Crying Brothers: The Little Sister We Hate Is Actually a Bigshot Chapter 87

Chapter 87: Seeing a Ghost

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation      Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

After Ji Jing left, a furtive figure approached the bottom of the overpass.

It turned out that the fake Taoist priest returned to his booth again.

It's just that, when he came back this time, he looked around and confirmed that Ji Jing and the others had already left, and then immediately started packing up and leaving with the things from the booth.

“Hey, old Wei, where are you going in such a hurry?” The stall owner next door was very strange. He was far away and didn't hear the conversation at Wei Ming's booth just now. He only saw Wei Ming chatting with three people. Suddenly, he jumped three feet high and ran away, and now he packed up his things and left in a hurry.

“Stop talking! I met someone who is not easy to mess with today, I have to get ready to leave!” Wei Ming's tone was very exasperated.

“Ah? Isn't that old lady your regular customer? You were picked up by those two kids? Impossible?” The stall owner next door was a little amused, “Wei

Ming, tell me the truth, just those two young kids, Can it cause you trouble? Who are you lying to!”

“Don't think that she's an ordinary girl, I was really scared to death just now!” Wei Ming complained angrily. This ordinary person doesn't know how powerful Ji Jing is, how can he not know it!

He has been walking in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and he always knows that there are really capable people in this world, but most of those people don't have time to deal with fake Taoist priests like them.

I didn't expect to meet one today. This is really a ghost!

This person is gone, but who knows if he will come back to make trouble later, it's better to go first!

Wei Ming still had lingering fears when he remembered that he suddenly became a wooden man who couldn't speak or move.

“Okay, I won't talk to you so much, I really have to go, see you again.” Wei Ming closed the stall as soon as he said that, pushed up the cart and was about to leave.

The stall owner next door hurriedly stopped him, “Hey! You are leaving, old Taoist priest. Can you still make the order that you promised me last time? My cousin really has a little money. This order is not small!”

Wei Ming was taken aback when he heard this, and suddenly remembered, yes, the last time the stall owner next door told him that his cousin's family had encountered some ghosts and wanted him to exorcise them.

Wei Ming agreed immediately at the beginning, but within a few days he had his eye on the old lady's big fish, so he accidentally forgot about it.

Wei Ming considered carefully.

The old lady's order was wasted so much effort, but he didn't make any money

in the end. The cousin's order just happened to earn back the money. He just wanted to get back the money, so he didn't do anything wrong, right?

As long as the bill is paid back, he will leave immediately. If he is a Taoist priest or not, he will change his career at worst.

So, Wei Ming made up his mind, “Do it! Of course, you give me your sister's address.”

The stall owner next door smiled knowingly. He knew that Wei Ming could not do without this business to make money. He tore out the address he had already written from the notebook and handed it to Wei Ming, “This is it.”

He made an agreement with Wei Ming on this order, and the fee was 28 cents. It would be best if Wei Ming didn't leave. If he left, he would have to find someone else.

Wei Ming looked at the address. It turned out to be a private house in the old district in the east of the city.

The stall owner next door added: “My cousin is at home right now. If you're in a hurry, you can go now. Finish early.”

Wei Ming has pretended to be a Taoist priest for so many years, but it's not that he doesn't know anything about Taoism. Usually, when he takes on such haunted matters, he at least has the basic common sense of divination.

However, today he was anxious to win the order, and then ran away. As a

result, he didn't even do the most basic divination, so that he rushed over.

He parked the cart outside the courtyard gate, walked into the courtyard alone, and knocked on the door.

“Is anyone there?” Wei Ming asked.

As soon as he opened the door, he found that the door was open, but there was no light inside, and it was pitch black.

This place seems to be extraordinarily gloomy and cold. Even the setting sun seems to be cut off from the temperature, and it can only illuminate a small area at the door.

What's the situation? Wei Ming thought suspiciously, isn't this a simple haunting commission after moving?

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