Zhong Xiaopang is not a cultural person, but he also built a study with a good manner. There was a large cardboard box on the table in the study, and there were more than a dozen books pressing heavily on it.

"It's here." San Gangzi pointed to the cardboard box and said in shock and fear: "He has been trying to die in different ways. I can't stop him, so I have to pretend to be here. Master Zhang... You must find a way to save Brother Zhong."

His eyes were slightly red and covered with blood. I thought that apart from not sleeping all night, he even cried a lot.

I walked over and slowly removed the book on the cardboard box. As soon as the weight was reduced, the cardboard box immediately shook violently.

I carefully opened a gap and looked inside. The cat inside seemed to notice my gaze and raised his head suddenly!

Its eyes turned fiery red, full of hostility.

Meow!

It bared its teeth and screamed in anger, then pounced on it and hit the box cover with a bang.

But it still didn't give up and was beating wildly, as if it wanted to tear me apart.

I picked up the book and pressed it on again.

"Master Zhang, what's going on?" San Gangzi looked at me, with a confused look on his face.

"He was hit by a curse." Seeing that San Gangzi was still confused, I explained lightly: "He is completely out of control of his body, and he doesn't even remember who he is."

"What should I do?" San Gangzi became even more worried when he heard this.

"There is only one way." I paused and said, "To completely eliminate the caster behind me."

When San Gangzi heard this, he gritted his teeth and patted his chest and said, "Tell me, who is the one who is doing it? I would rather eat a gun than lead the brothers in the way to destroy him."

"There is no need to eat a gun, the other party is a cat." I said lightly.

"Cat?" San Gangzi was stunned.

"Yes." I nodded: "I've found out that the culprit is a cat, a demon cat who has learned some forbidden arts and seeks immortality. Now let's discuss how to get rid of it."

"Okay!" San Gangzi nodded happily.

"Prepare more quicklime and find a few dogs. The more fierce the better. Buy some cow bones and we will do it in a few days." I ordered.

"That's all?" San Gangzi said in wonderingly: "Do you need to find more people? I'll call me brother..."

"No, we are going to deal with the demon cat, no matter how many people there are, it doesn't work." I turned to look at the cardboard box: "Put some food into the box, and lock it up here for the next few days! Also, Zhong Xiaopang's body is also sent to the hospital for maintenance, so don't make any troubles when he is resurrecting."

"Okay, I'll do it now." San Gangzi nodded repeatedly.

"Then let's do it first, I'll go back and prepare. Take Zhong Xiaopang's phone number and I'll contact you in a few days." After that, I turned around and walked out.

"By the way." When I walked to the door, I turned my head and ordered: "By the way, it's better to send him to the military hospital where there is a military emblem hanging there, and the evil spirits dare not approach it."

"Okay." San Gangzi agreed.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye.

That afternoon, I called San Gangzi and informed him to bring lime and dogs. The time to do it!

Then, I took a taxi and headed straight to the east of the city.

The door of Zhao Ji Fried Rice is still bustling. I stood opposite and peeked from afar. In addition to the hot-selling fried rice, each serving is also given an additional bowl of green soup.

Zhao Wangcai's wife was so busy that she was sweating, but her face couldn't stop her joy.

After waiting for a long time, the fried rice was finally sold out. The people who didn't get the order dispersed in great anger. Then I stepped into the store.

Zhao Wangcai's wife looked at me angrily and continued to clean up the pots and bowls, and the stumbled and made the bells ring.

I ignored her and pushed the door open and walked into the kitchen.

Zhao Wangcai was washing the big iron pot. When he heard the door ringing, he couldn't help but look up. When he saw it, I was shocked and said, "Master, you..."

"It's okay, you keep busy, I'll just come and have a look." I walked around the kitchen with my hands behind my back, and finally walked into the small compartment in the corner.

The statue of the evil ghost Bodhisattva is enshrined there, and the altar table is filled with fruits and incense. It seems that my worries are not redundant at all. Although Zhao Wangcai is still in a state of conscience, he remains greedy.

After I lifted the ghost slave contract and had no worries, although he followed my words and each customer gave me a bowl of willow lotus soup, he still did not give up this huge profitable deal.

Fortunately, I had a secret trick at that time and did not reveal the plan to eliminate the cat lady.

I turned my head and looked out. Although Zhao Wangcai stared at me from time to time, he was far away after all, and the compartment was pitch black again, so he couldn't see my movements clearly.

So, I picked up the statue of the evil ghost Bodhisattva. Under the statue, there was a small bowl. The sunlight in the bowl was crystal clear and most of it had accumulated.

I quickly took out a small bottle from my arms, squeezed a few drops of liquid in, and then put the statue on, pretending that nothing had happened and slowly walked out.

"You should go get ghost powder tonight, right?" I asked casually.

"Uh..." Zhao Wangcai swallowed hard and gritted his teeth and said, "It should be, but I still won't go today and I'm going to close tomorrow." He couldn't figure out what I meant, so he looked at me, and his big hands rubbed hard on the dirty black apron.

"How can that be done?" I pretended to be angry and said, "Is selling rice fake? Is it true that the soup is given. There are so many people who have eaten your ghost rice, and they are all pregnant with ghosts. If you don't help them get rid of it, are you still human? You have to continue selling this food! You must go get ghost powder tonight, otherwise who will drink Liulou soup."

"Yes, yes, yes, all follow Master Zhang's arrangements." When Zhao Wangcai heard this, his heart finally fell down and showed a greedy look.

"That's good." I nodded: "I'm here today to give you something."

As I said that, I took out a stone and handed it over: "This is a coffin stone, which contains yin energy. I have removed your ghost slave contract. If you go to the cat lady tonight, you will definitely notice it. As long as you carry this thing with you, she will not see any flaws."

"Okay, thank you Master." Zhao Wangcai took it happily.

I told him a few more words and then left the fried rice restaurant.

San Gangzi received a call from me and was waiting in the old city. He drove a small truck specializing in pulling live pigs. The rear compartment was sealed tightly with iron cages, with more than a dozen bags of lime powder piled up on it, and seven or eight Tibetan mastiffs, each of which was strong and yelling wildly.

Very well prepared.

He asked me strangely, what do you want these things for? You will know after I tell you.

After dark, I took him to drive the car to the dead end, turned off the headlights and waited quietly.

The streets were deserted, with only the cars of dogs barking.

After waiting for a long time, a jingle sound finally came from a distance. With the dim street lights, you could vaguely see that a thin figure was riding a bicycle toward this place.

It was Zhao Wangcai.

"Fuck, it's all caused by this kid!" San Gangzi immediately hated him when he saw it.

"Don't make a sound," I reminded.

Zhao Wangcai was much more alert at this time. He stared at our car for a long time, then circled around again before he got into a dead end.

After a while, this guy came out of nowhere again and looked at us for a while. Seeing that there was no movement, he finally returned to the dead end with confidence.

"Mr. Zhang, are we going to get off the car and follow him?" Sangangzi said anxiously.

"No, just wait here." I lit a cigarette silently.

After a long time, Zhao Wangcai came out on his bicycle.

He looked at us, but when he saw that there was still no movement, he ignored it and continued to walk away.

Under the light, it was clearly visible that his hands had changed again, exactly the same as that night, white and red, like a girl.

Although the ghost slave contract on him has been removed by me, the coffin stone I handed him over the afternoon has the same effect. At least it can be hidden from the cat lady for a while and prevent her from seeing any flaws.

In addition, I secretly added some chicken saliva to the big cock in the Yanglu that Zhao Wangcai gave to Mao Po.

As the saying goes: the chicken crows to drive away ghosts, and the chicken saliva suppresses evil spirits! From the perspective of character, chicken saliva is just like the Yang Rejuvenation Dew, so the cat woman should not be able to detect it. But if she drinks the chicken saliva, those harmful techniques that harm people will not be able to be used in a short period of time.

"Drive here." I pointed to the entrance of the alley opposite and ordered.

San Gangzi parked the car next to the alley, and I asked him to take out the cow bones and throw them into the dead end from a distance.

Then he opened the rear compartment and released all the Tibetan mastiffs.

These dogs were locked up all day and were so hungry that they rushed in as soon as they smelled the fragrance of flesh and blood.
Chapter completed!