The boss's eyes were dim and he said: "We have a son.
He fell ill after he came back from fishing a few days ago.
Even when he went to the hospital, the doctor couldn't find anything wrong."
I placed the two knives far away, raised my eyebrows and asked, "What does this have to do with what you are doing?"
The boss's face twitched, and the boss's wife beside him sobbed, her shoulders shaking, and she cried very sadly.
The boss gritted his teeth and told the truth.
"A Taoist priest who lived in the hotel saw my son's appearance and gave us a method that could save his life."
I felt it was not a good method.
Bai Mingan's eyebrows were light and he asked, "Tell me."
"My son is possessed by an evil thing.
The Taoist priest said that as long as he collects the blood of ninety-nine guests and smears it on the peach wood he gave him, my son will get better."
The boss's voice was low and a little paranoid, like a desperate man struggling to get up from the bottom of a well.
If someone dropped a rope with thorns, he would catch it without any scruples.
The proprietress was even more heartbroken when she heard this, and knelt down with a thump: "We have no choice.
My Yangyang is in pain, and it makes my heart feel like a knife.
I am willing to trade my life for his."
The couple looked sad, but Bai Ming'an took out the sketch given by Mingzhu from his pocket, unfolded it and asked, "Is this the Taoist priest you are talking about?"
The boss took one look and nodded: "Yes, that's him."
Bai Ming'an put away the sketch and said to them: "The peach wood he gave me, let me take a look."
"My wife put her away."
The boss quickly turned to look at his wife.
The landlady choked up and said, "The Taoist priest said it was a very important thing, so I put it in Yangyang's room."
As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again: "We have struggled for a long time.
You are the first couple.
If Yangyang's condition had not worsened, neither would we."
The boss interrupted her seriously: "Stop talking."
Bai Ming'an didn't say much and said directly: "Lead the way."
After the boss was subdued, he was a little afraid of the weak-looking Bai Ming'an, so he obediently pulled his wife to go ahead.
Bai Ming'an and I walked side by side.
On the way, I asked him: "Hey, you seem to hate Taoist priests."
Bai Ming'an glanced at me and said coldly: "You are thinking too much."
Lie, my ability to observe words and emotions was specially cultivated in the workplace.
How could he deceive me with his resistance.
However, if others don’t want to say it, I won’t tell it.
"By the way, what happened to the peach trees they talked about?
Could it be evil witchcraft?"
I asked with interest and a little fear.
In various Asian horror movies, there are many elements of Taoist priests, peach trees, and talismans.
For a while, my mind was racing with thoughts.
"You'll know after you see it."
"Hey, hey, wait for me" Bai Ming'an is tall and has long legs, so I had to shut up in order to keep up with him.
The two came to a room.
The light in the room was dim.
It was not until the boss turned on a low-power desk lamp that he could see the whole room clearly.
Thick curtains tightly covered the outside, and not a single bit of light could shine through.
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I knew it in my heart, no wonder it was so dark.
Look at the ten-year-old boy lying on the bed.
Under the limited light, his face is a bit scary.
The face was gray and purple, the cheeks were swollen, the lips were black, and the whole face looked very wrong.
I couldn't help but frown, and I leaned over and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
Why did he look like this?
Bai Ming'an took the peach wood given by the boss and looked at it twice, then bent down to look at his face carefully.
The hotel couple and I stood aside and watched him use the peach wood to open the boy's lips and smell it vigorously.
The boss has been running the store for many years and has met a lot of people.
At this time, he already felt that this young man wearing a Buddhist bead bracelet was not an ordinary person.
He couldn't help but ask: "Mr.
Bai, have you seen what's wrong with my son?
Is it true?"
Possessed by evil spirits" Bai Ming'an straightened up: "You can say that.
There is a fishy smell in your son's mouth.
Judging from the gray and purple color on his face, he should have difficulty breathing from time to time in the past few days."
The landlady kept nodding: "Yes, yes."
The boss seemed to be seizing on a glimmer of hope and hurriedly asked: "Mr.
Bai, can you save my son?
Please save him.
As long as we can save him, we are willing to do anything."
Bai Ming'an's brows obviously moved when he heard the latter sentence, but the couple didn't notice it.
I saw it clearly anyway.
I cursed in my heart: The price must be raised again.
Sure enough, Bai Ming'an stroked the peach wood with one hand and said lightly: "It's not that serious, but I have to charge for collecting ghosts."
As soon as he heard about the payment, the boss immediately responded positively: "No problem, that Taoist priest wants us 10,000 yuan, Mr.
Bai," he gritted his teeth, "As long as you can completely cure my son, I will give you ten times the price. " For the first ten thousand yuan, I got a piece of broken wood and a bad idea from a Taoist priest.
Before I could ask, I was surprised.
When I heard the boss's generous offer, I couldn't help but open my eyes.
Oh my god, ten times that is one hundred thousand.
The money is too good to make.
I glanced at Bai Ming'an, expecting him to agree simply.
Unexpectedly, he squinted his eyes slightly, thought for a while, and asked a question: "Your hotel is a national chain, right?"
I raised my eyebrows, what does this have to do with 100,000 yuan and collecting ghosts?
The boss was stunned when he heard this, and quickly replied: "Yes, we are a franchisee."
"How much discount does your membership card generally offer?
I'm talking about the most favorable one."
"Employee rates are 30% off."
“What’s the discount time limit?”
"Generally, membership cards are renewed every three years."
Listening to this conversation, I vaguely understood in my heart, did he want to I saw Bai Ming'an nodded and said his price: "It doesn't have to be ten times.
Let's do this.
You can apply for a membership card like this for me, and I will charge less, about 70,000.
In addition, my car only needs gasoline."
You are responsible for filling it up.”
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I twitched my lips, 70,000 yuan is not a lot.
I thought that when I was doing sales, my commission would only be one point.
Usually, an order of 10,000 yuan would only get a 100 yuan commission.
This 70,000 yuan would be an order of 7 million yuan.
This hotel looks small, but the owner is quite wealthy.
"Okay."
The boss agreed immediately and gave the landlady a wink.
She immediately walked out of the room in a hurry, probably to withdraw money.
The boss asked again: "Mr.
Bai, what evil has happened to my son?"
Bai Ming'an said: "There is a fishy smell in his mouth.
Did he eat any aquatic products, such as fish, recently?"
"Yes, yes, yes," he was interrupted by his boss before he finished speaking.
"My son has recently become obsessed with fishing.
Every day, I drive him to a small river a few kilometers away to fish.
He sits there all day long.
Before he became ill, I just caught two fish, they were not big, and my mother didn’t want to eat them after they were cooked, so she let him eat them.”
The boss's face turned a little gray as he said this: "Could it be those two fish?"
This sounds strange to me.
I have never heard that fish can make people suffocate.
Could it be that the fish bones are stuck in the throat?
Bai Ming'an's eyes were tired and dark: "That is not an ordinary river fish, it is a fish raised by ghosts.
Your son's condition is called a chokehold by evil spirits
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