Otherworldly Merchant

My nerves tightened again, staring dead at the wall, and the heavenly whip pinched in my hand.

Looks like the willow branches don't work, I'm just going to use the heavenly whip!

Inside, I seem to hear a sound of sutra and burglary. And the confused chanting sounds didn't seem to come from the walls, but from downstairs.

I glanced at Li Mazi and showed Li Mazi to the balcony.

Li Mazi walked to the balcony and looked down in awe.

Not to look, Li Mazi had an accident. He just opened his mouth and couldn't say a word, as if he saw something incredible.

The next second, Li Mazi turned up on the balcony and was ready to jump!

I was stunned by the cold sweat on my head, and although this is the second floor of the villa and I can't die, falling poorly can become a cripple, and I can't take care of myself for the rest of my life.

My eyes hurried and I rushed up without hesitation and grabbed Li Mazi: “What the fuck are you doing? To hell with it. ”

Li Mazi returned to God at this moment and looked at me in horror: "Brother Zhang Jia, head... human head. ”

“What head?” I took a strange look at Li Mazi and followed his fingers.

And at first glance, I instantly got goose bumps.

I had no idea there was a man outside the villa with his head hanging in the air and a tiger staring at us!

The man's head was still alive, staring into a large pair of eyes, reading words in his mouth, and the sound of reading the Scriptures came from his mouth. He's got a lot of black patterns on his face, and I don't know what that means. My hair was up, my eyes were spicy, and I was panicking.

But I couldn't help but think of a strange idea that I wanted to jump out and stop that head.

Though you know you can fall alive and die jumping, your body simply flips onto the balcony uncontrollably.

Luckily, Li Mazi was awake and hurried to hold me from behind: "Zhang Jia Xiao, wake up! ”

“Heavenly whip. Heavenly whip.” I was scared to death.

“Don't you have it?” Li Mazi said.

I immediately grabbed the heavenly whip and smoked it towards the head of the sky.

The man's head was quick to hide and his blinking kung fu flew away.

I was still shocked and rushed to lock all the doors and windows of the entire villa. I know what I just encountered, it was a flyhead down, the head of the legendary ten evil tricks in Thailand: flyhead down!

Legend has it that Thai wizards love to practice a magic technique called ‘head down'. The head down technique is very cruel. If you get the other person's hair or blood, you can drop it down and let the other person have a trick in their stomach, a steel nail in their body and so on. In short, life is not as good as death.

And the most powerful of these is flying heads down.

It is said that after practicing a wizard with a flying head down can separate his head from his body, fly out and suck blood, and take a full seven, seven, 49 days of blood, this magic technique can be practiced, and then he can fly his head out and fall as he pleases.

Many people in Thailand planted banana trees in their yards and pulled wire fences on the walls in order to prevent them from falling on their heads.

I didn't expect the other party to work so hard to harm the mistress, even the Thai wizard is here!

Usually they use flying heads down, but they're all big wizards, and this grandson really has a blood book.

As soon as I saw my head down, I had an incredibly firm conviction in my heart that, in any case, I didn't care.

We should have just dropped our heads just to warn us, let's not get too busy. If he really wants to do this to us, I and Li Mazi alone will never see enough, minutes will be miserable for each other.

So I turned around and said to Li Mazi, “Get out of here. We can't handle this. ”

However, Li Mazi ignored me at all, just staring at the sofa.

I immediately looked over at Li Mazi's eyes, and at that, I freaked out again.

On the sofa, sitting neatly with a nigger and a few beautiful women in golden skirts, behind our backs watching a movie.

From the back, the ghosts that appeared in my dream last night!

Shit, these guys actually escaped again...

They don't move, they don't mean to hurt us, they just want to scare us away. You should have come down here to give them the courage.

I dragged Li Mazi's clothes and walked out of the villa with my bare hands.

When I walked to the door, I suddenly noticed something was wrong because I could hear a lot of footsteps coming from behind me, and now I slowly turned my head and glanced at the corner of my eyes.

At first glance, I was stunned with goose bumps. Because I actually saw those ghosts sitting on the couch, and they were following me right now, with their mouths hanging with a cold smile, and they were walking in a stiff place.

As long as we walk out of the villa, they will definitely follow us.

Shit, what do we do? What do we do? I was scorched, like a fire burning in my heart, tormented.

Lead nigger, grinning his teeth at me. Hey, smile, I saw his throat full of bruises.

The woman behind me, she laughed at me, revealing two sharp fangs.

Faced with these ‘international friends', I finally bit my teeth and decided not to go out like this. Because if I go out, they'll haunt me forever, and I don't want to be haunted by a few ghosts forever!

I held my fear and sat down on the sofa. Li Mazi stared at me with a stunned look.

I had to shoot the couch next to it and let Lee sit next to me.

Li Mazi didn't quite understand my behavior, but he didn't dare to mess around either, so he sat beside me in a grievance.

I continued to stare at the TV with a god, and those ghosts simply stood behind me watching the TV and occasionally bent over and cracked their mouths and smiled at me.

Shit, why are these ghosts so cheap? Why are you so cheap? I would have done it if I hadn't been scared of falling off my head.

Luckily, they seemed to really just try to scare me, didn't do anything to me all night, and after dawn, they just disappeared.

Without the danger, I dragged Li Mazi and was ready to leave.

But Li Mazi was frightened, shivering: “Brother Zhang Jia... my legs are cramped, hurry... carry me. ”

I see his crotch - it's all wet and his urine is very shameful. I didn't like it, but I carried him back.

Halfway through, the mistress called and asked me how the situation was handled.

I slapped my face and scolded each other, saying that you must have something to hide from me. The other even went down, how could it be for a small villa?

I almost died in your house last night. I can't take care of this job. Please be smart!

The mistress also tried to blackmail me with rude things, and I yelled directly at the phone: “If you can, let the police take me away now. ”

By my words, she did admit that she was a lot more respectful, and begged me to help her anyway.

I sighed and said, "I can't help you, Thailand. Can't you just drop your head? Can I handle this with a little pussy merchant? You'd better go to Thailand and ask the high priest to surrender! And I found the location of the shadow, and you brought the shadow with you, and you might have a chance to live. ”

The mistress hastily asked me to wait for him at the villa. I said I had gone back to the store, I must find an antique shop!

This time, the hostess did not come alone, but also brought a very literate middle-aged man, a tall, thin man with an arrogant eye.

He told me his name was Xia Jie, he was the provincial leader, didn't tell me the exact job title, just told me what the difficulties were in the future, go ahead and find him.

I'm a good boy, so loud, at first glance unusual.

But I didn't have to be afraid of him, so I opened the door and said, "What are you hiding from me? Now that the other side has blood, you must have blood feuds, right? ”

Xia Jie hesitated and said a little embarrassed: "Little brother, can we talk privately? ”

I glanced at Li Mazi. “Don't worry, they're all one of us. ”

Xia Jie nodded and didn't say much, but briefly told us what had happened.

It turns out that this villa area, formerly an old house from the '60s and' 70s, houses some elderly people.

But then came the Singapore real estate agent, who invested more than a billion dollars, vowed to build a beautiful villa complex, and these old houses were naturally to be demolished.

As a result, the elderly people here were reluctant to demolish, became nail houses, and the leaders persuaded them to succeed in their efforts. They had to hire police officers and headserpents. The groundsnake accidentally killed an old man while forcing the owner.

And the old man, the father of the former owner of the villa.

At the time, Xia Jie, the leader, feared that things would be too big to affect him, and promised to give them a villa to keep things down for a while.

Later, Xia Jie raised a mistress and wanted to find a place for her to stay, naturally remembering the villa.

Anyway, the other party didn't have a real estate certificate, so Xia Jie simply got greedy and kicked the previous owner out.

Maybe that's why they hate each other and want revenge at all costs?

Hearing Jake say that, I jumped like Ray. Shit, I knew it. Killing me wasn't part of it. This bully is too much, right?

Forget about me, even Li Mazi, who has always looked at money as if it were cold, said that we really can't handle this, go to the Thai monks.

Xia Jie spent a long time smoking and said he regretted it too. He didn't want the villa. If he returned the villa now, it wouldn't be a problem would it?

I said if they don't keep tracking you, if they don't keep giving you your heads down, you'll be fine.

Xia Jiesong sighed and took a fortune out of her purse and handed it to me: "Okay! I'm sorry to bother you with this, but it's hard work for both of you, and I hope it sucks in my heart. ”

It's not much money, it's about 100,000.

Anyway, the money stays in their hands and will be squandered, and I will take it all. Angry hostess bites her teeth off and says I can't do it.

I haven't seen Jake since. He hasn't looked for me. I guess it's over, huh?

However, this is far from over.

About a month later, Li Mazi found me and looked nervous, carrying something in his arms.

I wonder what's going on with Li Mazi, don't you think you can rob a bank? Is that money in your pocket?

Li Mazi hey hey smile said: "Zhang Jia Xiao, guess what? If you come to this door, you can't hide. ”

After that, Li Mazi photographed what was in his arms on the table. I looked at it and found it to be a newspaper.

A newspaper, so mysterious, really obeyed him.

But when I read the headlines in the paper, I had to clap my hands quickly, and lament how timely it was.

According to the newspaper, one of the authorities led Xia Jie to jump and die, and the place where they jumped was the villa they stole it from.

The reason for the jump is unknown, but Xiajie's mistress was found in the villa.

When the mistress was found, she was about to slit her wrist with broken glass and was sent to the hospital to rescue her, and she went mad. Crazy, nonsense, saying that ghosts are hurting her all day, even directly admitting that she pushed Xiajie.

Because the mistress is insane, she is not criminally responsible.

The police also found a confession in Xiajie's pocket of clothes, which is probably how much money he's been greedy, how much privacy he's used and how many people he's hurt over the years. As a result, he died without peace, and a series of things were involved that led to a lot of greed-officials being uprooted.

After reading the paper, I laughed dumbly.

Looks like we were right to ignore the Buddha.

Later, the villa was uninhabited. Some say it's a haunted house, the TV often turns itself on in the middle of the night, and there are laughs from men and women, and it never sells, even the whole villa area is about to be cleaned up...

A Buddha, involving so many official-field scum, I'd rather have more of these shady things in China.

The ancients said well, when officials are not in charge of the people, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes.

The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. It is a double-edged sword, well danced, loved by the people, Vancouver.

Bad dance can only be suicide by swinging a sword. Long live the stench.

No one can escape this ancient rule, even if you are more powerful, there will be a day to fight back!