After being silent for a long time, Zhao Santai took a deep breath and said frankly: "You are right, I have indeed encountered unclean things recently!"

Qin Yao nodded and suddenly asked: "Have you ever heard of the Charity Federation in Fucheng?"

Zhao Santai was stunned. He didn't expect that it would suddenly involve the Charity Federation. He said humbly: "I've heard of it...but does this have anything to do with what we are talking about?"

"Of course it does matter."

Qin Yao smiled slightly: "You donate three thousand yuan to the Charity Federation for charity activities, and I can help you resolve this bloody disaster!"

"Three thousand?!" Zhao Santai shouted subconsciously, attracting the attention of a man and a woman at the next table.

"If you think the donation is too small, you can add more yourself. The more you add, the safer you will be." Qin Yao's smile became brighter.

Zhao Santai: "..."

Is this a liar?

I'm crazy, donate 3,000 yuan!

At this moment, Mr. Zhao completely ignored life and death and said with a dry smile: "Even if I and the winery are sold, we still won't be able to get three thousand yuan! My lord, I'd better find a way to sell the winery, so I won't bother you."

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After saying this, he felt that he had no shame to stay here anymore, stood up and clasped his fists: "Dear gentlemen, I have something to do, so I won't stay to eat with you. Farewell, farewell..."

He wanted to leave, but Qin Yao didn't stay.

Qin Yao didn't open his mouth, but Mayor Ye didn't dare to say anything.

But just as Zhao Santai walked out of the restaurant, the man and woman who had been watching the show at the next table quietly stood up and chased Mr. Zhao out of Fugui Building.

"Boss Zhao, Boss Zhao..."

While walking straight ahead, Zhao Santai suddenly heard someone shouting from behind. He turned around and saw that the young man was wearing a white mandarin jacket, a pair of black trousers, and a pair of black cloth shoes; the girl was wearing a pair of ponytails, a blue jacket, and her eyes were alert.

.

"Is something wrong?"

"Boss Zhao, we can also catch ghosts," the young man said seriously.

"Yes, the charges are still low." The girl agreed.

"Just you?" Zhao Santai looked at their clothes and scoffed.

"Collect the money afterwards." The young man gritted his teeth and said loudly.

Zhao Santai raised his eyebrows and finally became interested: "How much does it cost?"

"Five hundred oceans," the young man said boldly.

In fact, he has never seen what five hundred dollars stacked together looks like in his entire life.

"Ten oceans." Zhao Santai said coldly.

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched: "You are bargaining too hard..."

"If you like it, go away." Zhao Santai said, "You guys look like you are worth ten oceans."

"How can you talk?" the girl said angrily.

"That's what I said. If you are not convinced, go make other people's money!" Zhao Santai replied.

The young man pulled the girl's sleeve and said to Zhao Santai: "Yes, but if the ghost is fierce, you have to pay more."

"Okay, let's take a look at your conduct first." Zhao Santai waved his hand, signaling the two of them to follow him.

Shortly after.

Zhao Santai took the man and woman to his winery, pointed to the coffin lying in the middle of the winery and said: "Last night, this coffin appeared here inexplicably. Anyone who gets close to the coffin will feel dizzy, and their hands and feet will feel dizzy.

I'm weak, so I can't even throw it out. Didn't you say you have the ability to get rid of ghosts? Throw the coffin out for me first."

The young man glanced at the coffin and said solemnly: "This coffin cannot be tampered with until the ghosts are removed. Boss Zhao, do you have any banknotes with you?"

Zhao Santai frowned: "What do you want a banknote for? Didn't we agree to pay it later?"

"This money is not for us, it is used to summon ghosts and ghosts." The young man said firmly.

"Shouldn't a wooden sword and talismans be used to summon souls? Why have I never heard of using money to summon souls?" Zhao Santai looked suspicious.

"Boss Zhao doesn't know that there are countless ways to summon souls, and wooden swords and talismans are the worst among them. Only by using silver paper to summon souls, the summoned ghosts will not go crazy. This is the legend.

Money can communicate with ghosts and gods," the young man said.

Zhao Santai was doubtful, so he took out his wallet, opened the gold rope and said, "How many banknotes do you want?"

"The bigger the face value, the stronger the power to suppress ghosts." The girl said crisply.

Zhao Santai took out a large banknote, handed it to the young man, and sneered: "I'll see what tricks you two can do. I'm warning you in advance. If you can't solve the ghost problem tonight, you'll have to go to jail tomorrow."

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The young man stretched out his hand to take the banknote, turned around and exchanged the banknote for the money. He took the money and pinched it lightly. The paper immediately burst into flames, and then he threw it onto the coffin lid: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, coffin."

The resentful soul inside takes the silver out of the coffin."

As he said this in a pretentious manner, he suddenly turned around and pointed his right index finger at the girl.

The girl trembled violently in response, then her eyes glazed over, and she faintly said: "Why are you calling me?"

"Snapped."

The young man took two steps forward, touched the girl's eyebrows with one finger, and asked loudly: "Why are you making trouble here, but what's the grievance?"

"There is indeed a grievance." Before the girl could open her mouth, a colder voice suddenly sounded.

The young man was startled and approached the girl: "Junior sister, when did you learn ventriloquism?"

The girl was facing him, with her face facing the coffin. She stared with wide eyes as the coffin lid slowly opened, and a terrifying woman in a blood-red dress flew out of it. She was so frightened that she could not speak.

The young man was a little surprised by the girl's expression at this moment, but now was obviously not the time to ask, so he distanced himself from her and shouted: "If you have any grievances, report them immediately!"

"Uh-huh."

The female ghost in red came to Zhao Santai in an instant, and without giving him a chance to speak, she reached out and grabbed into his chest, and pulled out a beating heart.

"Ghost!"

At this time, the young man finally saw the female ghost and was so frightened that he almost flew away. He grabbed the girl's hand and ran towards the entrance of the winery.

"Peng."

The female ghost crushed the heart in her hand. When she raised her arms, two red silk ribbons flew out from her sleeves. They came first, and wrapped around the ankles of the man and woman smoothly, pulling them to the ground with a bang.

The ground, and then pulled it towards itself little by little.

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Just when the two poor guys were less than three feet away from the female ghost, a deep and long sigh suddenly sounded in the vast and lonely winery.

The female ghost in red felt nervous and looked around, but to her horror, she found that she couldn't find even a single figure.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost here? Get out!"

Qin Yao emerged from the ground in front of her, shot out two rays of zhenqi with a snap of his fingers, split the two red silk ribbons binding the man and woman, and said coldly: "Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner, so when you kill that Zhao Santai I don’t care, but these two scammers just want to defraud some money, why should they be put to death?”

The female ghost in red looked him up and down. The more she looked, the more unfathomable he became. She muttered, "You can take them away."

"It's not them." Qin Yao shook his head and said, "It's you I want to take away!"

The female ghost in red was stunned for a moment, and then she seemed to remember something bad. She got mad and clawed at Qin Yao's throat with her long nails: "You are looking for death!"

"Snapped!"

Qin Yao didn't move his lower body, raised his arm, and used his backhand to slap the female ghost hard on the face. The powerful blow knocked her to the ground, and she couldn't get up for a while.

"Calm down, don't yell, I have a bad temper!"

The confused female ghost in red: "..."

youth:"……"

Girl: "..."

It can be seen that this person does not have a good temper.

"What do you want?" After regaining consciousness, the female ghost in red shouted sharply.

"Send you to the underworld for trial." Qin Yao said calmly.

The female ghost in red floated up from the ground and questioned: "Why should I accept trial?"

"Because you killed someone."

"Human? He deserves to be regarded as a human?"

The female ghost in red pointed at Zhao Santai and complained: "When I was twelve years old, this beast raped me.

Afterwards, he was afraid that my parents would cause trouble for him, so he brutally killed them, locked me in a cage like a wild beast, and played with me wantonly.

This test lasted for six years, eight months and twenty-nine days. Every day I felt worse than death.

Seven days ago, he even stopped sending me food, causing me to starve to death in a cage with endless resentment. How can such an animal deserve to be a human being?"
To be continued...