"If you are willing to help, it is of course the best thing to do."

When he heard the few people speak on their own initiative, whether they are sincere or false, Lin Jiuying naturally would not miss this opportunity.

The scene that happened in the grocery store was somewhat sudden. Before he came, he did not expect to encounter such a ghost playing mahjong.

Turning his head, looking at the direction of the mahjong table, Lin Jiuying spoke and explained to the people.

"Next, I will open a cage in the grocery store and reason with ghosts to see if I can get them out of the store."

"What if these ghosts don't want to leave, Taoist priest?"

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

Because of the lack of eye opening, several Chinese people could not see the three ghosts at the mahjong table, but the atmosphere in front of them was enough to make them frightened.

"So, I need your help later. I will prepare a bowl of rooster blood and willow branches for me. We will be polite first and then soldiers. If everything goes well, it will be the best. But if these ghosts are unwilling to let go, then don't blame me for being rude."

Lin Jiuying's words undoubtedly gave some confidence to several people. They mustered up the courage to look at Lao Qian who was playing cards on the mahjong table, and asked hesitantly.

"That priest, what if you knock these ghosts out of the grocery store and it gets stuck with other stores in our Chinatown?"

They talked about other people in Chinatown, but in fact, what the few people were worried about was what if they were entangled by ghosts.

"As the saying goes, people are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are afraid of humans seven. Generally, only those who are extremely lucky or have bad luck will be entangled by ghosts. So don't worry too much. If you really feel scared, after dealing with the matter in the grocery store, this road will give you a few talismans for free, and stick them on the door after you go back, so ordinary ghosts dare not."

"If this is the case, it would be better."

Hearing Lin Jiuying's repeated assurances, several Chinese people calmed down, and then hurriedly prepared the blood of the rooster and willow branches according to what he had told him.

"Master, you can wait here for a while, and we will prepare immediately."

"Who do you know where there are roosters?"

"Of course I went to the restaurant to look for it. I remember that there is a chicken pot in Jixianglou. It should be fine to ask them for a bowl of chicken blood."

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

As several Chinese people in Chinatown who followed, there were only Master Lin Jiuying and Lao Qian in the whole grocery store.

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

...

"master."

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

Seeing him nodded slightly.

Then he took a deep breath, stretched out his palm and patted Lao Qian on the shoulder, swallowed his saliva and said, "You are so lucky."

Crazy-

"Of course."

At the mahjong table, Lao Qian was playing mahjong. When he heard the sound coming from the top of his head, he opened his mouth and replied casually.

"Or what if I do."

"That won't work. I'm in good luck, why..."

When Lao Qian heard that the other party was about to get a thrust, he shook his head and said, but when he was halfway through the conversation, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He turned around and saw an unknown young man standing behind him, pulling the corner of his mouth and showing an ugly smile at him.

"Who is your kid? How could you show up in my store?!"

Looking at Ah Hao standing behind him, Lao Qian asked after realizing it.

He was fascinated by ghosts. Even if he found a stranger appeared in the grocery store, his hands were unwilling to leave the mahjong table.

"I'm here to find you with my master."

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

From his perspective, we can see that an old lady with a head full of hair and bloody head could also see white brains flowing out of the wound. On the other side, a middle-aged man with dark skin had a machete in front of his chest, shaking with mahjong.

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

With a big mouth, the whole tongue drooped directly on the mahjong table. Every time I rubbed my palm, the mahjong would stain the saliva on my tongue.

If Ah Hao hadn't been prepared for the appearance of the three ghosts in front of him, he might have already started to scream.

But even so, he felt extremely regretful at this moment. He had known that he could see so clearly after his eyes opened, and even the way he looked when the ghost died, he would not open his eyes to him, no matter what he said.

Here, Ah Hao couldn't speak as he looked at the death of several mahjong ghosts.

On the other hand, when he heard his words, Lao Qian, who was sitting at the mahjong table, turned his head in confusion. Seeing Lin Jiuying standing not far away, his originally fascinated mind seemed to be a little clear. He patted his head and suddenly said, "Look at my memory. He had already agreed to go back to the airport to pick you up your master and apprentice, but he was fascinated by playing mahjong without paying attention. He actually forgot about connecting to the machine."

"You're not just playing mahjong and being in the sacred world."

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

"Everyone, why don't we part today."

After saying that, Lao Qian looked back at the three ghosts at the mahjong table and spoke.

As Lao Qian finished speaking, Ah Hao saw with his own eyes the three ghosts who were originally silently rubbing mahjong on the mahjong table, and his whole heartbeat immediately began to jump wildly.

"What, Lao Qian, you want to collect the money after you win."

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

They had gloomy faces, looked at Lao Qian at the mahjong table together, and said in a gloomy tone.

When Ah Hao's ears fell, the voices of several mahjong ghosts were gloomy and terrifying, but it seemed that there was no problem in Lao Qian's ears.

He looked at the mahjong plaque in his hand with some embarrassment, then looked back at Lin Jiuying not far away, and said hesitantly: "This is not a customer from the store. My friend has not met for almost decades. This time, he finally invited him to Thailand. As the host, he would like to greet him. It is rude enough to forget people at the airport and ask them to come here by themselves. This time, I can't continue to put them aside and watch me play mahjong with you."

Although Lao Qian's explanation is reasonable, the three ghosts on the mahjong table obviously did not listen to this.
Chapter completed!