Following the sound, we came to the bedroom of Liu Shiyu's mother-in-law...

I slowly pushed the door open, and suddenly, a black shadow flashed past, and those green eyes stared into the darkness, sending chills down my spine.

"Get out!" A cold scolding made me look at him warily.

The old lady with sunken eyes was actually standing next to me.

Ma Siyu was so frightened that she wanted to scream, and I quickly covered her mouth. The old lady shouted angrily again, becoming fierce: "Get out."

I exited the room...

"Jiang Chen, you, have you seen it?" Ma Siyu trembled.

I nodded and said, "You can see it very clearly!"

Hearing the commotion outside, Liu Shiyu also opened the door and came out: "How's it going? Is it the cat in front..."

I nodded and pulled her to the living room: "Where was that cat buried?"

Liu Shiyu said: "My mother-in-law was superstitious and buried her under the tree according to the rules of my hometown."

I nodded: "Tomorrow, bring a handful of incense and a red envelope and come to the office to see me."

She nodded in response. When I was sending us out, I suddenly remembered and whispered to her, asking her to follow my instructions and tell her mother-in-law tomorrow.

After I finished explaining, I took Ma Siyu and left.

Downstairs, I walked around the building...

"Jiang Chen," Ma Siyu called me in a frightened voice: "Look at that window."

I looked in the direction of her finger, and sure enough, the old lady was lying at the window. A dark figure was crouching on her shoulder.

I couldn't see clearly what it was in the dark night, but those green eyes made people shudder.

"Let's go!" I pulled Ma Siyu away...

Ma Siyu was horrified: "Is it really a cat?"

Judging from those eyes, I was sure: "It's a ghost cat."

Ma Siyu was trembling: "Then how do you plan to keep things peaceful?"

"Don't be afraid!" I told her: "It's not difficult to live a normal life. If you didn't come tonight, I would have just asked the tiger to kill the evil. But, just now I suddenly figured it out."

"What have you figured out?" Ma Siyu looked at me sideways.

"Don't you feel it too? In this kind of family environment, that kind of embarrassment and uneasiness..." I guessed: "Three months ago, the old lady came to Beijing. It was fine in the front, she brought a cat with her.

.But after the cat died, she was alone. No matter how enthusiastic others were in that home, even if it was the in-laws of the children, they would feel uncomfortable living there. After the cat died, it should have just come to ask for things. But when I saw

The old lady looked sad, so it stayed and stayed with her every night. What would the old lady do if we got rid of this ghost cat?"

Moreover, now that I think about it carefully, I think: "What we heard just now may not be a cat meowing. Maybe, it is the old lady talking vaguely to the ghost cat."

"Don't scare me, who would talk to a ghost cat?" Ma Siyu frowned: "This old lady is the same. Why did she come to Beijing if she is not used to living there."

"Have you forgotten?" I recalled with her: "You reminded me that you came to stay with others for me. And she did it for her son."

I nodded, convinced of my guess. But Ma Siyu smiled: "Me too, for my son. Did you forget that you called me mother, tiger calf?"

My face turned cold as I mentioned this matter again!

"Don't be angry. I knew this was a difficult matter, so I was joking with you..." Ma Siyu put away her smile and felt: "This matter is really troublesome. After getting rid of the ghost cat, the old lady is very pitiful. If you just let it go, it's okay.

no."

"Don't worry!" I walked her into the car: "I have already figured out how to make peace this time."

She asked curiously, but I just said: "I'll take you to a funeral tomorrow. But this is the last time."

After she nodded in agreement, she let the taxi driver drive.

I walked slowly back to the office and offered evening incense in front of the hall. Sure enough, Grandma Bai's spiritual tablet showed gold paint.

I offer incense to express my gratitude to Granny Bai for reminding me about the Ghost Hand Knife.

"Fortunately, your understanding is very high." Granny Bai's cold voice came to my ears: "I am a literary immortal in the hall. I am good at resolving grievances, resolving curses, and suppressing demons and evil. I can't help you with anything else."

The five immortals in the hall, plus King Qingfengbei, each have their own areas of expertise. After I bowed and thanked them, I went back to my room to sleep.

It was late at night, so I slept very deeply.

I don't even know when the cafe opens.

When he woke up, Xu Fugui stood in front of the bed, rubbing his hands with a snicker on his face: "Master, you are going to make another windfall."

I stood up and asked him: "What kind of windfall do you want to make?"

Xu Fugui said with a smile: "My friend contacted me and said that someone wanted to buy this ghost hand knife. I have made an appointment with him to come over and discuss it in detail..."

Just as he was saying this, a lazy young man went up to the second floor, knocked on the door and entered.

It was him, I was shocked, the young boss of the antique street!

Xu Fugui gritted his teeth: "I remember his name, Chen Nannan."

The young man sat at the tea table in a familiar manner and brewed kung fu tea: "The ghost hand knife is valuable because of evil. Nowadays, it is not as valuable as it used to be to resolve grievances. At best, it is an antique that is hundreds of years old. I will pay 20 million. The price is very reasonable.”

Xu Fugui had no face: "I won't sell this knife!"

The young man smiled: "Not many people dare to accept this thing. Don't get stuck with money."

Xu Fugui said: "My young master is the best in Beijing. He is not short of money."

The young man shook his head and chuckled: "At best, he can be regarded as a wandering horse (watching flowers). He can treat the head but not the tail. He is not even a fairy."

Xu Fugui was angry: "What do you mean?"

"Isn't it?" The young man looked at me and said, "Solve the knife and cure the head. Afterwards, leave the feng shui problem of the Zhao family and leave the tail. The ghost-hand knife was suppressed for three days, and the scabbard separated. In these three days, the Zhao family gathered evil and became a massacre. Things are so unpredictable. Is this an excellent move?"

How did he know so clearly? I looked at Xu Fugui, and the guy's eyes were panicked. He was probably bragging at the nightclub, and he didn't hold the door.

I looked back at the young man and asked, "Xiangjia?"

The young man waved his hand: "It's neither a grass nor a horse. I just know a little bit about yin and yang. I can do calculations just by looking at the face."

I sat across from him and said, "Then do the math for me!" He looked up at me and said, "What do you want to calculate?"

"Consider it a marriage!" Xu Fugui directly interrupted, but the young man smiled and asserted: "The seven emotions cannot be controlled, and love cannot be controlled by oneself. Everyone is accompanied when he goes, and there is no one until he grows old."

My eyes were horrified. Although I didn’t understand, I couldn’t help but wonder about this. I turned back and stared at Xu Fugui.

He shook his head, implying that he hadn't said that. The young man sipped his tea and smiled: "Is it something else?"
Chapter completed!