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"If you are willing to help, it is naturally the best thing."

Hearing a few people take the initiative to speak, no matter if they are sincere or fake, Lin Jiuying will naturally not miss this opportunity.

What happened in the grocery store was somewhat sudden, and he didn't expect to encounter such a thing as ghosts playing mahjong before he came.

Turning her head and looking at the direction of the mahjong table, Lin Jiuying opened her mouth and explained to a few people.

"Next, I'm going to open a altar in the grocery store, reason with the ghosts, and see if I can get them out of the store."

"What if these ghosts don't want to go, Daoist?"

Following the direction Lin Jiuying pointed, he glanced at the direction of the living room.

Because they didn't open their eyes, several Chinese couldn't see the three ghosts at the mahjong table, but the atmosphere in front of them was enough to make them tremble.

"So, I need everyone's help later, prepare a bowl of rooster blood and willow branches for me. Let's bow first and then soldiers. If everything goes well, it is naturally the best, but if these ghosts don't want to let go, then don't blame me for not letting go. You're welcome."

Lin Jiuying's remarks undoubtedly gave a few people some confidence. They gathered up the courage to look at the old money playing cards at the mahjong table, and asked again hesitantly.

"Master, what if you drive these ghosts out of the grocery store and they get entangled with other stores in our Chinatown?"

They were talking about other people in Chinatown, but in fact, what they were worried about was what they would do if they were entangled by ghosts.

"As the saying goes, people are afraid of ghosts for three points, and ghosts are afraid of people seven points. Generally, only people with extreme bad luck or bad luck will be entangled by ghosts, so you don't have to worry too much. If you are really afraid, wait for it to be dealt with. After finishing the affairs in the grocery store, I will give you a few spells for free, and stick them on the door when you go back, so that ordinary ghosts will not dare to use them."

"If that's the case, that's even better."

After hearing Lin Jiuying's repeated reassurances, several Chinese people were relieved, and then they hurriedly prepared rooster blood and willow branches according to what he had explained.

"Master, you wait here, we will prepare immediately."

"Who of you know where there are roosters?"

"Of course I went to the restaurant to find it. I remember that there is a chicken pot in the Jixiang Building. It should be no problem to ask them for a bowl of chicken blood."

"If I remember correctly, there are a few willow trees by the Chao Phraya River..."

With the departure of a few Chinese in Chinatown who followed, only Lin Jiuying and Lao Qian were left in the whole grocery store.

Of course, this is not counting the three ghosts on the mahjong table.

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"master."

Walking to the mahjong table, Ah Hao stopped and turned to look at Lin Jiuying behind him.

Seeing himself nodded slightly.

Then he took a deep breath, stretched out his hand tremblingly and patted Lao Qian's shoulder, swallowed and said, "I'm so lucky."

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"of course."

In front of the mahjong table, Lao Qian was rubbing mahjong, and when he heard the sound coming from above his head, he grinned and replied casually.

"Otherwise, count me as one."

"That won't work, I'm very lucky, why..."

Hearing that the other party was going to intervene, Lao Qian himself was a little unhappy. He shook his head and said something, but in the middle of the sentence, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and when he turned his head, he saw a young man standing there. Pulling behind him, he pulled the corner of his mouth to reveal an ugly smile at himself.

"Who is your kid, and why did you appear in my shop?!"

Looking at Ah Hao standing behind him, Lao Qian asked in hindsight.

He was fascinated by ghosts, and even if he found a stranger in the grocery store, his hands were still reluctant to leave the mahjong table.

"I came to find you with my master."

At close range, Ah Hao saw the appearance of the three ghosts playing mahjong with Lao Qian more clearly.

From his point of view, an aunt with an open head can be seen on the **** head, and the brains of Bai Huahua can be seen continuously flowing out of the wound, while on the other side, a dark-skinned middle-aged man with a stab in his chest With a machete, it swayed with the action of rubbing mahjong.

The most exaggerated one is the old ghost sitting opposite Lao Qian.

With a big mouth, the whole tongue drooped directly on the mahjong table, and every time he rubbed his palms, the mahjong was stained with saliva on his tongue.

With the appearance of the three ghosts in front of him, if Ah Hao hadn't been prepared in his heart, he might have already cried out.

But even so, he was extremely regretful at the moment. He knew that after opening his eyes, he could see so clearly that he could even see the ghost's appearance when he died. He would not let the master open his eyes for him if he said anything.

Here, Ah Hao looked at the dead faces of several mahjong ghosts and was speechless.

On the other side, hearing his words, Lao Qian, who was sitting at the mahjong table, turned his head with some doubts. Seeing Lin Jiuying standing not far away, the originally fascinated mind seemed to wake up a little, and he patted his head. , suddenly said: "Look at my memory, I have already agreed to go back to the airport to pick up your master and apprentice, but one accidentally played mahjong and became fascinated, and I forgot about the connection to the machine."

"You're not just as simple as playing mahjong."

Hearing what Lao Qian said, Ah Hao glanced at the three ghosts on the mahjong table and silently added in his heart.

"Everyone, why don't you leave today."

After speaking, Lao Qian looked back at the three ghosts at the mahjong table, and said.

And as the words of Lao Qian disbanded, Ah Hao saw with his own eyes the three ghosts who were silently rubbing mahjong on the mahjong table~www.readwn.com~ The heartbeat immediately began to jump wildly.

"Why, old money, you want to receive money when you win."

"In order to play mahjong with you, Aunt Tai didn't even get out of school.

With gloomy faces, they all looked at the old money at the mahjong table, and said in a gloomy tone.

In Ah Hao's ears, the voices of several mahjong ghosts were gloomy and terrifying, but there seemed to be no problem in Lao Qian's ears.

He glanced at the mahjong tiles in his hand with some embarrassment, then looked back at Lin Jiuying who was not far away, and said hesitantly: "This is not a customer from the store, this friend of mine has not seen each other for almost decades. , I finally invited him to Thailand this time. As the host, I have to say hello. It is rude to leave people at the airport and let them find them by themselves. This time I can't continue to leave them aside. Watch me play mahjong with you."

Although Lao Qian's explanation was reasonable, the three ghosts at the mahjong table obviously didn't listen to it.

As his voice fell, Ah Hao could see clearly that the expressions on the faces of these ghosts had become more and more gloomy.