In the central area of Wuyang Town, in a small self-built villa.
'Ping ping ping pong...'
Tables and chairs were overturned to the ground, and many items such as flower plates and porcelain bowls were smashed. The fragments were scattered everywhere, and the whole room was a mess.
"Xiao Cui, this family seems to have lost the battle. It's such a mess. What the hell is going on!"
A man of about fifty years old, with most of his head bald, but who looked a bit majestic, just returned to the villa, and when he saw this scene, his face instantly darkened.
"Your good son didn't do it. When I came back, the house was like this!"
"I just asked him, what did he say? The house is full of leeches. No, he beat the leeches and smashed the house into this!"
Xiaocui is in her forties, dressed in jewels and looks a bit rich.
At this moment, she was sitting on the sofa in the living room, with a worried look on her face. While speaking, she pouted towards the location of her son's room not far away.
A middle-aged man named Qian Feng is Qian Bing's father.
And this Xiaocui is Qian Bing's mother.
"Xiao Bing didn't go to school? He just came out of the hospital in the county. Is there something wrong again?"
Frowning, Qian Feng asked.
A public servant like him must have a lot of things to do every day.
At the dinner party last night, he drank a little too much and was confused. He didn't know who sent him to the hotel.
He only remembered that when he woke up this morning, he was naked.
In the trash can beside the bed, apart from some crumpled tissues, there were only a few used balloons left.
For the bright future of Wuyang Town and for the people to strive towards a well-off society, Qian Feng dedicated himself to death.
Things like staying outside the house and not entering have long been commonplace for him.
When he came home at this time today, the main reason was that he had some documents at home.
"Qian Feng, do you still care about me and my son?"
Giving Qian Feng a roll of his eyes, Xiao Cui added: "When I came back last night, Xiao Bing looked a little uncomfortable, but I didn't think too much about it."
"But today, you also saw this situation!"
"Compared to the living room, his room is even more messy!"
"I asked him what was wrong, but he didn't say anything. He just said that there were a lot of leeches pestering him."
"Qian Feng, do you think our son got into trouble with something unclean and became possessed by evil spirits?"
When talking about these, Xiaocui sighed and looked bad.
"Xiao Cui, whether you are possessed by evil spirits or not, the world belongs to our party now. There are no ghosts allowed and there can be no ghosts. Stop preaching feudal superstition to me!"
Staring at Xiaocui fiercely, Qian Feng said again: "The college entrance examination is coming soon. Xiaobing doesn't go to school and stays at home. How can this be possible?"
"He's not feeling well. Take him directly to the hospital for a checkup."
"Maybe he ate some poisonous mushrooms or something and had hallucinations."
Qian Feng frowned and after thinking for a moment, he said.
Unfortunately, his words obviously failed to satisfy Xiao Cui.
"Qian Feng, I remember that you used to be a leader in the county Han Opera Troupe, right?"
"How is your relationship with Hou Donggui, who came from your troupe?"
"If you have his contact information, why not contact him and ask him to show it to our little soldier!"
Pulling Qian Feng to sit beside the sofa, Xiaocui asked tentatively.
"Looking for Hou Donggui? I do have his contact information!"
"When I was in the Han Opera Troupe, I took care of him a lot. He should still remember this affection."
"He is indeed a man of great powers, and he is also very good at treating diseases!"
"Okay, then I'll call and ask if he's in the county?"
After hearing what Xiaocui said, Qian Feng hesitated for a while, then finally nodded and agreed.
In fact, Qian Feng also knew that something was wrong with his son Qian Bing's situation.
However, from his position, even if he believed some things in his heart, he could never say he believed it with his mouth.
Hou Donggui is famous throughout Southeast Asia, and several national leaders have personally received him.
Asking him for help naturally cannot be regarded as promoting feudal superstition.
The reason why Qian Feng hesitated at this moment was just because he didn't know whether Hou Donggui would give him this face.
Taking out the phone book and finding Hou Donggui's pager number, Qian Feng picked up the landline phone near the sofa and dialed it.
…
After giving Qian Bing a small lesson, Chen Hai became much calmer.
Except for Lin Lan, who would occasionally harass him, he basically spent the rest of his time on Taoist training.
During the previous monthly vacation, Wang Xiuhua stuffed him with a big unity note. These days, Chen Hai's money has been a lot easier.
The food in the school cafeteria is a little hard to swallow.
At noon, he was in a small restaurant outside. After eating and drinking, he squatted on the roadside, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth.
The half pack of cigarettes in his pocket came from Li Ming.
When he first started smoking, he felt a little dizzy, but after smoking a few times, he felt that he seemed to fall in love with this feeling.
"Little brother, your name is Chen Hai?"
Hou Donggui, who was wearing a Tang suit and looked very blessed, suddenly appeared next to Chen Hai and squatted down as well.
"Who are you?"
After looking him up and down, Chen Hai felt suspicious for a while.
"I, Hou Donggui, are both cultivators. It is better to resolve enemies than to make enemies. I am here to help you resolve conflicts and turn conflicts into friendship!"
Hou Donggui said with a chuckle.
He didn't read much, but he had sung in major operas for several years. What he said now actually sounded literate!
"Hou Donggui? Are you here for the Qian Bing matter?"
After being stunned for a moment, Chen Hai suddenly understood.
Although Hou Donggui's name is well-known at home and abroad, he has limited experience and sounds a bit strange.
But as soon as this man opened his mouth, he said that he was also a cultivator. This statement aroused great interest in Chen Hai.
The Dharma Land of Wealth Couple has always been of great benefit to practitioners.
But Chen Hai had nothing at all.
The fact that he has cultivated to this level is just a coincidence.
It was rare to meet a comrade. If possible, he really hoped that he could consult Hou Donggui in front of him.
"Qian Bing's father, Qian Feng, was kind to me in the early years!"
"Because of the Qian Bing incident, since he came to me, I can only be shameless. I hope you, little brother, can give me some thin face!"
Hou Donggui nodded and said with a smile.
In addition to the five ghost transport skills, he is also very good at finding people.
In several big cities in the south, he has a title in the local police station. When they encounter some difficult cases, those police stations will often turn to him for help.
After coming to Wuyang Town and meeting Qian Feng, Hou Donggui had already set his sights on Chen Hai within a short time.
It is for this reason that he appears here at the right time at this moment.