"Bao, babe, babe, babe, don't talk nonsense, don't let her come."

While talking, Sister Jin, who came back from buying vegetables, came to the people and said, "Don't believe it. Ping's mother is usually so fierce. She died in the corridor this time and may come out to make trouble after her death. If she really comes back, our Jiajia Building will be uneasy."

When people saw that it was Xuanwu Boy's mother, someone immediately asked: "Sister Jin, the reincarnation of Xuanwu Boy is in the middle of your family. I understand these things best. What do you think should you do?"

"The best way is to do a ritual. Clean up what should be cleaned, and send away what should be sent away. Jiajia Building will become clean and clean." Sister Jin said.

"Then, we have to tell the owner that she should do this." Someone said.

"Yes, let Jiajia talk to her and ask her to pay for a ritual. Don't let Jiajia Building really get dirty."

Sister Jin smiled secretly and left with the basket. After returning home, she put the basket down and came to her son Kim Jong-jung's room and found that her son was still sleeping.

"Ba~!"

Sister Jin slapped her son hard.

"I'm getting up, what time is it?" Sister Jin cursed.

Kim Jong-jung rubbed his eyes and sat up, scratched his face, "Why do you get up? It's okay anyway."

Sister Jin walked to the bedside and said happily: "Why is it okay? Didn't Ping's mother die yesterday? Today, people are all talking about this matter. I said that in order not to let Ping's mother come back, they should do a ritual to clean it."

I heard the taste right in the middle.

"That's it that there is a business again?" Kim Jong-jung opened his eyes and became energetic.

"If you go out for a walk now, you will say that the yin energy is very heavy and the situation is not good. Scar them. As long as people are afraid, they will not pay the money to do the rituals." Sister Jin said with a smile.

"My mother is smart." She gave a thumbs up in the middle.

Kim Jong-jung doesn't really catch ghosts, nor can he do rituals. His identity as a boy in Xuanwu was completely made up. The one who thought of this idea was actually Sister Jin.

Sister Jin used to do home cleaning for a mage. Of course, that so-called mage is also a scam. Sister Jin learned a lot of things and knew some tricks.

The most important thing is that this business is very profitable. Later, I became very old, and I had no knowledge and had no jobs, and I was lazy to do it. Sister Jin suddenly had a whim. It would be better to let her son do this business as well. Just cheat a few people casually, it would be enough to live, easy and freehand.

In this way, Kim Jong-jung was packaged as a Hyun-woo boy.

This Xuanwu boy is actually not a god or immortal at all, and is completely a fabrication of this mother.

Kim Jong-jung quickly got up and washed his face, changed into white Chinese clothes, looked like a master, and went out with a compass in his hand.

Walking downstairs, Kim Jong-jung took a few steps to take a look at the compass, looking at the serious investigation, which attracted many neighbors to see it soon.

"Highlights, have you discovered anything?" asked an old lady.

Kim Jong-jung waved his hand to stop the old lady from disturbing him and continued to investigate. Suddenly, he stepped on the seven-star stance under his feet and jumped up again. When the people around him saw him, they all looked at Kim Jong-jung's actions solemnly.

Kim Jong-jung jumped a few times, finally stopped, looked at the compass with a solemn look, and murmured: "Not good, not good, not good~!"

When the tenants of Jiajia Building heard this, they became even more nervous. A woman asked, "Boy Xuanwu, what did you see?"

Zhengzhong shook his head, "Hey, no matter how you say that you are a neighbor of Pingma, you are also a neighbor. There are some things you can't say, so I won't say."

As he said that, he was about to go back.

Half of the talk is more annoying than a dog out of context.

"Master Jin, don't leave. We are also neighbors. And there are so many people. Since you see something, let's talk to everyone." An old man said.

Kim Jong-jung thought about it and seemed to have made a decision, "Okay, the Yin people do not block the road of living people, I will tell you regardless of the loss of my cultivation. I just saw that the Yin energy in Jiajia Building is much heavier than before."

All the tenants around were nervous.

"What kind of yin energy is heavy?" someone asked.

He pointed to the building in the middle and said, "If someone dies, the yin energy will naturally become heavier. And because yesterday was yin for seven days, the yin energy will be heavier."

"What happens if the Yin Qi is heavy?" someone asked.

Kim Jong-jung smiled faintly and said, "In fact, it won't happen, it's just an impact on the people living here, such as being in poor health, losing money when doing business, and never winning the lottery for horses and horses.

It’s easy to fall when you go out, you hit your head, or you accidentally get hit by a car when you cross the road. In short, you won’t look for good things, and you can’t escape bad things.”

The tenants only felt a chill on their backs. This was not very good. This was the legendary bad luck. There were many bad things, and who could bear it?

Kim Jong-jung was not finished yet, and said seriously: "This is still light. If there are really evil ghosts, I'm afraid everyone in the building will suffer."

This scared many people's faces turned pale.

"Then, what should I do?" the old man shouted tremblingly.

"Of course it's a ritual. Ask an expert to do it to remove the yin and evil energy, and naturally there will be no such situation again." Jin Zhengzhong said.

Tenants started talking:

"It's dead, I should do a ritual."

"Let's go and find Jia Jia, talk to her and do a ritual, otherwise everyone will be unable to stay."

"Yes, go find Jiajia now."

A group of tenants went bustling to find Jia Jia. Kim Jong-jung followed behind, showing a smirk. When he came to the unit where Wang Zhenzhen lived on the top floor, people rang the doorbell. Zhenzhen opened the door and saw a group of neighbors. He was shocked.

"What's wrong? This is?" Zhenzhen asked.

"Is Jia Jia here or not? We have something to discuss with her." A woman said.

When Jiajia heard the sound, the tenants immediately spoke in a slight manner when they saw the owner.

"Jia Jia, Ping's mother died in the corridor, and the whole building became so yin that it was not good for everyone."

"Yes, we should do a ritual and clean the building. This is also for everyone's good, otherwise we will be unable to live in peace."

Jia Jia was a little confused by the quarrel for a moment.

"Don't worry, what's wrong?" Jia Jia asked.

At this time, people saw Kim Jong-jung standing behind, and someone immediately pushed Kim Jong-jung out, "Hyung-woo boy said that the yin energy of dead people in the building will be heavier, which will affect the fortune of the tenants in the entire building. It is necessary to do a ritual to eliminate disasters."

Jiajia thought of Master Jiang's words yesterday and Ping's death, and she believed the tenants' words.

Even if not, it is appropriate to do a ritual to soothe people's hearts.

"It's okay to do rituals, so I'll find a master to help Jiajia Building with rituals." Jiajia said.

Jia Jia’s original idea was to see if she could invite Jiang Hao to come and help Jia Jia Building do a ritual. Jiang Hao is now the most famous Feng Shui master in Hong Kong.

When Jin Zhengzhong heard this, his eyes turned, walked forward half a step, held the compass and said, "Actually, I saw this. I live in this building, which is a hundred miles apart. Everyone knows how powerful I am. Boss Jiajia can invite someone else, but please don't let him collide and offend the true spirit of Xuanwu boy."

Jia Jia was in a little embarrassed for a moment.

She doesn't understand the affairs of the supernatural world. Maybe the gods have territory. If you invite Master Jiang to come, will you collide with the Xuanwu Boy? This is not good for both parties.

Seeing Jia Jia in a daze, someone advised, "Jia Jia, there is a Xuanwu boy in our building, who can exorcise demons and demons. Just ask the Xuanwu boy to be the real body. It's so good to clean the Jia Jia Building, it's fast and convenient."

"Yes, Mr. Jin lives in our building. Will he still lie to us? He will definitely be very attentive."

Jia Jia blinked her eyes, and she thought to herself that Master Jiang usually looks at Feng Shui for those rich people. There is really no need to find him for this little thing. Now there is a Xuanwu boy here, so you can ask him.

"Okay, then I'll ask the boy Xuanwu to help with the rituals." Jia Jia said.

Kim Jong-jung smiled.

When the people around heard the poster agree, they retreated one after another. Kim Jong-jung looked at Jia Jia and said with a smile, "It requires preparing sacrifices and magical instruments to perform rituals. It is very troublesome. It takes about three days. The ritual will officially begin in three days."

"Yes, how much does that cost?" Jia Jia asked.
Chapter completed!