Half an hour later, a black Maybach parked at the door of Shuanglin Hotel.
Seeing Yang Chen staggering out, the driver quickly opened the rear door.
"My senior sister was so considerate that she even prepared breakfast for me."
Yang Chen got in the car, and Yang Hehua next to him handed over a sandwich with sausages, and ate it.
"Take more tonic, you must be exhausted from last night. Where is the beauty?"
Yang Hehua looked at Yang Chen's appearance, as if he hadn't woken up, and thought he was exhausted after struggling all night.
"What beauty?"
Yang Chen was stunned and looked at Yang Hehua with wide eyes: "Senior sister, please don't accuse me wrongly. I am innocent and happy to help others."
"Believe it or not."
Yang Hehua rolled her eyes, and before Yang Chen could explain, she immediately changed the topic: "Donghai City seems to be uneasy recently. I haven't encountered anything haunted for a long time. This time, the daughter of one of your brother-in-law's clients
, seems to be possessed by evil spirits.”
"So evil?"
Hearing this, Yang Chen raised his eyebrows, then lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and smiled: "Sister, when the old man taught you the authentic Maoshan secretary, none of our other junior brothers and sisters could watch it, and I haven't been able to watch it in these years.
I’ve seen you use it, is it useful?”
"What do you think?"
In the car driving slowly to the south of the city, Yang Hehua shrugged his shoulders and said.
"After the founding of the People's Republic of China, people can't become spirits or have ghosts, right?"
Yang Chen joked.
"Warriors can cultivate to an overwhelming level on land, only you can become a spirit."
Yang Hehua looked at Yang Chen, her eyes narrowed slightly: "Okay, stop pretending, it's not like you don't know, not being able to become a spirit means that it's not allowed, it's not impossible."
"Whatever, I'm just an ordinary villager in Qingshan Village."
Yang Chen has no interest in these at all.
Now he has realized the happiness in the secular world. Growing watermelons and raising chickens in the village, and taking his wife for a walk in the city from time to time is the peak of his life.
"Madam, we're here."
While the two were talking, the car had already stopped at the door of a villa in the southern suburbs of the city.
"Get off the car."
Yang Hehua came back to her senses, looked at the quiet villa outside, and shouted.
The two got out of the car and looked up at their surroundings.
Backed by a green mountain, surrounded by dense woods and a wetland park, the environment is quite good.
The villas here are developed around the Wetland Park, and the people who live here are all wealthy people from Donghai City.
"The feng shui is pretty good, but... it's a bit sinister."
Yang Hehua squinted her eyes, pinched her right hand, and murmured.
"Can you see this?"
Regarding the secret techniques of divination and Feng Shui, it's not that Yang Chen can't learn it, but when the old man asked him to learn it, he wasn't interested at all.
In the secular world, this thing is either just a show-off or a liar. It is not as practical as the martial arts and medical skills of fists and feet.
"Mrs. Lin, you are finally here."
At this moment, a rushing sound came from the courtyard of the villa.
When the two of them turned around, they saw a paunchy, bald, middle-aged man in his forties walking out with a large gold chain around his neck.
"Boss Dong."
Yang Hehua looked at Dong Zhigang walking over and nodded slightly: "Introduction, this is my junior brother, let's come over and take a look."
"Welcome you two, please come inside."
Dong Zhigang just nodded towards Yang Chen, without any intention of paying attention to it, and just showed respect to Yang Hehua.
Yang Chen didn't care. He put his hands in his pockets and followed his senior sister into the villa with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Mr. Dong, it's not good, the lady has... started again!"
Just after the three of them entered the villa, a girl rushed down from the second floor in terror, with pear blossoms in the rain and bloody scratches on her face.
"What?"
When Dong Zhigang heard this, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes for help fell on Yang Hehua.
"Xiaomei, Xiaomei, I am mother, I am mother, don't be like this, don't scare me!"
The next moment, there was the sound of things overturning on the second floor, and the sound of a woman crying and screaming.
"Let's go up and have a look."
Yang Hehua's right hand grabbed the satchel in her hand, and unexpectedly took out a yellow talisman paper from it, and quickly went upstairs.
"I'll go... Could it be that Senior Sister really knows how to catch ghosts?"
Yang Chen looked at the talisman and was shocked.
The three of them quickly went upstairs.
As soon as she entered Dong Meimei's boudoir, a heavy wooden chair opposite was lifted up by the skinny Dong Meimei and thrown towards the door.
"ah!"
Dong Meimei's hair was disheveled, her face was hideous and pale, and she was making strange noises, which was very scary.
"Sister, be careful!"
Looking at the chair coming towards him, Yang Chen took a step forward and just raised his hand to slap him.
Bang!
The heavy solid wood chair was split in half.
Dong Zhigang looked at Yang Chen and was stunned.
I originally thought it was just a bronze, but I didn't expect it to be a king.
"Junior brother, help me control it!"
Yang Hehua looked at Dong Meimei, who was acting violently in the room and holding her mother's neck tightly, and shouted quickly.
Yang Chen quickly stepped forward, pulled Dong Meimei off Mrs. Dong's body, then clasped his hands and pushed them against the wall.
"Ho ho ho!"
Dong Meimei's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, she looked at Yang Chen in front of her and made a beast-like sound.
"Crack!"
At this moment, the talisman in Yang Hehua's hand hit her between the eyebrows heavily.
But Dong Meimei, who was controlled by Yang Chen, didn't react at all. She still roared, her delicate body was so strong, and the veins on her face popped out.
"Meimei, Meimei, don't scare your parents."
Dong Zhigang pulled his wife tightly and stood at the door, spinning in circles: "Mrs. Lin, you must save my daughter. I am only a daughter, so I can't make any mistakes!"
"Not possessed by evil spirits?"
Yang Hehua looked at the indifferent Dong Meimei, her face darkened, and she secretly said something.
"It doesn't look like poison."
Yang Chen also mobilized his true energy early and made a diagnosis in Dong Meimei's body. Except for the spurting of energy and blood caused by emotional rage, there seemed to be nothing strange: "But I always feel that there is a very weird power in her body.
"
"let me."
Just when a few people were confused, a cold voice came from behind.
Kick, kick, kick!
The sound of high heels approached, carrying a familiar smell of perfume.
Yang Chen heard the sound and turned around to look, he was stunned, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Beauty, it's fate, we meet again."