Jiang Rong did not get off the car immediately, but took out her cell phone and wanted to make a call...

Suddenly, a face appeared at the door of the car, which was a fortune teller.

Han Wenwen was so scared that she kept shrinking back and hiding behind Jiang Rong.

Jiang Rong hurriedly hid her phone behind her back and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"

The fortune teller took off his glasses and said to the panicked people with anxiety, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you." Seeing that he was about thirty years old, he looked honest and honest.

Rongrong and Wenwen looked at each other, and the former questioned suspiciously: "Then, why are you bringing us here?"

"You are willing to come here, it wasn't me who brought it to you?" The fortune teller smiled and said with no malicious humor.

"You send us back!" Wenwen didn't dare to speak, and could only quietly suggest that Jiang Rong say what she wanted to say.

The fortune teller was stunned, looking at them with panic on their faces, looking at him with distrust. He couldn't help but burst into laughter, laughing, "Don't you look at people with this kind of scrutiny? Do I look like a bad person like this?"

"Who knows? There are no letters on the bad guy's face..." Rongrong still questioned.

The fortune teller laughed, then stretched out his hand and said, "Come on, let me introduce myself. Luo Yongping, who are you?"

"Why tell you?" Jiang Rong refused.

Wenwen was nervous and thoughtful, and she was thinking a lot... Some people imagined that this person was a murderer or a pervert... The more she thought about it, the more she became afraid, and when she was nervous, she would sweat in her palms, her legs trembled, and she leaned against Jiang Rong again.

Seeing this, Luo Yongping had to keep a distance, took a few steps back and stopped and said, "Actually, I know both of you..."

Jiang Rong was attracted by the other party's words, "Do you know us?"

"Yes, you are Jiang Rong..." Luo Yongping pointed at Han Wenwen, who was shaking again and said, "She is Han Wenwen."

"Who are you?" Jiang Rong was surprised. She was always calm and she was inexplicably beating when she heard that the other party knew them. "Hurry up, who are you? If I don't say it, I'll call the police." As she said that, she decisively took out her cell phone and acted as if she wanted to make a call.

"Don't, I really want to ask you two for some time. After asking for it, I found you. I had no choice but to pretend to be a fortune teller, just want you to come and take a look and help me."

Seeing Luo Yongping's sincere look, it didn't seem like he was lying. Jiang Rong said to Han Wenwen quietly: "It's okay, don't be afraid..." Then he looked at him and said: "You man, what can we do for you?" Seeing that the other party seemed to be thinking about something, he couldn't help but secretly said: It's not a human trafficker! When he thought about this, his heart that had just relaxed just now became nervous again, and he felt that the phone he was pinching his fingers was slippery and sweaty.

"It's a long story, you get off the bus first..."

"No, you say it right away. Otherwise, if we don't get off the bus, you'll have to take us back."

Luo Yongping took a step forward in this way, then looked back nervously and looked around the way no one came. He seemed to have made up his mind and said, "I just came back from another place. There were 21 people in the Luo family who had an accident in a flood. No one told me what was going on, nor did he receive news of something happening at home. I have been outside for five years. As soon as I got home, I heard the statement that the Luo family was framed and cursed.

I found the fortune teller because I had no evidence and could not determine who was the one who harmed us. I couldn't lie. I originally thought that he should understand these things as a fortune teller, but I didn't expect that he knew nothing, but told me that there was a sacrifice shop in City A. The owner of the sacrifice shop was a very powerful ghost-catching man. As a result, I went there many times, but I didn't see it once. Just when I was disappointed, someone told me that you are the daughter of the ghost-catching man, and he is also quite powerful."

Jiang Rong stared at Luo Yongping in a daze, muttering in her heart: Is there any reason for it? Brother Kui has hurt me so badly. What do I know about catching ghosts? Maybe I don’t even know if I am caught by ghosts.

"I am not as good as they said. First of all, I will declare that I am a layman for catching ghosts. Whether you believe it or not..."

Luo Yongping seemed to not believe Jiang Rong's words very much, thinking that she was still wary. She deliberately underestimated herself and said very unbearable. She hurriedly took out her identity and took a step forward to hand it to Jiang Rong and said, "With the reputation of my ancestors of the Luo family, I, Luo Yongping, are definitely not the bad guy you imagine."

Jiang Rong looked up at the ID card handed over by the other party with his arms stretched out, and nodded sadly, "Okay, I trust you."

Seeing that Jiang Rong finally trusted him, Luo Yongping happily showed a happy smile like a child. Then he happily went to open the door first, and looked back while opening the door, as if they were afraid that they would repent.

Han Wenwen saw the safety information from Jiang Rong's eyes. Under her guidance, each got off the tricycle from the left and right.

After getting off the car, they fully saw the environment they were in. The frame-like square suite made of gray brick walls, and the iron rings buckled the double doors. When Luo Yongping pushed open the door, the door shaft made a heavy "creak" sound, which was very harsh.

On the side of the bungalow, there are several neighbors next to each other. However, they are all closed and there seems to be no one living there. The faded and broken couplets on the door frame give people a sense of desolation.

Jiang Rong had never seen such a persimmon tree that was full of wrinkles from the elderly. She liked the fruits on the persimmon tree and looked up at the fruits.

Wenwen, who was beside her, was drooling! She really wanted to pick one and try it...

"The core inside the persimmon is the most delicious." She looked happy and could see that after getting off the tricycle, her previous panic and uneasiness disappeared when she saw the persimmon tree.

Jiang Rong looked at the ground, and there were buzzing flies crawling on the rotten persimmons, and there were also a kind of mosquitoes that looked like bees. It was a pity! Luo Yongping came out from it and glanced at the persimmon tree casually, and smiled silly: "Do you like to eat persimmons?"

Jiang Rong shook her head and said, "Permacoin is cool and hurts the stomach. I like to watch it, but I don't like to eat it."

As he spoke, he entered the inner courtyard... Luo Yongping first brought them to a house that looked a bit like a Buddhist temple. There were many tablets in the house. Han Wenwen's eyes swept away, and there were 21 tablets in total.

Han Wenwen didn't like being in the Buddhist temple and kept urging Jiang Rong to go out. Seeing Wenwen like this, Luo Yongping tried his best to hold back what he wanted to say several times.
Chapter completed!