Miss Bobo and I came to an antique store. The owner of the store was a short and fat man.
"Oh! Beautiful Miss Bobo, I finally look forward to having you here today." The owner of the antique shop greeted Miss Bobo warmly as soon as he entered the door.
The guy glanced at me with a strange look, probably thinking that I was the pretty boy kept by Miss Bobo.
"Miss Bobo, this is your new boyfriend!"
The fat boss asked Miss Bobo in a low voice with a smile.
Miss Bobo rolled her eyes at him, "Do you need to take care of my affairs?"
"No need, no need. Ha! Miss Bobo, I just care about you." The fat boss said with a flattering smile on his face.
"Okay, where are the things? Take me to see the goods!" Miss Bobo said, puffing up her chest.
"Yes! I will take you to see the goods right now." The fat boss made a very respectful gesture of invitation to Miss Bobo, and then led us towards the back room of the house.
We entered the suite. There was a small attic in the suite. Fatty took us up to the attic.
"Did you see, this is the chair I was talking about. Every night it makes a strange "creak" sound, and sometimes there is a coughing sound. This huanghuali wood chair cost me a lot of money.
After selling it, I want to keep it for a while and wait until I find a suitable buyer before selling it out. But now there are always strange noises like this at night, which makes me feel uneasy. I'm afraid!"
"Are you afraid that there is a ghost on this chair?" Miss Bobo asked the fat boss without hesitation.
The fat boss looked around and whispered to Miss Bobo: "Yes, this is what I'm afraid of. Miss Bobo, you know how to raise ghosts and hide souls, so I specially asked you to come here for me."
Ghostly."
"Why don't you invite a Taoist priest?" Miss Bobo raised her face and said to the fat boss: "Invite a Taoist priest to do this kind of thing, and it will be done in a minute."
The fat boss's eyes fell on Miss Bobo's chest, and he said to Miss Bobo with a wicked smile: "Don't I value our friendship? Besides, there are too few Taoist priests nowadays who are really good at it.
It’s hard to invite! I thought, Miss Bobo is in the business of raising ghosts and selling ghosts. There must be an old ghost attached to this chair. If Miss Bobo is willing to take action, it will be good for you and me."
Miss Bobo said nothing, just stared at the chair in front of her seriously. After a while, she took out a small glass bottle from her bag, unscrewed the cap of the glass bottle, and poured some drops onto the chair.
A drop of bright red liquid.
Miss Bobo looked at the chair for a while, then took out a tissue from her bag and wiped away the liquid.
"It seems that it is not interested in blood." After saying that, Miss Bobo took out another bottle from her bag and sprinkled a little powdery substance on the chair.
Soon a strange scene appeared. The powder on the chair disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. I watched helplessly as the powder seeped into the wood.
Miss Bobo turned her face and said to the fat boss with a gloomy face: "There is indeed a ghost here, and it is a very ferocious old ghost. Sorry, I can't subdue such a ghost, let alone raise such a ghost.
Ghost, you’d better hire another high-ranking person!”
After saying that, Miss Bobo turned around and left.
"No! Miss Bobo, let's have a good talk!" The fat boss reached out and grabbed Miss Bobo's hand, "I will definitely give you a satisfactory price."
"How much?" Miss Bobo stopped.
"One hundred thousand! What do you think?" the fat boss said to Miss Bobo.
Miss Bobo's eyes fell on my face, and she asked me with a smile: "Qiao Yang, what do you think? There is a century-old ghost attached to this chair. Do you have the confidence to invite him away? If you have the confidence,
If so, we will take over this job together. We will split the money 50-50, what do you think?"
It was split 50-50, which meant that I could get 50,000 yuan. Where could I find such a good thing? I decisively agreed.
"Sure! We can give it a try first." I said to Miss Bobo. While speaking, I had already taken out the mahogany dagger that my master had given me.
"Pay some activity funds first! Boss Guo, we won't be able to help you get rid of this ghost until tonight, but there are some materials that we need to prepare now, and they all cost cash." Miss Bobo raised her hand.
He said to the fat boss.
"Sure, I'll go get the money right away, you two just wait here!"
The fat man agreed to Miss Bobo and went upstairs to get the money immediately.
"The business has been negotiated." Miss Bobo breathed a long sigh of relief, a hint of joy flashed across her face, she blinked at me with a mischievous smile, and asked: "How was it? The business was negotiated today.
It’s quite successful!”
"Well! The price is okay, but I don't know if this business will be good or not. After all, there is a century-old ghost living in this chair! By the way, Miss Bobo, what did you put on the chair just now?
What on earth is powder? Why did this old ghost suck up the powder on it all at once?"
I asked with some confusion.
Miss Bobo smiled, walked to the chair, sat down on the chair, crossed her legs with a relaxed expression, and deliberately lifted her skirt to reveal her slender legs.
She looked at me and said, "What kind of ghost is this? You will understand when you see it."
As soon as she finished speaking, I saw that the skirt on Miss Bobo's thighs moved unconsciously, and then the hem of the skirt frequently lifted up a corner. It looked like a pair of hands fell on it and was touching her.
Similar.
Miss Bobo immediately pressed her hands on the hem of her skirt.
The skirt stopped moving, but soon I saw a pendant necklace on Miss Bobo's chest, and unconsciously lifted it up slightly, and then the collar on her chest seemed to be stretched open by something.
"stop!"
Miss Bobo slapped her chest with her hand, her collar returned to its previous appearance, and the necklace around her neck fell off.
"I understand. There is a pervert living in this chair, right?" I replied to Miss Bobo.
Miss Bobo shook her head, then took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag, then smoked one, held it in her mouth, lit it with a lighter, and started smoking.
She waved her hand towards me with a leisurely expression and said, "I'm not a pervert, keep reading."
As she spoke, Miss Bobo took out a puff of thick cigarette from her mouth.
Soon a strange scene happened. As soon as the cigarette was spit out from her mouth, it immediately formed a columnar shape and flowed quickly to her left side, as if someone was sucking away the smoke she exhaled.
"Did you see that this old ghost is also interested in the smoke I exhale?" Miss Bobo winked at me.
After saying that, he deliberately left the cigarette in his mouth, held it between his index and middle fingers, and placed it flat in front of himself.
"Qiao Yang, please pay attention to my hands."
Miss Bobo winked at me and said.
I looked at Miss Bobo's hand and saw that the sparks on the cigarette flickered. Then, the sparks from the butt of the cigarette quickly burned towards the holder. It looked like someone was taking a big puff on it.
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"Now you understand!" Miss Bobo stood up, dropped the cigarette in her hand on the ground, and stamped out the cigarette.
"I still don't quite understand, what the hell is this! He's lustful and greedy for cigarettes." I asked.
Miss Bobo laughed and explained to me: "This kind of ghost is very rare for ordinary people, but it is very common for people who frequent KTVs, bars and casinos.
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"The powder I put on the chair just now was coffee, and the ghost quickly sucked it away. Then I intentionally exposed my thigh, and the ghost started to touch me. Next, I smoked, and the ghost immediately followed me and grabbed the cigarette.
Damn. I know this old man’s temper very well.
He likes all addictive things, including coffee, cigarettes and women. Therefore, his name is Addict."
"Addict?" I couldn't help but widen my eyes, "This is the first time I've heard of this ghost."
"It's the first time I heard about it. It's not surprising at all. It's hard for ordinary people to see this kind of ghost, and the number is very small. They usually die happily in romantic places, leaving a trace of resentment, and are reluctant to reincarnate, so they become
Got addicted."
Miss Bobo straightened her chest and said to me proudly: "Fat Boss Guo's money is not so easy to earn. There is a reason why he invited us instead of a Taoist priest. Do you think
Is it true that we can’t invite anyone? Definitely not, that’s because…”
Speaking of this, Miss Bobo suddenly stopped her mouth, and a smile immediately appeared on her face, "Boss Guo, you are back so soon. You are such a refreshing person! You are never ambiguous about money matters.
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"Of course, as long as you do things well, I will never treat you badly."
The fat boss nodded, took out five wads of banknotes from the bag and handed it to Miss Bobo, "Here! This is the activity fund for you. After the event is completed, I will pay the balance immediately. However, I have a request.
, that is, you must see that old ghost in person, I have a few words to say to him, and at the same time, you must protect my safety."
"Understood! Okay, let's make preparations first. Come back to the store in the evening. I'm afraid it will take until midnight for the ghost in this chair to appear."
Miss Bobo said to the fat boss.
The fat boss nodded and agreed to us. After he once again emphasized the importance of the matter, he felt relieved and let Miss Bobo and I do the preparations.
Next, Miss Bobo took me to several nearby antique shops.
"This is an antique street. It can be said to be a paradise for collectors." Miss Bobo introduced it to me.
I looked around carefully. Apart from this antique store, the other one was a calligraphy and painting store, and the rest were teahouses, restaurants, etc., which were very deserted.
"This can be considered an antique street. There are only a few stores here! I'm afraid there are only two that are really engaged in the antique business!" I asked with some confusion.
Miss Bobo shook her head and said: "What you see is only the superficial phenomenon. Come over at night, after twelve o'clock, and you will know. This place is called a ghost market, and it is truly prosperous at night. By then,
I have to go here to hunt for something. If I can find this treasure, it will be much easier to deal with the addict in Boss Guo's shop."
"What?" I asked.
"Let's talk about it in the evening! Now let's find a place to relax." Miss Bobo stretched her waist and looked very tired and said, "My whole body is so sore! Come on, let's find a place to wash our feet."
Go and enjoy and chat.”
I followed Miss Bobo into the car and came to a leisure club.
As soon as she entered the club, Miss Bobo's face darkened. She put her hand on the pendant on her chest, winked at me and said, "Qiao Yang, please stay in front of me!"
"Why?" I asked somewhat puzzled.
Miss Bobo whispered to me: "I have a little ghost on me. This place is guarded by the God of Wealth. The evil spirit is too strong. You are a righteous person and can dilute this evil spirit. As long as you go in, you will be fine."
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"Okay!" I nodded in agreement to Miss Bobo and stood in front of her.
I took Miss Bobo towards the club, but my heart was full of questions.
I'm thinking, since the Wu Caishen in this place is so evil, he will hit the little ghost that Miss Bobo is carrying, but why does she still go in? Is it really to wash her feet? This reason is obviously too ridiculous