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Chapter 60: The spirit shed is haunted, and the old Taoist priest appears to drive away the ghosts

The funeral was busy outside, and there were also people busy inside the house.

Chen Daobao called the brothers in and continued the meeting.

"Well, I lost 300 yuan today."

The pickpocket lowered his head and said.

"Pfft, haha."

The beggar laughed on the sidelines, not expecting anyone to be as unlucky as them.

"Damn, someone lost 300 yesterday, and you lost 300 again today. Did you two bump into the same person?"

"I'm just confused. One of you is a beggar and the other is a pickpocket. At most, you don't make any money. How can you still lose money?"

Chen Daobao has never seen anything like this in his many years of traveling around the world.

"Boss, didn't I choose a store in the middle of the night, and someone else spent 300 yuan to open the door?"

The pickpocket didn't hide anything and told the story.

"You're such a fucking talent. You stole something in the middle of the night, paid someone to unlock it, and you were so scared that you fainted?"

Chen Daobao threw a paper ball over, wondering what kind of weird people he had.

"I suspect that the person is from the funeral parlor. Fortunately, I ran fast. I plan to go take a look during the day."

The pickpocket also harbored resentment and wanted to find out whether Su Haozhe was a thief or a funeral parlor employee.

"Don't show your face. The police are very strict now. Those who made the call can go out. Others should stay quiet for a few days."

Chen Daobao is very careful in everything he does.

The person who made the scam call in the house has never been seen outside, so no one must know him.

Those who are always out and about stay indoors and do not go out. They are not allowed to look out through the windows and do not give the police a chance to follow them.

"Boss, this family holds funerals, which is very suitable for me to perform. How about I just act in the community?"

A man dressed like a Taoist priest applied for action.

This person specializes in intimidation, pretending to be a ghost to scare people, and then exorcise the ghosts for a fee.

"This family seems to be quite wealthy and the business is very lively. If you want to take action, go to another place to live first."

Chen Daobao nodded. It was very close here and there was little risk of exposure.

However, he was still very careful and allowed the two people to live in another house temporarily.

"clear."

The man nodded and prepared to take action at night.

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Chai Mingkun sang a few songs and then left. No one listened anyway.

In the afternoon, Su Haozhe followed Boss Zhou and held a memorial ceremony for the family members, and has been helping here.

More than seven o'clock in the evening.

It slowly became quiet here. Many relatives had eaten and left, and the rest were close relatives.

"I have to think about a theme tomorrow. If you like opera, let's choose an opera theme."

Su Haozhe walked forward while thinking.

bang~
Su Haozhe bumped into someone on his shoulder.

"You are blind."

The person opposite glared and yelled at Su Haozhe.

"I'm a bit blind, I can't see a lot of messy things."

Su Haozhe raised his head and saw a scar on the man's face, which made him look a bit tough.

"You fucking."

The man raised his right hand, then suddenly took it back, "It's okay, I was impulsive."

After speaking, the man walked away from Su Haozhe.

Neuropathy?
Su Haozhe saw that the man really wanted to take action, but he didn't know why he suddenly took it back.

"I was shocked. The man just now suddenly wanted to take action."

Brother Yang was far away just now and couldn't take a photo, but now he hurried over.

"It's okay. If we really want to take action, he will be the one lying down."

Su Haozhe was not afraid of others taking action.

tonight.

Su Haozhe is responsible for keeping an eye on this place. He will be buried tomorrow.

"System, draw a prize first."

After Su Haozhe calmed down, he used the rest of the lottery draw first.

[Congratulations to the host, you have acquired the ability to imitate sounds and can imitate any sounds you hear]

"What's the use of this? You want me to be a voice actor?"

Su Haozhe thought about it and found that it didn't seem to be of use for the time being.

After ten o'clock in the evening.

dong dong dong~
There was a knock on the door, and the hearts of the people in the funeral shed were gripped.

There isn't even a door here, why is there a knock on the door?

"What the hell?"

Su Haozhe's hearing was amazing, and he could tell that the sound was coming from the tomb.

dong dong dong~
The voice sounded again.

"Whose cell phone rings?"

asked a man in the shed.

"No, it's all on mute. Grandma would be playing on her phone at night."

Everyone took out their mobile phones and confirmed that they were all on silent mode.Dong Dong Dong~
These knocks on the door were like knocking on everyone's heart.

It was so scary.

Su Haozhe squinted his eyes and looked around, but couldn't see anything unusual, but the knock on the door was so clear.

"Where did the evildoer escape?"

An old Taoist priest rushed over with a mahogany sword, startling everyone again.

"Taoist Priest, what are you chasing?"

The man in the shed asked proactively.

"I feel an evil aura, as if it's here. Have you noticed anything unusual?"

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and looked around.

"Yes, yes, there was a knock on the door just now. There is no door here."

"I heard it too, right around here."

"Taoist Master, please check it quickly."

The people in the shed kept saying that they seemed to have seen a savior.

"Ah~ there is a figure."

A girl pointed at the tarp and screamed.

"Sure enough, there is something dirty."

The old Taoist priest made a gesture, and the shadow quickly disappeared.

As a person with perfect scores in politics, Su Haozhe did not believe that there were ghosts in the world.

"Someone is causing trouble."

Su Haozhe looked at where the shadow appeared and walked forward.

"Where are you going? It's too scary here."

Brother Yang quickly followed, he didn't dare to stay alone.

The audience in the live broadcast room was also furious.

: "Wori, I seem to have seen a shadow too, still in mid-air."

: "Damn it, I can't watch it anymore, how can I sleep at night?"

: "Why is it like watching a legendary story? Reveal the secret quickly, otherwise I will be scared to death."

: "..."

It's almost 11 o'clock now, and netizens are too scared to sleep.

Su Haozhe walked a few steps against the corner and saw a person standing on a small two-story house.

Every once in a while, the man stood up and stretched his arms, but he couldn't see clearly what he was holding.

"Let's go back to sleep. Everything should be fine."

Brother Yang doesn't want to stay here at all.

"Don't worry, let's watch the show."

Su Haozhe has figured out this routine.

This side of the memorial shed.

"I found out that your cemetery conflicted with others and caused dissatisfaction with others."

The old Taoist priest did some calculations and finally found the reason.

"what should we do then?"

The steward asked quickly.

"I need to go to the cemetery in the middle of the night to worship and comfort him."

The old Taoist priest came up with a plan.

"Ah? Then who dares to go? We don't know how to offer sacrifices."

The manager was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. Going to the cemetery in the middle of the night was not asking for death.

"I can help you, but monks travel far and wide, and I don't have the funds to buy sacrificial items."

The old Taoist priest said a few words, and then shook his head in embarrassment.

"Master, I will pay you, please help us. Monks all do good deeds."

When the manager heard this, everyone got what they needed.

"Forget it, I have nothing to do, so I will help you take a trip today, but I need 1 yuan to buy it."

The old Taoist opened his mouth and asked for 1 yuan.

"There are so many, can I find someone to transfer them to you?"

The manager heard that there were so many, but if the children were averaged, it would be fine.

"Pindao doesn't have a mobile phone either, so it's better to have cash."

The old Taoist priest smiled and shook his head.

"Then I only have five hundred, which I still haven't used up for shopping."

The manager took out 500 yuan from his pocket and said, "Wait a moment, I'll ask someone to get it."

"Okay, I'll just do the exercises here and wait a moment."

The corners of the old Taoist priest's mouth rose slightly, knowing that this matter was closely related.

"Then thank you Master."

The steward bowed down and thanked him again and again.

"You're welcome. I'll send this ghost away first."

The old Taoist priest made a posture, ready to show off his skills first.

(End of this chapter)