The owner of the portrait is very young.

A woman with melon-shaped face has delicate facial features and long hair and high trays. She just has a fierce look and stares at the portrait, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Paper money?

White cloth?

Feast shoes?

Portraits?”

Yang Yaodong almost fell to the ground: "How could these things be there?"

He couldn't believe that so many things were caught in the bottom of his new car, but he didn't feel anything at all.

Ye Fei looked at him: "Don't you remember Yang Tien?"

Yang Jianxiong's voice sank: "Brother, I guess someone is going to deal with you. It's probably the bastard who wants to come back..." Yang Yaodong was about to nod, but suddenly remembered something: "Is it the one that crashed into the hearse?"

Ye Fei looked at Yang Yaodong and asked, "What did Mr. Yang remember?"

"Last month, I rushed to the airport and ran into a funeral procession on the way."

Yang Yaodong looked solemn: "Because you are walking on a small road, there must be a party who must stop and avoid it at the turn."

"I was eager to fly to the capital for a meeting, so I stepped on the accelerator and took the lead in the corner and touched the funeral team coming from the opposite side."

"Several people fell because of this. I was busy going to the airport, so I ignored it, but I threw 20,000 yuan from the car window..." He glanced at the portrait: "Will the deceased get pestering me because of this?"

"Touched it?

Yang Tan didn’t tell the truth.”

Hearing Yang Yaodong's understatement, Ye Fei looked at him without hesitation: "The falling of paper money and white cloth means that you have scared the living people, otherwise they will not be sprinkled on the ground, nor will they be swept away by your car."

"The longevity shoes and portraits also show that the coffin was disturbed, otherwise how could the shoes on the deceased's feet fall off?

How could the portrait be [     www.xbqg5200.co] become half a picture?”

A joke appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yang Tien, if you are not honest at this time, then I can't help you."

"Brother Ye, I was wrong."

Yang Yaodong took a deep breath: "I was very fast at that time. Although I didn't hurt anyone, I made the team overturn. I'm sorry for them."

“That’s right.”

Ye Fei looked at the yellow paper and portraits on the ground and spoke: "The deceased is the most important thing, and he encountered a funeral procession on the road. If it is in the same direction, you can choose to take a detour first."

"If it's coming, you have to give in."

"As a result, you not only rush to the team, but also scared the coffin to fall, and did not apologize and comfort him later. No wonder they were full of resentment."

Ye Fei pointed out his recklessness: "Yesterday it was the other party's Panax notoginseng, so your family will be in danger."

Yang Jianxiong found it incredible, but he didn't know how to refute it, so he could only wait and see what happened.

Yang Yaodong grabbed Ye Fei's hand: "I was wrong, Brother Ye, how should I resolve it now?"

"Don't drive this car?"

He asked, "Or should I burn more paper money for this woman?"

"The evil spirit has spread to you. No matter whether you drive the car or not, it will not dissipate, it will only continue to condense."

Ye Fei could feel the anger on paper money: "Then affect your family and friends."

"To resolve it, the resentment must be eliminated."

Ye Fei took five drops of Yang Yaodong's blood and sprinkled it on paper money, white cloth, longevity shoes and portrait.

"I burned it with a lighter."

Yang Yaodong hurriedly took out the lighter and lit it.

But what shocked Yang Yaodong was that the flames turned into a faint green color, and the paper money in his hand could not burn it no matter how hard it was.

Yang Yaodong was stunned: "Brother Ye, what does this mean?"

Yang Jianxiong frowned slightly. He didn't believe in evil, so he took out his lighter to light it. What surprised him was that there was not even a flame.

Yang Yaodong felt cold sweat oozing out.

"Miss, he knows he's wrong."

Ye Fei gently stroked his fingers to the photo: "Don't want ordinary knowledge."

Then, he asked Sun Bufan to use the silver needle and stab Yang Yaodong continuously.

The Eight Trigrams destroy the evil spirit! Once the nine needles are released, the evil spirit on the body becomes fragile.

After dropping the needle, Ye Fei tilted his head slightly: "Pull it again."

Yang Yaodong ignited the fire again.

This time, the flames were normal and things started to burn quickly.

"Papapapapapapa--" Wigs of blue smoke rose, but did not float around, but continued to spread towards Yang Yaodong.

The black air on his face immediately twisted, churning like a poisonous snake.

Not long after, most of the black gas dissipated, leaving only the legs wrapped around.

Yang Jianxiong looked at this scene in disbelief. If he had not experienced the lighter himself, he would have thought Ye Fei was playing magic.

Most of the black gas burned out, Yang Yaodong suddenly felt lighter and his spirit became energetic: "Brother Ye, is the matter solved?"

Ye Fei shook his head: "Burning these things will only dissolve 90% of the evil spirits."

"To completely eliminate, you must find the family, and then give the dead five incense sticks and kowtow nine times."

"In addition, help improve the situation at the other party's home."

Ye Fei took the silver needle from him: "Sincere is here, I believe the other party will let you go."

"I understand, I understand, I will apologize."

Yang Yaodong nodded repeatedly, and his physical relaxation was quickly conveyed to his spirit.

He looked at Ye Fei, his face and eyes were a little complicated.

In just one night, his view of the young man completely changed.

Yesterday he was an atheist and regarded Ye Fei as a liar, but now, Yang Yaodong no longer has that idea.

Without Ye Fei's help, he couldn't even order paper money.

This is really a character.

The shrewdness in the officialdom made him know that he had to win over Ye Fei.

Not to mention anything else, just saving your life, how can you repay this kindness?

"Okay, things are resolved."

Ye Fei pointed at Audi: "There will be nothing wrong with this car, Yang Tien can drive it with confidence."

"Don't..." Yang Yaodong waved his hands repeatedly: "I dare not drive this car."

"By the way, Brother Ye doesn't seem to have a car yet?"

Ye Fei was very honest: "Not yet."

Liu Fugui's Mercedes-Benz can still be settled.

"If Brother Ye doesn't dislike you, I'll give this car to you."

Yang Yaodong stuffed the key into Ye Fei's hand: "You are a master, and only you can control it."

Ye Fei was stunned: "Isn't this suitable?"

The car is a new car, with five or eight license plates and can pass countless important places, which is probably worth nearly ten million.

“Where is inappropriate?”

Yang Yaodong laughed: "Besides, if you don't accept it, I dare not open it. Staying by your side is another heartache."

"Brother, just do your brother a favor."

He patted Ye Fei's shoulder enthusiastically: "Please accept it, accept it."

Ye Fei didn't shy either: "Mr. Yang is so enthusiastic, then I'll accept it."

Compared to Yang Yaodong's life, an Audi is nothing. After chatting, Yang Yaodong got up and left the clinic.

Yang Jianxiong deliberately lag behind half a beat and smiled at Ye Fei who was seeing him off: "Doctor Ye, your methods today are incredible, but unfortunately I don't believe it."

"You can fool my elder brother, but you can't fool me. I can conclude that you must have played a trick."

"But my brother believes in you so much, and you have no malice for the time being, so I won't say anything about you."

"It's just that I want to remind you not to hurt my brother, and not to take the opportunity to harm the interests of the Yang family, otherwise I, Yang Jianxiong, will not let you go."

He hid a needle in the cotton: "Please take care of yourself."
To be continued...