Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

Huang Biao's loss of yang qi is not a single star.

This person has already stepped into the gate of hell, and there is nothing he can do.

When Huang Biao heard this, his face changed.

The already pale complexion became even paler.

His hand holding the table trembled slightly, and his gloomy and bleak face revealed nervous despair and unwillingness.

Huang Biao stared strangely at Song Banxian: "Master, do you know what happened to me?"

His voice was creepy and uncomfortable to hear.

Song Banxian didn't hide it from Huang Biao, and said bluntly: "I provoke unclean things, my anger is swallowed up, and half of my body has entered the gate of hell."

"Knew it!"

Huang Biao sighed.

He slumped on the seat decadently, his eyes dull, like a pile of mud.

What's wrong with this period of time can be caused by anything other than evil.

But he didn't believe it, and took a fluke.

Thought it was just sick.

He couldn't save himself with money right now, so he dared not believe Song Banxian's words.

Song Banxian glanced at the bundles of red notes in the password box on the table, with pity in his eyes.

He couldn't save Huang Biao, and he probably wouldn't be able to earn the money.

Huang Biao suddenly said, "Master, do you remember Huang Mao who came with me last time?"

His tone was solemn, and there was madness in despair.

Song Banxian thought back.

The last time I came with Huang Biao, it seemed that there was a yellow hair.

The other party is very angry, not only wants to do something to him, but also wants to overturn his booth.

Song Banxian nodded, "I have some impressions."

Huang Biao said hoarsely, "He is dead."

Song Banxian frowned: "How did you die?"

Huang Biao's body trembled, as if remembering something terrible.

He was sitting in a hunched posture, but when he approached the table opposite Song Banxian, he whispered, "He has the same symptoms as me, and has nightmares at night.

We were also the same person in our dream, a person in red clothes, and it was not clear whether the other party was male or female.

It stares at you, right, those eyes are red, blood red, blood red, the same strange color as blood, very scary!

That ghost doesn't know men and women, it just stares at you, staring at you all the time, it's still haunting in its dreams.

When its red eyes stare at you, it is very frightening, making you want to die to get rid of it. Every time I wake up, I have suicidal tendencies. "

Song Banxian saw a sense of disobedience from Huang Biao.

The man was a little out of his mind and spoke incoherently.

Huang Biao continued: "Huang Mao jumped off the building and died, and his weight plummeted at the beginning, he couldn't sleep during the day, and he had nightmares at night.

Woke up one day, he woke up at night, no one noticed, he jumped from a twenty-story building, he jumped. "

Speaking of the cause of Huang Mao's death, Huang Biao's expression was about to collapse.

Song Banxian frowned, her wise eyes staring at him.

He didn't speak, just stared at Huang Biao like that.

Xu Shi's vision was too firm and wise, and Huang Biao's sanity gradually returned.

He wiped his face and leaned back on the seat again.

After calming down, Huang Biao begged out: "Master, since you can see that I have been stained with unclean things, there must be a way to solve it, right?

Money is not a problem, as long as you save me, I will give you my entire net worth! "

Huang Biao was incoherent before, but fortunately, he spoke clearly, and Song Banxian probably understood what happened.

It is very likely that Huang Biao was calculated.

This kind of sudden nightmare should be someone operating behind the scenes.

He can't figure out the process, he can only see the superficial things through a person's face.

Song Banxian looked at Huang Biao with a strong desire to survive, and he shook his head gently.

"My strength is limited, Boss Huang should ask for another job."

Huang Biao's eyes showed a plea: "Master, please help me!"

If he had connections and knew someone who was more capable than Song Banxian, why bother to entangle here.

"Boss Huang, why do you have to be hard on others? I'm just a warlock. If I had that ability, I wouldn't have set up a stall on the Tongcha flyover.

There are major sects in this land area, such as Yuxing Sect, Maoshan Sect, Nanyin Temple, Qingcheng Taoist Temple, and even the wizards of Changshengmen.

As long as you are willing to spend money and want to save your life, any of these sects can make you do what you want. "

The sects Song Banxian mentioned were all in this land, and the metaphysics had extremely high achievements.

Huang Biao's desperate expression showed hope, and he hurriedly said, "Does the master have a way?"

Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem in his view.

Song Banxian shook his head, considering his status, he was not comparable to these sects.

"Boss Huang, it's just a matter of time to get in touch with a few sects based on your connections. Go back and move around more while you still have time."

He said it sincerely.

It's not that Huang Biao didn't know the world, Song Banxian was able to tell him this, and it was considered to be benevolent and righteous.

Huang Biao nodded, and just as he was about to speak, a light and pleasant voice mixed with a smile sounded from behind him.

"This business is coming, there is no reason to push it out, Master Song, are you going back the more you live?"

Song Banxian and Huang Biao looked towards each other.

Qin Ruan, who was walking lazily, walked slowly.

She was wearing loose clothes, and as she walked, the belly covered by the clothes showed a little shape.

Seeing Qin Ruan approaching, Song Banxian quickly stood up.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, you are already like this, why are you still going out?!"

This belly is big, like it's about to give birth.

You must know that Qin Ruan was not like this more than a month ago.

Her belly was not visible then.

Right now, even in loose clothes, it is difficult for her to cover her bulging belly.

Qin Ruan walked to Song Banxian's booth, and she took out a bundle of money from the box on the table.

"Snapped!"

The thick red note was thrown on Qin Ruan's palm, making a clear sound.

The corners of Qin Ruan's lips slowly twitched, and a satisfied smile appeared on his palm-sized face.

She opened her red lips slightly, and said in a pleasant voice, "No one doesn't like this money. I'm a layman, and I quite like it."

Qin Ruan threw the money back into the box.

"Snapped!"

The box was closed by her force.

Qin Ruan carried the manually locked box and threw it into Lin Hao's arms, who was following her closely.

She said domineeringly: "I took the money!"

Qin Ruan leaned against Song Banxian's booth table, her eyes drooped slightly, and she looked at Huang Biao with a smile.

She stared at Huang Biao with a pair of beautiful eyes, as if she saw delicious food, revealing a terrifying light.

Huang Biao was already anxious, desperate, and afraid in his heart.

Now, when he met Qin Ruan's terrifying gaze, he almost ran away.

Those who didn't know thought that Qin Ruan was going to eat him.

Huang Biao swallowed his saliva, and said with great counsel: "This... little master, you took my money, but you just want to do something."

God knows how much pressure he was under to say these words.

Qin Ruan looked at the other party with a smile but not a smile: "So you make a long story short, I haven't heard much before, so I'll repeat it again."

Huang Biao nodded obediently, seeing Qin Ruan as if he had found the backbone, and spoke clearly about what happened during this time.

After Huang Biao finished speaking, Qin Ruan fell silent.

She folded her arms around her arms, looking up and down at each other.

After a long while, she asked Huang Biao, "Have you ever done something that you didn't normally do during this time, received unclean gifts from others, or encountered something strange, or did something to anyone? the world?"

Except for the strong evil spirit, Huang Biao can be said to be very clean now.

For the time being, she didn't know what evil was pestering him, it must be a lot of evil spirits.

Otherwise, she would not have been attracted by the strong evil spirit in front of Song Banxian's booth.

This is something she desperately needs now, how can she slip away under her nose.

Huang Biao licked his dry, peeling lips: "Since I met the little master here more than a month ago, I have been at home, and I have not interfered in business affairs, and I rarely go out.

To tell the truth to the little master, that night you said that I had a bloody disaster, and it didn't take long for me to be beaten up.

Later, I sent someone to investigate, but they didn't find out why. Later, I wondered if it was the ghost that you and Master Song did. If there was no sudden change, I would have brought my brothers to set up the stall. "

Qin Ruan sneered, all mockingly said: "If you really come here, your life will be over."

Huang Biao kept nodding: "Yes, yes, I shouldn't have such thoughts, and ask the little master to save me!"

He really brought people to smash the stall, where would he have a chance to sit here today.

Qin Ruan pinched his fingertips and played with it.

She asked in a light tone, "Did any unnatural incidents happen while you were recovering at home?"

Huang Biao shook his head: "No, except for nightmares, it's the same as usual."

Qin Ruan's eyes dimmed: "Are you sure?"

Huang Biao hesitated, his expression a little dodgy.

Qin Ruan's eyes didn't hide the coldness: "If you hide something, I can't save you."

Huang Biao gritted his teeth and said, "I slept with a woman half a month ago."

"Listen to what you mean, are you forcing the other party?"

"No!" Huang Biao hurriedly waved his hand: "When Huang Mao sent it, he told me that the opponent sent me to honor me. I asked Huang Mao and the girl, and the girl was willing.

I'm so old, and I can't spoil people. It's a matter of your own accord. "

Qin Ruan's eyes deepened coldly: "Listen to what you mean, what happened later?"

Huang Biao nodded: "The girl died the next day and jumped off the building."

"Do you know why?"

Huang Biao still shook his head: "That girl was given by a rival of my group recently, that kid knows that I like girls with colors.

If it weren't for the color of the girl, I specified that I wouldn't touch it, and that girl..."

Huang Biao stared at Qin Ruan's face, showing some deep meaning on his face.

Qin Ruan's eyes didn't fall on the other side, she asked indifferently, "Why don't you continue talking."

Huang Biao said nervously: "I said, little master, don't be angry."

Qin Ruan's sharp eyes fell on Huang Biao, and she squinted: "You talk about it first."

"The girl looks a bit like you."

Huang Biao did not dare to look directly at Qin Ruan. After speaking, he moved slightly away from Qin Ruan.

The crisp sound of pressing the joints sounded.

Lin Hao stood behind Qin Ruan, staring at Huang Biao coldly.

He pressed the joints of both hands, with the air of stepping up to teach Huang Biao how to behave.

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