Master Swindler

The fat man was so scared that he almost had a diabetes collapse, his face pale and trembling turned his head to look at Lu Qingjia——

"Ka, Jia Jia, am I unable to wake up anymore?"

"If I can't wake up, you remember to burn more things for me during the Qingming Zhongyuan every New Year's Day. You have seen the price of the underworld. Burning paper once a year is definitely not enough. It’s up to you, brother, whether it’s delicious, spicy or poor."

Lu Qingjia smiled and said, "Well, people and ghosts have different paths, so I can count on doing my best." He said that he had to go in another direction.

The fat man hugged his thigh and cried: "You are so cruel, devil~~~"

Lu Qingjia dragged more than a hundred jin of meat to the bridge, kicked the fat man down, and then turned and fell down.

After waking up from the fall, the morning sun had been shining in through the screen windows.

The fat man bounced off the bed suddenly and touched his whole body: "It's alive and hot!"

That means that his money has not been cheated away at all. Seeing Lu Qingjia ignore him and get up to wash, the fat man reacted.

If this guy had no idea in his heart, he wouldn't throw away the counterfeit money bag without even looking at it. It would be a mess if he cared.

While breathing a sigh of relief, the fat man pulled the small box that Lu Qingjia had brought in with him, and inside it was a pile of paper-binding tools to prevent it.

Although basically useless, it's no wonder that this guy despised the old lady's family.

It was a bit disappointing when people came over armed and found that the enemy could be nailed to death with one spit.

But these are not important, because the fat man suddenly found out several wads of money under a pile of paper props. It was the man's 20,000 yuan and thousands of them on his body. A Rolex watch was also found in the corner.

Even when it came back to reality, the watch did not become a piece of paper. It was obviously the piece that Lu Qingjia bought for tens of thousands of dollars.

But isn't this thing being sold to that man?How did you come back?

The fat man rushed to the bathroom door excitedly and said to Lu Qingjia who was brushing his teeth: "How did you do it?"

Lu Qingjia didn't know anything about this guy's stupidity, and said: "How many times did the leather bag fall into my hands?"

"twice."

"It is known that the second opening is fake, then when did I steal the show?"

"The first time." The fat man replied, but he still couldn't understand the whole picture: "What about the watch?"

Lu Qingjia looked at this guy, wiped his face and acknowledged his fate: "Let's talk while eating breakfast."

The fried dough sticks in the kitchen today are crispy and fragrant.Soy milk is hand-milled by stone, and there is no need to waste manpower. Young guests who are used to seeing the stone mill in the garden will try to get started, and occasionally put a bucket of soaked soybeans next to it, and keep someone to finish the grinding.

After eating breakfast, Lu Qingjia said: "Then the owner is a childcare, you should be able to respond, right?"

The fat man nodded.

"This is actually just a bad street scam. It relies on the victim's greed, and the surprise plot arranged between the scammers. It is too late to think about people in their rhythm."

"Once someone really becomes greedy for that loss of money, they will start to have a guilty conscience from the moment the'owner' is found, and at this moment they will fall into the other party's rhythm. But I didn't expect it, you didn't think about greed That money was actually fooled."

The fat man murmured, "I didn't think about it because you were mixing up?"

Lu Qingjia continued: "The money in the bag that the liar gave me for the first time is real. After two losses, they should understand that I am different from you. I must be more cunning and vigilant. You have to pay for it."

"Generally, in this case, the money is in your own hands, which greatly reduces the deceiver's guard."

"When you go to the dark and pretend to divide the money, the illusion that the matter will end will make people's defensive heart to a minimum. At this time, the'owner' comes up again. Under the panic, under the cover of light, the person will prepare early. A good fake leather bag is exchanged with a leather bag that contains real money, and the deceived person whose attention is attracted by the'owner' can't find this moment at all."

"I thought the purse was still the purse, and then the other party hurriedly stuffed the money dropped by the'owner' into the wallet, and gave the purse to the other party for safekeeping as usual for the victim's heart."

"In fact, this behavior is a bargaining chip to increase the collateral. I guess they should have a special method to accurately find you, or find the holder of your soul coin. When I bought the watch, I was already stared at. Feeling on top."

The fat man exclaimed: "At that moment? Why don't I know?"

Seeing Lu Qingjia looking at him encouragingly with the look of'Don't struggle, fool, giving up is also a kind of bravery', the fat man wondered for a moment whether he was really suitable for life.

"Knowing the bargaining chips of all my belongings, they are just ready to prepare the right funds. If they are missing, I will definitely not bet on the watch."

"I also noticed when he took out the withdrawal ticket. The time was just ten minutes ago. How could it be so coincidental."

The fat man nodded again and again: "So you knew from the beginning that they were liars, so you would count them. The first time that person gave you the bag for safekeeping, you changed your money? What about the watch?"

"At the checkout, I asked Miss Paperman to give me another piece of paper Rolex as an extra." Lu Qingjia laughed: "When you find yourself being targeted, you don't think I will do nothing, do you?"

He spent tens of thousands of dollars, and dozens of pieces of paper-bound wristwatches were given away without pressure. Even the fellow Fatty didn't notice. The man naturally didn't think that Lu Qingjia had actually replaced a fake watch.

After listening to the fat man, he could only sigh that the world is sinister, and the underworld is hard to mix these years.

Lu Qingjia ignored him, this guy's only role now is to work as a strong man.

It was late summer and the weather was not so hot. Lu Qingjia started to organize a theme festival two years ago, which he organized in conjunction with the surrounding businesses and hotels.

Through the previous two publicity campaigns and the rave reviews from participating tourists, many young people in this city are already looking forward to activities.

This year's preparation plan, Lu Qingjia, has also been finalized early. At this time, it is beginning to be deployed, because the enthusiasm is very good for attracting investment. This year, the funds are relatively abundant and the scale is naturally larger.

The entire scenic area has been very busy lately. Even if you fight with ghosts and monsters at night, you still don't touch the ground during the day.

When the evening came to an end, Lu Qingjia went out to a tomb in Houshan, stood there for a long time with an unclear expression, and then returned home.

The fat man hurriedly served him food: "Where have you been, I am starving to death."

After dinner, he smiled flatteringly: "Jia Jia, don't you need me to go tonight?"

Lu Qingjia said: "It's up to you."

Before the joy of the fat man's face opened up, he heard him say again: "After eating so many times, the other party will know that my bone is not easy to chew even though he is stupid."

"I remember you said before that you can already see the old woman in reality? Are you sure she can't come out now?"

The fat man shuddered, yes, although the Yin City is full of ghosts, as long as he hypnotizes his normal heart, at least whether it is a ghost or a paper man, it is not intentionally scary.

This is the safest way to stay with Lu Qingjia.

The fat man is like a bereaved concubine: "When will I be headed these days?"

At night, the two of them were still the same as yesterday. The fat man watched Lu Qingjia fall asleep, and yelled to him twice but did not get a response, confirming that he was asleep, and then closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

As a result, I heard a noise from the bottom of the bed in a daze, like a knock on his heart.

The fat man opened his eyes agitatedly-

"Knocking! Knocking!" There was a crisp and slow tapping sound from the bottom of the bed.

The night breeze blew in through the window, lifting the white screen window, and the shadow of the leaves outside the window could be vaguely seen.

The environment outside the window, which was originally cool and suitable, suddenly appeared ghostly.

"Knocking! Knocking! Knocking!"

The fat man's entire hairs were erected, blood flowed back, goose bumps all over his body.

He stretched out half of his body cautiously and slowly leaned down to look at the bottom of the bed.

The goal is a leper head covered with sparse hair, as if feeling the fat man's sight.

The head slowly lifted up, revealing a face full of folds like orange peel, and the triangular eyes were filled with spiteful light.

The two faces looked at each other, and the stupid old woman grinned slowly, revealing the breath of black teeth and rotting mouse meat.

The fat man's scalp was numb, and his eyes were so wide that he watched the old woman crawl out of the bed slowly.

His body is rickety, his limbs are like dead branches that come alive, and he laughs at him.

"what----"

Lu Qingjia entered the dream state and waited for almost half an hour. He didn't wait for the fat man, nor was he in a hurry. Instead, he left the place without waiting.

He didn't get information in the name of shopping and consumption everywhere tonight. Instead, he just found a square with many people and sat down in a place with a good view to observe the ghosts coming and going.

The ghosts that appear here are all living in a stable life in the underworld.

White-collar workers, salesmen, civil servants, technicians, ghosts.

Bad ghost!

Lu Qingjia calmly looked at the ghost servants patrolling nearby. They wore the same uniforms as the ancient government officials, and they looked incompatible with the modern square.

There was no saber around his waist, and something similar to a truncheon was pinned.

These ghosts look arrogant, and the surrounding pedestrians try to hide as far as they can pass by. The crowded square, where the ghosts appear, will form a small vacuum zone.

Lu Qingjia saw them ordering late-night snacks at random in fast food restaurants and beverage shops, and they didn't pay for what they took. On the contrary, the boss was always smiling and pleased.

It can be seen that although the underworld is advancing with the times, many rules are different after all.

For example, pornography, gambling and drugs will not be banned here, just like the slogans on cigarettes before, because these things will no longer damage your health, but will create jobs and taxes. Lu Qingjia can even see packages of various drugs next to cigarette cabinets everywhere. Sales.

For example, although there is a report to the police, the ghosts must not be linked to the actual police. Their ghosts in the underworld, power and deterrence are probably the same as the feudal society thousands of years ago.

After sitting for a long time, Lu Qingjia got up, seemed to walk in this city carelessly, and deliberately came to some dark and dilapidated areas.

Sure enough, I saw a lot of homeless ghosts gathering.

They also don't have the posture of normal people. They have broken hands and feet, pierced their stomachs, and have swollen faces with their tongues hanging from their heads. They have all kinds of death methods and are forbidden to appear in front of the bustling city.

Seeing Lu Qingjia who was neatly dressed as an'upper person', envy and greed flashed in the eyes of these ghosts, but they did not attack.

Lu Qingjia understood very well that this kind of restraint is not about the noble character these ghosts maintain, but that they cannot or dare not.

Lu Qingjia walked to a few ghosts who had gathered together to have a good view of the dead, and held a dozen beers in his hand: "Can we chat together?"

When these ghosts saw the wine in his hand, they were naturally very welcome.

A group of people chatted for a long time, until Lu Qingjia got the information he wanted and got up and left until the beer was finished.

He took a taxi directly to a place this time, and the driver put him down and left with an ambiguous smile.

Standing at the intersection, you can feel that the whole street is inferior to others, and the atmosphere is full of temptation and desire. The billboards and posters outside the store are bold that you can't see.

Sexy girls dance in the glass showcase, all in all styles.

Lu Qingjia ignored the several old bustards, and walked all the way, and finally saw a drunken ghost chauffeur who was cautiously greeted in front of a massage shop.

Lu Qingjia showed a hunting smile and walked into the store.

The author has something to say:

Ghost Bad: Danger!

Fatty: Forget about me?