"Oh, okay!"
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The Nan family's car was a shabby little Austin sedan. When Nan Shaoqing sat in the driver's seat, the space suddenly became narrow and the car sank a lot.
Nan Xiaoxiao looked at her brother and said, "Brother, when I make money, I'll buy you a nice and spacious car."
Nan Shaoqing scratched his head and smiled innocently, "How could I ask you to buy a car?"
Nan Xiaoxiao looked at her brother and a smile appeared on her lips unconsciously. Before she came here, she was an orphan. She was picked up by her master and traveled around the country with him. Although her master was very good to her, she had also fantasized about having a father and brothers and sisters, and now it has really come true.
Cherish it well.
Wang Guiqin showed the way, and Nan Shaoqing drove to Wang Guiqin's house.
Her house is at No. 19 Fuxing Road. It is a small Western-style building with its own door and yard.
Nan Xiaoxiao got out of the car and looked around as usual. The feng shui of this house was auspicious.
When they stepped into the living room of the small western-style building, they saw a young Taoist priest lying on the floor. He was wearing a golden Taoist robe and was lying on his back. He looked like he had fainted, with half of his tongue sticking out.
He was still clutching a peach wood sword in his hand, and around him were broken incense burners and yellow talismans scattered on the ground.
He looks like a miserable man.
"Miss Nan San, you told me this morning that my son was going to commit suicide, so I rushed over. When I arrived, my son had cut his arms with a knife. He was about to cut his wrists, but luckily I arrived in time.
It's all my fault. I should have listened to you and gone to see you in the evening. I was confused at the time and didn't trust you.
After your reminder, I guessed that my son's abnormal behavior recently might be caused by evil spirits, so I asked someone to invite a Taoist priest to come.
As soon as the Taoist priest came in, he said that my house was haunted and began to set up an array and perform rituals to exorcise the ghost. But as he was about to start, my son rushed out with a bottle of wine and hit the Taoist priest unconscious, and then he ran out.
He said he was going to die, and even as a ghost he wouldn’t let me go. I looked everywhere for him…” Wang Guiqin cried as she spoke, “But I couldn’t find him. He doesn’t want me as his mother anymore, ah…”
"Okay, shut up and stop crying." Nan Xiaoxiao was annoyed, "The Taoist priest you hired, Ba Yu, is a liar. There is no ghost in your family.
Give me one of your son's belongings and his birthday as well."
Wang Guiqin hurried upstairs to her son's room and took down the little wooden puppet he had played with since he was a child. "My son is Li Mingsheng. He is ten years old this year. He was born on the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the third year of the Republic of China."
Nan Xixi took out a map of Jiangcheng from her Qiankun bag and spread it on the coffee table. She then casually placed the little puppet of Wang Guiqin's son on the map and lit three incense sticks. As the green smoke from the incense slowly floated up, she moved her lips slightly and seemed to be muttering something.
Gradually, green smoke surrounded the puppet, and the puppet began to move slowly on the map.
Wang Guiqin widened her eyes and held her breath.
Nan Shaoqing rubbed his eyes and looked again -
"Oh my god!" The Taoist priest lying on the ground woke up at some point and came over to see the scene, swallowing his saliva in shock.
The puppet stopped at a certain position on the map, and Nan䮹䮹 blew gently, and the incense went out.
She placed her hand on the puppet and said, "Let's go find him. He's near the old Pudong Port, at the eastern end of the South Street Hutong."
Nan Xiaoxiao stood up to leave. Taoist Xiang Mo touched the big bump on the back of his head and stood up, looking unhappy. "Hey, little girl, you are very pretty, but you are not good at your job. Are you stealing my business?"
Nan Xiaoxiao frowned, looked him over, and muttered, "Who told you not to be able to do it?"
This Taoist priest is quite handsome, with delicate skin and tender flesh. At first glance, he looks like a slick and slippery young man.
"Ignore him, let's go quickly, it's too late!" Wang Guiqin glared at the Taoist priest fiercely, "Waste."
After saying that, several people left in a hurry.
Xiang Mo was anxious. Ju Bo said he couldn't do it? He had to go over and see if this little girl could do it.
He shamelessly got into Nan Shaoqing's car.
Nan Shaoqing drove the car very fast, almost driving the wheels off, and finally arrived at the easternmost end of the South Street Hutong near Jiugang.
The area near Jiangcheng Old Port is an uninhabited area and quite messy. Almost all the people with the surname Qi nearby have moved away. The dilapidated houses are all thatched houses from the previous dynasty, and many of them have collapsed. There is no one here at night.
A few people got out of the car and heard a series of shrill and terrifying screams.
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