Monday, November 8th, 3:20 pm.
It has rained for three consecutive days, and the temperature has dropped significantly. The cold wind blows head-on with the rain and powder, which can make people deeply feel the chill of winter.
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan were sitting in a heated cafe, sipping coffee leisurely while waiting for the person they had an appointment with.
Five minutes later, a gust of cold wind poured into the room, the door of the cafe was pushed open, and two men walked in one after the other.
"Mr. Beiquan, Xiaowei."
The one walking in front saw the two people in the corner at a glance and waved to them.
This person's name is Dai Boqian, a client they have helped before.
Of course, until now, Dai Boqian still didn't know that Beiquan had taken his place and took Wei Fuyuan to Midi to settle Chen Dafa, who wanted to use their adopted sons to prolong his life, and other "brothers" with ulterior motives. them.
However, Dai Boqian has a very sensitive and super accurate sixth sense. Even if he doesn't know the truth, his intuition tells him that the reason why he escaped death and can accidentally inherit the billion dollar from his adoptive father is all thanks to the help of these two people. .
Dai Boqian has always regarded Bei and Wei as his saviours in his heart, and has always kept in touch with Wei Fuyuan, and the relationship is very good.
This time, he specially invited Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan out because he wanted to ask them for help.
Dai Boqian and his companion sat at the table, "Let me introduce, this person's name is Liu Fan, who is my friend."
Next, Dai Boqian didn't waste time on chatting, but went straight to the point and quickly explained the matter clearly.
Dai Boqian resigned from the law firm where he used to work after he inherited a huge sum of billions of dollars in a very low-key manner.
But after his resignation, he did not become a rich young man, but opened a law firm and worked for himself.
As for Liu Fan, he is a second-generation rich man, and his family runs a chain restaurant and has a lot of money.
He is Dai Boqian's college classmate and one of Dai Boqian's recent clients.
What Liu Fan entrusted Dai Boqian to handle was a compensation lawsuit.
"Oh?"
Hearing this, both Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan became interested:
"What exactly is a lawsuit?"
"Is such that… "
Liu Fan took over the words of his old classmate and took the initiative to tell Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan of his troubles.
"My hometown is in a village under the jurisdiction of City T next door, which is quite a remote place."
He mentioned a place name that neither Beiquan nor Wei Fuyuan had heard of, and then continued:
"But my dad worked hard in the city when he was young, from a mobile stall to a fly restaurant to a chain fast food restaurant.
Liu Fan paused, then continued:
"Even though he has been away from home for many years, my dad still attaches great importance to his hometown. He goes back to worship every year. It can be said that it is rain or shine."
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan looked at each other.
They are familiar with the routine.
Needless to say, the trouble Liu Fan encountered this time must have been in his ancestral home or ancestral hall.
Sure enough, Liu Fan went on to say:
"This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, my dad took me back to my hometown to visit tombs to worship my ancestors. Unexpectedly, it rained heavily that night. One of the beams and pillars of the ancestral hall was broken, and the roof also collapsed in half. At that time, I invited people to see it and said it was an old man. The house is too old to withstand the wind and rain."
He sighed, "So what else can we do? It can only be repaired."
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan nodded: "Then what?"
"And then something happened."
Liu Fan replied.
After the house collapsed during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Liu family hired a few local workers to repair the house for them.
At that time, the Liu family's plan was to temporarily remove the ancestral tablet, completely tear down the old house, rebuild a brand-new ancestral hall, and then welcome the tablet back, and everything would be fine.
To this end, the Liu family paid a lot of money to invite very famous local masters to ask rice fortune-telling for them. After confirming that the ancestors had no objection to this, they chose a good day and auspicious day to invite the gods and break the ground in one go.
However, not long after the ancestral hall started construction, a big problem arose.
"The few workers we invited, they..."
Having said this, Liu Fan's voice unconsciously brought a vibrato:
"They went crazy overnight."
"crazy?"
Hearing this, Wei Fuyuan couldn't help frowning: "The same night? Everyone?"
Liu Fan nodded.
"The four people who were on duty at the construction site that day were all crazy."
He sighed:
"My family sent them to the best hospital, but now... more than two months have passed, and the condition of the four people has not improved significantly."
"I see."
Wei Fuyuan immediately understood, "That's why you asked a lawyer to help with these workers' compensation matters, right?"
"Yes."
Liu Fan's face was pale, and his expression was very distressed:
"Because of this, the ancestral hall in my hometown couldn't invite new workers, so I just stopped work and didn't talk about it, and..."
Having said that, he raised his eyes and glanced at Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan, and then looked at his old classmates, his eyes were a little hesitant.
Dai Boqian nodded in encouragement.
"Okay, I'll just say it straight..."
Liu Fan finally made up his mind:
"My ancestral house seems to be haunted!"
Since the workers went mad, the Liu family began to see that things were not quite right.
In the middle of the night, the Liu family often heard someone knocking on the door, but when they opened the door, there was no one at all.
Sometimes they would hear someone singing outside the window. If they opened the window, they would definitely see nothing, but if they looked through the gap in the window, they would see something coming and going in the courtyard.
Not only that, things outside Liu's house would always disappear, and occasionally bloody dead chickens and ducks would appear in the yard, with a terrifying appearance that made people shudder.
However, whether Liu Fan installed surveillance or hired someone to watch the night, he couldn't stop the strange things from happening. Moreover, the night watchers would be so frightened that even if they didn't faint or escape on the spot, they wouldn't say anything to stay for the next day.
"It's fine if you just make a fuss outside the door."
Liu Fan shuddered.
"But that ghost doesn't just make trouble, it wants to die!"
Just last week, Liu Fan's father went back to his hometown to deal with the troubles in his ancestral house. He stayed at the village chief's house a little late, and it was already ten o'clock in the evening when he returned home.
Street lights were installed in the village as early as ten years ago, the roads were smooth, and the security was good, so even if he returned at night, Father Liu didn’t feel anything wrong.
But when he was passing a bridge at the head of the village, he suddenly heard someone calling his name behind him. Allegory
When Father Liu turned around, he saw his old father, who had been dead for many years, and a few ancestors who only had vague impressions of him standing on the bridge, calling him and waving constantly.
At that time, Father Liu was completely stunned, as if he had encountered the petrification technique, he was stunned on the spot, not daring to move.
Immediately afterwards, he felt someone suddenly push him hard.
Liu's father shifted his focus and plunged into the river.
Fortunately, autumn and winter are dry seasons, and the water in the river is only chest-deep, which is not fatal.
But an old man in his seventies was pushed into the river in November in the middle of the night, frightened and frightened, cold and wet, how could he not get sick
That day, Father Liu climbed ashore by himself, and after trying to get back home, he developed a high fever that night, and he was sent to the hospital the next day with pneumonia.
"It's just too deceiving!"
Thinking of his old father who was still in the hospital, Liu Fan slammed the table violently:
"My dad is already getting old, yet he still wants to hurt him like this! No matter if the culprit is a ghost or something else, I absolutely can't let it go!"
After that, Liu Fan raised his head and looked directly at Beiquan with bright eyes:
"Mr. Beiquan, it doesn't matter how much money you have, please take it for our family!"
Beiquan raised his lips and smiled lightly.
He was weighing whether to help Liu Fan's family.
If according to Beiquan's usual style, he is not a Taoist priest who asks questions for others and eliminates disasters and disasters, except for incidents related to ghosts, he will not easily take action.
But this time the introducer was Dai Boqian.
Beiquan still has a good impression of Dai Boqian.
One is that this person is measured, not greedy for money, and has a temperament that suits his eyes. The other is that Beiquan has always felt that Dai Boqian's sixth sense, which is so accurate, is a kind of "talent" in itself. Like myself, it is the bloodline inheritance of the Wu clan left in the world.
- Do you want to sell Dai Boqian a favor and take over this business
Just as Beiquan was pondering this question, Dai Boqian's intuition came into play again.
"Mr. Beiquan."
He spoke at the right time:
"Actually, I took the liberty to ask you for help this time because... I think you are the most suitable people to deal with this matter."
When Beiquan heard this, he became interested: "Oh, why do you say that?"
"First of all, of course, it's because I know that the two of them have real skills. Also... I don't know why... It's my intuition... "
Dai Boqian smiled apologetically, and patted Liu Fan's arm again:
"Lao Liu's affairs should have been left to you."
Beiquan raised his eyebrows.
This statement is very interesting.
There is no doubt that Dai Boqian's sixth sense is very accurate.
Beiquan suddenly had a guess in his heart.
"Okay, I'll take over this business."
He smiled, "But there is one condition."
"Please say it, please say it!"
Liu Fan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded again and again, "As long as you can solve the troubles in our hometown for us, no matter how much money, I will give it!"
"I don't need your money."
Beiquan looked at Liu Fan with a smile, and said a condition that surprised him:
"But after I solve your family's affairs, you want me to take something random from your Liu family's ancestral home."
This request was somewhat unexpected by Liu Fan.
He was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of wandering on his face. Allegory
But after thinking about it, even if Beiquan wanted to take the gold-inlaid jade Guanyin that was enshrined in the main hall of their house, it would only be hundreds of thousands, and even his life would be tossed away, so he didn't care about the money or not. !
So Liu Fan gritted his teeth and nodded heavily:
"no problem!"