw a familiar car parked outside.
As expected, her uncle arrived before her.
The other party obviously saw her too.
The car door opened and Qin Mochen got out of the car.
The man who got off the car was not wearing a suit or leather shoes, but had changed into casual clothes, with a backpack slung over his shoulder.
The man just stood there without saying anything, and no one could connect him with the famous Fourth Master Qin in the imperial capital. They probably just thought he was a young man from a wealthy family who was traveling, or a newcomer who had just entered the entertainment industry, because
This person's image is really dazzling.
The man locked the car and walked towards Su Keke carrying his bag.
"Uncle, how long have you been here?" Su Keke asked, actually feeling that he looked like a fellow traveler now.
The man smiled lightly and said, "Just got here."
Seeing the little girl's eyes falling on his backpack, he explained, "It's what we use for work."
Su Keke burst out laughing.
A trade for work?
It was strange to hear these words coming from my uncle's mouth.
"But uncle, I have all these things in my backpack." Su Keke said.
"That's yours, not mine." Qin Mochen paused, "Your backpack is too small, and I also brought things that are inconvenient for you to carry, such as the incense burner and the Seven-Star Sword."
When Su Keke heard this, he thought that his uncle had already learned the essence of this art, which is, don't use things that are not necessary, just put them out in front of customers. The more similar they are, the better.
"Uncle is very attentive and has prepared everything for me."
After the two briefly murmured a few words, "Master and Disciple" were respectfully invited in by Song Yuan.
Because Song Yuan had greeted him on the phone in advance, Song's father and Song's mother thought he had brought friends to play at home. But at this time, the two of them saw that their son had a somewhat respectful attitude and couldn't help but wonder.
These two are really my son's... friends?
"Mom and Dad, these are the two friends I'm talking about."
Su Keke immediately called someone. Qin Mochen paused and then called uncle and aunt in a calm voice.
Su Keke glanced at him, feeling secretly happy in her heart.
Father Song hummed and couldn't help but look at Qin Mochen twice. He felt that this young man looked familiar.
Is this my son’s classmate? It doesn’t really look like him, he feels several years older. Maybe he is... a senior.
"Mom and Dad, my friend is more afraid of strangers. I'll take them into the house to play for a while." Song Yuan said hurriedly.
Song's mother smiled and scolded: "How can you bring her to the bedroom as soon as you come? Come and sit in the living room. I'll have someone prepare some fruits. You can chat while you eat."
"Mom, we need to talk about some private matters that are not suitable for outsiders to listen to."
"Hey, your parents are still outsiders?"
"He can go in and play whenever he wants. It's better than not having any friends before." Song's father said.
"Okay, go ahead. Dinner will be ready soon. I'll knock on the door and call you," Mother Song said.
Adolescent children have many secrets, she understands. Since her son got better, she was overjoyed and indulged him even more.
Song Yuan immediately locked the bedroom door after entering.
Su Keke smelled the strong smell of incense as soon as she entered the room, and was quite surprised, "Song Yuan, did you put the statue...in the bedroom?"
Song Yuan nodded and glanced at a corner of the bedroom, indicating with his eyes that the statue of the god was there.
Su Keke leaned forward and took a look. The statue was placed on a small table. The small table was located in the corner of the bedroom and was much shorter than the bedside table. The statue's head was just exposed, facing the big bed.