Chapter 8 Less Trouble is Better
The first night in the rental house passed like this.
Liu Lang hadn't been to the wreath shop to help for two days. He had just rented a house and spent all his savings, and when he was in urgent need of money, Liu Lang couldn't care about the estrangement between him and the old man, and ran to the wreath shop.
The old man found an unreliable Taoist priest and almost killed himself, and even the wreath shop suffered.
Liu Lang originally wanted to settle accounts with the old man, but he didn't want to get it after he turned his face. So, Liu Lang decided to ignore the previous suspicions.
When I came to the wreath shop again, the old man was packing up his things, and for two whole days, the wreath shop that had been smashed was almost cleaned up.
Liu Lang came to the old man Hua with a smile on his face, helped him fiddle with the wreath, and said with a flattering smile: "Uncle Hua, I'll help you clean it up." ”
The old man glanced at Liu Lang fiercely, ignored him, sent the wreath in his hand to him, and turned his head to fiddle with the burning paper.
The two spent more than an hour in this silent world, and the old man finally couldn't help but speak.
"I said Liu Lang, you kid is okay, you ran faster than anyone else that night, and you don't care about my old bones at all."
Listening to the tone of the old man Hua, he seemed to be full of resentment.
Liu Lang hurriedly said, "Uncle Hua, aren't you good?" Blame that Wu Banxian, the next time you meet him, you have to break his legs. ”
Hearing Liu Lang mention Wu Banxian, the old man shook his head again and again, and sighed: "Hey, it's only because I have no eyes, I didn't expect to find such a person, but fortunately, that female ghost just wanted to play tricks on us, otherwise it would be ......."
As he was talking, the old man suddenly seemed to remember something, suddenly put the burning paper in his hand on the table, quickly picked up the mobile phone, and said in a loud voice: "Oh no, I forgot, the customer has been urging the video for several days, saying that if they don't give it to them today, they will come directly to the door to get it." ”
Old man Hua was dialing the number, Liu Lang snatched his mobile phone over, glared and shouted, "Uncle Hua, you don't want to live anymore?" It's not that you don't know what's in the video, so you're going to give it to someone like this? ”
When the old man heard this, he immediately reacted, and looked at Liu Lang with a sad face: "Then, what do you say?" ”
"What to do? What else can I do? Let's just say we didn't record it at all. ”
"So, what about the money?"
"Give it back to someone!"
Liu Lang said angrily.
Now Liu Lang finally calmed down the female ghost, but don't make any more mistakes, his small body can't afford to toss.
However, Liu Lang is very clear about the temper of the old man Hua. The old guy is just a Pixiu, only in and out, and it is not easy to dig the money out of his mouth.
Liu Lang rolled his eyes, turned around and said to the old man Hua again: "Uncle Hua, our shop has been troubled by a female ghost once, and you know how powerful the female ghost is, let's make less trouble, right?" ”
As soon as the old man heard Liu Lang's words, the sweat on his forehead came out, and he nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes, you kid finally said the right thing, we can't ask for this money." ”
As he spoke, the old man was about to get the money, but suddenly he remembered something, grabbed Liu Lang, and shouted, "Hey, by the way, what about the one hundred and fifty yuan?" ”
"What? What's one hundred and fifty dollars? ”
Liu Lang pretended to be stupid and was stunned.
The old man suddenly became anxious, jumped high when he boarded, pointed at Liu Lang's nose and shouted, "What one hundred and fifty yuan, I gave it to you?" The money for the female ghost to go to the grave, hurry up and take it out. ”
Liu Lang looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Uncle Hua, I thought it was the salary you gave me, I had already spent it......"
"You ......"
The old man is angry, and he wants to scold.
At this moment, a strong man dressed in black suddenly came outside the door.
The strong man wears a pair of sunglasses, looks five big and three thick, and has a deep scar on the side of his cheek, which looks like the kind of person in the underworld.
As soon as the old man saw the strong man, he immediately trotted in front of the strong man, hunched his waist, and asked with a flattering face: "This brother, don't you know what you want to buy?" Wreath or burnt paper? We also have all kinds of coins here, American, Japanese. If you want a woman to have it, the American and Japanese ......"
The old man was busy talking to the strong man, and his small eyes narrowed into a line.
The strong man didn't even pay attention to the old man, but waved his hand and said expressionlessly: "I'll get the video of Han Xiaoqi's grave." ”
"Huh? Forehead ......"
The old man was dumbfounded, his face changed several times, and he hesitated for a long time before he said embarrassedly: "This, this brother, really, I'm really embarrassed, our little guy is unreliable, and the recording and video recording are not recorded at all......"
"What?"
The strong man's voice was high, and the old man was so frightened that he shuddered, and hurriedly took out a stack of banknotes, stuffed them into the strong man's hand, and apologized repeatedly: "Really, I'm really sorry, we don't want your money, we don't want it." ”
"Don't want it? Where is it so simple? ”
The strong man's cheeks jumped twice, and the scar on his cheek became more and more hideous and terrifying.
The old man was so frightened that his legs weakened and he almost fell to the ground.
Liu Lang hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man Hua, leaned into his ear, and whispered: "Uncle Hua, this person doesn't seem to be easy to mess with, break the fortune and avoid disasters, hurry up, give him more money." ”
The old man's face was about to turn green, he glared at Liu Lang viciously, and reluctantly took out a stack of crumpled hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and sent them to the strong man: "This brother, we didn't expect it, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry." ”
"Hmph, I can't do this thing!"
The strong man glanced at the stack of banknotes, smiled at the corner of his mouth, shook his hand, and turned around and walked out of the wreath shop.
As soon as the strong man left, the old man fell to the ground with a thud, howling and crying: "Ouch, my mother, what kind of sin have I suffered, how can I meet a female ghost?" Not only did the money not be earned, but it also lost 500 yuan, which still makes people not live......"
The old man cried for a long time, and suddenly got up from the ground, and shouted viciously: "No, this female ghost is simply too hateful, I have to take her in, that Wu Banxian can't do it, I don't believe it, I can't find Ma Banxian or Niu Banxian." I have to get this breath out. ”
As he spoke, the old man wiped the tears that had not yet flowed out, turned around and went to the phone book.
Liu Lang looked at the old man's posture, and suddenly felt bad: If this can't subdue the female ghost anymore, it will make people angry, but I can't eat and walk around.