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Chapter 3 Xu Fugui's matter is tricky

I backed away in horror...

"Jiang Chen," Ma Siyu subconsciously pulled me: "What's wrong with you?"

"I..." I shook my head and came back to my senses. I looked at Ma Siyu and was about to explain. Suddenly, a human head slowly poked out from Ma Siyu's shoulder. She looked at me with charming eyes...

I was stunned, but Xu Fugui screamed in surprise. My heart almost jumped out of fear.

Ma Siyu trembled when she heard the sound and turned around in surprise, but she saw nothing. She asked in fear: "You guys, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me all the time."

"You, you didn't see it?" Xu Fugui pointed behind her in a trembling voice.

But she turned around again in horror, but still saw nothing.

"What's wrong," my heart was beating like thunder under my ribs. Xu Fugui and I washed our eyelids with talisman water. But we could still see. Ma Siyu didn't wash, so we couldn't see.

"Let's go, let's go!" I said quickly after regaining consciousness, pulled Ma Siyu and supported Xu Fugui and left quickly.

This matter is not that simple. I remembered my reaction when I looked at my hand just now. Xu Fugui’s own immortal (enshrined) and palm (ghost) were beating at the same time, which shows that this woman in ancient costume is not an ordinary ghost.

Xu Fugui pressed the button of the elevator anxiously, and with a ding...

The elevator door opened, and just as I was about to go in, Xu Fugui grabbed me: "Young Master."

I heard the sound and looked up, but there was nothing in front of me.

But suddenly, a figure hung upside down from the elevator. She smiled charmingly: "Sir, don't leave!"

I quickly turned around and said, "Take the stairs."

Ma Siyu was more scared than us: "You guys, what did you see? Is this ghost scary?"

Although Xu Fugui looked horrified, he had to admit: "This female ghost is not scary at all, but she is so elusive that I feel scared."

"Don't be afraid..." I lied to Xu Fugui: "She was just out to scare people in broad daylight."

"Yes," Xu Fugui muttered silently: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

"Don't go, don't go..." The charming shouts behind him echoed continuously in the stairwell, becoming cold and desolate, sending chills down one's spine.

"Don't look back!" I kept reminding me all the way: "Mortals have yang lanterns on their shoulders. Ghosts cannot invade the body if the yang lantern enters the body. It is easy to extinguish the lantern when you turn around on the road. Once the yang lantern is extinguished, life is hard to find."

Xu Fugui's feet were weak: "Master, if you didn't say this, I would feel better."

"Sir, don't go..." The voice followed us until we reached the gate of the community and then stopped.

The rear window of the car parked at the door suddenly rolled down, revealing a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face. He sternly scolded: "Xu Fugui, what trouble did you get into again?"

"Dad..." Xu Fugui cried and stepped forward.

Only then did I notice that this was a public car with an emblem. I had long heard that the Xu family had a special background. His father lived in the Zhengfu compound and had guards on duty. This kind of people are least afraid of evil spirits, so

Where you live, evil spirits dare not come near you.

"Master, get in the car..." Xu Fugui stuck his head out of the car window and greeted.

I approached and said, "I won't go. You can take this car and go back quickly. Find someone to bring some incense here tomorrow. In the meantime, don't go anywhere."

"Okay, young master..." Xu Fugui responded: "You must find a way to save me."

"Don't worry!" I comforted him. At the same time, the man with the Chinese character's face looked slightly sideways, as if he was sizing me up.

But he didn’t ask any more questions and just asked the driver: “Drive!”

The driver responded and the car sped along.

Ma Siyu and I left after seeing Xu Fugui and his car driving away.

In the car, Ma Siyu didn't say a word and was trembling while driving. She didn't see the female ghost, but the weird atmosphere and our startled reactions made her feel even more terrified.

I can't help but wonder, why can't Ma Siyu see the female charm?

Back at the coffee shop, Xu Fugui called...

He said that he had already told his father about this and asked me to find a way to help him no matter what. Although the Xu family could not offer me a sky-high price of tens of millions, they would definitely not lose money to me.

"Don't worry!" I comforted him. I didn't care about money at all, and the hair extension incident between Liu Shiyu and Chen Shuang. I didn't complain for hundreds of dollars, and I didn't care about the money when I intervened.

"Master," Xu Fugui choked with emotion: "It would be great if I were a woman, and I could still pledge myself to you."

"Get out!" I cursed angrily, but the next second I was stunned!

Woman? Isn't Ma Siyu just a woman? This woman is charming and confuses men. So Ma Siyu didn't see anything. I hung up the phone in my thoughts.

When I returned to the hall, I lit a scent of incense and recounted everything I had encountered today.

I exclaimed: "This female ghost has turned into a succubus, how can we be normal?"

Granny Bai reminded in a hoarse voice: "It's not just a female charm, it's already a fairy in the painting. Strictly speaking, it's no different from the fairy family in your hall. That's why Xu Fugui's hands reflected that there was something wrong with the enshrinement..."

The painting...the fairy in the painting? I was horrified, what is that?

Liu Xu speculated that the enchantress who died out of resentment ended up in the painting by some chance after her death. She avoided the thunder from the sky and the evil forces of the underworld. After hundreds or thousands of years, she could be called a fairy.

But unlike Chuma Xianjia, she does not accumulate merit. She practices by absorbing people's yang energy, and now she can stay outside the painting.

There was worry in Liu Xu's words: "Jiang Chen, this matter is very difficult."

Grandma Bai emphasized: "The tricky part is that it is no better than the Ghost Hand Sword. It is the result of resentment after death, and the fairy in the painting not only has resentment, her three souls are still alive, and she also has independent thinking."
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