The driver obviously didn't understand it, and he grabbed Wang Lang with his head scratching his head, "I have heard of this sentence, but tell me what kind of slutty you are."

Wang Lang paused and looked at the driver's dress. "First of all, you are the coolest of your clothes, such as yours, suitable for yellow rubber shoes, cropped pants, and goatee beard. You must be elegant from the inside out. If you don't know how to pretend to understand, you must be realistic. Talk less and laugh more. Don't panic in various situations. Drive if you disagree. You can talk bad jokes. If you say half of the remaining half, you can laugh."

The driver was stunned when he heard this. Wang Lang patted the driver on the shoulder, "That's all, you can learn it enough for you to use. There is another thing you should remember, don't be greedy for too much wine, sex, wealth, and it will be a disaster for people to swallow all their elephants."

After saying that, he got off the car and left as if he was a master.

Chu Lele, Xia Shuyao, Qi Guxue and the other three were waiting for Wang Lang.

Three people died in the villa, and all three girls were very scared.

When I went back, Aunt Zhao did not stay inside, but was outside the door, holding a pendant of Tathagata in her hand and muttering about Amitabha Buddha's goodness, goodness, and so on.

Aunt Zhao was relieved when she saw Wang Lang and the others coming back.

The blood in the room was still there, so Aunt Zhao went up to clean up. Because the killer was taken away just after his dead body, there was no smell of corpses in the room, but the smell of blood was very strong.

Wang Lang got some dry soil from outside the door and scattered it on the ground. After the soil sucked the blood, he put the soil into a garbage bag and threw it away. He wiped the floor again and sprayed some perfume, and it didn't smell any more.

He was familiar with all this, and the four people sitting on the sofa were stunned.

After finishing everything, Aunt Zhao couldn't help asking, "Xiao Wang, are you really just a bodyguard?"

Wang Lang grinned, "I used to take on some private work and earn some extra money."

The smile was pure, but it made the few people on the sofa shudder, as if they were watching the god of death laugh at them.

Xia Shuyao looked on the ground, "Aunt Zhao, can you find two Taoist monks to come and do a method for our family to get rid of bad luck?"

Aunt Zhao nodded quickly, "I'll ask now."

Wang Lang squirted, "What kind of monks are invited to do? Monks are all lying. Besides, a few foreigners died, and the blond and blue-eyed ghosts are not ours. Besides, this is our territory. Do you think that foreign ghosts are afraid of?"

A few people seemed to make some sense to listen, but after Xia Shuyao shivered, his head was like a rattle, "No, I'm afraid, I don't care, even if it's psychological, I just want to find a monk who is a master of Tao to get rid of bad luck."

Wang Lang put down his mop and sat on the sofa, "This way, give me the money, I will give you the method. The effect is no worse than the lie-in-laws. How about it?"

Xia Shuyao looked at Wang Lang, "You? Can you? Do you know?"

Wang Lang sighed, "You are here to do it. You don't have to put down your skills. You have more skills and a job. After reading a few days of scriptures, such a foreign ghost, the bald monk you called will not be able to communicate with foreign languages, nor can you do it. I am proficient in various foreign languages. I can communicate with these foreign ghosts, save them, let them go as far as they can, can I do it?"

"You?" Xia Shuyao did not believe in Wang Lang at all.

Wang Lang coughed, beat the rhythm on his legs, and sang, "southdrinkdistressedquivernight

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Xia Shuyao suddenly interrupted Wang Lang, "Wait, isn't this the English version of "The Great Compassion Mantra"?"

Wang Lang grinned, "Yes, I'll ask you, can you ask those bald guys to come? Is it? Not only do I know the English version of the Great Compassion Mantra, Korean version, Japanese version, Thai version, German version, French version, Spanish version, as long as it is a ghost on the earth, I can save him." Wang Lang said seriously nonsense.

Xia Shuyao looked at Wang Lang, "Xiao Wang, in you, I finally felt what it means to do everything without a bottom line for money."

Wang Lang said seriously, "I'm telling you seriously, who is joking with you two?"

Xia Shuyao shook her head and insisted that Wang Lang would not be used, "I would rather believe the lie monk than believe you."

Wang Lang continued to mop the floor with distress, "Damn it, this is the economic winter, and it's really hard to make money."

Several people were hungry, and Aunt Zhao didn't dare to cook alone, so she took three older girls with her. Wang Lang stayed alone in the living room to continue cleaning.

After finishing everything, Wang Lang lay on the sofa, took out his cell phone, and found that it was a WeChat message sent by Li Changqing.

It probably means that the aunt named Liu Hui had only broken a few ribs and had a mild concussion, but it did not affect the police's determination of the case. But who knew that tonight, the aunt fainted. After the doctor's unremitting efforts to rescue him, the man was finally rescued. But the man was already disabled.

Finding out the reason made everyone's eyebrows twist. A tangent agent was found in Liu Hui's body. People were alive, but their consciousness was not clear at all. They were no different from the living dead. They were lying there motionlessly. They were breathing, but they couldn't wake up.

The police were transferred to the surveillance monitor, but they did not find anyone in, which made the entire case a little confusing.

This case was nothing to be done when I put it to an ordinary school. In order to maintain the name of its own school, the school will try every means to sanction all kinds of disharmonious voices.

However, many students in Linshui Foreign Languages ​​College have good conditions at home. This time, a student with a heart disease got sick after listening to the school ghost story told by his classmate. He was still lying in the hospital now, which made the matter fermented suddenly. The police immediately intervened in the investigation.

Sometimes this is the case in this world. If you have no power or power, you can only endure things. If you have money and power, you will have trouble, and you will have various ways to settle things.

Wang Lang knew that this must have been made by Cao Nanhu, but there was no evidence that it was made by Cao Nanhu, and there was nothing to do without any reason. Wang Lang threw away the hourglass sent by Cao Nanhu before. Now he regretted it very much.

Wang Lang slept well all night, but Xia Shuyao and the other two were crowded together to make Aunt Zhao sleep poorly.

In the morning, Wang Lang drove Xia Shuyao and the other three to school. The three of them slept soundly in the car.

After class, Wang Lang and Chu Lele went to the duty room to check in. After arriving at the place, they found five or six monks sitting in the duty room, and Li Changqing was pouring tea for a group of monks.

After entering the door, Wang Lang and Chu Lele were stunned.

"What's going on, Lao Li." Wang Lang asked,

Li Changqing handed the tea to several monks and smiled at Wang Lang, "The school leader nodded in agreement, and some eminent monks invited by the parents of students."
Chapter completed!