Chapter 242 Taoist Master Qiao

After eating the noodles, Xiao Jing went back to the underworld.

Qi Ming was not in a hurry to leave. Since he was already here, he had to eat some fresh fruits before leaving. As for the money for the fruits, it would be paid for by his two little fans, Tang Yuanyuan and Yan Qing.

Yan Qing, who said yesterday that he didn't want to go out and be watched by others, took the initiative to go out today because he wanted to take his master to visit the orchard. His proactive attitude made Yang Fan feel uncomfortable.

Yan Qing's extremely high looks attracted the attention of passers-by. Many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and some people boldly followed Yan Qing to take pictures, but some people noticed that he was always talking to the air next to him.

Those people could only see Yan Qing but not Qi Ming.

Could this good-looking guy be a lunatic?
This speculation discouraged many people. They wanted to post the photos of Yan Qing they took on the Internet or complain to their friends that such a good-looking handsome guy was actually a mental patient.

But those people were surprised to find that all the photos they had just taken were blurry, without a single clear photo.

It's strange, it was fine when I took the photo just now.

Tang Yuanyuan originally wanted to follow the master, but he had to work in a group with Xiao Lin.

Compared with yesterday, there are just as many more tourists coming to the village today. With many netizens successfully checking in yesterday and Pan Zicheng’s live broadcast, more and more people are interested in Shangyuan Village and the masters of Shangyuan Village.

If the master is really that accurate, then they have to do some calculations.

The popularity of Uehara Village continues online.

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On the other hand, something happened to the Song family again. Song Jiabao, who was playing in a bar with his friends, quarreled with his friend over a girl. The two of them started fighting. In the chaos, he was hit by a lamp that suddenly fell from the ceiling and was sent to the hospital.

Song Zhengmin was still tossing and turning in his lover's bed when he received the call that his son was in trouble. In a hurry, the two of them were inseparable. In the end, they were both sent to the hospital naked together.

When Yao Lanli heard the news, she didn't care about her son who was still undergoing surgery, and ran to the emergency room to make a big fuss.

The Song family was originally a well-known wealthy family in the local area, and Song Zhengmin and Yao Lanli often marketed their image as a loving couple in front of the public.

Now Song Zhengmin was sent to the hospital for this reason because of his cheating. The video of Yao Lanli making a scene in the hospital was quickly posted online, attracting the attention of many netizens.

And it's not just his family, other members of the Song family also frequently have problems.

Either they were injured by accident or there were major mistakes at work, resulting in a lot of money lost.

Song Zhenglin heard about these events one after another, and he felt that this could not go on any longer. If they continued like this, they would all die.

Song Zhenglin went to find Song Deming again, but unexpectedly saw someone he had never seen before in his ward.

"Zhenglin, this is Master Qiao," Song Deming said with a gentle smile on his face, completely different from the gloomy person last night.

"Master Qiao, this is my nephew, Song Zhenglin."

The master looked like a minor, with a baby face, a playful expression, a head of pink frizzy hair, and clothes that looked like Taoist robes, with a canvas chest bag hanging on his chest.

Qiao Ci'an waved to him cheerfully, "Hello."

Song Zhenglin hesitated for a second and greeted the other party, "Master Qiao, hello."

"It was thanks to Taoist Master Qiao that I was here last night, otherwise I would have died."

Song Zhenglin was shocked and asked hurriedly what happened last night.

It turned out that not long after they left last night, Song Deming was in danger. He unconsciously walked to the rooftop and was about to jump off the building. Fortunately, Qiao Ci'an appeared in time and saved his life.

Qiao Ci'an said modestly, "Don't be so polite, just scan the code, fifty thousand yuan."

Song Deming was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Of course I should." "How did you get haunted by the evil spirit?" Qiao Ci'an asked pretending to know nothing.

Qiao Ci'an came to the hospital to visit a friend last night and happened to meet Song Deming and saved him.

You wouldn't know until you save him. Once you save him, you'll be shocked. This person's soul is darkened by sins and you can tell he has done a lot of bad things.

"That's a long story."

Song Deming sighed deeply, and slowly told Qiao Ci'an about what had happened at home recently. He half-truthfully told her that a girl died in his family every few years.

"We went to many hospitals for this disease, but the doctors said it was a genetic disease that couldn't be cured and was passed down to girls, not boys. We told my niece about it not long ago, and she couldn't bear the shock, so she ran out to play with her friends. But who knew... she never came back after that."

Song Deming choked up and couldn't continue speaking, his lips trembling, tears continuously falling, his expression full of sorrow and regret, he acted himself out like an elder who dotes on the younger generation.

"Maybe she blames us for not telling her about this earlier. It's all our fault."

This old bitch is almost dying, but he is still acting. Qiao Ci'an secretly rolled his eyes.

She saw it last night. It was a male ghost, not a female ghost at all.

It’s a pity that the ghost ran too fast and she couldn’t catch it.

Qiao Ci'an turned her head and glanced at Song Zhenglin beside her. Although his expression was a little strange, he did not interrupt Song Deming's words, nor did he refute. He just silently agreed.

This person is not a good person either.

The truth was definitely not what he said. Qiao Ci'an stared into Song Deming's eyes and said, "Mr. Song, I am a Taoist priest. Don't make up stories in front of me."

Song Deming's grief-stricken expression froze, his eyes dodged, not daring to look into her eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, "What I said is the truth, Taoist Master Qiao."

I won't give up until I reach the Yellow River. As long as we catch the ghost at night, we will know the truth. Then we will see how Lao Deng will act.

Qiao Ci'an stood up and stretched, "Let's do this for now, I'll catch the ghost tonight."

Song Deming opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but then he heard Qiao Ci'an speak again.

"Oh, I almost forgot to mention that I charge for catching ghosts according to the level of the ghost. The ghost that haunts your house is at least an evil ghost."

Qiao Ci'an took out the QR code from his pocket and said with a smile, "The ghost level fee is one million, the deposit is 10%, and there is also yuan for saving your life last night, a total of yuan, please pay it first.

Song Deming: “…Okay.”

Song Deming paid her 150,000 yuan. After receiving the money, Qiao Ci'an said, "See you tonight, Mr. Song," and left the ward humming a little tune.

After she left, Song Deming's expression changed instantly, becoming terribly gloomy.

Song Zhenglin was a little worried, "Is this Taoist Master Qiao reliable?"

This person seems even less reliable than Yang Fan.

Song Deming had a gloomy face. "It doesn't matter whether it's reliable or not, as long as it's somewhat useful."

"Bring Song Xinyue to me tonight."

Looking at his hideous and crazy face, Song Zhenglin still expressed his thoughts, "Uncle, let's quickly contact Taoist Yan Qing or I will go to Shangyuan Village now..."

"you shut up!"

Song Deming stared at Song Zhenglin with vicious eyes, as if he would pounce on him and tear him to pieces if he said another word.

Song Zhenglin swallowed and swallowed back the last words he wanted to say.