The Warden of the Gods

Chapter 97: Miss Han

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Song Biao saw the woman, and the first glance he gave him was coldness, she was also very beautiful, and she was still impressed with the beauty of a woman. He remembered that the hair was scattered on the fragrant shoulders, and the white and tender skin was like suet. Yu, especially with a string of delicate necklaces around his neck, has a great temperament.

Gu Shu shook his head and said, "No, no one has ever seen it before. What can I mean to her? I think, rich people, there must be a group of local tyrants around them. It just so happens that people like local tyrants are troublesome. The most things."

"Understood." Song Biao nodded, "Brother Ancient Tree, it's almost six o'clock now. You said that the ghost will come out at around seven o'clock, but now that the time is coming."

"We are not in a hurry. To solve this matter tonight or tomorrow is actually the same. Of course, I can't just do it like this. I still have to make money." Gu Shu said realistically: "This society, as long as you If you have money, everything is easy to do. If you don’t have money, hey, no one will look down on you."

"Yeah, I don't blame the reality of women. It can only be said that born in such an era, you have to accept the baptism of this era." Song Biao laughed helplessly, thinking of his own affairs, his heart was also very bleak.

"You guys, why are you still here?" The old landlord saw that everyone was still here, so he was a little angry: "You should leave now, don't be here." After the old man said, he got in a car and left.

Looking at the leaving car, Gu Shu couldn't help but shook his head and said: "In this world, there will never be fair things. For example, this old landlord has a monthly rent of hundreds of thousands, and those tenants, Most of the money is earned for the old landlord."

Not long after the old landlord left, a blue car drove in. It was a Maserati. People who can drive this car are naturally rich or expensive.

Beep!

When the car stopped, the door opened, and a woman walked down from above. The moment she appeared, everyone was watching.

Song Biao didn't expect that the person who had taken his car before would be a local tyrant. He didn't expect it.

"Song brother, hello, let's meet again." The woman walked over, and Gu Shu stared at the beauty for a long time. She felt very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Gu Shu walked over, came to this beautiful woman, and curiously said: "Beauty, have we met before? Have you slept?"

"Uh!" Song Biao was dumbfounded, and looked at the ancient tree with a little exclamation. There was really no one in this way of talking.

Gu Shu remembered that he met a woman accidentally in a bar, and had an indescribable relationship with that woman, and the woman in front of him looked exactly the same as the woman he had slept with.

Zhang Hu secretly gave a thumbs up, awesome, brother, is this too straightforward

"Who are you? Who knows you?" The beauty angered the ancient tree. Who are these people now? Is this a rogue-style approach

Gu Shu touched his head, seeing this reaction, he should have admitted his mistake, but in this world, there are people who are so similar? Is it twins

"Beauty, don't get excited and ask offensively, do you still have a sister?" Gu Shu asked.

"How do you know?" The beauty frowned. Does this guy know her sister? If the sister is standing with her, almost no one can recognize who is who.

Gu Shu understood that she must have fallen asleep with her sister.

"Hey, let's not hide it from you, your sister has a close relationship with me." Gu Shu bluntly said.

The beauty's slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and then she said, "So it's you!"

"Yes, it's me. I have been looking for your sister, but I didn't expect to meet it." Gu Shu smiled and said, "It seems that there is a fate."

"Huh, shameless, nasty, mean! I tell you, my sister's aunt is not here!" said the beauty.

"Her aunt did not come, what does it have to do with me?" Gu Shu laughed: "You're right?"

"You, scumbag!" The beauty was so angry, this guy is simply a scumbag, and he didn't admit what he did.

Gu Shu was puzzled, and said, "Beauty, make it clear, why did I become a scumbag?"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." The beauty didn't want to talk to Gu Shu at all, then she looked at Song Biao and said, "Song Brother, where is the person you introduced?"

Embarrassing!

Song Biao's face was a little uncontrollable, and it was a bit unexpected that this happened.

"Um, this... it's him." Song Biao smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't expect that there is still such a relationship between you."

"What! That's him?" The beauty widened her eyes and looked at the ancient tree: "He can get rid of evil spirits? Liar, right?"

At this age, around 20, the exorcists she had met were at least 30 years old, and she had never seen such a young exorcist. She said she was a disciple of an exorcist. Maybe she would believe it.

It's ridiculous, there is nothing

He can be an exorcist, even if the beauty is killed.

"Miss Han, although my brother is young, he has real abilities. He can definitely solve your family's situation," Song Biao said.

Miss Han immediately refused: "Forget it, our family doesn't need help from someone like him. You must all belong to the same group. I have something to do. Let's go."

Not wanting to stay here for a moment, Miss Han walked away quickly in disappointment.

Before taking a few steps, Gu Shu shouted: "Miss Han, don't go in a hurry, at least listen to my opinion."

"Opinion? What opinion can you have?" Miss Han stopped, and said proudly: "Okay, I want to hear, what can you say, aren't you an exorcist? Then you should be a fortune teller?"

"Fortune-telling is all trivial. Exorcising evil spirits is my main business. Of course, if you want to tell fortune-telling, it's not impossible." Gu Shu smiled slightly: "I see your face, there will be bloody disasters in the near future, and the decay in the family If this continues, the whole family will get sick. If I am not wrong, there should be an old man in your family who has had a stroke. He is in a critical condition and his nerves are not normal."

When Miss Han heard the words, her pretty willow brows wrinkled slightly, and she was shocked that the ancient tree was hit by it.

Don't say, the old tree is really a little capable, Miss Han will stay.

"Unexpectedly, you can also figure this out. Don't you need my birthday horoscope?" Miss Han asked.

The ancient tree spread his hands and said, "No need, they are used by ordinary Taoists. Taoists of my level don't need this thing."

"You are really a big talk." Ms. Han thought for a while, and said: "Then you go with me, but say yes, if you can't solve the problem, I won't pay you a penny." (End of this chapter)