"Zhenzhen, stay away from Kuang Tianyou in the future, and don't deal with the new tenants easily. I feel they all have problems."
Ma Xiaoling regarded Wang Zhenzhen as her best friend, so after leaving Su Cheng and others, she whispered a few words of warning.
Wang Zhenzhen is different from Ma Xiaoling, who knows Taoism. She is a kind and weak girl. Ma Xiaoling does not want her friends to get hurt.
"Xiao Ling, no way. Mr. Kuang is a very nice person and even saved my life. Mr. Su and others also seem to be good people."
Wang Zhenzhen pushed up her glasses and said doubtfully, she is the kind of girl who has no bad thoughts at all. Just like a little white rabbit, she has been protected by her family and Ma Xiaoling since she was a child, so she really doesn't have any complicated thoughts.
"Zhenzhen, don't ask anymore, just listen to me. At least for these few days, don't meet them easily."
Ma Xiaoling didn't want Wang Zhenzhen to know too much. The world seemed peaceful, but there were too many dangers. She really didn't want Wang Zhenzhen to get involved.
Afterwards, Ma Xiaoling sent Wang Zhenzhen back and returned to her residence. First, she burned a few sticks of incense for the memorial tablets of her ancestors. After she calmed down, she thought about the events of the past few days.
Ma Xiaoling is a contemporary descendant of the Ma family, but her behavior style is somewhat different from that of her ancestors. Although she has good Taoism, she rarely takes the initiative to practice it, nor does she take the initiative to subjugate demons.
Because of practicing Taoism in her childhood and the heavy pressure of the Ma family's responsibilities, Ma Xiaoling hated using Taoism and did not like to bear such responsibilities.
After all, while other peers were playing, Ma Xiaoling could only learn those boring Taoist methods and had no time of her own. She couldn't do this or that. She couldn't even make friends and had to deal with those dangers.
A monster, I’m afraid no young people would like such a life.
But even so, Ma Xiaoling couldn't give up everything, so she opened a cleaning company. Under the name of this company, she would kill demons only if she could bear enough money.
"I have never encountered anything too powerful...but a few days ago, there was the evil ghost Chuchun. There were also Buddhist peacocks, and there were even traces of zombies..."
Although there was no definite evidence, Ma Xiaoling felt a little uneasy. She always felt that the peaceful life before was going to be gone forever.
In fact, Ma Xiaoling has long been aware of this situation. As a descendant of the Demon Exorcist Dragon Clan, no matter how hard he tries to escape, he cannot completely avoid these things.
"And Ping Ma... what kind of trouble will it be?"
Ma Xiaoling thought of Su Cheng's words and frowned. Then she took some magic weapons such as the magic wand from inside the room, left the room and headed to the floor where Aping was.
Ma Xiaoling naturally knew about A Ping, a middle-aged man. He was an old tenant of Jiajia Building. He usually ran a tailor shop. Although he was a bit cowardly, he was also very kind and had a good reputation among his neighbors.
When they arrived outside A Ping's room, they saw a woman with heavy makeup walking out of it holding a piece of clothing. Ma Xiaoling frowned slightly and stepped aside to make way...
"Come back in two days and the other dress will be ready."
A Ping held a tape measure and sent the woman away nervously. Just as he was about to turn around and go back, he saw Ma Xiaoling again. He suddenly became more nervous and said stumblingly:
"Ms. Ma, do you...do you want to make clothes or do you have other things to do?"
Aping has been living in Jiajia Building, so he has naturally met Ma Xiaoling, but the two are not in the same neighborhood and have never spoken to each other. All he knows about Ma Xiaoling is that she is a beautiful woman who is the best friend of Wang Zhenzhen, the daughter of the building owner.
friend.
They didn't have any contact with each other on weekdays, but they suddenly met today. Although A Ping was dull, he knew that Ma Xiaoling must have come to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.
"Brother Aping, we are all old tenants here. I have heard that the clothes you make here fit well. I just wanted to come and have a look... Can I go in and see the clothes you have made?"
Ma Xiaoling looked around, then carefully looked at A Ping's face, and saw faintly
There was a cloud of black energy, and I couldn't help but feel something in my heart, secretly, something was going to happen.
As an exorcist dragon clan that has been passed down for thousands of years, the Ma clan has mastered countless Taoist techniques. Although Ma Xiaoling is not proficient in face-to-face communication, it is not difficult for her to see the changes in the fortunes of ordinary people.
Ordinary people carry black energy, which is definitely not a trivial matter. Once handled improperly, death may occur at any time.
"Oh... ok, Miss Ma, please... there are ready-made clothes inside, you can take a look at them as you like."
Ah Ping hurriedly called Ma Xiaoling in. No matter from which aspect, it was impossible for him to refuse Ma Xiaoling's visit.
When Ma Xiaoling and A Ping just entered the room, coughing sounds came from the room not far away, and then an old, hoarse voice came:
"Aping...has someone come? Nothing happened?"
Hearing this, Aping quickly put down the tape measure in his hand and said to the people in the room:
"Mom, it's okay. It's Miss Ma upstairs. We'll be fine here soon. You can rest first."
After finishing speaking, A Ping seemed a little embarrassed, and then whispered to Ma Xiaoling:
"Miss Ma, I'm sorry, my mother has been infected with cold in the past two days and is not in good health. Otherwise, we can look at the clothes another day."
A Ping and his mother have always been dependent on each other, and the tenants of Jiajia Building know this.
If Ma Xiaoling had seen this situation in the past, she would not have thought too much about it, but now that Su Cheng had reminded her and she had seen the black energy on A Ping's body, she would inevitably think more about it.
"Brother Aping, has aunt gone to see a doctor? I also know some medical skills, how about I go see aunt?"
Ma Xiaoling said tentatively, observing A Ping's expression.
Apart from tailoring clothes for others, Aping seldom interacted with others. In addition, there were rumors about Ping's mother in daily life, so Ma Xiaoling had to guess that there might be something wrong with Ping's mother.
"Then come with me, but the noise should be smaller so as not to disturb my mother."
After finishing speaking, A Ping walked towards the house with Ma Xiaoling, and then quietly opened the door in front of a room.
I saw that the room was very quiet, the optical fiber was a little dim, and an old woman was covered with a thin quilt, lying sideways on the bed, and there was no sound.
"Mother……"
A Ping called several times, but there was no sound, and then whispered to Ma Xiaoling:
"It seems that my mother has fallen asleep. Miss Ma should come back another day."
After saying that, without waiting for Ma Xiaoling's reply, she closed the door directly.
"That's okay, Brother Aping, I'll come back another day."
Ma Xiaoling said goodbye with a smile. After leaving A Ping's residence, her expression changed slightly. She had already noticed the problem at that moment of meeting.
Ping Ma's body in the room was stained with a faint aura of death, and she was obviously no longer alive. If she didn't deal with it immediately, something would definitely happen.