The Anarchic Consort

Zhang Tianshi’s mouth was opened, as if he had not expected it to be such a reason.

And come to die one...

Zhang Tianshi and the monks looked at each other and made a nap in their hearts, but their faces did not show up.

Anyway, there are so many people, there should be no problem.

Zhang Tianshi thought of this, his expression changed, and he was very confident. "Song Minister, you can rest assured that everything will be better tonight."

"I know that everyone is a leader in the industry." The old man smiled, as if he believed Zhang Tianshi's words, but he then said another sentence: "I have heard of people who came before, and some do not understand anything." I want to come and fool people, and some of them have real talents, but I still haven’t escaped the next day."

When the old man clicked here, everyone basically understood that Minister Song did not fully believe in their ability.

"I am a man who survived with a gun. I don't believe there are any ghosts in this world." The old man sighed and said: "But my granddaughter, she is different, I usually care less about her, she My parents have long since passed away. I often don’t come back. I live in the army all the year round. This gimmick has lived alone for so many years. Now that I have such a thing, I hope that you really help her."

This time, Zhang Tianshi did not dare to venture again, only nodded in the rules.

The old man turned his head and said to Lia: "My granddaughter most believes that Miss Leah, she often watches your show, saying that if you can invite you, maybe things will turn."

"Minister Song, you are polite." Lia is more unfathomable than Zhang Tianshi, holding a crystal ball in his hand, as if he can really figure out what to do.

The old man nodded and said: "What else do you want to ask?"

Zhang Tianshi and the monks are drinking tea. Liya is just sitting there, a mysterious black veil, not talking, very witches.

There was a brief silence in the hall.

The dawn of the old man passed by them.

Helen Weiwei saw no one talking, only put the teacup in his hand, and the voice contained a smile: "The Minister of Song has not said, how to do the transaction? How to give the commission?"

Not just other people, even the military uniform captain paused. I

Someone even dared to ask Minister Song about this kind of problem.

After all, it was out of the army, and the reaction speed was also fast. The old man reached out and blocked the captain of the uniform who wanted to open. He also laughed: "The commission will not be less than everyone, but it depends on everyone. If it is just TV. I will only let him go when those gimmicks are on."

“Hey? It’s a good idea to assign commissions according to ability.” Helen Weiwei’s legs were full of laughter: “There are still a few questions, I want to ask Minister Song.”

The old man raised his hand: "Please speak."

"Minister Song said that it is not you who wrote the registered letter. Let us first play a secret room to test our ability, isn't it you?" Helen Weiwei's voice is very weak.

The old man paused: "Yes, it’s my granddaughter’s thoughts. After she doesn’t want to see people who have cheated money, there is no return. I also agree with her. At least, I can see you in the courtyard. The guts, some of the nominal masters have not yet begun, they are already afraid of wanting to escape, such people will come, and will only die."

Zhang Tianshi listened at the side, and bowed his heart to drink a cup of tea.

Helen Weiwei’s heart, the Song Minister, was really smart, and every time he said a word, he could achieve the effect of meaning.

For smart people, Helian Weiwei has never turned a corner. He directly asked the second question: "Since you said that you don't believe in the ghost talk, after this kind of thing, the first reaction is not to find a doctor to diagnose. Diagnosis, did she have a mental problem? Why did she condone her to write these invitations?"

The old man did not speak, as if he was thinking about something.

Helen Weiwei doubled up: "Is there anything that happened before, so that you also think she is really caught up with the ghost?"

The old man did not think that just a few words, the other party actually asked such a question.

He lifted his cockroach and smiled suddenly: "Girl, you are not simple."

At this time, the uniform captain whispered something in the ear of the old man.

The old man browed and looked at Helen Weiwei again: "The questions in the courtyard are all solved by you?"

"Yeah." Helen Weiwei did not think that it was difficult, but some observations and imagination, she was originally from Tangmen, and even these things could not be guessed, it was not white.

The old man was silent for a while before reopening, facing Helen Weiwei: "There was a thing happening before this. Last year, I went out with a few of their classmates. One of the students had an accident and the sea was rising at night. No one knows why she went to the beach at the time, but she was drowned. Later, some doctors gave psychological counseling to several students. I thought that this matter should have passed. I didn’t think that after half a year, It’s just a few days ago, I’ve been saying that there’s something that has been following her, not just awkwardness, even the guests who came to live at home, saying that he heard someone crying and saw a figure at the window. I was scared to fly by plane the next day. I didn’t tell anyone about this incident, but at this point in the present, I can only say what I said, and the four friends who were together with me. At the moment, they are not at ease, want to come and see, they live on the second floor, I hope that you can catch this ghost tonight."

Helian Weiwei did not speak.

Zhang Tianshi did not forget to speak out. Immediately said: "We will go all out to protect Miss Song."

"Very good, the rest of the time you can discuss how to deal with this evening, I went up to see you," the old man said, stood up and took the leading cane and walked toward the second floor.

The captain of the uniform who was with him was left behind. The man glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and smiled and said: "Miss's body is still weak, can't come down to see you, now there is still darkness." For a period of time, according to the previous arrangement, you should take a look at the terrain around the villa and go swimming in the back pool. Unfortunately, it is raining today, and you can only relax after taking tomorrow tomorrow. The maid is ready. Tea and snacks, you don't have to be polite. If you want to eat, ask them to prepare. I will drive to the city in a while, and I will be back before dark. If you have any needs, I can help you buy them back."

To the reader's words: Second, the last gospel, after writing down to let His Royal Highness and Wei Wei get a card, the beauty can guess the result of the case, what?