Strongest Worker

Zeng Shiqi quickly straightened up and solemnly cleared his throat: "yes."

Qian Liming grinned: "ha ha, let's go in."

Even reluctantly, Luo Jun pushed open the door of the old house and invited a party into the yard.

Qian Liming talked and laughed with Zeng Shiqi and Luo Jun, but secretly gave the bodyguard a wink.

The fierce son knew for a moment and gave a slight meal at his feet. When Li Qing and Su Xiaomei came up from behind, they came close and whispered, "Mr. Li, we were in that position last night."

Li Qing looked in the direction he pointed out and saw that the position Meng Zi said was on the road outside the main gate, close to the back half of the courtyard wall.

The old house was in disrepair for a long time, and a gap collapsed in the courtyard wall of that place, revealing the desolation of weeds in the yard.

It seems that last night, Qian Liming stood outside the gap and looked up at the three-story villa in the yard.

Li Qing frowned again and looked up at the leftmost window on the third floor. He felt ordinary and didn't find any clues.

Luo Jun suddenly stopped at the door, turned his head and looked at Li Qing suspiciously: "Master Li, please."

"Oh, good." Li Qing quickly took back her eyes, smiled and nodded, and walked into the yard in Luo Jun's politeness.

Luo Jun said, "the house has been uninhabited for some years. It's dirty and old. Please forgive me. When we finish reading the house, we'll all go to my house and give a banquet to entertain you. Hehe, especially master Li, it's a pity if you miss your high status."

Li Qing smiled and waved his hand: "Mr. Luo is too polite."

Qian Liming raised his finger to the last window on the left of the third floor and said to Zeng Shiqi, "Taoist Zeng, that's the window. Do you have any problems?"

Zeng Shiqi stood there motionless and held his breath for a while. Suddenly, he frowned and stretched out his hand: "get me my things."

"Come on." Qian Liming waved quickly. The bodyguard behind him held Zeng Shiqi's small cloth bag and offered it with both hands.

"Thank you," Zeng Shiqi said solemnly, then stretched out his hand to tear open the cloth bag, pulled out the peach wood sword and put it on his back. He put his hand in it and took out a pair of shiny brass compasses.

Li Qing stood not far away, lowered his voice and shouted, "you have the ability."

"Yo." Su Xiaomei pulled his sleeve and couldn't help looking surprised, "do you believe that this little Taoist has magic now?"

"What." Li Qing rolled her eyes, gathered around her, and sniffed the faint fragrance on Su Xiaomei. "I mean, his action is like clouds and flowing water. At first glance, he is an old slick in the Jianghu. He must have cheated more than once."

Su Xiaomei opened her mouth, then said unconvinced, "don't make a judgment so early. It hasn't started yet."

With the compass in his hand, Zeng Shiqi walked in several directions in the front yard, and then stood stunned in the center. After a while, he shook his head gently and sighed deeply: "sin."

Qian Liming gently picked on the tip of his eyebrow: "ouch, Taoist Zeng, what do you mean? Can't this ghost be eliminated?"

"No, No." Zeng Shiqi shook his head for a while. "It's easy to get rid of it, but it's only easy to catch it. Boss Qian, I have a list here. Please arrange your men to help me prepare it."

With that, he took out a piece of yellow straw paper from his arms and handed it to Qian Liming.

"Oh, let me have a look." Qian Liming took a glance in his hand and saw that it was nothing more than some incense tables and candlesticks, so he directly handed it to the bodyguard, "isn't it Wenqu temple not far from here? Go and get ready quickly."

"Yes." the fierce son answered, took two men and turned around and left quickly.

Qian Liming asked, "Taoist priest Zeng, you just said you could catch the ghosts. Why do you sigh?"

When Zeng Shiqi heard his question, he sighed again and turned to stare at Luo Jun: "Mr. Luo, you must know the origin of this wronged soul?"

Everyone's eyes looked at Luo Jun. the latter was stunned at first and immediately looked angry: "don't talk about it, you little Taoist. My Luo family's old house is clean. Where are there any wrongs!"

"Hum." Zeng Shiqi snorted, took back the compass, pulled out the peach wood sword from his back, sat cross legged on the ground and wiped it carefully with a soft cloth.

He said, "I was still surprised. Since I was a passer-by ghost, why did I stay in this desolate house for no reason? I didn't know until just now. If I didn't complain and saw the poor man coming, I wouldn't insist on not going."

Luo Jun pointed at him angrily: "what nonsense are you talking about! What wrong soul? Where did I get the wrong soul from the Luo family!"

"Ask yourself." Zeng Shiqi suddenly stopped his action, raised his head and looked at Luo Jun with sharp eyes, "have you really never died in your house?"

"This..." Luo Jun's body suddenly stiffened, and he couldn't help taking two steps back.

"Ah?" Qian Liming glared, "Luo Jun, make it clear, what's the matter? I said why you want to sell at a low price. It turns out that the house is not clean and has been killed!"

Luo Jun quickly waved his hand: "no, no, no, boss Qian, you misunderstood. The Taoist priest said it well. My old house has lived for more than 100 years and has lived for several generations. It must be unreasonable to say that no one died in this house."

Qian Liming asked angrily, "what's the matter with Taoist priest Zeng who just said that there are grievances in your house? If Haosheng dies, how can there be grievances?"

"Alas, it was many years ago." Luo Jun sighed. "I used to have an uncle. When he was still alive, he was violent, idle and often beat his wife. Over time, my uncle couldn't bear his abuse and beating. In addition, she was seriously ill and died of depression. That should be what Taoist Zeng said."

Zeng Shiqi tilted his mouth, lowered his head and wiped the peach wood sword without answering.

"So it is." Qian Liming tilted his mouth and looked puzzled. "How many years ago did she think of making waves recently?"

Luo Jun was slightly stunned: "this... I don't know. I'd better ask the Taoist priest to answer it."

Zeng Shiqi stood up from the ground, shook his green cloth Taoist robe, and sighed with an old age: "Alas, future generations are unfilial and attempt to sell their ancestors' property. Naturally, she doesn't want to."

Su Xiaomei raised her jade hand and gently pinched Li Qing: "this Taoist priest has great ability. Even the owner admitted it. What else do you have to say now?"

Li Qing gently pulled at the corners of his mouth, lowered his voice and said, "how can a family like this one that has been established for a century be clean? It's not a skill at all. You can cheat a few unjust cases if you go to any big family near Hong Kong."

Su Xiaomei was so unconvinced that she "hissed" and said, "you are a dry duck. Are you jealous of others?"

Li Qing stared, raised his hand and pointed to himself: "I'm jealous of him? Are you kidding?"

"People have skills."

"What's that called? It's just cheating."

When the two were arguing, a woman's faint laughter suddenly came out of the door. Immediately, a woman with bright clothes and an embroidered scarf around her neck took someone into the yard: "boss Qian is coming. I'm a woman, and I don't dare to welcome you. I hope you'll forgive me."

Qian Liming glanced at the woman and said with a smile, "Oh, Mrs. Luo, it's too polite."

The woman came to Luo Jun and stood still. She smiled and asked him, "how's it going?"

"Alas." Luo Jun sighed, "the Taoist priest said that there are wronged souls in our house."

"Oh?" the woman frowned slightly. "Isn't this nonsense? Our Luo's house is clean. When..."

Qian Liming shouted, "even your husband admitted that your uncle died desolately."

The woman blinked and looked even more surprised: "what? Aunt?"

"Hey, all right, let's not mention it." Luo Jun quickly raised his hand and pulled the woman, and then said, "Xiaoya, let me introduce you to a distinguished guest."

When the voice fell, Luo Jun took her to Li Qing: "Xiaoya, this one... Should you know?"

The woman stared at Li Qing and looked at him quietly for a few seconds. Suddenly, her cheeks looked surprised: "this one should not be the leader of the Li family?"

"Ha ha, yes, our Luo family is really a distinguished guest today." Luo Jun said with a smile, "Mr. Li, let me introduce you. This is my wife, Wang Ya."

Wang Ya is about forty years old. She is quite beautiful and well maintained. She doesn't look old at all.

She smiled and stretched out her hand to Li Qing: "I didn't expect to see the legendary leader of the Li family in such a place. Nice to meet you."

Li Qing stared at her with a strange look and tilted his head, but he didn't reach out.

Su Xiaomei Qi machine, raised her jade hand and pinched Li Qing's waist fiercely: "Why are you stunned!"

"Ah." Li Qing woke up like a dream, quickly raised her hand and gently shook it with Wang Ya.

As soon as the two sides touched, he said with a smile: "to tell you the truth, Mrs. Luo's face is somewhat similar to my big cousin. She almost recognized the wrong person just now."

"Really? I didn't expect such a coincidence." Luo Jun laughed, and the unhappiness just caused by Li Qing's absence suddenly disappeared.

"I feel a little honored, too." Wang Yajiao smiled. "I've ordered my servant to prepare wine and vegetables at home. When things are over here, I'll invite you to have a chat at home and ask Mr. Li to give me a reward."

Li Qing nodded: "Oh, sure, sure."

It can be seen that Luo Jun attaches great importance to his wife Wang Ya, and even looks at her with a trace of doting: "how did you come here? The old house has not been lived for a long time, and it is cold and cold. What can I do if I get sick all my life?"

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