Chapter 185

7:30 p.m.

Kowloon ice room.

Wearing a red dress with suspenders, Yazi sat opposite pan Haodong, casually stirring milk tea. Under her slender jade neck, her snow-white skin was like a creamy white jade, her snow peak was half hidden, her waist was plain, and a pair of hydrated and symmetrical legs were exposed under the skirt, which was very charming.

"SISO ~ ~" pan Haodong took a mouthful of Iced Milk Tea and said, "Yazi, are you still worried about your missing cousin?"

Yazi sighed: "Alas... Haiyao has been missing for more than a month. I'm afraid she can't find it again."

"If I can get her back, what reward can you give me?"

Pan Haodong had no way to find Cheng Haiyao, who had been missing for a long time, but he stayed in the zombie world for two years. As long as he wanted, he could cast a spell to find each other at any time.

Of course, the premise must have the eight characters of Cheng Haiyao's birthday and physical tissues, such as hair, nails, blood and so on.

People have disappeared, and blood is definitely not available, but hair and nails can still be found.

"Dong, if you can get your cousin back, I can do anything you want."

Yazi rolled her eyes angrily. She obviously didn't believe pan Haodong had this ability. In this month, she used all her contacts and still didn't find half a clue.

The underworld and the underworld have no news.

Find your cousin?

Hehe, she has given up.

"That's what you said."

Pan Haodong showed a successful smile.

Although she murmured in her heart, a bright light rose inexplicably in Yazi's eyes.

Maybe ah Dong really has a way!

I don't know when to cut off the long hair, keep the flat headed Jiuwen dragon, carry a large bowl of hot soup, walk up from the downstairs restaurant and say, "Pan sir, how about the Thai dongyingong soup presented by our store?"

"Then I have to have a good taste."

He picked up the spoon and tasted the hot soup. Pan Haodong said, "it tastes good. Jiuwen dragon, you are so happy. Is there a happy event recently? "

"You see."

Jiuwen dragon replied shyly, "Mr. Meng and I will have a wedding next month. If you have time, come and have a cup of wedding wine."

"OK, I'll go when I have time."

Pan Haodong promised very readily. Jiuwen dragon and Mr. Meng achieved the right result, which can be regarded as fulfilling many people's childhood dreams. After all, fans who have seen the film "Jiulong ice room" regret the death of Jiuwen dragon.

Sat in the ice room for a while.

They came to Cheng Haiyao's home in longgutan.

Cheng Fei, who has lost his daughter, is praying in the Buddhist hall at this time. Pan Haodong can see from a distance that Yazi Biao Gu has lost a lot of weight.

"Dong, you have seen what happened to my cousin. If you are not sure, you'd better not give her any hope, otherwise you will only hurt my cousin again."

Yazi whispered.

"Don't worry, I'm not sure. I won't mess around."

Pan Haodong gave Yazi a reassuring look.

After a while, Yazi cousin, who finished praying, walked out of her small Buddhist hall and forced out a smile.

"Here you are. Sit down."

Yazi shook his head and said, "no, cousin, we want to go into Haiyao's room this time."

"Go up, the door is not closed."

Yazi's cousin looked lost.

At this time, any language is pale. Only by taking practical action to get Haiyao back, can Yazi Biao restore her previous spirit.

Otherwise it will be like this all my life.

In the end, it may end up depressed.

……

Cheng Haiyao's room is too laggy, and the fur and the sheets are all pink.

When I opened the wardrobe, it was full of clothes, including autumn clothes, summer clothes, silk stockings and school uniforms. I opened the small drawer on the bottom floor, red, white, black and purple, and all kinds of small pants. Pan Haodong was dazzled.

See pan Haodong reach into the drawer.

From the moment he entered the room, Yazi, who began to frown, finally couldn't help asking, "ah Dong, what are you looking for?"

"Looking for hair."

Pan Haodong replied without looking back.

Yazi's pretty face turned black: "go to bed to find your hair! What are you doing in the wardrobe? "

"Haiyao's sheets and bedding are stacked so neatly, and it also emits the smell of lavender washing powder. The things on the bed have been cleaned at least eight times. How can you find your hair?"

"Find the hair of your cousin or Filipino maid."

Yazi: "

That's right. It makes sense. I'm speechless.

It's just, you haven't said what you're looking for hair, have you?

Yazi holds his chest with both hands, holds up the plump and attractive capital, and stares at the man in front of him.

What the hell are you doing?

Pan Haodong turned over for a while, suddenly his eyes lit up, picked up a pair of pants, pulled down a hair from above, got up and said, "it's done, let's go!"

"Pervert, you lose this, this thing."

Yazi's pretty face suddenly darkened.

Pan Haodong blushed and said, "sorry, your cousin loves to be clean. The floor, bed and desk have been cleaned. I really can't find my hair. I can only use this instead."

"You..."

Yazi was speechless.

Pan Haodong said, "Yazi, when you find Haiyao, you will understand me."

“……”

Yazi has a black line on his face.

However, out of the trust in pan Haodong, he finally chose to trust each other.

In half an hour.

Pan Haodong led Yazi back to his home in Causeway Bay.

The original guest room has been transformed into an altar by him to worship the ancestors of Sanqing.

Statues, incense candles, peach wood sword, Dementor bell, Rune paper

Looking at everything on the desk, Yazi was blindfolded.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong."

The door bell rang in the living room.

Pan Haodong quickly put down his preparations, turned and walked out of the altar. When he came back, he had a big nose around him.

Chen Jiaju!

"Why did you call him?"

Yazi frowned.

What they are doing now is private. What are they calling this big nose for?

"You'll know in a minute."

Pan Haodong raised his mouth slightly, drew a bad smile, went to the bill and handed Jiaju a mahogany board, then poured the incense ash on it and smoothed it with his hand.

"Dongzi, why do you give me these?"

Chen Jiaju looked confused.

"Do me a favor and buy you a drink when you're done. Hold tight. "

Pan Haodong motioned Jiaju to hold the board tightly, broke off one of Jiaju's index fingers, wrapped a red rope around the fingertip joint, then put Cheng Haiyao's "hair" on Jiaju's fingertip, stabbed a hole with a fragrant tip, and the painful Jiaju showed his teeth.

Then, it was a psychedelic and handsome operation.

He brushed his hand, lit a piece of Rune paper, threw it into the glass, caught the blood dripping from Jiaju's index finger, and blocked Jiaju's mouth with his backhand.

Caught off guard, he inhaled the smoke in the cup, and Jiaju fainted as if he had been drugged.

Then Yazi saw that Chen Jiaju with a big nose was kneeling on a futon by someone, and his mouth was forcibly stuffed with incense. His mind unconsciously shook, poked on the incense ash, swayed with it, and drew a winding route similar to a treasure map.

At the moment, if there is a knowledgeable Maoshan Taoist here, we will be able to see what Pan Haodong is doing.

——Shaman tracking!