Ye Zhengyong was stunned for a moment, then patted his head and said: "I'm sorry, Wen...Zhong, this is also a bad habit of mine. I'm used to calling each other brother and brother, and I can't change it even for a while.
"
Wen Zhong said: "Well, the timing of your coming here is not very lucky. I have just prepared to renovate my place, so I won't entertain you."
"It's all small things. The ancients used the heaven and earth as their home, the sun and the moon as their blankets. It's enough for you and me to have a roof to shelter from the wind and rain." Ye Zhengyong said with a smile, but his face was still a little pale.
After saying that, he sat on the ground, and the people following him also sat around him. Suddenly, the open space in front of the safe house was completely filled with people.
Yan Duo frowned when he saw this, and was about to go forward and say something, but was stopped by Wen Zhong. He looked at Ye Zhengyong with twinkling eyes, and finally let Xiao Xiaoye go.
"What are you?" Ye Zhengyong asked slightly surprised when he saw this.
"Do you think of me as a kidnapper who wants ransom? But my place is relatively small. Please ask your men to wait for you nearby, otherwise I'm worried that the neighbors will report me later."
After Wen Zhong finished speaking, he took out a chair from nowhere and threw it over. Then Huangshan suddenly stepped forward, caught the chair firmly and placed it behind Ye Zhengyong.
"Thank you very much."
With that said, Ye Zhengyong rubbed Xiao Xiaoye's little head dotingly, and then he asked others to take Xiao Xiaoye away from here first.
After a while, the front door of the safe house became much clearer.
"I thought you would make things difficult for me." Ye Zhengyong showed a self-deprecating smile on his face: "Thank you very much. It seems that I am judging a gentleman with a villain's heart."
"Making things difficult? Why would I make things difficult for you?" Wen Zhong said.
"Don't you know the conflict between the Ye family and the Ghost Controller headquarters?" Ye Zhengyong was surprised, but he soon calmed down: "The relationship between the Ye family and the headquarters is not harmonious, alas.
, are all old things and not worth mentioning."
Since the other party obviously didn't want to talk, Wen Zhong didn't bother to ask anything. As long as the conflict between Ye's family and the headquarters didn't burn to him, he wouldn't bother to care about it.
But then again, this Ye Zhengyong dared to entrust his daughter to him. You must know that he is an Interpol police officer with a good background. I don't know if he is arrogant or has other agendas.
Seemingly seeing Wen Zhong's doubts, Ye Zhengyong said: "Wen Zhong, you should also be curious about why I entrusted Xiao Xiaoye to you. Actually..."
"Stop it, I have no interest in this. This is purely a transaction. You hurry up and get the gold." Wen Zhong waved his hand and said, "When the things are delivered, you can go back to where you came from."
"Deal?" Ye Zhengyong smiled: "I like this word. The bond of interest is always much stronger than the relationship between family ties and blood ties. What do you think, Wen Zhong?"
Wen Zhong said: "I still know."
Ye Zhengyong didn't mind either. He stood up and came to Wen Zhong. He lowered his voice and said, "Then I have another deal here. I wonder if Wen Zhong will be interested in it?"
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested." Wen Zhong refused without hesitation: "I can't finish my own affairs, and now I have no time to do other transactions."
As soon as these words came out, Ye Zhengyong was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that Wen Zhong would refuse so decisively and completely.
"It's better to listen to it first, and then judge whether to reject it based on the content of the transaction." Ye Zhengyong said again.
"I'm just worried that after hearing the contents of the transaction, it will be difficult for me to refuse." Wen Zhong said: "You know who I am... huh? What is it you are holding in your hand?"
Ye Zhengyong is holding a piece of yellow paper in his hand. Through the back, you can see that the front of the paper is filled with dense words.
Instantly he remembered that before the thinking ghost incident broke out, he seemed to have received something similar to this yellow paper.
It seemed like...a letter asking for help.
He remembered that there were only two words written on the letter - help. The font was scarlet and square. It was obvious that the person who wrote the letter had strong calligraphy skills, and it also looked very strange.
Wen Zhong looked at the yellow paper in Ye Zhengyong's hand with twinkling eyes and began to analyze it calmly.
Ye Zhengyong squinted his eyes and said softly: "Wen Zhong, have you ever seen this yellow paper?"
"No, I'm just curious that something you can hold in your hands might be extraordinary." Wen Zhong said lightly.
Out of caution, he still concealed the existence of the yellow paper letter. Of course, Wen Zhong also changed his mind. He now wanted to see what medicine was hidden in the gourd of the third generation of the Ye family.
"This is a cursed letter. No matter what is written on it, no matter who receives the letter, the life of the person who receives the letter will enter a one-month countdown."
Ye Zhengyong's voice became colder and colder: "King of Hell post, this is the honorific title given to this yellow paper letter by ghost controllers during the Republic of China. No matter who you are or where you are, as long as you receive this yellow paper letter, you will
He will definitely die."
As soon as these words came out, Wen Zhong's expression suddenly changed, he was silent for a moment and asked: "You mean you are now cursed by this yellow paper letter?"
"I didn't think it was credible at first, but after many verifications, I found that this yellow paper letter was related to a supernatural place."
A supernatural place?
Wen Zhong raised his eyebrows and waited for the other party's next words, but Ye Zhengyong fell into silence, just carefully looking at the yellow paper letter in his hand.
"Ping'an Inn." After a short silence, Ye Zhengyong suddenly said: "It is said that all yellow paper letters come from there, and there are more than that."
"This yellow paper can guarantee that the person who receives this letter will not die within a month, but will definitely die after it expires, so this letter is called the King of Hell's Poster."
When Wen Zhong heard the words "Ping'an Inn", a wave of excitement surged deep in his heart. He never expected to hear news about Ping'an Inn from the third generation of the Ye family.
If what Ye Zhengyong said is true, then many things that happened before are worthy of careful scrutiny.
"Is there any connection between the yellow paper letter announcing the date of death and Baiyang Village in the second stage of the ghost sacrifice ceremony?" Wen Zhong fell into a brief silence.
"If what he said is true, then I only have a few days left in my life, and there are only a few days left to start the second stage of the ghost sacrifice ceremony. Is this a coincidence or a necessity?"
"No, these are just one-sided words from the third generation of the Ye family. I didn't feel any supernatural traces on that yellow paper letter. This alone is a big loophole."
Just when Wen Zhong was deep in thought.
Ye Zhengyong was constantly playing with the yellow paper in his hand, with a strange look in his eyes. His eyes kept wandering over the characters written on the yellow paper letter.
Suddenly, he suddenly said: "If Wen Zhong, you are interested in Ping An Inn, I can give you a piece of relevant information. This is a secret that is not even included in the headquarters."
As soon as these words came out, Wen Zhong narrowed his eyes slightly. He had already roughly understood. Through what the other party said and the information Fang Diyuan once had, he knew the purpose of this yellow paper letter.
This is an invitation to a supernatural place, or it can be said to be a medium to enter a supernatural place.
If this was the case, then he estimated that the role of this yellow paper letter was not protection, but a different kind of screening.
After thinking about it, Wen Zhong still planned to refuse the deal. He didn't want to cause trouble before the second stage of the ghost sacrifice ceremony. Besides, he had a back-up plan. Zhao Jian had already gone to Baiyang Village to investigate. If nothing else happened, I'm afraid this would happen.