A total of four people came out of the main hall, one was a serious-looking middle-aged man with a straight-collared suit and slicked-back hair, a plump and elegant middle-aged beautiful woman, and two boys and girls in their twenties.
¡°Brother Ming, sister-in-law.
Seeing the four people approaching, Zhang Guixin shouted first.
"Guixin is here." The middle-aged man responded calmly.
"Haha, hello, second cousin." The boy and girl shouted sweetly. Zhang Guixin smiled and nodded, not daring to show off.
The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Le and found that he was unfamiliar, so he asked, "Who is this?"
Zhang Guixin said quickly: "Brother Ming, this is the housekeeper I invited."
"What?" Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face darkened, and then he said in a serious voice: "Guixin, I have told you several times that superstition is nothing but strange power and chaos. Why do you still bring such a person into your home?"
Zhang Guixin smiled bitterly. He thought so before, but now
"Jia Ming, I asked Guixin to help. It's no longer an ordinary phenomenon at home. I think it's necessary to check the feng shui of the house." The beautiful woman next to the middle-aged man said quickly.
"Huh, what a woman said, if you said these decades ago, you would be doomed." The middle-aged man snorted.
The beautiful woman opened her mouth and was speechless.
However, the pair of boys and girls behind them looked at Jiang Le curiously and kept looking at him.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tense, Jiang Le felt that he had to do something. After all, this was a deal between himself and Principal Zhang. If this matter was not resolved, how could Principal Zhang do his best to help him solve the matter of going to college.
With a slight smile, Jiang Le said: "I would rather believe it than believe it. Uncle, can't you even give me a chance to try it?"
The middle-aged man glanced at Jiang Le with disdain. In the eyes of people like them, all pretense is a crooked and deceptive thing.
"Guixin, if you invite a Taoist priest who looks like an immortal and has a dharma-like appearance, maybe I can give him a chance to perform, but for such a young man, do you think I should trust you? ¡±
Zhang Guixin¡¯s smile became even more bitter. People should not be judged by their appearance. Didn¡¯t he despise Jiang Le at the beginning?
Opening his mouth, Zhang Guixin was about to explain, but Jiang Le stopped him with a wave of his hand.
Instead of paying attention to the middle-aged man, Jiang Le sniffed his nose, then looked around for a few times, and then he smiled mysteriously: "The air of death is so strong, a lot of poultry must have died in this house."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.
Even the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes.
Jiang Le suddenly changed his expression, looked towards the northwest of the house, and said playfully: "Interesting, another one died."
"It's Guixin who told you, uh, Golden Pheasant!" The middle-aged man was about to expose Jiang Le's deceit when his expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly ran in the direction where Jiang Le was looking.
As soon as the middle-aged man moved, the expressions of the beautiful middle-aged woman, the boy and the girl also changed, and they quickly followed him.
Zhang Guixin exclaimed: "Is it uncle's most precious golden pheasant?"
Jiang Le curled his lips and said with a smile: "Just go and have a look and you will know."
As soon as I arrived at the entrance of a courtyard, a servant who looked like a woman shouted in horror: "No, the golden pheasant is dead, the golden pheasant is dead."
The middle-aged man rushed forward and picked up the golden pheasant. After just touching it a few times, his face turned pale: "How could this happen? This chicken was in good health, how could it suddenly die?"
The female servant said in fear: "I don't know. The golden pheasant has been lying here since the morning. There is nothing abnormal. Just now, the golden pheasant suddenly strewed and screamed crazily. Before I did anything, it fell down. Not moving on the ground."
"It's this strange thing again. This is the last poultry in the family. Is it someone else's turn next?" The middle-aged beautiful woman suddenly said in panic.
As soon as these words came out, everyone¡¯s expressions changed drastically.
"Mom, don't talk nonsense, it's too scary." The young man said to the beautiful woman dissatisfied.
"But, but" The beautiful woman was shocked and at a loss.
"That's enough!" The middle-aged man calmed down, scolded, and then continued: "Don't tell Dad about the death of Golden Pheasant. I'm afraid he won't be able to bear the blow."
Everyone¡¯s expressions became even uglier.
In the house, who doesn¡¯t know that this golden pheasant is the old man¡¯s only love, and he loves it almost like a descendant. If we knew that the golden pheasant was dead,??, that blow is indeed not small.
The girl also spoke at this moment, and said awkwardly: "Grandpa comes to see the golden pheasant every day, so we can't hide this for long."
These words made everyone speechless again.
¡°Can you buy one and pretend to be one?¡± the young man said hesitantly.
"No, grandpa is too familiar with the golden pheasant, you will never be able to deceive him." The girl shook her head.
Jiang Le couldn't help but laugh at this time. Everyone looked at him angrily. This guy has a bad conscience. Didn't you see that everyone was anxious?
"I said your family is really interesting. This house is being used for evil, which will ruin your family's luck and even kill people. You don't care about this, but worry about a chicken. Don't you think you are putting the cart before the horse?"
"That's enough. What does the death of poultry have to do with witchcraft? You, a little kid, don't go to school at a young age. You are here talking nonsense and pretending to be ghosts. Do you want to go to jail and repent?" The middle-aged man stared at him. He was of noble status. When angry, the momentum is quite strong.
Jiang Le sneered, ignoring Zhang Guixin's eyes, strode over, snatched the golden pheasant from the middle-aged man's hand, and sneered: "In that case, I will let you see the relationship between poultry and evil arts."
After saying that, a knife appeared in his hand.
Seeing the knife, everyone instinctively ran away and looked wary.
Jiang Le ignored the actions of these people, raised the golden pheasant upside down, swung his knife, and beheaded the golden pheasant, causing blood to fly.
"What are you doing? Zhang Guixin, why don't you take him with you"
Jiang Le's cruel behavior shocked the middle-aged man and made him angrier, but before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly speechless.
Not only him, but everyone present also covered their mouths in shock. His face turned pale.
I saw Jiang Le holding the golden pheasant upside down. What was flowing out of the severed neck was not red blood, but foul-smelling black water. There were tiny, disgusting bugs crawling in the water.
"No!"
After taking a look, the beautiful middle-aged woman was the first to turn around and start retching.
The boys and girls also turned their heads away, their faces turned pale, and they did not dare to look any further.
Jiang Le looked at the middle-aged man¡¯s constipated face with a sneer and said, ¡°Do you think now that this golden pheasant has anything to do with evil magic?¡±
The middle-aged man was speechless.
¡°It¡¯s okay, I¡¯m not superstitious enough, just pretend I¡¯ve never been here.¡±
Jiang Le smiled proudly, dropped the golden pheasant and strode away.
"Hey Xiaole, don't leave." Zhang Guixin was also frightened by the appearance of the golden pheasant, but seeing that Jiang Le was about to leave, he quickly caught up with him.
"Xiao Le, I have told you that this family is a bit arrogant. You also said you don't care. Why are you leaving now because you are a little angry? I still need your help." Zhang Guixin grabbed Jiang Le and looked pleading. .
Jiang Le said calmly: "Principal, it's not that I don't help, as you can see, it's that they don't want my help. Taoism pays attention to cause and effect and fate. It seems that I have no fate with this family."
"This." Zhang Guixin was helpless. He was also a very eloquent person. At this moment, he was said to be speechless. However, he held Jiang Le's hand tightly. No matter what he said today, he could not make this kid Gone.