Lin Xi looked him over strangely. "This isn't a miracle drug; it's just ordinary herbal tea."
Zhou Yaozong laughed awkwardly, "Haha, the herbal tea brewed by the master is extraordinary, completely different from ordinary herbal tea, it tastes extremely good."
Ji Heng specifically instructed that whatever the master said was right, and whatever the master did was right.
The master is swayed by flattery, not force; as long as the money is right, he'll be happy.
Zhou Yaozong looked thoroughly satisfied. "This is the most delicious water I've ever drunk in my life."
Lin Xi: "..."
There's no need to force praise if you can't find the right words; Ji Heng's brainwashing skills are truly impressive.
She coughed lightly. "Let's get down to business."
"Okay, sure."
Zhou Yaozong nervously rubbed his hands. "Master, this is what happened. Two days ago, I discovered that my son hadn't come home at night, and he wasn't answering his phone. I sent people to look for him, but they couldn't find him anywhere."
Lin Xi asked, "That's it?"
“That’s it,” Zhou Yaozong said weakly. “Although Junjie has a bit of a temper, he would never ignore my calls. That’s really strange.”
Ji Heng added, "Boss, I met Zhou Junjie two days ago. He was full of energy and invited me to a car model exhibition."
Zhou Yaozong was shocked, "What car model?! How can Junjie, at such a young age, go to a place like this?"
Ji Heng's lips twitched. "Uncle Zhou, it's a car model. What are you thinking?"
Zhou Yaozong smiled sheepishly, "Haha, please continue."
Ji Heng tried hard to recall, "I like figurines, but I'm not interested in car models, so I didn't go."
"The next day, Zhou Junjie disappeared."
Zhou Yaozong nodded, "Master, that should be it. I'm busy with work and don't know much about Junjie's situation."
"Master, I only have one son. If something happens to Junjie, how will I live?"
"Calm down, calm down," Lin Xi said calmly. "Judging from your children's palace, Zhou Junjie is fine for now."
"Oh, I'm relieved," Zhou Yaozong said. "For now!!"
Lin Xi quickly calculated with her fingers, "It's fine for now, but things might change later."
Zhou Yaozong panicked instantly, "Master, please save Junjie, I'll pay any price."
He took out a card and handed it to Lin Xi, saying, "This is just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it, Master."
Lin Xi refused to accept the money, saying, "We'll settle the bill later; let's find someone first."
Pricing should be based on the difficulty of the task; the rules cannot be broken.
She said, "Give me a strand of your hair."
Zhou Yaozong pulled out a clump of hair. "Master, is that enough? If not, I'll pull out a couple more."
That's enough.
Lin Xi took out a tracking talisman and wrapped it around the strand of hair.
The tracking talisman automatically burned, turning into a wisp of smoke that slowly drifted into the air.
Lin Xi looked up at the sky. "Found it. It's in an exhibition hall. Let's go."
Ji Heng and Qian Fugui shouted at the same time, "I'll go get the car."
The two glared at each other and then turned their heads away.
"Hmph! Boss, get in my car."
"Hmph! Master, get in my car."
Lin Xi glanced at them and said, "Just take the ghost bus. The traffic in Beijing is so bad during rush hour. By the time you get there, Zhou Junjie's body will be cold."
For ordinary events, ride in a human-powered vehicle; for special events, ride in a ghost vehicle; in times of crisis, ride in a spaceship.
"A ghost carriage!" Ji Heng and Qian Fugui's legs went weak. "Where do we ride the ghost carriage?"
"here."
Lin Xi made a hand seal, and the entire room suddenly darkened, revealing a yellow and white hearse in front of everyone.
"Hi, hearse number 1399 is at your service."
Qian Fugui was shocked. "Holy crap! Where did that ghost car come from?"
Lin Xi explained simply, "The ghost train travels along the ghost path, and the cemetery is the stop."
Qian Fugui's mouth dropped open. "There's a cemetery below the Divine Calculation Hall!"
"In the five thousand years of Chinese history, which place hasn't seen people die?" Lin Xi got into the passenger seat first. "Those who want to go, get in the car; those who don't, stay here."
"Go! Go! Go!"
Qian Fugui, Ji Heng, and Zhou Yaozong sat in the back seat trembling, knowing that following the master was the right thing to do.
The ghost driver smirked, "Hearse number 1399 has accepted the order. Passengers, please fasten your seatbelts, do not scream, and do not urinate or defecate anywhere."
"Hold on tight, let's go!"
...
An exhibition hall.
Zhou Junjie crouched under the bed, trembling uncontrollably, clutching a yellow talisman tightly in his palm. "Waaah, Ji Heng, thank goodness for your talisman."
During the last Ouija board incident, he was so scared that he wet his pants and almost died. At the critical moment, Ji Heng saved his life with a yellow talisman.
Zhou Junjie was constantly worried about encountering ghosts, so he shamelessly begged Ji Heng for a talisman.
In the end, he spent one million to buy this amulet.
Thump thump thump—!
A strange knocking sound came from outside the door. Zhou Junjie covered his mouth tightly, afraid of making a sound.
He happily attended the car show and took a nap in the lounge, only to wake up like this.
The room was pitch black, and screams, footsteps, and knocking could be heard from outside from time to time.
Zhou Junjie was terrified and cleverly hid under the bed.
He had seen many zombie movies, and the best hiding place was under the bed.
Time ticked by, and for Zhou Junjie, each day felt like an eternity.
So cold, so hungry, so tired...
Zhou Junjie felt dizzy, but the warmth from the yellow talisman helped him regain some clarity.
He muttered to himself, "I can't faint. Dad will definitely come to save me, and Ji Heng will come to save me too..."
Thump thump thump, thump thump thump!
The knocking grew louder and louder as it approached, suggesting that someone or some ghost outside would soon be knocking on the door.
Zhou Junjie suddenly remembered that the door was unlocked. He had bought a new model car and was so excited that he hadn't locked the door.
Now a fatal problem lies ahead.
Go outside and lock the door?
Or should we not go out?
"Ahhh! Help!!"
A sharp female voice rang out, and Zhou Junjie quickly lay down, biting his lower lip tightly.
The door creaked open from the outside, and hurried footsteps grew closer.
Someone, or a ghost, has come in!
A chilling wind swept down his neck, causing Zhou Junjie to shiver uncontrollably, his mind screaming in despair.
Don't come any closer!
Please don't come any closer!
Just when he feared it, Zhou Junjie felt a pat on the back of his foot, and a sticky sensation spread throughout his body.
He instinctively pulled his foot back and glanced behind him.
A disheveled woman stared blankly at him, her hands stained with bright red blood.
She stood in the darkness, like a ruthless executioner.
"Aaaaaah!!!"
"Aaaaaah!!!"
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