After meal.

In the backyard.

Zhang Xiaoman looked at the large cart in front of him with the words "Feng Shui fortune telling, fortune telling and filling vacancies" and other words on it, and couldn't help but marvel:

"I didn't expect that Mr. Liu, this guy of yours is quite big. Compared with those colleagues who tell fortunes at street stalls and small tables, he is much higher class."

"Isn't that true? If you don't look at your Sixth Master and my reputation in these ten miles and eight towns, can the title Pei Banxian be called for nothing? As soon as I go out to the stall, there will be an endless stream of people queuing up.

Absolutely, I’ll tell you.”

The old man started to brag while touching the cart, as if an old general who had retired from the battlefield for many years was recalling the glorious past.

Zhang Xiaoman was a little confused: "Sixth Master, since your business is so prosperous, why do you want to wash your hands in a golden basin?"

When Grandpa Six heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then pretended not to care and said, "Hey, where did so many come from? I'm just tired of it and don't want to tinker anymore..."

Zhang Xiaoman glanced at his mouth and said: "Sixth Master, who of the two of us is following the other, don't try to deceive me, don't I understand you? You almost regard your little ability as your lifeblood,

No, honey! You're tired of telling me, can I believe it?"

Grandpa Six opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he swallowed it back immediately and waved his hand impatiently: "Go, go, go, where do young people come from with so many questions? Don't ask nonsense! You shouldn't know about this...

"

As he spoke, he turned around and cleared away the dishes.

Seeing him like this, how could Zhang Xiaoman still hold back his curiosity?

He chased after him in a few steps and once again tried to persuade the old man earnestly.

In the end, after his rambling and teasing, he was finally "touched" by the old man and successfully pried his mouth open.

"Hey, you brat! I really can't do anything to you! You are curious about everything and want to know everything. You are just like your mother!"

Grandpa Six's face was full of reluctance, but he still said: "I don't feel right about these things myself. I'm not sure! Don't go around talking nonsense later, do you hear me?"

Of course Zhang Xiaoman said so.

Grandpa Six then sighed and spoke slowly.

"Sixth Master, I have been telling fortunes for half my life. My neighbors usually make fun of me and call me 'Pei Banxian'. When people see that I am older, they call me 'Sixth Master'. But with my little skills, I can fool outsiders."

It’s okay, how can we, our own family members, not know the truth? That’s all fake and deceptive!”

Zhang Xiaoman couldn't help but nodded.

That's right, Grandpa Six has been calculating his fate for half his life. In the eyes of outsiders, he appears to be enigmatic and celestial.

But in the eyes of his own family, he is a complete old fool and a big liar.

When we meet, I will first give you a round of Feng Shui fortune-telling formulas, and then start shaking my head and pretending to be a ghost. Those uninformed laymen will immediately have to pay.

"So you have a conscience and you don't want to do it?" Zhang Xiaoman answered.

The old man glared at him: "Don't interrupt!"

Zhang Xiaoman smiled and made a "please" gesture.

Pei Laoliu pulled up a stool, poured another cup of white tea, and then said:

"Don't look at me. I usually talk about monsters, ghosts, snakes, gods, the Three Pure Ones, etc., but I understand in my heart. Where in the world do these things come from? They are all made up by people. They are fake!"

Zhang Xiaoman listened on the side and also grabbed a handful of peanuts. It felt a bit like listening to storytelling in an old tavern.

"But this man said that if you often walk by the river, how can you avoid getting your shoes wet? If you walk too much at night, you will eventually run into ghosts!"

But the old man suddenly changed his tone and said with a serious expression: "To tell you the truth... I really encountered something dirty a few days ago!"

"What! Dirty things!?"

Zhang Xiaoman suddenly exclaimed when he heard this.

As he spoke, he failed to grasp a peanut in his hand, and the peanut he threw into his mouth hit Pei Laoliu's face directly.

"What are you doing, kid!"

Pei Laoliu was startled by him, caught the peanut and threw it into his mouth.

"I thought you didn't believe it, but I didn't expect you to react so strongly."

Zhang Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his reaction was indeed a bit exaggerated.

He calmed down his expression and tried his best to regain his composure, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

If it were before, of course he would not believe the nonsense Pei Laoliu said, and he would naturally listen to his words as ghost stories - anyway, the old guy often did this before.

But this time it was different, because not only had he just obtained the system, but he had also personally experienced this kind of horror and weirdness just yesterday.

At the same time, he also understood that Pei Laoliu would never give up his fortune-telling career without any reason.

"No, Mr. Liu, don't I scare you? What you said is so attractive that I can't help but accept it." Zhang Xiaoman quickly smiled and helped him fill up the tea.

Pei Laoliu rolled his eyes, picked it up and took a big gulp.

"I asked you, how dare you, kid, to keep going back to life? I haven't even started to say this, and you're scared?"

After he finished speaking, he took another sip of tea, and then continued: "You have to know, I, the Sixth Master, have lived for most of my life and have been dealing with Feng Shui tombs for most of my life, but I have never heard of any souls and ghosts.

I never believe in stuff like that!"

Zhang Xiaoman couldn't help but sweat. The old fortune teller who did this every day didn't believe it himself, but the group of "customers" believed it.

"You don't know how shocked I was when I saw that thing with my own eyes."

Pei Laoliu seemed to remember the scene at that time, and his eyes gradually showed a hint of panic.

"A few days ago, when I was setting up a stall at Convenience Bridge, a young man with gold-rimmed glasses came and asked for help."

Pei Laoliu showed his memories.

"You don't know. The expression on that young man's face was anxious. He didn't look fake, and he was wearing a suit with a brand-name watch. When I saw it, it was Big Fish! Then when I heard the address, it was Fat Fish Villa District! You said,

Such a big fish, can I let him escape?"

Zhang Xiaoman was familiar with his grandfather's style, and nodded in agreement, then asked: "Master Six, how much did you offer at that time?"

Pei Laoliu showed a smile on his face and made an eight sign.

Zhang Xiaoman was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then smiled knowingly, not forgetting to give him a thumbs up.

Pei Laoliu continued: "The young man took me off the bridge and got into a luxury car. It looked so good... He told me on the way that the basement of their house was haunted! Not only were there strange things every day,

The sound came out, and there was a stench that kept wafting out. The electrical appliances could not be used. I called the police several times to no avail. Once I stood in the basement, there was no sound at all, even the stench.

I can’t even find the source of the smell!”

"When I heard this, I immediately knew that it was probably caused by something like a rat. I don't know how many times I have encountered similar situations like this. Every time I come to the door, it's the same.

Set it up. First draw the talisman, then recite the mantra, and finally secretly sprinkle a little rat poison to ensure that the disease is cured!"

Pei Laoliu paused when he said this. He reached for the cup on the table, but fear began to fill his eyes.

Zhang Xiaoman noticed that Grandpa Six's hands seemed to be trembling slightly.

"What happened next?" he asked.

Pei Laoliu was no longer as relaxed as he was at the beginning, and his tone became heavy and slow.

"Later I realized that I really shouldn't have gone at this moment!"

Pei Laoliu clapped his legs and regretted:

"Only after I went there did I realize that their home was really weird. That smell couldn't come from a rat making a fuss! It was the stench of corpses!"

Seeing Zhang Xiaoman's confused expression, Pei Laoliu explained: "When I was young, I helped people move graves and open coffins in the surrounding villages. The smell was exactly the same as back then!"

Zhang Xiaoman nodded.

Pei Laoliu continued: "I asked him, didn't you say that this smell only exists in the basement? Why is it now all over the house, and even the yard can smell a lot. As a result, that boy

He told me that he didn’t know, and he still expected me to figure it out.”

"Actually, my first reaction was that there was a reason to increase the money, but I couldn't say it directly. I had to find a reason to mention it when I did it."

"Later, when I arrived at the door of the basement, I heard a 'whirring' sound inside, as if someone had been crying. At that time, I felt something was wrong, but then I thought about it and thought it was down there.

There is air leakage somewhere, maybe it’s the sound of the wind.”

"You went in like this?" Zhang Xiaoman also sweated a lot, recalling the strange experience he encountered yesterday, he couldn't help but feel a little numb.

Pei Laoliu once again showed an expression of regret and said, "You don't know, when I opened the basement door, my dear! The stench was almost turning into a miasma, as if it was burning down there."

"Although I'm a little discouraged, I am already riding a tiger by accepting money from others to do things for them. If I run away directly, will my sixth master's reputation be bad in the future?"

Pei Laoliu looked confused.

"So, I forced myself to go in. But I was still a little panicked by myself, so I told the young man that your basement is right at the center of a natural formation, and the evil spirits are already practicing here.

That's all right. When exorcising evil spirits, you, the master, must be present to calm them down with righteousness, otherwise I, an outsider, may not be able to ask them to leave."

"Did he believe it?" Zhang Xiaoman asked.

"If you don't believe it, there's nothing he can do. Doesn't this house belong to their family? Where will he live if he doesn't come here? So, after I entered the house and settled our affairs, I took the opportunity to walk around there.

After looking around, I couldn't find any clues, not to mention the vents, not even a mouse hole!"

"He saw me walking there for a long time, but to no avail, so he asked me if I couldn't drive him away. I was afraid that he would be suspicious, so I told him that the ghost was too strong, and I wanted to close the door, seal the space, and be a ghost killer.

Great formation!"

Zhang Xiaoman suddenly heard what he said about the Ghost Slaying Formation, and for some reason he felt that the chill he had felt before suddenly disappeared, and he actually wanted to laugh a little bit.

Pei Laoliu didn't notice Zhang Xiaoman's expression at this time, and said to himself: "Guess what then? It doesn't matter whether the door is closed or not, it almost scared me to death when it was closed!"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Xiaoman asked curiously.

"Behind that door, there is a human face!"

Pei Laoliu's eyes were horrified.
Chapter completed!