Chapter 214

Outside Qingyu lake, Hejia village.

"Taoist, please, Taoist!" The village head begged bitterly on the phone, "now that the lake is haunted, we dare not go fishing. Please look at the friendship of these years and help us!"

At the other end of the phone is Gao Banxian, who calls himself "Kunlun immortal", but now Gao Banxian is not as high as before, holding the immortal's shelf: "big brother, please, please let me go! I'm a little Taoist. I can't control the ghosts on your side! "

The impression of Wang Mang is still fresh in his memory.

"You can't ignore our life or death!" The head of the village is an old man. He burst out crying, "we can only rely on you!"

Du - there was a busy tone on the other end of the phone, and Gao Banxian hung up.

The village head was holding the phone in his hands, not knowing what to do. Over the past few days, many people have said that they saw fishman and female ghost by the lake. At first, they chose to call the police, but the police said that they couldn't manage these feudal superstitions. So the village head thought of Gao Banxian. He didn't know that Gao Banxian, who had a good eye for money, didn't take up this kind of work. It really surprised him and he didn't know what to do.

Hejia village can't lose Qingyu lake. As the head of the village, the burden of the whole village is on him.

"Old man," the village head's wife asked, "did Gao Banxian agree?"

The village head shook his head and put the phone back.

"Then, what can we do?" Asked the village head's wife anxiously.

At this time, there was a knock outside the door.

"Old lady, open the door." The village head signals to his wife. The village head's wife immediately stood up and went to open the door.

"Is this the village head's house?" There were several tall guys standing outside the door. The leader was wearing a Taoist robe.

"Aye, aye!" The village head's wife didn't dare to hide and nodded.

"We are Taoists of Tianmu Mountain," said the leader. "I hear you have Mermaid here, don't you?" When he spoke, his tone and posture were like a hooligan. Except for his Taoist robe, there was no place like a Taoist.

"Yes, yes." The village head's wife nodded again.

"That's it." Without waiting for the host's invitation, these people pushed the village head's wife away and went into the room.

"What are you, gentlemen?" The village head also came over. Hejia village is very remote. There should not be hooligans staring at it. These people came only when they saw the help from villagers on the Internet.

The leader has already sat down in the position of the original village head, and cocked his legs: "we are here to help you eliminate disasters and solve difficulties."

"I don't know what kind of calamity you have to eliminate and what kind of difficulty you have to solve?" The village head's face became ugly. Although he is the head of a village, the village itself is very backward. Of course, the village head's family is poor.

"Know it, ask it!" A little brother standing in front of the village head. He is not only physically strong, but also a head taller than the village head.

The village head was frightened by him and stepped back several steps. He was already old. He really wanted to start. He was afraid that the other party could easily solve him with one hand.

"Ah! Don't scare the village head! " The Taoist who was sitting stopped his younger brother first, then said to the village head with a smile, "village head, you see, this is what happened. We heard that you have Mermaid here, which has affected the life of the villagers."

"Yes, yes!" The village head nodded.

"As for us, we are going to take a small reward and help you with this."

"Ah," the village head asked hurriedly, "I don't know how much the tabloid pay you said, sir?"

"Originally, we should do voluntary labor to eliminate harm for the people, but you see I also brought such brothers. It doesn't matter if I drink from the West alone. I can't let my brothers go hungry with me!" He spoke in the same tone as a hooligan.

"Yes, you are." The village head's face became more and more ugly. He knew that the other side was going to open his mouth.

"You see, there are ten of us here, and the village head, you can give us 120000 The Taoist priest who sat in his seat said with a smile, "200000 yuan, the village head can still get this little money?"

"Two hundred thousand?" The village head took a deep breath. In this year, 200000 is not a big number, but it is not a small number for such a village, which is mainly engaged in agriculture and fishery, with an average annual income of less than 10000 and less than 20000.

"200000," the Taoist nodded, "you can't lose a cent."

"You can't expect to call the police," a little brother standing suddenly reminded the village head. "We are Miss Ding Lingding's people!"

Bang. The village head was so frightened that he touched the ground on both knees and knelt on the floor.

And the room also sounded the thugs' hearty laughter.

At the entrance of the village, a beggar like man leaned against a tree to take a nap. He was a blind man. He came here by car two days ago. He had two dollars on his body the first day, but he was cheated out when he was buying food. Now he has nothing to do but doze off.It's not only blind, it may have some mental problems. He was afraid of being infected by madness, so no villagers wanted to get close to him.

It may not take him a few days to go by himself, and then starve to death in the wilderness.

"That old man is a real threat." Suddenly, a voice of conversation came.

"That's Miss Ding's name. Dare he not listen!" Said another.

"Follow Miss Ding, that's right. How could you have such a great prestige before?"

The beggar seemed to be awakened by the sound, and he moved.

The group who spoke did not notice the ragged and smelly beggar. They talked about the success of today's blackmail. The village head had promised to raise 200000 yuan for them, and hoped that they could help Hejia village through this crisis. This has become a ridiculous talk for them.

"Does he really think we'll catch ghosts for him or something?" A little brother said with a smile.

"Of course, I'll run after sharing the money!" Another person followed Ying He.

"Can there really be ghosts? These villagers are so stupid that they deserve to be mistaken by us. It's called intelligence tax!"

Then there was a burst of laughter.

"There are ghosts." Suddenly, the voice of the leading Taoist sounded.

"What? Don't scare us, brother Qu! " The boys began to shout.

"My father, as you all know, is a true Taoist," said the head of qu. "according to my father, there are ghosts in the world." His father is Ding Ling's most effective subordinate, Taoist Qu.

"We, we won't meet ghosts, will we?"

Brother Qu laughs: "there's no such coincidence."