Chapter 709

Outside the open carved wooden door, a tall and thin figure is covered by the moonlight.

Thin body covered in a racing suit, male and female face, slightly pointed chin, straight nose, as well as a pair of cocked Phoenix eyes.

It's hard to imagine such a delicate facial feature is from a man, and he has a more delicate facial features do not match the name of Dobby.

"Wang Wang Wang?" Qianmo remembers this guy.

Isn't this the informer arranged by the master to the Bi family?

"Wang Wang Wan, you can call my English name lucky if you like." Xiao Wang takes Qianmo's hand and wants to drop a gentleman's kiss.

The next second, the soft catkin is replaced by a poor quality tea cup - or someone else drinks the rest.

It was Xiaohei who did it.

"When you get up, you can't jump the name of the dog." Little black poisonous tongue.

"Mr. Yu, it's no surprise that your driving skills are in inverse proportion to your character." Xiao Wang is fluent in the imperial capital dialect. He doesn't know that he grew up abroad.

Little black and he came to a wave of eye fighting, skin smile flesh not smile.

"You don't want to look over the wall. It's as bad as your driving skills." It's more bitter than poison tongue. Xiao Hei has not lost.

Xiao Wang and Xiao Hei had a wonderful F1 match, the professional black driver who was abused by Xiaohei.

Now the business of Bi's family is caught with his mother, and the line is basically broken. How can he appear in the new house of Xiaohei?

And it's over the wall.

Qian Mo turns down from Hei's arms and pats Xiao Hei, who is already furious and ready to kick people at any time.

Sometimes, too deep cultural heritage is not a good thing, such as Xiaohei.

In order not to destroy the ancient style of the whole house, Xiao Hei integrated the design of the doorbell with the door buckle of the gate. If you don't look carefully, you can't find the doorbell.

So it's nothing to be aggrieved if someone interrupts twice a day.

"Come, sit down and have a cup of tea. I think you've been here for a long time, and you've seen almost everything you need to see. " Qian Mo invites people to sit down.

Xiao Wang stares at the tea cup on the table. "Thirty yuan a catty of high broken jasmine flowers smell like a big red robe of five thousand or two I grew up in a foreign country, but I'm a Chinese expert.

"If you name a dog, you should drink dog leftovers." Xiao Hei squints. The boy has a dog name and his nose follows the dog.

Even if he can smell what tea he gave Xiaogui to drink, it is much better than that pair of ordinary goods just now.

Qian Mo pushes Xiaohei, and Xiaohei reluctantly gets up to take the cup again. He can't fool people with high-level chips, but he doesn't mind adding ants to the boy's tea.

Don't ask him why there are such good traditions in his family.

"I'm here on the order of Professor Chen to tell you what I know about the Bi family." Xiao Wang smiles at Qianmo and his eyes are full of admiration.

It was too late that day. I couldn't see the beauty of the girl. It's really beautiful to watch it closely.

"Go ahead." Qian Mo finally knows that this guy can find the door for Mao. It turns out that the master ordered him.

"According to the information I got from walking around the Bi family these days, the couple of the Bi family recently found a fortune teller and changed the house into a mess. Several mirrors were hung and a lot of flowers were planted in the yard."

Xiao Wang takes out the photo, Qian Mo looks at it, his eyes are familiar.

"Is this planted by the old man?" Qianmo gives the photo to Xiaohei. She and Xiaohei have dealt with a superstition case before. At that time, an uncle planted a lot of this flower.

It was also cut off by Xiao Hei.

"The people of the Bi family call this bingjieluotian, but I have checked and found that there is no plant called this, which belongs to the private name. This is a plant from outside."

"In addition to this, Bijia's husband and wife followed the devil and donated a lot of money to the foreign master, which is said to be used for charity. They also called on people around her to donate along with her. The amount was huge."

But whether the money is used for charity is unknown, and it is impossible for anyone to ask.

As the saying goes, sincerity leads to spirit. The biggest feature of donation of this nature is that you can't question the whereabouts of the money. Once you think about it, it's not sincere. According to the other party's words, it's good to donate a dollar. If you donate 100 million yuan, you won't be protected.

From a psychological point of view, this is threatening marketing, directly blocking other people's way out.

"Did you find out where the master lived and how to contact him?" Qian asked silently.

The matter has caused the master to intervene. It can be seen that this "master" has cheated many people.

Or it is possible that the master is not a person but a team.

"I don't know. It's said that this master has a great reputation, but he still keeps up with the times. Not everyone can make an appointment to him. He needs to be introduced by acquaintances. If no one is introduced, no matter how much money he can get, he will be able to cook sand and carve ice."

"Is it the master who instigated bimu to make such a big noise?" Asked Xiao Hei.From his personal point of view, the purpose of getting rid of this liar is not only to maintain the stability of the place and avoid more people being cheated, but also to vent anger on the obedient.

If you don't trust him and are very smart, Qian Mo will be kidnapped. At that time, he and obedience will be in a passive position and may not be able to win the whole victory.

"I didn't ask about the details. You can ask bimu, but before she was high, I heard her say that the master was her daughter hongluan Xingdong. As long as she made a move, she would have the choice of bird screen."

Qian Mo looked at him a few times more. "You grew up abroad, and your Chinese level is much higher than Xue Laosi."

These few minutes of chat, there will be a large number of rare idioms, if not for the level of Xiaohei and Qianmo, it is difficult for ordinary people to communicate with him.

"It's ridiculous. It's just that an old friend of mine likes the ancient style. I know a little about it. If I run to you, I'm a good teacher."

"What does the master who has a lot of money believe in? Is there a legal name for it?" Qian asked silently.

Xiao Wang shook his head. "I can't see clearly. The geomancy of bizhai is like quoting ancient books such as the mirror of eight houses and geographical dialectics. However, I fed back some decorations to Professor Chen, but she didn't find them. It seems that she has also borrowed some foreign theories, which seems to be a school of its own."

That's the trouble, melt stem! Copying a new height, he made a separate thing to fool people. He was really afraid of what to do. Qian mused that master Qian was also very worried about this.

"As for the name, I heard Bi's mother recite it once. No one knows her real name. The people in the lake call her the devil mother."

Little black eyes suddenly turned cold.

But Qian Mo is in front of a black, a tight heart.

Ghost mother...

mufeifei?!