I immediately said, "You say it."

　　He waved his hand to me and motioned for me to speak.

　　This old man has a small duty room. It turned out to be a staff member of Tai Chi Hall. I also saw that he was obviously worried about the dusty appearance of the hall.

　　Cheng Xinghe and Lan Ruyue wanted to follow, but he didn't let them. His mouth was red. This was a difficult thing to say, and he really didn't want to tell outsiders.

　　As soon as he came in, he said nervously, "My condition is that I want you to save my grandson - he is entangled in something unclean."

　　He is also from the Heavenly Master Mansion, so he can't do it himself?

　　Looking at his qi level again, I immediately reacted-this old man is a Mr. Wen, merit is only in the eyes and mouth, may be face to face, not good at evil spirits.

　　I'll let him elaborate.

　　The old man looked like a rather old-fashioned kind of gentleman. He was really "hard to say" and trembled. He gave me a stack of paper.

　　I took it over and saw that it was all fines-there were people on buses, people who broke into women's toilets, and people who were caught in red-light districts. It can be seen that grandson is a proper hooligan.

　　Hooligans are not uncommon, but judging from the thickness of the ticket, 80% of the grandson has psychological problems-it seems that he doesn't do anything else all day long, just thinking about that kind of thing is like having a bubble in his brain.

　　This makes me wonder, your grandson is like this, that is lax family education, moral corruption, what's the use of looking for me, I can also give him spiritual civilization lessons?

　　The old man told me that his grandson was not like this-he was weak from an early age and was shy and gentle in character. At ordinary times, when he saw the girl's face, it was as red as a monkey's ass. He did not dare to say a big word. Many people called him sissy.

　　A while ago, I also talked about a girlfriend. Who knew that she was dumped by someone else later. This dump changed his grandson's character greatly, and his cowardly temper became irritable. He threw pots and bowls all day long, which was not the case.

　　His son complained, and he didn't think much about it. He felt that the young man was lovelorn and would just get over it in a few days. But he didn't think about it. He used to look at his grandson, who looked like a different person. He was full of yellow-tongued, a room full of stickers and screens were ugly. He was such an old-fashioned person, and he didn't commit hypertension when he was optimistic.

　　He quickly asked his eldest grandson what was going on.

　　The daughter-in-law cried at once, asking the child's grandfather to think of a way. A few days ago, the vest of the Huang family girl upstairs was lost. She also asked if it had fallen downstairs. She said she didn't see it. As a result, she cleaned the room and found it on the child's bed.

　　Later, the vest was lost in this building. She suspected that it had something to do with her son. Sure enough, she found that her son went out in the middle of the night and looked over. Her son climbed onto the barbed wire fence and really brought back the clothes hanger of the Huang family girl. She also kept on smelling it-after smelling it, she also let out a scoff of laughter, like some kind of animal, not like a human being.

　　The daughter-in-law was frightened and scolded the child. As a result, the child lowered his face and stared at her. He scolded her for being too old to mind her own business. If it weren't for your age, he wouldn't have spared you.

　　That voice was frivolous and sharp, and it was also different from children's usual.

　　This is not the end, the child also ran to the women's hair room, let a person find, and let out that kind of scoff laughter, let a person all over the hair panic, scared few women around dare to go out to the toilet.

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　　After that, he even went to buses, streets and other public places to play hooligans. What he did was not human affairs. The tickets were all thick and thick. His job was long gone-he was an honest kindergarten teacher. After being evil, he harassed female colleagues!

　　This is the road to crime, but children have not been like this since childhood. Have they been followed by something?

　　The old man wiped his eyes and continued to say, "It's useless to be a scholar. I can see that his face is not right. The Yin Hall and the Migratory Palace are both green, so they must have contracted evil spirits. But I can't exorcise evil spirits, and I also thought about asking others for help, but this kind of unspeakable thing can't pull this face."

　　According to the Internet, many Chinese elders are like this, and their face is bigger than their children's.

　　I immediately understood-entering the black door itself is a bad rule. He was sure that I would not publicize it before he found me.

　　Looking at the old man like this, I remembered my third uncle and grandpa, and my heart was moved-if I did such a thing, my third uncle and grandpa would not be able to handle it by themselves, and would also try every means to ask for help.

　　So he agreed, "After reading it for your grandson, do you really have a way to let me enter the black door?"

　　The old man was indescribably happy and said repeatedly, "Don't worry. I've been working here all my life. I'm familiar with everything. If you want to enter the black door, there are plenty of ways."

　　That's all-besides, the old man's grandson doesn't sound difficult.

　　The so-called possessed body was affected by the evil spirit of the dead lying on his body, and he could just drive it out - evil spirits bullied the weak and feared the strong, and most liked people with light horoscope, small animal sign, and weak will. Since his grandson was a sissy image, it was easy to be recruited.

　　The old man grabbed me and said carefully, "If you go, find an excuse, but don't say that I asked you to see the matter - he is very bad-tempered now."

　　Well, when you look at the house, you can say one, two, three.

　　After going out of the door and talking to Lan Ruyue and Cheng Xinghe, they were also very happy, especially Lan Ruyue. She came here for the secret scroll. If she really found it, it would be their family's hero.

　　The few of us took a leave from Tianshi Mansion and looked for it according to the address the old man said. It was an old-fashioned tube-shaped building with various psoriasis advertisements on the walls. It was fancy.

　　But the door of the family was closed and there was no one. After knocking for a long time, it did not open. At this time, a scream suddenly came from the corridor.

　　When I heard that, I immediately went over and saw a thin young man tearing up with a woman in her thirties. The woman was two sizes bigger than him, and she cursed with a red face, "Wu Xiaoqing, how many lives have you never seen a woman before? I also watched you grow up. How can you do anything?"

　　Wu Xiaoqing-That's right, this is what the old man told us, the name of his grandson.

　　The young man who was called Wu Xiaoqing grinned and revealed a nervous smile. "I want a woman, I want a woman..."

　　Lan Ruyue stretched out her long legs and took a few steps to the stairs. She kicked Wu Xiaoqing away. Wu Xiaoqing threw out a gorgeous parabola and grunted to the bottom of the stairs without moving.

　　I was shocked at that time. We are here to show Wu Xiaoqing something. If Wu Xiaoqing is broken, the old man loves Sun Ru's life and can let us enter the black room?

　　When the woman looked at it, she was afraid that something would happen to Wu Xiaoqing and bring trouble to her. She didn't even say thank you. She knocked us open and ran away. Then she heard a security door "crash" closed. However, a pair of eyes were obviously blocked behind the cat's eye. She was watching the scene of bustle.

　　Cheng Xinghe said in a low voice, "This one has been taking salt as snacks since he was a child. The taste is really heavy."

　　I have already seen that this Wu Xiaoqing's face is really wrapped with green qi, and the bags under his eyes are almost drooping to his mouth. Looking at the extent of this yang qi loss, he may not be able to carry it for long.

　　At this time, a middle-aged couple came from downstairs and saw Wu Xiaoqing lying here. It was no surprise. The man pulled him up and the woman cried, "I told you not to do that kind of thing all day long. Sooner or later, someone will break your legs. What do you think..."

　　Anyway, Wu Xiaoqing didn't wake up now, so we told him what we had come for. The middle-aged couple was so excited that they almost kowtowed to us and invited us in quickly.

　　As soon as they entered their house, the shop front was foul and nearly threw people back. Cheng Xinghe had brought a wangwang snow cake and didn't eat it. He tucked it back silently.

　　I first took a look at the layout of the house. There was nothing in the house, but at this time, I saw a small bedroom with a little green light.

　　When I went in, I saw a small cabinet at the head of the bed, a red cloth covering something, and a few incense sticks in front of it.

　　Opening the red cloth, there were five figures, all of whom were very handsome men.

　　I turned back and asked the middle-aged couple, "Who invited this?"

　　Wu Xiaoqing said hurriedly, "I don't know, what kind of immortal is this?"

　　I replied, "That's the problem. This is called Wutong God."