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The fat monk was shaking when he said this.

He was really scared!

He had heard that there was an evil spirit in Mr. Zhang's house before, but he didn't take it seriously.

Anyway, he came here just to cheat some food and silver.

If he had known that there would be such an evil spirit here, he would not have come even if he was beaten to death.

How could silver and food be as precious as one's own life!

"Isn't this normal? Didn't we come here this time to deal with the evil spirit?"

"If Mr. Zhang is not an evil spirit, wouldn't we have come here in vain this time?" Su Bai said.

After hearing Su Bai's words, the fat monk was almost mad at Su Bai.

Good guy, why is this old blind man so stupid!

Did he really take acting seriously?

Did he really think he had the ability?

"Who do you think you are? One of those strange people in the Tianshi Division?"

"Monk, please don't be stupid at this time. Listen to me. We will find a chance to run away later."

Su Bai did not refuse the monk this time, but just nodded.

He had a good impression of this fat monk. At least he would remind himself when he knew there was danger.

"Great, you finally got it. Follow me later. If there is anything wrong, we will run immediately!" The fat monk said with lingering fear.

The fat on his face shook unconsciously, not knowing whether it was caused by fear or too much tension.

The sweat on his hands had wet his palms.

Zhao Gan and his companions were also in a dilemma, so they could only walk into the room with their heads held high.

The one walking in front was naturally the old liar Zhao Gan.

The silver in his hands at this time was like a hot potato.

If he had known earlier that there was really an evil spirit in Mr. Zhang's house, he would never come here no matter what.

Even if they want to leave here, they have to spit out some of the silver.

In this way, even if they escape later, Mrs. Zhang will not have a suitable reason when she reports to the police.

As for the reason... Zhao Gan has already thought of it.

Just say that the evil spirit has come back again and he is powerless to save the situation.

Well!

That's the reason. Just thinking about it, Zhao Gan couldn't help but nod.

"Well, Mrs. Zhang, I thought about it for a while and found that the silver was a little too much. We didn't do anything this time."

As he said that, Zhao Gan took out most of the silver on his body and put it on the table.

"Master, what are you doing?" Mrs. Zhang was a little angry.

"My master said that he has gotten better. Isn't it your credit? Or are you just lying to me?"

"This... this is of course not." Zhao Gan had no choice but to bite the bullet and said.

At the same time, he glanced at Mr. Zhang who was still sitting on the armchair in the room.

The other person stared at him motionlessly, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes...

This encouraging look not only did not inspire Zhao Gan, but made him feel even more guilty.

"That's all, Master, you have helped our family so much, so we should thank you. Otherwise, if it gets out, wouldn't it make the neighbors around laugh at us?"

Hearing what Mrs. Zhang said, Zhao Gan, who had not found a suitable reason to refuse, could only put the silver away first.

But he had already made up his mind to return the silver later.

He would only keep a large part of it.

Only Zhao Gan himself understood his move, and the group of charlatans who followed him naturally couldn't understand it.

They even thought that Zhao Gan had been deceiving them all along.

The other party was really capable!

If not, why would Mr. Zhang stand up and speak for Zhao Gan at this time?

They knew how much Zhao Gan was worth.

It was precisely because they knew that they were surprised now.

The words that Mr. Zhang suddenly said in the room just now must have scared them a lot!

I thought the matter was exposed, but now it seems that it is not the case.

Zhao Gan, the old liar, seems to have some tricks...

But when they saw Zhao Gan took the silver and returned it again, their eyes widened.

Who doesn't know that Zhao Gan is an old money-grubber?

Every time after cheating people, he tries his best to share more money with them.

Isn't the more money the better?

Did they really blame Zhao Gan in the past? In fact, he is really a very capable person?

"Masters, don't watch outside, come in and sit down, my master wants to thank you!"

Mrs. Zhang saw that only Zhao Gan came, and the others were still dawdling there, so she couldn't help but urge them a few words.

"Ah... OK, Madam Zhang, we're coming right over."

"Does Zhao Gan really have some skills? Why didn't he tell us?"

"I think so. Every time he cooks, he's the most intimidating. It turns out it's all true..."

"Do you feel that Mr. Zhang looks a little weird?"

Several people also walked into the room. In the end, only Su Bai and the fat monk didn't go in.

"Master?" Madam Zhang shouted.

"Here we come, here we come..."

He swallowed his saliva and walked forward, as if he had thought of something.

He stopped, turned around and pulled Su Bai, who was still standing there.

"Let's go, that evil spirit is watching us..."

Feeling the strange gaze, a layer of sweat appeared on the fat monk's forehead.

Su Bai didn't say anything, and the two walked into the room.

The moment they entered the door, bang!

The wooden door in the room slammed shut, and in an instant, there was no light in the room.

Fortunately, when Zhao Gan came in, he said that the room was too dark and the lights were turned on.

It didn't look so depressing.

I just don't know why, the light in the room seemed to be blocked by something, and it was always shaking.

Even the brightness of the light was obviously affected.

"Master, do it here." Mrs. Zhang made a place for Su Bai and the fat monk.

Several maids and servants stood beside them.

Like several statues, the expressions on their faces were a little weird.

Originally, the servants and maids were very scared, with expressions of fear on their faces, but now they were actually smiling faintly?

However, this smile was so weird no matter how you looked at it.

"Thank you all masters for this time. If it weren't for you, I don't know when my master would be able to get better."

Mrs. Zhang began to talk to herself.

It was also very strange.

She didn't notice that something was wrong with the faces of the fat monk and others.