After listening to Taoist Zhenfeng's words, Lin Xiaofeng finally understood that this bastard was greedy for money again and was looking for trouble.
What happened this time is not complicated. A wealthy businessman bought a large ancient house.
The richer you are, the more you like to pursue antique things.
After a wealthy businessman moved into an ancient house, he discovered something strange in the house.
There were often cries of women in the old house, and even when he was in a daze, he could still see women in white clothes wandering around the house.
The wealthy businessman hurriedly found Taoist Zhenfeng and asked him if there was any way to subdue this evil spirit.
When Zhenfeng Taoist heard this, he naturally asked for five hundred thousand.
And the wealthy businessman reluctantly agreed.
After listening to Zhenfeng's words, Fatty Huang couldn't help but touch his chin: "Brother Zhenfeng, you are really dark. You want to charge five hundred thousand for an evil ghost?"
Ordinary evil spirits, even the current Fatty Huang, can deal with them.
Thinking about the huge profits in this industry, Fatty Huang couldn't help but feel excited.
"Hey, isn't this all for the benefit of the children in impoverished mountainous areas?" Brother Zhenfeng asked Lin Xiaofeng and the others, "How is it? Are you interested?"
"We want one hundred thousand." Lin Xiaofeng said directly.
When Brother Zhenfeng heard this, one hundred thousand? Isn't this just like killing him?
"Hey, Xiaofeng, look at you, what's the relationship between the two of you? How can you just shout out the price with your eyes closed?" Brother Zhenfeng said, "Thirty thousand per person?"
Fatty Huang said: "Why is it just a random bidding? Why do you guys work so hard every time to catch ghosts and subjugate demons, and finally let you take the big prize, and you still don't want to?"
When Taoist Zhenfeng heard this, he began to murmur in his heart. What Fatty Huang said was right.
The two of them did not ask for 50 or 50 points, which was considered the utmost kindness.
But Taoist Zhenfeng is greedy for money by nature. Thinking that a hundred thousand dollars would be taken away, he wished he could get a piece of his own flesh, so it would be better than taking away one hundred thousand dollars.
"Okay." Taoist Zhenfeng let out a long breath after a period of ideological struggle.
Lin Xiaofeng and Fatty Huang looked at each other and laughed.
If these 100,000 yuan can be obtained smoothly, it will basically be enough for the two of them to spend the past few years in college.
"You guys pack your things and dress professionally. I'll pick you up tonight."
After Master Zhenfeng finished speaking, he turned around and left.
In the evening, Lin Xiaofeng and Fatty Huang put on yellow Taoist robes, each took their 'guy' with them, and came to the school gate.
Soon, Taoist Zhenfeng's car stopped in front of the two of them. After they got in, Taoist Zhenfeng hit the accelerator and the car sped away.
"The name of that wealthy businessman is Ming Baorong. He is seventy years old and very rich. He is definitely a fat fish, and he seems to be greedy for life. Hey, if you scare him later, you might be able to swindle some more money out of him.
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When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he was speechless. This Zhenfeng Taoist had no professional ethics.
We've already agreed on 500,000 yuan, but now we're still wondering if we can squeeze out some more money.
The three of them took a car and arrived at the eastern suburbs of Chengdu.
On a hillside, you can see a large house with three entrances and three exits from a distance.
A cement path was built just to the entrance of the big house.
The car stopped at the entrance of this big house.
Taoist Zhenfeng walked to the door and knocked on the door. Soon, the door creaked open.
An old man who looked to be in his seventies came out.
"Hello, are you Master Zhenfeng?" Ming Baorong held Taoist Zhenfeng's hand with a smile on his face and said, "Please come in, please come in."
Taoist Zhenfeng and Ming Baorong walked side by side in front, chatting as they walked.
Lin Xiaofeng followed behind and also took a look at this large mansion.
There is nothing wrong with Feng Shui, but this room does have some vague Yin energy.
Ming Baorong invited the three people to the lobby.
Taoist Zhenfeng asked with a smile: "Boss Ming, you live alone in such a big house? Don't you feel lonely?"
"My children don't want to talk to me, an old man, so they simply moved here to live alone," Ming Baorong said with a chuckle.
With that said, Ming Baorong also made a pot of tea for the three of them.
"These two are Master Zhenfeng's disciples, right?" Ming Baorong looked at Lin Xiaofeng and nodded slightly.
Lin Xiaofeng grinned and said: "Boss Ming is too polite, I don't dare to call you a master. Let's talk about business first. When you bought this house, did you not ask anyone to do a Feng Shui inspection?"
Ming Baorong looked outside the house and nodded: "Of course I asked Mr. Feng Shui to take a look. He said that the Feng Shui of this house is in good condition."
"Is it possible that the Feng Shui master lied to me?" Ming Baorong asked with a smile.
"I'm not lying to you. The Feng Shui of this house is indeed good, but it does contain Yin Qi. An ordinary Feng Shui master cannot see these Yin Qi, which is normal." Lin Xiaofeng frowned slightly.
"Since Boss Ming bought the house here, he should know the history of the house, right?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
The yin energy in this house was obviously not brought in by Ming Baorong, but existed in the house itself.
It's just that Ming Baorong was unlucky enough to buy such a shabby house.
There was also a slight hesitation on Ming Baorong's face, and he said: "This house used to be a bandit's villa, but it was later attacked by other bandits."
"I heard that the bandit and his group of concubines were tied up and burned alive in this hall." Ming Baorong pointed to a spot on the ground in the hall.
When Fatty Huang heard this, he felt a little scared in his heart.
After all, being burned alive is a bit disturbing just thinking about it.
Lin Xiaofeng asked with a smile: "Why did Boss Ming buy such a house since he knew something had happened?"
Lin Xiaofeng was also a little surprised. Ming Baorong obviously couldn't be a fool.
How could you buy a house like this that had an accident for no reason? There must be a reason.
Ming Baorong shrugged helplessly and said: "The bandit who was burned to death here was my father. I was lucky at the time and was taken back to my parents' home to visit relatives by my mother, so I escaped the disaster."
Taoist Zhenfeng smiled and said, "Boss Ming is really a nostalgic person."
A smile appeared on Ming Baorong's face and he asked: "You three, I wonder if you can find the evil ghost in this house?"
"If it's true that my father turned into an evil ghost, I'd better meet him." Ming Baorong said with a smile.
"This is a small matter, it's just the price." Taoist Zhenfeng said with a smile.
"It's easy to talk about the price. Once it's done, I can naturally increase the price for you." Ming Baorong nodded slightly.
Hearing this, Taoist Zhenfeng's heart blossomed with joy, and he hurriedly winked at Lin Xiaofeng and Fatty Huang: "Why don't you go out and look for them quickly?"
"yes."
Who told them that they were disciples pretending to be Taoist Zhenfeng, so they had no choice but to agree.
Lin Xiaofeng walked out of the hall, frowned, and said to Fatty Huang beside him: "Call Xiang Zhu and ask her to come over immediately. This Ming Baorong is not a good person."