Super Great Fortune Teller

Chapter 10 - Is there really a ghost?

Catch ghosts?

The corner of Wang Qian's mouth twitched, and he almost laughed out loud. He flaunts... No, he had been in the martial arts world for a few years now, and it was reasonable to say that he was not the best in the world. He was definitely at the Grandmaster level.

When it came to ghosts, he was the first to not believe it. If there really was a ghost in this world, then it was also a ghost in a human's heart. It was probably Wind and Water Department or some difficult disease, and they mistook it for a ghost.

Wang Qian did not point it out and only said confidently: "No problem, lead the way."

"Hello, Brother Chen!"

Chen Haobei brought Wang Qian and walked towards the villa. Along the way, they met many people, some dressed in suits, some dressed casually but they did not look like good people.

From the looks of it, Chen Haobei's status was not low, everyone was respectful to him. But Wang Qian finally saw the real customer after entering the villa.

There was a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in the hall. Although he was a middle-aged man, his hair was already gray. He had a cigar in his hand.

This was definitely a man who had experienced many trials and hardships, as well as life and death.

"Coconut, we've brought the person." Chen Haobei stood in front of the middle-aged man and bowed respectfully.

In these days, even if they were in a subordinate relationship, meeting someone would never be as grand as this. Wang Qian looked around and noticed that there were still six or seven people in the living room, all of them big and fat men. Some of them were smoking and some were yawning, they were definitely not bodyguards, if not they would not be so casual.

The middle-aged man nodded, and Chen Haobei stood behind him.

"Master, what should I call you?" He asked Wang Qian with an indifferent expression.

Wang Qian laughed, and without needing to be called, he sat on the sofa across from him, and said: My surname is Wang, I wonder what your surname is?

"So it's Master Wang. Please excuse me. My name is Zhao Caisheng and people outside call me Cripple Zhao. If Master Wang gives me face, you can also call me Coconut. " Zhao Caisheng spoke politely, but his expression was extremely stern, the invisible pressure causing people to be unable to breathe.

Of course, Wang Qian wouldn't have this kind of awareness, he only questioned: "I see that Coconut has very good legs, how can you have such a nickname?"

At this moment, the other burly men started to laugh as if they were playing a joke on him. "Hahahaha!" "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!

It was obvious that the person Chen Haobei had called over was not a normal person. It was clear that he did not recognize the Coconut. And in Star City, who wouldn't know of Zhao Caisheng, who had some status and monopolized Star City's gray industry? Even those people in the had to respect the Coconut to some extent.

This was the first time in the past few years that someone had dared to call him by his nickname in front of the Coconut.

"Heh." Zhao Caisheng laughed and shook his head, he was not angry at all, and asked: "Hao Bei said on the phone that you are very capable, I want to experience Master Wang your ability."

"That's because Mr. Chen thinks so highly of me, but it's not as exaggerated as he says." In front of the main boss, Wang Qian couldn't call him boss anymore. Moreover, he wasn't as confident as before. After all, he still wasn't clear about the situation, so he had to give himself a way out.

However, he didn't expect Zhao Caisheng to stand up and say: "Master Wang, you don't have to be so modest. If you really have some skills, five hundred thousand gold won't be much. But if there wasn't … You can't blame Master Wang. "

The latter part was said with a hint of coldness, which made people feel like he wouldn't just let it go like that.

"Coconut, what is the specific situation?" Wang Qian asked as he followed Zhao Caisheng and Chen Haobei up the stairs.

Zhao Caisheng did not reply, his steps heavy. Chen Haobei explained: "Half a month ago, sister-in-law had a nightmare, and then she fell into a trap. She always says that she saw a ghost in the villa. At first, Coconut only thought that her sister-in-law was making things difficult, but later she realized that things weren't so simple … A few days ago, my sister-in-law suddenly woke up in the middle of the night.

Wang Qian questioned: "Could it be hysteria?"

Chen Haobei said in an embarrassed voice: "The problem is that Coconut saw it too."

He saw it too? Wang Qian looked at the wide view of his back, and did not think that the middle-aged man who was not smiling would suddenly see a ghost.

When the three of them reached the second floor, the Coconut knocked on the bedroom door. After a few seconds, there was no response, so the Coconut finally opened the door.

Stepping into the room, Wang Qian felt a chill down his spine.

There was no air conditioner in the room, so it was in the middle of the night outside. Logically speaking, it should be rather hot and stuffy. However, Wang Qian only felt that every hair on his body stood up as he shivered from head to toe.

Fuck, could it be true?

Zhao Caisheng and Chen Haobei had obviously felt the cold intent as well. There was also a figure lying on the bed, covered up tightly with a blanket. She should be Zhao Caisheng's wife.

Zhao Caisheng turned on the light and asked expressionlessly: "Master Wang, what do you think?"

"Such dense Yin Qi." Wang Qian muttered, he had already realised that the cold intent was due to the Yin Qi.

Yin Qi was different from Yin Sha, it was an acceptable type of energy. For example, women all had strong Yin Qi, and once the Yin Sha entered the body, even if they didn't die, they would be seriously ill.

But the yin aura in the room was too dense, Wang Qian had never felt such a dense yin aura in his life. But very quickly, he became excited, because to eliminate the yang fire in his body, the Yin Qi was the best tonic!

"Master Wang?" Zhao Caisheng seemed to be a little impatient.

Noticing that Chen Haobei was already breaking out in cold sweat, Wang Qian immediately said seriously: "I already roughly understand, Coconut, can I trouble you to carry Sister-in-law out, and leave me alone in this room for a while? I can't be sure, I can just convince that one to... "Ghost."

Zhao Jin Cai stared at him for a few seconds, and in the end, still agreed. Then, he let Chen Haobei carry the woman who was inside the blanket away and went downstairs.

He actually had his own little brother carry his wife and wasn't afraid of a grassland growing on his head.

Wang Qian silently cursed for a while, then closed the door and started to rummage through.

Theoretically speaking, Yin Qi was not like Yin Sha, it needed a carrier. Humans were carriers, and so were objects. However, it was impossible for a person with such dense Yin Qi to withstand it, so it could only be an object.

Wang Qian searched through the wardrobe for a while but he was so thick-skinned that he opened it up to look for something. He couldn't find anything strange at all. And this Miasma was like water without any source, it was impossible to tell where it came from, all he knew was that it was probably coming from within this room.

Opening a drawer, he saw that it was filled to the brim with cash, causing Wang Qian to be stunned for a few seconds.

"I'll only take a few. They shouldn't be found out, right?"

Wang Qian could not resist the urge to close the drawer after seeing the sinful claw. Suddenly, a cold wind blew past, causing him to subconsciously close the drawer. But when he turned around, he saw that the windows were closed. How could there be wind in this sealed off room?

Suddenly, Wang Qian's gaze fell on the swaying curtains, and through the thin curtains, one could see a shadow vaguely reflected on the glass.

The silhouette seemed to be swaying left and right, as if it was trying to escape from the glass with the help of the cold wind.

Wang Qian was stunned.

The heck … There was really a ghost!?