There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 759: Fortune looking incense to find someone
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Place the guitar backpack and Fang Zheng sat in the passenger seat, the old **** stick began to ask Fang Zheng where he was going?
Let Founder lead the way.
"Wait for me." Fang Zheng finished speaking and took out one of the fortune incense sticks.
Of course, this fortune incense has been strengthened.
In order to increase the effect, and the current fortune is not enough, Fangzheng saved a little bit of principle, but this time he paid a lot of money, and strengthened it twice with real materials.
Equivalent to that, every time you use Fortune Incense, you will throw three ordinary runes into it.
This is a real burn.
"Old God Cudgel, this time I want to help a junior high school girl to find her elder brother who has been missing for several days. Her elder brother has been missing for several days and has been missing, so I want to give it a try. Can you find the brother of the junior high school girl in the vast sea of people."
"The fortune incense burns fast. How can I find someone before the fortune incense burns out? This is the reason why I want to requisition your car from the old **** stick today."
Fang Zheng, holding the incense of luck, finally said the purpose of this trip.
Fang Zheng's words are not difficult to understand, but the old **** stick who has started the car is a little puzzled looking at the fortune incense in Fang Zheng's hand.
"Little brother, can you find someone to be sure that a fortune incense is enough?"
The old **** stick still doesn't know the fortune incense in Fang Zheng's hands, but it has already been strengthened.
So it's normal for the old **** stick to have this doubt.
Whether he uses fortune incense or disease incense, which one is not relying on a whole bundle, a whole bundle of burning.
Win by quantity.
After all, it's a xixi version of fortune incense, one is not enough.
"Sincere is sincere! Old **** stick, have you forgotten what I told you before? Brother Xiang is Shanxiang. Helping to find someone is also a kind deed. Brother Xiang will understand us." Fang Zheng began to light the incense of luck. When I was a coolie, I didn't forget to slap a little flattery.
This is called a sense of ritual.
The launching ceremony of Fortune Incense is to flatter first.
The old **** stick drove the car, but was a little confused by Fang Zheng's words: "Brother Xiang?"
"Little brother, do you call this fragrant fortune brother Xiang? Little brother, stop teasing."
Looking at the old **** stick on the verge of death, constantly tempting frantically, Fang Zheng wanted to remind the old **** stick, but it was too late.
"Old God Cudgel, you just crossed the zebra crossing and did not show courtesy to pedestrians. You have already deducted three points and fined you two hundred."
The old **** stick doesn't care: "Little brother, don't try to lie to me. The old man has confirmed that there is no one on the zebra crossing."
"Old God Cudgel, do you look at my expression, do you seem to be joking?" Fang Zheng, holding the incense of fortune, mourned for the old God Cudgel for three seconds.
"Just as you turned your head to talk to me, a pedestrian happened to take a step from the zebra crossing behind the green belt at the intersection."
"Brother, you really didn't lie to me?"
Seeing Fang Zheng nodded, the old **** stick's face immediately turned green.
"My first blood is against the rules!!"
"Brother, is this traffic violation counted in the store account?"
"Old-fashioned, I broke the rules, bleeds, bumped into ghosts, donated clothes, lost sleep, brother, you can't peel your skin!!"
The ears were tortured all the way, and Fang Zheng began to regret it a little. In order to clean his ears, he might as well go directly to a car dealer to rent a car.
"Okay, it will be reimbursed by the store. If you talk a lot along the way, the old **** stick, don't want to get a penny from me for reimbursement." In order to clean the ears, Fang Zheng directly sacrificed Killer.
Sure enough, using evil to control evil and using money to control the old gods' sticks has played a miraculous effect.
The old cudgel immediately chatted and closed his mouth.
Fang Zheng told the old **** stick to shut up, this is also for the good of the old **** stick.
He was really worried that the old **** stick mocked fortune all the way, and the driver's license was not enough to deduct twelve points.
Next, Fang Zheng began to stare at the Fortune Xiangxiang in his hand, hoping that Brother Xiang could lead him to find Chen Miaoqi's brother.
It's strange to say.
Because the smoke of Fortune Xiangxiang is a bit heavy, Fang opened the car window specially, and the hot wind poured in from the outside of the car did not blow away the fireworks of Fortune Xiangxiang.
This is like the myth of not being afraid of wind and fire.
On the contrary, these fireworks are condensed into a stream, seeming to be pointing a direction in the dark.
Fang Zheng immediately told the old **** stick the direction.
The old **** stick opened his mouth in surprise: "Is it really possible?"
Just after he was surprised, the old **** stick thought of Fang Zheng's previous warning, and immediately closed his mouth again.
It's not just that the old **** stick is surprised, even Fang Zheng is slightly happy. I can't think of a new attempt by him. It seems that it is really working?
Next, under the guidance of Fang Zheng, the old **** stick drove tremblingly all the way.
Whenever there is a zebra crossing or a sidewalk, the tortoise will climb over at speed.
I just want to get out of the car and carry the old Jetta across the zebra crossing.
You can't do it without trembling.
Twelve points in one year, and three more zebra crossings are not courteous to pedestrians. These twelve points are not enough to deduct.
The result is that Founder was pitted.
This wasted nothing, but it was all his spirit.
But he can't urge the old **** stick.
Abide by the rules and the law, there is nothing wrong with it.
About half an hour later, looking at the buildings on the road that became more and more familiar, Fang Zheng noticed something was wrong.
Then open the map app and take a look, Xinfu Road, Dabao Street?
Isn't this near Chen Miaoqi's house?
Could it be said that Chen Miaoqi's brother, who is on Xinfu Road, has not left here?
With this suspicion, when the old Jetta, driven by the old **** stick, stopped outside the Xinfu community where Chen Miaoqi's family lived, Fang Zheng's face rose with surprise.
If Yun Shixiang didn’t give a wrong guide, it means that Chen Miaoqi’s missing brother has always been in Xinfu Community and has never left? !
If Chen Miaoqi’s brother had always been in Xinfu Community, the community said it was big or small, but if you really want to hide a person for so many days, you should have been exposed long ago.
Let’s not talk about the dense population in the community. Just because of the missing son, Chen Zhixing’s parents and relatives must have already searched the neighborhood.
Building C!
First floor! Second floor! The third floor...
Fangzheng discovered that the direction pointed by Yunshixiang was getting closer and closer to Room 502, Building C of Chen Miaoqi's house!
"Little brother, what's the matter?" The old **** stick honestly followed Fang Zheng on the stairs along the way. Seeing that Fang Zheng's expression was a bit wrong, he asked with curiosity in a low voice.
The old **** stick was afraid of speaking loudly, so Founder wouldn't reimburse him for violation fines.
"Old God Cudgel, you always said that you traveled north and south, traveled through the rivers and lakes for most of your life. What's wrong? You always hear you brag about robbing monks and goddesses for business. Since you have experienced a lot of things, then tell me, you walk. After so many years in the arena, have you encountered any more evil things when looking for missing relatives or relatives for others?"
"Looking for someone? Evil business?" The old **** stick frowned and thought for a minute or two, then his face was serious.
"There is really something very evil!"
At this time, Fang Zheng and the old **** stick had already reached the fifth floor, and the guidance of Yun Shixiang stopped.