Face Slapping The Slag Gong System

Chapter 174: Who is behind him

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Without asking any further questions, Chen Wang took out his mobile phone, called up the address book, found a Taoist priest's number and sent it to Qin Mu. The text message notification sounded at the right time, Qin Mu took out his phone and looked at it, "Thank you."

"He doesn't come out easily, just tell him my name." Chen Xun said calmly.

"Well, I see." Putting the phone in his pocket, Qin Mu nodded to Chen Wan, and stepped out of the box before him.

Seeing the tall and slender figure walking far ahead, Chen Wang was in a daze for a moment, almost thinking that five years ago, Qin Mu also walked gracefully and casually, and only stopped when he thought he was walking slowly. Urge him.

But this time, Chen Wang knew that Qin Mu would not stop to wait for him.

After parting with Chen Wang, Qin Mu was not in a hurry to go back, but went to a men's clothing brand store to buy a few sets of clothes. The clothes in his house were all five years ago. Five years ago, neither he nor Chen Wang had made a fortune, and the styles of clothes he bought were relatively old-fashioned.

He recovered his memory, which is equivalent to gaining a new life. The things in the house should be thrown away, and the things that should be sold should be sold. It is best not to keep any of them. Erase it all.

Looking at the previous worlds, the scumbags in other worlds attack scumbags and return to scumbags, and they still feel guilty towards him. Only this Chen Wang, he never saw even the slightest bit of reluctance on Chen Wang's face. Nostalgia.

Wanting to use money to settle him, heh, dreaming.

Before going back, Qin Mu called the Taoist priest.

After all, the ghost has been staying at home, so he can't talk to the Taoist priest in front of the ghost. Just in case, it's better to take the Taoist priest back directly.

The phone rang for quite a long time, and it was only picked up at the last second. Immediately afterwards, an old and rough male voice came to mind: "Hello, who is it?"

Qin Mu: "It's Daoist Zhang, right?"

"Yeah, are you?"

Qin Mu revealed Chen Wang's name, "I'm Chen Wang's friend. I encountered a little trouble recently, so he gave me your contact information and asked me to come to you for help."

"Oh, so it's Mr. Chen's friend." Qin Mu could clearly hear the Taoist's tone soften, "What trouble are you in?"

"A ghost lives in the house I live in. Can you drive him away?"

"Oh, it turned out to be such a trivial matter. Don't worry, besides fortune-telling, ghost hunting is my second special skill." The Taoist patted his chest on the other end of the phone and assured him: "Send me the address first, I will prepare some tools for catching ghosts tonight, and I will come to help you catch ghosts tomorrow morning."

"Then thank you Daoist Zhang."

"You're welcome, Mr. Chen's friends are my friends."

The two hung up the phone one after another after being courteous. Qin Mu put away his phone, thinking that the pervert's death was coming soon, he was in a good mood.

When sleeping at night, Qin Mu was crushed again without any surprise.

This time was different from the previous two times. In the previous two times, Qin Mu was completely enjoying the party, but this time, the ghost did not know what to do, and his movements were a bit rough. Qin Mu was paralyzed. Although he was conscious, he couldn't open his eyes, and couldn't move his body. He could only let the pervert do whatever he wanted.

Something cold and thin and long penetrated into his...

Qin Mu's consciousness was still clear at the beginning, and he was still thinking about struggling. Later, with the sudden gentleness of the male ghost, he was completely immersed in this weird and otherworldly thing, and his consciousness completely drifted away from him.

Another passionate night passed, and when he woke up the next day, Qin Mu habitually lifted the quilt, but still did not find any suspicious marks on the bed. If it wasn't for a strange feeling coming from an indescribable part behind him, he would really have Thought that everything that happened last night was just his hallucination.

That ghost was so daring, it wanted to fuck him, and even took its fingers... It seems that his decision to find a Taoist priest to get rid of this ghost was correct.

After washing up, Qin Mu went to the living room, the dining table was empty, the ghost didn't make breakfast today, you must know that he bought a lot of vegetables last night to fill up the refrigerator.

Qin Mu thought to himself, since the only use of this ghost is gone, he doesn't need to keep it.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the doorbell rang.

Qin Mu went to open the door, and a man in his fifties appeared at the door. He was an unattractive man with a Chinese character face, single eyelids, and only one mouth, which was pretty good-looking, but his lips were purple, and there was a long hair on the right corner of his mouth. A mole with a black hair.

The Taoist priest was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and was carrying an old cloth bag in his hand. When he saw Qin Mu, the Taoist priest was stunned, and his eyes inevitably flashed with amazement.

"It's Daoist Zhang, please come inside."

The deep and magnetic words spit out from the man's mouth, Zhang Daochang came back to his senses, coughed lightly, and said: "I need to change the Taoist uniform first."

"Okay." Qin Mu led the Taoist priest into the bathroom, and waited for him outside. Five minutes later, the Taoist priest in Taoist uniform came out with a dignified appearance holding a magic weapon.

Qin Mu asked: "Master Taoist, do you need me to avoid you when you practice?"

"Well, as soon as I entered the house, I felt that the room was very dark. It seems that this is just a ghost, and it is not easy to deal with. You wait outside first, and you can come in after I take this ghost away."

"Then please the Taoist priest."

Qin Mu didn't listen to the fortune-teller at the beginning, so he was struck to death by lightning on the night of losing his virginity, so he always had some psychological shadow when he saw Taoist priests.

When he went out, the door was closed by the Taoist priest from the inside, and he could vaguely hear the Taoist priest reciting the decree. After all, this person was recommended by Chen Wang, and he should have two brushes. Qin Mu rested his mind, leaned his back against the wall of the corridor, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and smoked leisurely.

This wait is more than an hour.

Most of the cigarettes in the pack were gone, and cigarette butts fell all over the floor.

When the door was opened again, Qin Mu patted the soot that fell from his body, and he cheered up and went up, "Taoist, how is it?"

The Taoist priest pointed to a gourd-shaped magic weapon in his hand, and said proudly: "Here, I took it here."

Qin Mu looked in, and there was dog blood and various spells in the room. It seemed that he needed to hire a part-time worker to clean it.

"Daozhang, thank you very much." Qin Mu didn't want to go back to the messy room, so he suggested: "May I invite you to go outside for a meal?"

The Taoist waved his hand, "Mr. Chen once helped me a lot. You are Mr. Chen's friend, so you don't have to be so polite to me." He looked at his watch and said, "It's getting late, and I have to rush to show it to others." Feng Shui, let's go first."

Qin Mu smiled and complimented: "The Taoist priest is really busy with business."

"Where is it? It's just enough to eat." After finishing speaking, Taoist Zhang packed up his tools, and hurried away with a big cloth bag as he did when he came.

When the elevator sent the Taoist downstairs, Qin Mu turned around, stared at the door with a frown for a moment, and finally walked in. After checking all the rooms, he sat down on the sofa with his forehead propped up, wondering if he should go to the villa that Chen Wang sent him to live for a few days first.

He was lost in thought, but he didn't realize that the half-open door closed automatically. With a click, Qin Mu sat up straight and shot his eyes straight at the closed door.

It should be... blown up by the wind, right

Just thinking about this, a faint male voice that seemed to come from another time and space came from his side, "Did I not do well? Why did you drive me away?"

Qin Mu: "!!!"