Xiang Que bent down and hugged Situ Ziqing, who was unconscious on the ground, to the bed, and covered her with a quilt. The wounds on her wrist and left hand were no longer bleeding, and if the little devil didn't pester her, she would be fine for the time being.
"How to deal with this tail? Hey, let their family members make up nonsense and explain it tomorrow." Xiang Que was speechless looking at her bloody hands. He made up a reason yesterday and fooled it. What if he wakes up tomorrow? Edit? No fool can believe it anymore.
Xiang Que rubbed his tired face, and hooked his fingers at the probing brat: "Relax, don't resist and don't hesitate, I just cleared up all the grievances on your body, and then you can still stay Beside her, this woman has a bit of a bad temper but she is still a good person, you will never treat her badly if you follow her, understand?"
The little ghost nodded timidly, and stood still obediently. Although his intelligence is very low, which is similar to that of a puppy, but by nature, he can easily feel the coercion brought by Xiang Que. The reaction is like encountering a natural enemy. If you can't resist, you will die if you resist.
Fear is not only the nature of human beings, but also the nature of all living things. Every living thing that moves has a side of fear. If you look for this side of him, even gods and Buddhas in the sky will tremble when they see you.
"Shua" stretched out both hands to Que, and the left and right hands suddenly saw the golden light of the Ten Halls of Yama, a group of peaceful Buddha light slowly wrapped around the little ghost's body, the Buddha's voice sang, and the purest Buddha power poured into the little ghost's body, Purify his own resentment little by little.
What Xiang Que did was like brainwashing a person who is full of evil. After the evil thoughts in his head are completely cleaned, the person will naturally be reborn as a human being. The same is true for this kind of resentful kid. It's like raising a child with no spiritual intelligence. Keeping you by your side is no different from raising a child.
After the Buddha's light poured into the little ghost's body, he circled around and was suddenly pulled back by Xiang Que. He frowned and pointed to the porcelain pot on the table and asked the little ghost, "Isn't that your body?"
The little ghost looked timidly and nodded to the shortcoming.
"No, why didn't you say it earlier?" Xiang Que cursed with his eyes wide open, then he waved his hand helplessly and said, "I don't understand what you said, there's no use in talking to you."
Xiang Que took out a pile of cigarettes and sat on the sofa with a broken expression. Now he looks like he just took off his pants and then the girl on the bed gave him a wink and reminded him by the way: "Excuse me, auntie is here." It may not be suitable, and it arrived without discussing with me, so you should shrink back quickly."
The shriveled and emaciated body in that white ceramic jar is not the little ghost¡¯s body, but the place where he lodges. If the body is not here, it¡¯s useless to reduce him. Deliberately left the little ghost's body, so that the other party can control the little ghost anytime, anywhere. Even if Xiang Que transformed him and put him next to Situ Ziqing, it would be equivalent to pressing a time bomb for her. The instrument is held in someone else's hand.
"Hiss" took a few puffs of cigarettes, and the more he smoked, the more unhappy he became. The old man who promised Sun Yat-sen's mausoleum really agreed. This fart happened one after another, and he was already stuck in the whirlpool of Hongmen. , unable to withdraw.
What should I do, I have to go to Thailand?
If you don't find the little ghost's body, there's no way to solve it. I've paid 18 prayers and I'm only shivering?
"Oh, I'm so upset." Xiang Que stood up speechlessly, pointed to the jar and said, "Go back and squint, I'll think of a way to talk about it"
The next morning.
"Your second young lady is really hard to take care of, just this one person is harder than the jobs I took on before." Sitting in Situ Shengyun's room, Xiang Que looked melancholy.
"I'm sorry to bother you, sir. It seems that I really invited you right. It's worth it." Situ Shengyun smiled and patted Xiang Que's thigh.
"It's not a big deal, but it's troublesome. I have to be sent to Thailand again. Please contact me quickly. Time is running out, so don't delay." Xiang Que rubbed his sore neck and asked with a frown: "I don't have a passport, can I go out?"
"This is a trivial matter. I will contact someone for the plane passport and ask Jianwei to accompany you. He has stayed in the Thai branch for several years. He is very familiar with the local conditions and can act as an interpreter for you."
"Well, let's hurry up"
Situ Shengyun's work efficiency is very high. With his connections and connections, he can apply for a formal passport for Xiang Que without going through conventional channels. .
The Bombardier that Situ Ziqing took when he came here directly became Xiang Que's special plane. It took off from Pudong Airport at 6:00 p.m. and arrived in Chiang Mai four hours later.??The RV is already waiting outside.
After getting into the caravan, Xiang Que put the white ceramic pot beside him, put his hands on it and closed his eyes, and said, "I'll tell you how to go, and you can go accordingly."
"Mr. Xiang came to Thailand for the first time, do you know how to get there?" Shen Jianwei asked.
"The map is in my head, just listen to me"
Naturally, Xiang Que didn't know where they were going. After entering Chiang Mai, the little ghost in the jar could clearly feel the location of his own body. The little ghost passed the information to Xiang Que, and he was telling the driver that the car drove according to the instructions. That's it.
"Is the Gumanthong placed next to Mr.?" Shen Jianwei looked at the jar in Que's hand and asked.
"You know each other too?"
"I have been in the branch here in Thailand for three years. As long as I have been in Thailand for a period of time, no one will know Gumanthong. My colleagues in the company have raised it before. Gumanthongs are made by eminent monks in Thai temples. Gumantong made by eminent monks with higher spell skills will be more effective."
Xiang Que patted the jar and said, "You kid also knows?"
"Uh, I know." Shen Jianwei asked in a low voice: "This is a little ghost? How could such a thing come out? The little ghost is more effective than Gumantong but it is very evil. Generally, no one wants to raise it. It is very troublesome."
"No trouble, can I come to Thailand in a hurry, isn't it good to stay in the hotel?" Xiang Que sighed faintly.
More than an hour later, the RV drove into a remote area, and a temple complex appeared in front of it, with towering pagodas and red courtyard walls, and a few dogs lying lazily on the ground in front of the door.
"Wat Chedi Luang?"
Xiang Que squinted his eyes and asked, "It should be here."
"Shhh" Shen Jianwei said in disbelief: "Are you sure it's here? Impossible, this is one of the ten most famous temples in Thailand, and there are many monks who have attained the Tao. If you want to say that this is as normal as Gumanthong , but there can¡¯t be an eminent monk raising little ghosts here.¡±
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